Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

In her hand, she held the mobile phone Leng Qianhan forced her to use. It was cyan, not the pink one Xiao Wuyang gave her.

Xiao Wuyang noticed it, and Mu Qingqian also realized it, and immediately told him:

"I'm sorry, the phone you gave me was accidentally broken, so I changed it."

"You don't need to apologize to me. If your phone is broken, just change it. It's normal. Change it to the cyan color you like."

Xiao Wuyang was very generous, but a little depressed. He should have given her more cyan ones from the beginning.

"How much does your cell phone cost? I'll pay you back."

"I got angry when you said that. The phone was given to you, and it belongs to you."

"Well, thank you."

She thanked him again, looking very polite. Xiao Wuyang didn't want this.

They continued walking and a car drove by. Mu Qingqian recognized the car and it was driven by He Yongkang. She didn't know why he came back.

He Yongkang also noticed Miss Mu in the car and wondered who she was walking with, so he didn't think much about it.

Xiao Wuyang wanted to go to the lake with Qing Qian to sit for a while, but her phone rang and she answered it immediately.

"Miss Mu, I may have to take you back to the city. My husband asked me to take you to a place."

The call was from He Yongkang. As soon as he sent Miss Mu back, he received instructions from Mr. Leng and turned back.

"Okay, wait for me downstairs in the dormitory."

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and said to Mr. Xiao:

"Mr. Xiao, I have something to do and I'm going back first. My friend came to see me, so you don't have to send me off. I don't want my friend to see you with me."

"Okay." Xiao Wuyang agreed, thinking that one day, he would let Qing Qian be by his side openly.

Mu Qingqian went back and got in the car without asking the reason. She had just had a miscarriage, and Leng Qianhan would never ask her to serve him again.

If he wants it, it doesn't matter, just obey his orders and give it to him.

The car drove back to the city, not to Leng Qianhan's villa, but according to the route, it seemed to be driving to a place she had been to before.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of a bungalow. It was indeed a place where I had been before, a new house!

"Miss Mu, Mr. Leng is inside. The door is unlocked. Just push the door open and go in."

He Yongkang didn't know that this was their new house, and thought it was the new house specially prepared by Mr. Leng for Miss Mu, because his wife came back and lived in the original villa.

This bungalow is not bigger than the original one, but it is very cozy. I hope Miss Mu likes it.

But Miss Mu refused to get out of the car, so he reminded: "Miss Mu, we're here, just go in."

Mu Qingqian shook her head, adjusted her emotions, got out of the car, and walked step by step to the place where Leng Qianhan beat her with a belt six years ago.

It was also here that she was arrested by the police and charged with child mutilation.

She begged Leng Qianhan, but he watched her being taken away, didn't help her, didn't believe her, and was even framed by him.

The unbearable pain came to her heart again. She didn't want to recall it, but letting her come back here was equivalent to adding salt to her wounds. He must have done it on purpose!

It doesn't matter anymore, it doesn't matter anymore, it's already like this, this is the only thing she can comfort herself with.

The door was unlocked, so she pushed it open gently. When she looked up, she saw the large Chinese characters hanging high in the hall. The characters were still there, but they were old and the red color was no longer bright. They were old.

The key word was broken, and there was a sunken hole in the middle, which was very obvious and irritated her eyes.

She could imagine that Leng Qianhan smashed a chair against it in anger, with a loud "pound!" sound, a hole was made, and he almost fell down.

Why doesn't it fall? Or maybe he just tore it up and still hung it there, letting her see it to remind her that she cheated on him and betrayed him, so the marriage was gone and so was the love...

He was inside, so she had to go in. Her feet seemed to be dragging heavy iron shackles step by step.

Leng Qianhan was packing things inside, looking very serious, and the house was kept spotless.

Seeing her coming, he didn't stop what he was doing and said, "There are no servants here. You have to do the work yourself. Go and cook."

He wants to eat the food she cooks and he cleans the house.

"Yes." Mu Qingqian responded and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, Leng Qianhan received a message from Mei Yun:

"Sir, Miss Mu has just been discharged from the hospital after a miscarriage. Please be careful not to do anything, especially not touch cold water."

This stupid man just ordered her to cook! When she realized what she was doing, she quickly dropped what she was doing and ran to the kitchen. Mu Qingqian had already cooked two bowls of noodles.

"The noodles are cooked, let's eat them."

"Okay." He felt warm. Either he wanted her to do something, or he wanted to eat the food she cooked, a bowl of noodles.

She was about to take the noodles out, but he actively grabbed them, took them out himself, and put them on the dining table, with a bowl of noodles for each person, placed next to each other.

He took the initiative to pull up a chair and the two of them sat down to eat noodles. The man seemed pretty good at this moment, but after taking a bite of the noodles, he started acting like a monster again, dropped his chopsticks,

"This noodles tastes terrible, even worse than the bento you made back then!" He always disliked it.

Mu Qingqian was about to take a bite of noodles when she stopped, put the noodles back into the bowl, and put down her chopsticks. If he didn't eat, she couldn't eat.

Only she knew that this bowl of clear water was already good for her in prison.

"I'm sorry, I haven't cooked in six years, and I don't know if I made bento well before. I rarely cook at home, and my mother won't let me do it."

She lowered her head and apologized in a soft voice, as if she had done something wrong and admitted it obediently.

Leng Qianhan's heart sank. He hadn't cooked for six years, which meant that he had been in jail for six years. And before she was imprisoned, her family loved her very much and took good care of her.

However, this bowl of noodles was indeed not delicious. The clear soup was watery, with only two green vegetables in it, and little oil and water.

The bento she sent to his office wasn't very tasty, but he ate it all, so she thought it was a good job.

But he didn't mean to belittle her just now, it was just for his next behavior.

He stood up from his chair and served two bowls of noodles. "If it doesn't taste good, don't make it. I'll make it!"

He still looked disgusted and looked away. He was actually looking for an excuse not to let her cook anymore.

He cursed himself in his mind. He was so stupid. She was so weak, how could she be allowed to work? Can't do it at all!

He was in the kitchen, wearing an apron, searching for recipes on his phone, and cooking noodles according to the recipes.

Mu Qingqian was still sitting at the dining table. He didn't dare to get up without speaking.

After a while, he brought out two bowls of noodles again. The first thing Mu Qingqian saw was the apron on his body. It was lace and made him look like a good family man.

But what does it have to do with her? She was just forced to be here and cater to him.

"Try it. I have a strong learning ability and a strong hands-on ability. I just learned it online. If I make it while learning, it will definitely taste better than what you make."

He put the noodles on the table and was so impressed that he cooked two bowls of noodles and praised himself to the sky.