Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

Mr. Leng said, you don’t deserve a child, you can kill a five-year-old child with poison!

And this is a wild species, he said to feed it to the dogs! "

"No, he's not a bastard. I didn't have my period two months before I went to prison. The child was obviously full term..."

She tried her best to explain, but she couldn't move because her lower body was anesthetized and she had a fresh opening in her stomach.

"Hmph, you still want to quibble?" The nurse's eyes were terrifyingly ferocious.

"Mr. Leng doesn't believe you at all. In his eyes, you are just a promiscuous woman!

Mr. Leng has already told me that the child will be fed to the dogs after birth!

Otherwise, do you think that the treatment in prison has really improved during the past few months in solitary confinement?

It's just to feed the dogs today, making you miserable and desperate, with no hope of redemption! "

The nurse was heart-wrenching every word, specifically singling out her pain, just to make her suffer and despair, Leng Qianhan's instructions.

"But don't be too sad. This child didn't cry when he was born, so he might have died. Feed it to the dog!"

"don't want……"

"Ah, um, ah..."

Mu Qingqian was in pain on the bed, making sounds and sweating on her forehead.

"My child! He is not a bastard. Don't feed it to dogs. Don't..."

She kept struggling and moving on the bed, but she just couldn't wake up. It was like when she had a caesarean section under anesthesia, her body couldn't move, and she couldn't save her child.

"He's not a bastard! Don't! He's not a bastard, don't..."

She kept shouting that she was not a bastard, no, no, no.

"Qing Qian! Qing Qian..."

Xiao Wuyang was calling her, sensing her fear, and wanted her to wake up.

"My child, no!"

Mu Qingqian woke up at the last shout and sat up suddenly, her eyes filled with tears.

Xiao Wuyang immediately hugged her tightly, "Qingqian, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you have a nightmare."

"No, this is not a dream, wuwu..."

Mu Qingqian cried in his arms, feeling very sad.

"This is not a dream, my child is dead.

He didn't cry when he was born, and he was thrown into the trash can and fed to dogs. I didn't even hear a cry from him. He died, whimper...

I hate him, he is so cruel, wuwu..."

Mu Qingqian trembled as she spoke, ultimately expressing her hatred for Leng Qianhan.

Tears kept falling, soaking Xiao Wuyan's clothes. Xiao Wuyang hugged her and patted her back again and again.

"As long as I'm here, don't be afraid. I won't let you get hurt again in the future."

When he said "I'm here," Mu Qingqian felt a sense of security and her body stabilized.

She knew that the man holding her now was different from Leng Qianhan!

In the past, she didn't recognize Leng Qianhan clearly. She had a good feeling for him so she stayed with him, but it turned into a tragedy that ruined her life.

At the bungalow, Mu Qingqian did not come back, and the bodyguard called Leng Qianhan to report:

"Boss, I'm sorry, we haven't found Miss Mu yet. Through the surveillance, we saw that Miss Mu left the hotel alone last night, but after leaving the hotel, she happened to walk into the surveillance blind spot, and the lights were dark, so we didn't see where she went in the end. "

"Look, keep looking, we must find her! What will happen to her, you are the only one to ask!"

Leng Qianhan was angry, anxious and worried. Mu Qingqian hadn't been found yet, so he had to go back and care about his son first. He had to take care of both ends.

He squatted in front of his son, touched his little head, and asked him with concern:

"Little Pudding, where did you live before? Who were you with?"

In addition to caring about his son, he also thought that he might be able to learn something about the past through his son.

Before Little Pudding could answer, Leng Shizun ran over, raised his finger, tapped Leng Qianhan's head, and cursed:

"My dear great-grandson, if you don't want to mention the past, don't ask about it. You're still asking here, and you're only now caring about him. Where did you go before?!"

Leng Qianhan bit his lip in pain. Grandpa knocked him hard and he could hear the sound.

He was not convinced and stood up, "Why don't you want to mention it? If you don't tell me, how will I know?"

He didn't know anything, so Leng Shizun knocked down hard with his finger again, wishing he could smash his head to pieces.

"Are you still not convinced? I just told you, and you still ask so many questions, so you just know to ask!"

Leng Shizun was so angry that he even knocked his grandson on the head, but Leng Qianhan didn't even try to hide, he just looked at the pain and endured it.

Little Pudding looked at his grandfather and grandson. He didn't think the painting style was bad, but felt they were very loving, and couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, An Yanshang came and brought many gifts, all of which were children's toys, including Ultraman, toy pistols, remote control racing cars, Transformers, etc., all of which were given to little Pudding.

Ask him: "Do you like it?"

Little Pudding said directly: "I don't like it."

"Why?! Don't you little boys just like toys like Superman and pistols?"

An Yanshang almost got angry with him, but at least he bought it specially for him.

Little Pudding said sincerely: "I just don't like it, it's too childish."

"You are quite mature for your young age. If you don't like these, what do you like? I'll buy them for you." An Yanshang felt that he was being generous.

"I like airplanes, cannons, and rockets, really."

An Yanshang frowned, this kid's ideals are too lofty!

He can't afford big guns and rockets, but he can probably buy a small airplane.

"Normal people can't get what you like. Do you want to make it yourself?" An Shangyan wanted to dampen his spirit.

"I can't make it now as a child, but I will when I grow up. I want to use it to protect my mother."

"Great!" An Yanshang gave him a thumbs up and praised him. He didn't have a mother at a young age but he still had a heart that loved his mother.

"You know, you are the result of a shot from your father." An Shangyan joked with him, he just liked to joke.

But Little Pudding took it seriously and said to him seriously: "I know, what my dad shoots is a meat cannon, and the cannon I just mentioned is a real gun."

An Yanshang frowned fiercely again, feeling extremely embarrassed and feeling defeated by a five-year-old child.

I think he doesn't understand, but he understands it very well. He can make people speechless just by relying on his strength, and he can kill people in minutes.

So, he stopped chatting with the younger one and turned to chat with the elder one, saying loudly:

"I found out that you have double standards! You blamed Mu Qingqian for cheating on her, but you had such a big illegitimate child with another woman."

He was talking about Leng Qianhan, just to belittle him, it was too irritating. He also thought that Mu Qingqian's child was dead, so he didn't think about her.

Before Leng Qianhan could respond, Leng Shizun came over in a hurry again.

"My great-great-grandson is not an illegitimate child, you are an illegitimate child, you are an illegitimate child, you are an illegitimate child!"

While scolding, he patted An Yanshang's head vigorously, completely disregarding etiquette and status.

He would get angry with anyone who spoke ill of his good great-grandson, especially the word illegitimate, which made him very angry.

"Yes, yes, I am an illegitimate child, and your great-great-grandson is a treasure, a treasure that is loved by millions."