The daughter of a thief: the CEO's darling

"Leng Feiye, let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, I will destroy you, and you will never be a man in your life." An Qian warned.

However, this warning didn't seem to have any effect on Leng Feiye. A certain man didn't even change his expression, and said slowly, "Don't you think I'm not a man anymore? So what's the difference, huh?"

An Qian: "..." What kind of species is this?
"Leng Feiye, if you don't keep your agreement, I'll leave immediately." An Qian warned again.

Leng Feiye was stunned, every time An Qian mentioned the matter of leaving, he panicked in his heart, why does this woman always want to leave?
"Even if you want to leave, you have to become my woman first and prove it for me." Leng Feiye's attitude also became tough, with a bit of suffocation in his tone.

"Prove what?" An Qian was stunned, and went astray.

Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile: "Of course it proves my manly instinct. If you leave and damage my reputation, how can I marry a wife and have children?"

An Qian's heart was filled with a hundred grass mud horses. Did this man take health care products as aphrodisiacs today?

"Be my woman." Leng Feiye whispered in An Qian's ear.

After being confessed suddenly, An Qian's heart jumped wildly, a little flustered.

Seeing that An Qian didn't respond, Leng Feiye slowly kissed her earlobe.

A tingling sensation rushed into the whole body, and the deer bumped wildly.

The ringing of the phone woke An Qian up, and she quickly pushed Leng Feiye away: "You...your phone rang." After speaking, she ran into the bathroom.

Damn, what happened to her?She actually fell.An Qian who was in the bathroom slapped herself several times to wake herself up.

Leng Feiye, who was dissatisfied with desire, answered the phone with a very bad tone. If the other party has nothing important to do, then he must be dead.

"Hey!"

"Hey, bro, it's not good, Dad, Dad's sick again, this time it's very serious, come and have a look." Leng Yichen said anxiously, with a helpless and flustered tone.

After receiving the call, Leng Feiye's face became very ugly: "Why is this happening? Isn't it getting better? Why is it getting worse?"

"Doctor Mo said it might be a flashback."

Hearing this, Leng Feiye felt bad already. He had strode out and headed straight for the South Courtyard.

An Qian, who was locked in the bathroom, didn't know what happened, and was still brooding over what happened just now.

It took a long time to calm down, she put her ears on the door, there was no movement outside, she was puzzled, and then slowly opened the door, Leng Feiye was already out of the room.

After not seeing Leng Feiye's person, An Qian walked out in peace.

"Are you leaving? So you just left like this?" For some reason, An Qian felt a little lost at this moment.

An Qian, who was holding a breath in her heart, was lying on the bed, not even in the mood to play games now.

"Eldest young mistress, are you asleep? Eldest young master, please go to the south courtyard." Xiaolan called anxiously outside the door.

The angry An Qian's tone is quite bad now: "I'm already asleep, I won't go."

"Eldest young mistress, you should go and have a look, the master is about to wake up." Xiaolan became more and more anxious.

An Qian opened the door with a look of surprise: "What did you say?"

Xiao Lan quickly explained: "Eldest young mistress, there is news from the south courtyard that the master is dying, and the eldest master has already rushed over, so I want you to go there immediately."

An Qian went out and went straight to the South Courtyard. Although she was not a real young mistress, she felt it was necessary to go because of the relationship between Leng Xiangrong and Daddy.

Now the atmosphere in the south courtyard was dead. In the master bedroom, Leng Xiangrong was lying on the bed, his face was pale, but he was still holding his last breath.

Li Cuilian, Leng Feiye, and Leng Yichen all stood by, watching Leng Xiangrong on the hospital bed.

Leng Xiangrong kept looking at the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

Leng Feiye stepped forward and said softly, "Dad, An Qian will be here soon."

Leng Xiangrong nodded, finally feeling a little relaxed.

An Qian rushed in, looking at Leng Xiangrong who was dying on the bed, suddenly, a feeling of sadness welled up in her heart.

Leng Xiangrong waved to An Qian, motioning for An Qian to come over.

Seeing this scene, Li Cuilian clenched her fists tightly, feeling a little more hatred towards An Qian. Although she knew that Leng Xiangrong treated An Qian like this because she was the daughter of that woman, she still hated An Qian. Pay attention to An Qian.

An Qian looked at Leng Feiye, at a loss. After all, she and Leng Xiangrong had only met once and had no contact with each other. Leng Xiangrong's actions made her unclear.

"Go, Dad may have something to say to you." Leng Feiye also motioned An Qian to go.

An Qian nodded and walked slowly.

Leng Xiangrong looked at the other people in the room. Although he didn't speak, Leng Feiye immediately understood what Leng Xiangrong meant.

"Mom, Yichen, let's go out first."

Leng Yichen nodded understandingly, and glanced at Leng Xiangrong, still a little worried, but he didn't force himself to stay.

Li Cuilian glanced at Leng Xiangrong, then at An Qian, and turned to leave. She was not at all curious about what Leng Xiangrong would say to An Qian. It was nothing more than everything about that woman, and any brotherhood, in her opinion. It's a lie, he just misses that woman in the name of an old ghost, it's really hypocrisy.

Now An Qian was the only one left in the room. She stood by the bed, a little confused, and didn't know what Leng Xiangrong was going to say to her.

Leng Xiangrong spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice: "An Qian, your father..."

He knew that his time might be running out, but he still wanted to see the old ghost, because of the concern and resentment in his heart.

"My daddy..." An Qian didn't know what to say, the point was that she couldn't get in touch now.

Leng Xiangrong said with some disappointment: "Could it be that your father doesn't want to see me at all?"

"No, he...he's been quite busy recently, and he will definitely come when he finishes his work for a while." Seeing Leng Xiangrong like this, An Qian still chose to lie in good faith.

"Really?" Obviously Leng Xiangrong didn't really believe it, and he also knew that An Qian just didn't want to break his heart.

An Qian replied: "Of course, I... I talked to Daddy on the phone yesterday. You can't do anything. He is still in a hurry to see you."

For some reason, she felt that if something happened to Leng Xiangrong, Leng Feiye would be very sad, and she didn't want to see Leng Feiye sad at all.

Leng Xiangrong said helplessly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for him to come. This should be retribution. I did something wrong to your daddy and Mommy, and I ended up like this today. It's my own fault."

Seeing the remorseful Leng Xiangrong, the soft-hearted An Qian felt bitterness in her heart: "It's all over, I think Daddy should have forgiven you, and you don't have to keep blaming yourself, take good care of your illness, so that you can let yourself go." Daddy isn't worried about you, is he?"

Leng Xiangrong smiled: "You are a good boy, just like your mother, a kind and considerate person, always considerate of others, I know that it was not your intention to marry Feiye, you just In order to make me feel at ease, you really don’t have to do this.”

An Qian was a little surprised, she didn't expect Leng Xiangrong to know everything.

"How could it be? Fei Yeben and I have a marriage contract, and I married him voluntarily." An Qian forced a smile.

"Really?" Leng Xiangrong smiled: "You actually married Feiye voluntarily, so how come you haven't even heard of a child yet?"

An Qianmo!

How does she feel that this is a routine?child?Nima, how long have they been married?Even laying eggs is not so fast.

"Hey, I'm afraid I won't be able to see your children anymore." Leng Xiangrong said a little disappointed.

This time An Qian didn't say anything more, she couldn't tell this lie, could it be possible that she and Leng Feiye really had a child together?

Seeing that An Qian didn't speak, Leng Xiangrong said slowly again: "I thought that when you had children, the old ghost wouldn't even see his grandson. At that time, I could face him He repented, but now it seems that it is probably impossible, and I can't wait for that day."

The more An Qian listened to these words, the more she felt that there was something wrong. She looked at Leng Xiangrong carefully, trying to figure out what was going on, but when she found that she was suddenly haggard and critically ill, she couldn't tell anything. It's just pretending.

"I'm really worried about leaving. Although Feiye is capable, he doesn't have a family of his own. Everyone talks about starting a family. His family has not yet established a business. How can he establish a career? Leng's family is now pointing at all Look at him, I really have pity on this kid." The more Leng Xiangrong spoke, the more sad he became.

An Qian finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Don't be like this, this child doesn't mean you can have it if you want it, you must recover from your illness, you can always see if you are not, and your wish can be fulfilled."

Damn, what did she say.

"Really?" Leng Xiangrong's eyes lit up.

"Of course...of course it's true." An Qian bit the bullet and said.

Leng Xiangrong suppressed his happiness, held back his laughter, and said solemnly, "Call Feiye in, I still have something to tell you two, it can be regarded as my last words."

An Qian nodded, opened the door to call Leng Feiye.

But she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Leng Feiye, that...calls you." An Qian doesn't know what to call her now, she always feels that she and Leng Feiye are not really married, and calling her Dad is still a little hard to say.

Hearing An Qian's call, Leng Feiye walked in hastily, his heart still hanging.

"Dad, how are you feeling?" Leng Feiye walked to the bed and asked worriedly.

Leng Xiangrong held Leng Feiye's hand and whispered, "Feiye, I'm afraid my time is running out. In this family, you are the one I worry about the most, and you are the one I worry about the most. Now you are gone. Getting married, my heart is half lost, but I still regret not being able to see you have a child."

Leng Feiye: "..."

When his own father suddenly said such words, he still couldn't keep up with his reaction for a while.

And An Qian always felt that this was some kind of routine, but she was not very sure, who had nothing to joke about being sick, didn't they know that the family members were very worried?