Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

"Why can't Xiao Wuyang protect my mother? He has always been protecting my mother. Xiao Wuyang helped my mother solve many of her problems, including getting rid of that bastard Leng Qianhan."

Little Pudding asked the question. He had a clear mind and stood firmly on Xiao Wuyang's side.

Da Zhuang did not answer Xiao Pudding, but said to Xiao Wuyang: "You may not know yet, yesterday, your cousin and aunt both came to see Miss Mu.

You must know what their purpose is. Your aunt harassed Miss Mu at your mother's grave and wouldn't let her leave. She even said she wanted to hit her head against your mother's tombstone and die."

Da Zhuang made it clear that he did not call Miss Mu "Madam" in front of Xiao Wuyang in order to save his face and also to avoid provoking him too much and causing trouble.

Xiao Wuyang was dumbfounded. He suddenly lost all his strength and almost couldn't stand. He didn't know, he didn't know!

He had a nice chat with Qingqian yesterday. Qingqian said she was fine and asked him not to worry.

But today I inexplicably received a text message from Qingqian saying "blessings", but it turned out to be about our breakup, and I couldn't contact Qingqian since then.

It must be because of the dilemma caused by his cousin and aunt that Qingqian decided to give up their love, the love that he had finally pursued!

Little Pudding listened to what Da Zhuang said and said nothing more. He also understood that his mother was sacrificing herself for others as his grandmother said.

In the morning, he witnessed with his own eyes that the neighbor aunt came to make a fuss. His mother came not only for Xiao Wuyang, but also for the neighbor aunt's son.

Since it is mom's decision, let's just leave it at that for now. He will be more sensible and work harder to make mom happy.

Little Pudding followed Dazhuang away, and by the time Xiao Wuyang came to his senses, the car had already driven away and disappeared into the distance.

Da Zhuang took Xiao Bu Pudding to the villa, and Xiao Bu Pudding also felt that this place was quiet and suitable for his mother to recuperate.

It’s just that grandpa and grandma are not with mom, so she must be very worried.

Little Pudding quickened his pace, walked in front of Dazhuang, entered the house, and saw his father sitting on the sofa.

My father was wearing a neat suit, sitting upright with his legs crossed, and looking down slightly at the office documents in his hands.

Putting aside other things, my father is still tall and handsome, and has an inviolable aura of strength.

Little Pudding walked straight over to his father. The man realized his son's arrival, put down the documents in his hand, smiled kindly and said:

"Little Pudding is here!"

Little Pudding ignored his concern and asked directly: "Where is my mother?"

Leng Qianhan felt his son's hostility, but he was not worried.

Because as Qingqian said, he is a son after all, so it is not a difficult matter.

"Mom is in the room upstairs. She just fell asleep. She's a little tired today."

Little Pudding did not rush to the room to find his mother, but continued talking to his father.

"I know that mom came back to you not because she wanted to reconcile with you, but because of Xiao Wuyang and the neighbor's uncle."

Leng Qianhan did not deny it, but hearing someone else say it clearly hurt his heart.

He stood calmly in front of his son, bent slightly, and placed his hands lightly on his son's shoulders.

"Little Pudding, believe in Dad. Dad will work hard to get Mom's forgiveness and let our family of three live happily."

"It's useless to believe that you are not rewarded for all your efforts."

Leng Qianhan couldn't help but frown. His son was just a child, how could it be so difficult to brainwash him!

So, he proudly took the dazzling red book from the table and opened it to show his son.

"Mom and Dad have already obtained their marriage certificate. From now on, Mom and Dad are legally married."

"What's the use of getting the marriage certificate? It's just a piece of waste paper with no substance. Mom doesn't love you at all and won't even hold a wedding with you."

"Can't you just hope for your father to get better!" Leng Qianhan complained resentfully. How could his son be so sharp-tongued!

"I just want my mother to be healthy and happy. Other things are dispensable."

This is what he sincerely hopes for. As long as his mother is well, it doesn’t matter if he is not. He said to his father again with absolute certainty:

"If it weren't for my mother, I wouldn't even look at you!"

Leng Qianhan felt so heartbroken. This heartless son was his biological son!

"Which room is mom in? I'll go see mom."

"It's in the room on the right on the third floor. Keep your voice down and don't disturb mom."

Little Pudding went upstairs quietly and just looked at his mother quietly at the door. He only looked for a short while before leaving.

Leng Qianhan was concentrating on reading the documents again. His son walked towards the door and called out:

"Where are you going?" He didn't expect his son to come down so soon.

"I went back to my grandparents' house. My mom wasn't at home, and my grandparents were worried, so I went back to be with them.

My mother must have wanted me to do this, and I am a sensible child."

"Yes." Leng Qianhan agreed, "Dad asks you for one thing, don't tell grandpa, grandma, and mom that mom is here yet."

"I know. If grandpa and grandma knew, they would definitely come looking for me. Mom needs some quiet time."

Leng Qianhan was relieved that his son understood everything.

"I'm leaving. When mom wakes up, tell her that I was here. Tell her that I'm with grandpa and grandma, so she can rest assured."

"it is good."

The father and son reached a consensus that everything was for the woman they loved most.

At dusk, when the sun sets, the villa becomes even more peaceful.

Leng Qianhan cooked dinner himself tonight, not because the food he cooked was so delicious, but because he wanted to do everything for Qingqian and treat her wholeheartedly. She was his one and only beloved one.

The two of them had dinner together. Mu Qingqian didn't eat much, but not too little either. Leng Qianhan was satisfied.

Picking up the soup bowl, he asked her softly, "Would you like another bowl of soup?"

He still hoped that she would drink an extra bowl of soup, so he specially cooked it for several hours to nourish her body.

Mu Qingqian shook her head and said nothing. Leng Qianhan put down the bowl of soup and did not force her.

Then he handed her a tissue. She took it and wiped the oil off her mouth, stood up from the dining table, and walked to the yard to take a walk to digest her food.

The last rays of sunset have faded away, and the lights in the yard were lit early, very bright.

Leng Qianhan accompanied her silently behind her. He would not say anything unless she asked any questions, for fear of disturbing her, afraid that she would be unhappy or even disgusted with him.

After a while, Mu Qingqian returned to her room and closed the door. Leng Qianhan went downstairs to wash the dishes. He couldn't always follow her, as if he was monitoring her. She would not like it.

Mu Qingqian called Leng Qianhan's bodyguard: "Da Zhuang, please help me do something. Keep an eye on Xie Dongyang to see if his relationship with his mother has improved and if he is willing to find someone to date."

"Yes, I will definitely do what the madam ordered, but do I need to tell the boss about this?"

Da Zhuang asked for permission and said that if his wife did not allow it, he would definitely keep it secret from his boss.

"what ever."

In Mu Qingqian's opinion, this incident let Leng Qianhan know that it had no impact on her, and he was more than happy.

Da Zhuang handled the matter properly and reported to his wife a few days later:

"Madam, Xie Dongyang's relationship with his mother is still strained. His mother forces him to date He Xiaoxiao every day, but he won't listen. His mother is going crazy."

"I see."

Mu Qingqian answered the phone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, appearing very calm. Then she contacted Xie Dongyang without hesitation and asked him to meet.