President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

An hour later, both Wei Changhe and Mr. Xiao who were locked up were rescued, thanks to Leng Yan's inheritance of Leng Qing's previous memory, but he also knew that the more he and Leng Qing communicated with each other, the more he wanted to control him in the future more difficult.

After this time, if his personality is suppressed by Leng Qing again, Leng Qing will also know what happened to him.

It was already night when Feng Yin woke up, Leng Yan was sitting on the edge of the bed, and was about to bend down to look at her, but saw Feng Yin raised his hand to hit him.

"Leng Qing, don't come here!"

With this sound, Leng Yan was instantly heartbroken.

"It's me... Don't be afraid, baby, remember? When the flowers bloom endlessly..."

Leng Yan opened her mouth in a hoarse voice, wanting to hold Feng Yin's hand, but remembered that she was broken, and suddenly didn't know how to place her hands. She wanted to touch her cheeks, but found that her face was covered with bruises, and there was no place to put them ?
The sadness and pain in Leng Yan's eyes made Feng Yin feel distressed. Looking at him, he said in a hoarse voice,
"Compared to you coming back, what are these things?"

As soon as these words came out, Leng Yan burst into tears like rain.

His cheeks were buried in the quilt, and he didn't lift them up for a long time.

"Don't do this, just come back. In fact, most of these injuries were caused by me accidentally, so don't feel guilty." Feng Yin didn't know that Leng Yan remembered those memories.

"I know everything, Feng Yin, I remember everything this time." Leng Yan raised his head to look at her, the determination in his eyes made Feng Yin worry.

"Take good care of your wounds first, and then we'll talk when you're well." Leng Yan responded silently, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Leng Yan, don't give up." Feng Yin knew his thoughts too well, seeing that he was severely injured by Leng Qing, Leng Yan would rather destroy himself than let Leng Qing appear again.

"If you give up, my efforts will be in vain. I can't just think that there will be hope. I'm not afraid, and you can't give up."

Feng Yin's voice rang softly in his ears.

At this time, he was supposed to come to comfort Feng Yin, but in the end...

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't think that way. I'm here with you and I'm not going anywhere. Let's face it together."

Leng Yan sat down again, looking at her with guilt.

Feng Yin was very tired, the words she said just now had exhausted her strength, and now she fell asleep in a daze.

There was the sound of Leng Yan's clear and shallow breathing in her ear, and she knew that Leng Yan was always by her side.

When she fell asleep, she had a long dream.

In the dream, the bits and pieces of the previous life were connected together. From the first time she knew Leng Yan, in her impression, there were times when she faintly felt that something was wrong with Leng Yan, but there was no follow-up development.Perhaps, at that time, Leng Qing would not be interested at all.

In those five years, relying on herself as the introduction of Leng Yan medicine, she made troubles every now and then, when the Feng family ran out of money, or when Song Ziheng was in trouble, she would talk to Leng Yan, even though Leng Yan would always Say it's the last time, but I will help her every time.

Sometimes she knew that she was doing it for Song Ziheng, but Leng Yan would give it to her in order to spend money to buy a tranquility.

All he wanted was her duty to be a medicine primer.

It's a pity that for five years, she lied to him time and time again. In the end, after knowing that he had a mental illness, she still listened to Song Ziheng's words and spread it on purpose. As a result, Leng's stock plummeted, and Leng Yan's reputation in the board of directors was demolished.

There are countless things she did to hurt Leng Yan at that time.

But in fact, after Leng Yan used her as a medicine primer, she didn't force her to do anything, and that contract was also her own willingness.

In the previous life, many things were self-inflicted.