Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

He was once a high and mighty boss, but now he has fallen to such a state. He pays these people salaries, but they bully him, monitor and control him, and restrict his personal freedom!

But think about it again, for Qingqian, for her son, and for the happiness of their family of three, she has to endure it even if she doesn't want to!

He sighed deeply in his heart, wondering if his son was still angry with him. Ever since he was tortured to death by the family punishment and now he got sick, his son hasn't come to see him once.

He could only comfort himself that at least his son cared about him and was willing to provide him with urine to treat his illness.

An Yanshang was finally able to go home after a busy day. The first thing he saw when he got home was his wife, who had just received her marriage certificate. He apologized to her as soon as they met.

"Sorry, sorry, the hospital really has an emergency and has been busy until now."

"It's okay, you're a doctor, I can understand." His wife is Zhang Min, who has always been sensible.

They got the marriage certificate suddenly and both parties seemed a little shy. There was no emotional foundation and they thought it was a relationship of mutual respect.

At night, Leng Qianhan had a fever because the wound on his back had split open.

He was lying on the bed, delirious with fever. Leng Shizun, leaning on a cane, slowly approached his grandson with a hunched back and sat down beside the bed.

Wiping away tears, he said in a sobbing voice: "Qianhan, you are my grandson, how could grandpa not feel sorry for you!?

It’s all Grandpa’s fault. He has always been strict in teaching you and asking you to do things, and he didn’t pay attention to your physical and mental condition. He kept blaming you when you got sick, and even used family rules to beat you, wuwu…”

He whimpered twice, cried quietly, hiding his tears, in great pain.

Leng Qianhan consciously propped himself up, turned to look at his grandfather, his eyes also moist.

He felt guilty towards his grandfather for making him worry again and again.

He wanted to comfort his grandfather but didn't know where to start. Since he was a child, he has not been very good at expressing his feelings to his family.

Leng Shizun wiped away his tears, reached out and touched his grandson's head, full of pity, and encouraged him:

"Don't be afraid. If you are sick, just treat it. Doctor An said it can be cured! Grandpa, your mother, sister, and little pudding all support you!"

"kindness."

Leng Qianhan was firm and his tears were deeper because he deeply felt his grandfather's love and care.

His grandfather is not just strict with him. In fact, he cares about him very much and his family is his strong support.

It was late at night, and Leng Shizun went home. Leng Qianhan had a fever and was lying on the bed, reaching for his phone to send a message to Qingqian.

He explained his condition to Qing Qian and said he would take good care of it. He also complained pitifully that the electroshock therapy was painful and wanted her to hug him and comfort him.

But Mu Qingqian would never receive his message and had already blocked him.

He himself knows that this is his persistence.

The next morning, the warm sunshine shone into the An family, and the newlyweds An Yanshang and Zhang Min woke up in their wedding bed.

The clothes on the floor were scattered all over the place, and the two people in the bed were naked.

As soon as he woke up, An Yanshang hugged his newlywed wife again and held her tightly in his arms.

I thought they were in a respectful relationship, and I didn't expect them to go to bed together. It was really a love story, full of affection and passion!

In fact, the two of them had already developed feelings for each other in their hearts. She admired his dominance when he helped her, and he was attracted by her strong yet fragile side.

An Yanshang was lazily lying in bed, hugging his wife and unwilling to get up. He felt extremely happy and couldn't help but murmur with emotion:

"You said that everyone else has found happiness, so why is Leng Qianhan so pitiful? If he can't get a wife, his son will probably be gone too."

Zhang Min was originally shy in his arms, but when she heard him say that, she immediately turned around angrily:

"What's there to be pitied about? He deserves it! He deserves to be struck by lightning for the evil things he did to Mu Qing!"

She suddenly yelled at her husband, and An Yanshang was almost scared.

He quickly said, "Yes, yes, he deserves it, he deserves to be struck by lightning!

Don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry at someone like him. It will only harm your health.

As long as we are happy, it doesn't matter if he is pitiful or not. I will scold him every time I see him. Who made him bully a woman? "

An Yanshang was also very angry and had long felt indignant for Mu Qingqian.

"That's pretty much it!"

Zhang Min calmed down and returned to the arms of her newlywed husband to enjoy her happiness.

Mu Qingqian was recuperating at home with her parents. Time passed quietly and everything seemed peaceful.

I don’t know why, but I always feel like something is missing in my heart, like there’s a void that will only make me feel at ease when it’s filled.

One day, I was invited to Jian's house to play Go with Jian Xiaoming.

This is the agreement between Jian Xiaoming and Sister Qingqian. After a long wait, it can finally come true!

The first game was over, Jian Xiaoming won, and Mu Qingqian was obviously suspected of letting him win. She raised her thumbs up and praised him:

"Xiao Ming, you won, awesome!"

"Thank you, Sister Qingqian, you are so beautiful!"

Jian Xiaoming did not expose her for being so lax. Instead, he praised her for being beautiful and said it came from the heart without any falsehood.

Mu Qingqian put on some makeup today and wore a light-colored dress. Jian Xiaoming thought she looked so elegant and beautiful!

While playing chess, his eyes would occasionally stare at Sister Qingqian's delicate and beautiful face, which was a feast for the eyes.

He should have lost the game since he was so distracted, but Mu Qingqian let him win to encourage him. After all, he was still a child.

"Xiao Ming, we were playing chess and you suddenly said I was beautiful. I felt embarrassed!" Mu Qingqian felt something was weird.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Sister Qingqian is beautiful! I said from the beginning that Sister Qingqian is beautiful. Children have the sharpest eyes and they won't lie."

Jian Xiaoming boasted proudly, recalling the first day he met Sister Qingqian, the first thing he said was that Sister Qingqian was beautiful.

At that time, his eyesight had not yet recovered and he could not see clearly, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that Sister Qingqian was beautiful.

"You were not playing chess seriously just now. Don't think I can't see it. If you are not careful, you will lose!"

Mu Qingqian pretended to be angry, this child seemed to have some "wrong" thoughts.

Jian Xiaoming quickly coaxed her, "Sister Qingqian, don't be angry. I'm giving Sister Qingqian a gift. I haven't given Sister Qingqian a gift before."

"What gift?" Mu Qingqian was surprised. This kid is quite thoughtful.

"A mask that replenishes moisture, whitens and removes spots. Girls should use more masks to beautify their skin and look beautiful!"

He took out several boxes of beautifully packaged facial masks from under the table, placed them on the table and pushed them over to Sister Qingqian.

Mu Qingqian was reluctant to accept it, so he added, "I know Xiao Wuyang bought you a lot of skin care products, all of which are expensive. But skin care products don't require the most expensive or the best, but rather require the right one."

"What you said makes sense." Mu Qingqian thought of Xiao Wuyang, her boyfriend. He bought her a lot of skin care products, and he only picked the most expensive and best ones.

She criticized him before, but he always said in a domineering manner that he had a lot of money and was willful, and added that he loved spending money on her.