Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

She was extremely sarcastic and disgusted with him. He had played with her before, over and over again, and she was much more miserable than the person in the video.

"I was wrong..." Leng Qianhan immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake, like a good puppy, but he still wanted to defend himself: "They bullied you, I was punishing them for you."

Mu Qingqian criticized again with a stern look: "You like to punish others so much, why don't you punish yourself first? The biggest fault is you!"

"If you want, I can record it and show it to you." The puppy man said with a blushing face and lowered his head. He was really shameless.

Mu Qingqian rolled her eyes and turned away. She had clearly told him not to show her these videos anymore!

Leng Qianhan tactfully did not follow her, knowing that he had made her angry again.

His eyes specifically looked at the health-preserving scented tea on the table. She had drunk quite a bit of it. He looked back at her. The first step of the plan had been successful, and they were about to proceed to the next step.

Mu Qingqian was about to go upstairs, but before she reached the stairs she suddenly felt dizzy, but she didn't fall down, she just didn't seem to be conscious.

She stopped and held her forehead with her hand. Leng Qianhan immediately stepped forward to support her. She fell into his arms in a daze.

The servant was worried and ran over to ask, "Sir, what happened to the lady?"

Leng Qianhan ignored her and picked up his phone to make a call: "Prepare to start the operation."

"Surgery?! What kind of surgery does Madam need? What happened to Madam?!" The new maid was young and her eyes were wide open in shock.

Leng Qianhan was getting impatient, "If you don't want to be fired, shut up and mind your own business!"

Leng Qian carried the person away with a cold breath, and the maid stood there in a daze.

Well, she came from the country and didn't want to be fired, so she could work as a nanny here for a long time with a high salary, which was higher than those white-collar workers working in offices.

Leng Qianhan quickly carried Mu Qingqian to the building at the back. This entire building was prepared as a medical building for her. If there was any health problem, she could be sent here within a few minutes.

Mu Qingqian was placed on a mobile bed. She was still conscious. Leng Qianhan's face kept flashing in front of her eyes. She hated it.

Leng Qianhan pushed the bed carefully. With his warm and loving face, he looked at her lovingly and said softly:

"Qing Qian, don't be afraid. It's just a scar removal surgery. It won't be dangerous. Once the scars on your face are removed, you will look better and better."

"No, I don't want to..." Mu Qingqian heard his words and tears started falling as soon as she said no.

She wanted to remove the scar on her face, but it wasn't removed by this man. It should have been fine, but it became him.

If it was this man, she would rather the scar never be removed, because this scar was caused by this man!

She was anxious and wanted to struggle and escape, but her body could not move and she was in a state of anesthesia.

The man's voice still lingered in my ears: "Qingqian, don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be fine, don't be afraid..."

He coaxed her gently, stroked her head, and sent her to the operating room. Mu Qingqian fell asleep.

An hour later, the operation was completed with great success.

The dean reported to Leng Qianhan: "Boss Leng, the operation was very successful, and Madam won't see the scar on her face when she wakes up.

It’s just that Madam’s health is not good, and her complexion and skin color still need to be slowly moisturized by physical conditioning. She must pay attention to nutrition and rest on a regular basis.”

"Ah."

Leng Qianhan hummed, and the dean was flattered. He never thought that the president of the Leng Group would be so obedient!

Mu Qingqian was sent back to her room and slept for a long time.

Leng Qianhan stayed by the bed, his eyes fixed on her face.

The scar on her face had completely disappeared and she looked much better, and he was very happy.

Qing Qian would probably be happy when she wakes up. In this way, he would be able to face Qing Qian more calmly.

After looking for a long time, he got up and took a shower in the bathroom in Qingqian's room.

Before she finished washing, Mu Qingqian suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes, threw back the quilt, ran to the mirror, and threw herself in front of the mirror to look at her face.

The scars on my face are gone, not even a trace!

She was so angry that she took out a pair of scissors from the drawer of the dressing table and stabbed herself in the face.

"Qingqian, don't!" Leng Qianhan shouted in shock and ran out.

His lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel, and water was dripping from his hair. He was frightened, but fortunately he grabbed her hand holding the scissors in time.

"Why do you hurt yourself like this?" He held her hand tightly and asked her softly, his voice choked with sobs and tears.

"Why? Because the scar on my face was caused by you. Why do you think you can erase it and eliminate your sin?" She was angry, and her angry face was terrible.

Then she struggled hard, and he clearly felt her strength. He didn't know where she got the strength to break free, and the scissors stabbed towards her face again.

He was scared to death, and held it tightly again, "Qing Qian, I beg you not to hurt yourself. If you are angry, just come to me. You can scold me, hit me, or stab me with these scissors, but just don't hurt yourself..."

He begged her and cried quietly. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the moisture in his eyes was from tears or from water dripping from his hair.

"Ah, um, ah..."

Mu Qingqian didn't care what he said. She struggled to grab the scissors with both hands and shouted loudly, like a madman.

Leng Qianhan snatched it from her in panic, and she was particularly strong at this time!

In the chaotic scramble, the scissors accidentally cut Leng Qianhan's arm, and blood flowed out instantly. Mu Qingqian was still busy grabbing the scissors and insisted on piercing her own face.

The man didn't care about himself, he held her hand with the scissors together, and begged her again: "Qing Qian, don't be like this, your parents will always come to see you, if you hurt yourself, they will be distressed and worried.

"Be good, for your parents, put down the scissors, okay? Your parents want to see you well!"

He begged her to be good, his voice always filled with tears. Only when Mu Qingqian heard that her parents had finally calmed down did Leng Qianhan take the scissors from her hand.

He didn't care about his bleeding arm, and carried Qingqian back to the bed. He then hurriedly called the servants to take away the sharp weapons in the room, all those that were even slightly dangerous.

Mu Qingqian calmed down, but sat on the bed in a daze. Perhaps because she had gone too crazy just now, she gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

Leng Qianhan was still frightened and couldn't calm down for a long time.

He thought Qing Qian would at least be a little happy, but she wanted to hurt herself and recreate the scar he had removed for her.

In fact, he knew it best that performing scar removal surgery on her would not only remove the scars, but also remove his sins.

But Qing Qian didn't want to, and would rather have a scar than alleviate his guilt.

She hated him more than he had imagined. She suddenly felt powerless and frustrated, and her heart was very tired.

For a moment, he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

Living together, they are actually hurting each other, and the one who is hurt more deeply may be him.