Leng Shao's second-married private pet

The intoxicating magnetic voice uttered words that terrified Lin Yutong.

She couldn't help being startled, and raised her head to see the panic in her heart:
"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all. I am Lin Wangqing. How could I be Lin Yutong!"

"So where did the stretch marks on your belly come from? Where did your baby go?"

Leng Mohan looked at him aggressively, his gaze was as hot as a flame.

Lin Yutong felt as if she was going to melt into his eyes.

"You..." Lin Yutong was extremely flustered, but she calmed down in a moment.

Leng Mohan just wanted to use this method to deceive her truth, and she was almost exposed, but fortunately she stabilized in the end.

"This is my personal privacy, why does it have anything to do with Mr. Leng?" Lin Yutong regained his sense and calmness.

Leng Mohan saw that her expression recovered very quickly, and saw that he had missed the best opportunity.

Under the double oppression of his eyes and tone, it was really not easy for her to be able to hold her own line of defense.

"Why, is Miss Lin's privacy very shameful?" Leng Mohan was still a little unwilling, and continued to ask.

"If Mr. Leng is very interested, then I can also tell you that I was pregnant with my ex-boyfriend's child abroad before.

But then he changed his mind and didn't care about our child at all. The child died as soon as he was born, and then I returned to China. "

Lin Yutong said calmly and indifferently.

She never thought that one day, she would say such words to Leng Mohan so calmly.

She has no escape route at all now, all retreat routes are blocked by him, there is only one way back and forth, and that way is to be imprisoned by him.

However, she didn't want that kind of life.

But how could this man let him go?
Only half-truths and half-false tellings of the past, maybe it will appear real?
After hearing her words, Leng Mohan couldn't help but feel a little lost.

But it was only a moment before he came back to his senses and looked at Lin Yutong re-examined, as if he was considering whether her words could be trusted or not.

The woman in front of him didn't seem to be lying, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, with a faint mockery on his face:
"Then Miss Lin, do you hate him?" Leng Mohan suddenly asked.

"What does Mr. Leng think?" Lin Yutong looked straight into Leng Mohan's eyes.

Those eyes were so clear that she could see her own reflection clearly.

The reflection looked so flawless, without the slightest flaw on the face, but the heart was already shattered.

"You must hate him." Leng Mohan said suddenly, as if talking to himself, but also as if addressing Lin Yutong.

"Yes," Lin Yutong said with a hint of pleasure in his tone, "The person I hate the most is him, and I don't want to see him again in this life!"

Leng Mohan's whole body trembled suddenly, and his heart throbbed with pain. Don't you want to see him in this life?

If we don't meet each other in this life, then what is he doing alive?
Pain and guilt tormented him day and night, but he never flinched, because he was not a cowardly person.

Lin Yutong looked at his wounded appearance, some of the wounds were deeply pierced into the bones and imprinted in the blood, and every time the scars were uncovered, the pain would go crazy.

Every time I say it, it's like tearing open the wound alive, letting the blood spurt out, and when time goes by, the wound may still heal, right?

If you can't turn back, then go forward.

Leng Mohan's momentary absence quickly disappeared, replaced by a faint smile.

Lin Yutong smiled wryly in his heart, it turned out that the two of them were so similar, they were so hurt and so sad, but they had to pretend to be indifferent.

This is the so-called decent, right?
In fact, they have long lost face in front of each other, but what they insist on is the obsession in their hearts.

"I sympathize with what happened to Ms. Lin, but if you want to save Qin Zichuan, the condition is here. My arms are always open to you."

Leng Mohan said leisurely.

There was a trace of sadness in Lin Yutong's eyes. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and she couldn't lift them up.

Don't even listen to her feet?
She lowered her eyes, almost gnashing her teeth and said:
"Okay, I agree to your conditions, and I will always keep our relationship in mind."

When it came to the word relationship, she deliberately emphasized her tone, as if she was emphasizing it.

Leng Mohan frowned: "Since Ms. Lin has agreed to the terms, I will naturally let you get what you want."

"I will do it according to the conditions." After Lin Yutong finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

Leng Mohan stayed in the room alone, feeling lonely and desolate, with a little bit of boredom.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and called Lin Hai:

"Immediately, immediately, wait for me to investigate all of Lin Wangqing's background, and carefully investigate the part abroad."

Regarding Leng Mohan's order, Lin Hai certainly did not dare to slack off, and quickly agreed: "Yes."

"Do this first, and put aside the work at hand," Leng Mohan ordered in a low voice.

"Good young master." For some reason, Lin Hai felt that the young master's tone was not very good.

Could it be that there is something unhappy?
"By the way, don't let them achieve the marriage between the Qin family and the Wang family. Move around a little bit and let the Qin family release Qin Zichuan."

Leng Mohan gave another order with a sullen face.

"Yes."

As soon as Lin Hai's voice fell, Leng Mohan smashed the phone to the ground, smashing the phone to pieces on the ground, turning it into several useless pieces.

Someone pushed open the door.

"Get out!" Leng Mohan cursed fiercely.

Bai Junchi stood at the door with a dazed expression: "What's the matter? Let me check your health..."

"I tell you to get out!" Leng Mohan interrupted him unceremoniously.

Bai Junchi was not afraid of death, so he stepped forward instead with a positive expression:
"Mo Han, you are an injured person now, you can't be so angry, otherwise there will be sequelae, and it won't help your recovery!"

"Bai Junchi!" Leng Mohan almost gritted his teeth: "You want me to tell you several times, get out!"

"Mo Han, don't be angry, look at your wounds are open!"

Bai Junchi opened his shirt, and sure enough, he saw blood stains on the gauze.

Leng Mohan was wearing a black shirt, and only when he got closer could he see traces of damp on the shirt.

"I've heard all your words. You suffered such a serious injury because of her. If this knife hits your heart a little bit further, you will have to go to see Lord Yan..."