Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

This was something related to that man, and she threw it away as if it were worn out and had no use for it anymore, with disgust.

She felt better now. She walked out of the room and went downstairs. Now she was not afraid of Leng Qianhan at all.

"Qingqian, you're awake!"

Leng Qianhan was happy to see Qingqian coming down from upstairs. He was so happy that he didn't notice that her eyes were blurred by tears.

He just came out of the kitchen, carrying chicken soup, which was steaming and fragrant.

The man's face was so red and swollen, but he still had to wear an apron and work in the kitchen cooking. He looked both pitiful and ridiculous.

But he was willing to do so. This was his love for Qingqian, and he wanted to cook every meal for her personally.

He put the chicken soup on the table and waved to her tenderly: "Come, you must be hungry, have a bowl of chicken soup first."

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair for her, served her chicken soup, and placed chopsticks and spoons in place. His movements were all done in one smooth motion, filled with love for her.

Mu Qingqian did not respond, and her face was expressionless. She walked over coldly and sat down on the chair he had prepared for her.

Leng Qianhan was happy and was busy handing her a spoon. Mu Qingqian took it and drank the chicken soup he had cooked. She was hungry.

"Be careful, it's hot. I'll bring out the other dishes. They're already prepared."

After saying that, he got busy again, bringing dish after dish. The two of them had several dishes that were all delicious and tasty.

After all the dishes and rice were served, he sat down to eat with her, very satisfied with his performance.

Mu Qingqian didn't say a word, just lowered her head and ate quietly, not even wanting to look at him.

Leng Qianhan was very happy. He was eating and didn't know if he was full. He put down his chopsticks and said, "Qingqian, I have something to tell you."

He spoke seriously, but Mu Qingqian ignored him and concentrated on eating.

But she didn't respond, so Leng Qianhan stared at her pitifully. He didn't dare to say anything without her consent.

Mu Qingqian felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and said rudely: "If you have something to say, say it now! If you have something to fart, fart now!"

Leng Qianhan got permission and immediately said, “I’m sorry for what happened eight years ago. At that time, I didn’t believe you because of my mental and physical illness.

I already know that you certainly didn't want to do that, you were drugged, and you are innocent, the man just slept with you, he didn't actually do anything to you."

His voice was soft at the beginning, but he became excited and noticeably louder at the end, with affectionate eyes.

If I tell Qingqian the truth, she will probably be happy because she has not been tainted.

He was looking forward to her happiness, but he heard the rice bowl hit Bai Jing's dining table with a "thump", which was a very harsh sound.

After a closer look, Qing Qian's expression changed. It was no longer angry, but sarcastic and gloomy.

He said this to please her, but in fact it disgusted her.

She asked him, "I was innocent then, how do you know I am innocent now?"

Leng Qianhan was stunned. He didn't know what she meant and couldn't react.

She explained to him: "I have been with Xiao Wuyang for a while, so wouldn't I have sex with him?"

Her words were extremely sharp, like a bucket of cold water poured down on him that instantly extinguished the joy he had been feeling for a long time, and like solidified cement that blocked his throat, making it impossible for him to utter a single sound.

Although his strange disease has been cured, how could he not feel uncomfortable when he heard that his beloved woman had sex with another man!

The difference was that he controlled himself and didn't get angry at her. However, the more he controlled himself, the more uncomfortable he felt. If he didn't explode, he would have to hold the discomfort in himself, and he had to endure it even if he didn't want to.

He was not full yet, so the meal suddenly lost its flavor, but he wanted to continue eating and ignore the topic he brought up, but Mu Qingqian would not let him go.

"Leng Qianhan," she called him loudly on purpose, asking him to listen carefully.

“They say that you only get together with someone when your heart is empty. When I was with Wu Yang, my heart was already empty.

Now, I am with you, but my heart is not empty, my heart is still full of peace. "

Mu Qingqian said it bluntly. She didn't want to have any communication with him, but since he wanted to provoke her, she would tell him clearly.

As she wished, Leng Qianhan felt extremely uncomfortable, but Mu Qingqian slowly picked up the food and ate it, saying as she ate:

"Although I have obtained a marriage certificate and live with you, I don't love you. You are not even as good as a finger of Wuyang.

I think you also know that I got married with you just for safety reasons, and it has nothing to do with love with you or anything else!"

"I know, but please don't say it anymore, I beg you not to say it anymore..."

Leng Qianhan lowered his head and begged her, tears welling up in his eyes. Every word she said was like a sharp knife cutting his heart.

He tried hard not to cry, which was the last bit of strength he had as a man.

However, Mu Qingqian attacked him on purpose, and she wanted to pay him back double for Wuyang's sadness.

Suddenly, the dishes and chopsticks fell to the ground with a loud bang, which was so scary that Leng Qianhan's heart was startled.

She stood up suddenly again, propped her hands on the edge of the dining table, and yelled at him: "You are talking so easily now, the scar on my face and the kidney I lost are all caused by you!"

She couldn't hold back her emotions and shouted out, specifically mentioning her scars and her kidneys, to vent her anger and grief.

If she wasn't so ugly, perhaps Wuyang's family wouldn't have such a big opinion of her.

Or maybe if she hasn't lost a kidney and can still get pregnant and have a baby, it doesn't matter if she's a little ugly, as long as she can give birth to a baby for Wuyang.

But, she has become like this, and if she loses Wuyang, then she will suffer and perish together with the man in front of her!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Leng Qianhan lowered his head and said sorry in a very low voice.

Mu Qingqian was completely disdainful and looked at him coldly: "I'm full, don't come to my room to disturb me no matter what!"

She seemed invincible now, her emotions changing at will. Finally, she left as if nothing had happened after saying this, leaving Leng Qianhan alone, miserable and pitiful.

He didn't dare to look at her leaving back, so he naturally couldn't eat anymore. He stood up from the dining chair and dragged his heavy feet to Qingqian's broken bowl.

There was her unfinished rice on the ground, and the bowl was broken into pieces, just like their broken love.

His heart felt like it was being cut by the sharp pieces of porcelain from a rice bowl, cutting into his heart one by one, and he kept crying and bleeding.

He endured the pain, squatted down, knelt on one knee on the ground, and picked up the broken bowl that Qingqian had dropped with his bare hands.

His finger was accidentally cut, and bright red blood flowed out due to the stinging pain, but he still used his hand to pick up the sharp porcelain pieces. This was what he deserved.

It’s just that no matter how hurt he is, Qing Qian won’t feel sorry for him at all. This is his saddest thing...

That night, Leng Qianhan didn't dare to go to Mu Qingqian's room because she had specifically instructed him not to.

The next day, the servant cleaned Mu Qingqian's room. The garbage was not thrown away directly, but brought to Leng Qianhan.

“Mr. Leng, this is the trash can taken out from Madam’s room. You’d better take a look. It seems that some documents have been destroyed.”