President Ba Chong, woman you are so sweet

Chapter 112: Leng Muchen, don't you like me? "The butcher is dead."

The voice from the mobile phone made Leng Muchen silent for a moment, and then he sneered and said, "He moves fast."

"Master Leng, do we want it?"

"No need, put the video away, let's see the police's ability to do things first, and let that thing jump around again, act impulsively, don't be afraid. This matter ends here, let's do other things."

"Yes, Master Leng."

When Jin Ruizhe returned home with a tired face, Lian Guangmei had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Even Guangmei's complexion was not good-looking at all. After Leng Muchen dropped something on him, she left such a plausible sentence, which made her still not know what happened.

She wanted to ask her son, but couldn't get in touch. She was extremely flustered.

"Mom, I'm very tired today, so let's talk about it tomorrow."

Jin Ruizhe's complexion was ugly, and his heart was even more flustered with nowhere to rest.He just couldn't accept it in his heart, and wanted to vent his disgust, but he didn't expect that dead pig to be beaten so hard.

Closing his eyes, he needed a quiet place to calm himself down. Even though the pig's head was not killed by himself, and he had taken proper care of it, he was still terribly afraid.

Moreover, that pig was really sent by Leng Muchen... He gasped heavily, his heart was about to beat.

Leng Muchen, if you want him to die, then he will definitely not survive, what should I do?what to do?

He is still so young, and he still has no revenge, and he has not slept with a woman, yet... He still has too many things to do, and he must not just die like this.

"Rui Zhe, what's the matter with you? Did you hear Mom talking to you?"

Lian Guangmei's voice could not calm Jin Ruizhe down, his handsome face was pale, and his dry lips kept murmuring, "What should I do? What should I do?"

Since Leng Muchen designed him, there must be backup moves.

Analyzing what Leng Muchen might do in his mind, the sound in his ears was like a shrill siren, his eyes were wide open, and he fell to the ground stiff and terrified.

"No, no, I don't want to, I don't want to."

He hugged his hands, and there was a cry in his frightened voice.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Lian Guangmei realized something was wrong with Jin Ruizhe, squatted beside him and shook his arm and asked worriedly: "Son, what's wrong with you, what happened? Talk, talk."

"Mom. Mom, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"Son, what are you talking about? What are you talking about? Did Leng Muchen do something to you? Didn't you?"

Even Guangmei panicked when she heard Jin Ruizhe's words.

asked anxiously, shaking his arm.

It wasn't the sound of the police siren, it was the voice of his mother. His flustered heart calmed down a little. With a pale face, Jin Ruizhe grabbed Lian Guangmei's arm. He grasped the well-maintained hand with great strength, and said in a trembling voice: "Mom, I killed someone."

"what?"

With a bang, Lian Guangmei's face turned pale, her heart seemed to be chiseled open by something, the feeling of weightlessness made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, as if she saw her beautiful dream shattered in an instant.

"How could this be? How could it be?"

"Mom, I was designed by Leng Muchen, he, he found a pig's head, he..."

"What? Tell me clearly, what happened to Leng Muchen?"

"I was molested."

"what?"

Lian Guangmei covered her mouth, her eyes widened in surprise, she could not utter a single word that came out of her mouth.

Jin Ruizhe's words made her eyes widen suddenly, as if she saw the fresh and immature face under her on the big hotel bed, staring at her in horror.

Retribution, is it retribution?

She seduced the immature boy, and now the same thing happened to her son, and he was a man, and her son was molested by a man, to...

"what……"

She couldn't stand it and screamed, how could this happen, how could it be retribution on her son?If the retribution should be her own, oh no, it should be on that dead man Leng Yi, why is it her son, her only son.

"Mom, stop arguing, what should I do? What should I do? I'm only 21 years old, I don't want to die, I don't want to go to jail, if I go to jail, I will be finished, my life will be finished."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, son, don't be afraid, mother will find a way, you will be fine, trust mother, trust mother." He hugged his son's head, repeating these words over and over again, loving to comfort the baby in his arms The child is also comforting himself.

She has worked so hard until now, and she will not let her only son lose the qualification to be the head of the Leng family. She is not an easy character even for Guangmei to come from a small town to the position of Mrs. Leng today.

Is it Leng Muchen?

I didn't want to fight against him at first, but he can do such a thing, so don't blame her for being ruthless. She must help her son take over the position of heir to the Leng family, and take it in a legitimate way.

"Rui Zhe, go wash your face and change clothes, we will return to England immediately."

"mom?"

"Listen to my mother, my mother will make you the grandson of the Leng family." Lian Guangmei's eyes were shining brightly, and Jin Ruizhe looked at his mother with never-before-seen firmness in his eyes. The fear sank little by little.

In the slack eyes, there was a firm look like my mother's.

"it is good."

After Leng Muchen arrived at the hospital, Lan Xiao was eating dinner. Lan Xiao, who had calmed down, had already calmed down. Mo Yichen said he would take her away, so he definitely would. Although he is from the Mo family, he never treated her. It's all said and done.

Just like when I was kidnapped back then, it was him, a boy who was only six years older than me, who took her away from the god of death.

So she believed he could do it.

All she has to do now is to stabilize herself and the man who walked in.

The servant who fed Lan Xiao saw Leng Muchen coming in and greeted him respectfully. Leng Muchen walked over and saw the woman who was eating without giving her a single look. He took the half-eaten bowl from her and pointed to the door, "Go out."

"It's Young Master Leng."

There were only the two of them left in the room, the smell of disinfectant in the room was covered by the aroma of the food, Leng Muchen sat next to her, and took a mouthful of the food in the bowl with the spoon she used.

"Well, it tastes good." She took another spoonful of food and brought it to her mouth.

Lan Xiao looked at the spoon he had used, and turned her face away in disgust.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to eat this chicken? Little things, you can't be picky eaters, come on, eat it obediently."

The spoon came to her mouth again.

Lan Xiao hated him so much that she couldn't even take a look at him, how could she still touch the things he used?

"Don't you eat?"

Leng Muchen looked at her looking away in disgust, his face darkened, and the bowl in his hand made a loud noise when he put it on the table.

Lan Xiao looked at one place unmoved, dazed.

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment. Leng Muchen had never been a good-tempered man. He had never been popular with such a low profile person, and he felt a little annoyed. The bandages in his hands, thinking of the scene of bringing her out of the glass house that day, his heart twitched, and the anger in his heart disappeared, replaced by a trace of remorse.

The hand that put down the bowl stretched out, brushed Lan Xiao's face, lifted her chin, and a wicked smirk appeared on the man's handsome face, "Honey, I know why you don't eat, You are forcing Ben Shao to feed you like this, aren't you?"

As he spoke, he put a spoonful of rice in his mouth with the other hand, and lowered his head.

"Go away."

Lan Xiao sensed his intentions and was almost disgusted to death. Can this bastard be any more disgusting?

The bandaged hand covered his mouth that was about to touch her lips, and his eyes widened angrily.

Holding his breath, he shouted: "I will eat, I will eat by myself."

"Well, but I want to feed you with my mouth. You can save a lot of effort after I finish chewing."

"To shut up."

"Well, okay, okay, I'll feed you with chopsticks or a spoon, and then finish this bowl of rice, okay?"

Lan Xiao stared at him without saying a word, her chest heaved up and down, obviously confused by anger.

Leng Muchen seemed unable to see that she was angry, and then asked: "Actually, you still want me to feed you with my mouth, right? Women are the most duplicity animals."

"what……"

Lan Xiao felt that she could still sit here without being pissed off, her heart was too big, or she was already numb to his shameless behavior after being tortured by this man.

"Okay, I don't really want to feed you with my mouth that much, we'll do it when we're old." He said as he put a spoonful of rice back to her mouth.

Lan Xiao was stunned watching him, and Leng Muchen was also stunned watching her recall what he had just said.

"Hehe, I actually thought of growing old with a bad-tempered woman like you. I really saw the devil."

When he lowered his head, an imperceptible look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

After hearing what he said, Lan Xiao opened her mouth to eat the meal he fed.

Stay together forever?

In her opinion, such words are just a joke, besides, it was she and Leng Muchen who felt pain in their hearts when they thought of their mother's end, and swallowed the meal with difficulty.

Afterwards, there was no more communication. Leng Muchen fed her half a bowl of rice and watched her drink a bowl of soup. He still wanted to feed her.

Lan Xiao quickly waved her hands, "I can't eat anymore."

"Oh." Leng Muchen put the custard bag handed to her to his mouth, and said thoughtfully.

"Feeding pigs is also very fun. I will contract Lan Xiao to feed you in the future. You can feel honored."

Lan Xiao didn't bother to stare at him anymore, and cursed in a low voice, "Crazy."

Lan Xiao thought that he would leave after having dinner here, but she didn't expect that this man would sit next to her and join her, watching the Korean drama played on her mobile phone.

Lan Xiao really wanted to ignore his existence

but

"What's so good about this man being so ugly? And this woman, who looks like she's had plastic surgery, her eyelids are really disgusting, and her breasts don't you think are too big?"

Lan Xiao rolled her eyes and didn't speak. She doesn't like Korean stars, but the background music in this TV series is the work of Chun Yu, a Chinese-American. He is a great music creator. The music is beautiful, touching, and touching. , let her feel an indescribable sense of familiarity, in short, she likes it very much.

"Okay, don't read it. If you want to see a good-looking man, you can just read this book? Don't waste resources."

I've seen someone who is narcissistic, but I've never seen someone who is narcissistic like this, "Leng Muchen, can you show me some face?"

"I want you."

When Leng Muchen stared into her eyes word by word and said these words, although there was a smile in those star-like eyes, Lan Xiao still caught a trace of seriousness from it.

Suddenly, a question that she was not sure of crossed her mind, she looked at him silently, trying to find the answer to the question in her heart from his face.

But the look in his eyes was too difficult to understand, she couldn't find the answer, but she was eager to know, so she asked directly: "Leng Muchen, don't you like me?"

After her question came out, she saw the man paused.

Suddenly I feel that my question is redundant, how does this kind of person know what liking is?If you like...