Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

He also realized that his ugliness was an eyesore to Qingqian.

But he was also perversely happy. Qing Qian became more beautiful after removing her scar, while he became uglier. Isn't that just right? Qing Qian should be happy again!

Little did he know that when he ran to the door of the room with the footbath, the new maid screamed "Ah", covered her eyes with her hands, turned around and ran away, very scared.

The man's face instantly froze. Damn it, he didn't even close the door!

He had to kneel down like a dog or a slave to wash his feet, and then drink the water. He was kicked out. How could he face himself if someone saw him?

He wanted to go crazy and explode, but he could only comfort himself that it was okay, it was no big deal. He had forced Qingqian to drink his foot washing water in front of so many people, and he was only seen by one person.

Thinking of this, I felt a little more balanced. I closed the door, held the footbath tightly and continued to roll around happily.

The new maid was running all the way and accidentally bumped into Mei Yun.

As if she had found a lifesaver, she immediately asked the question in her mind: "Aunt Mei, is Mr. Leng a pervert?

I saw him kneeling on the ground washing his wife's feet, and drinking the water from her feet, and it was so delicious! "

Her eyes opened wide and she spoke in an extremely horrible way, as if she had seen a ghost.

Mei Yun just smiled and said, "What's the big deal? You are still young and you have never seen the world."

The new maid looked confused. What did this have to do with being worldly-wise? Even more bizarre, Aunt Mei wasn't surprised at all and even made fun of her. It was incredible!

Mei Yun said: "The person who knelt three times and kowtowed nine times to the Buddha in Dongling Temple was Mr. Leng."

"This is not right. Mr. Leng cares so much for his wife. His wife should be deeply touched and be in love with Mr. Leng!" At this moment, the new maid could not believe what she heard and saw.

"You know too little. Not all good-looking men are good men." Mei Yun was specifically referring to her Mr. Leng, what a scumbag.

“You are still young, so be careful when you meet well-dressed men in the future. Don’t be fooled by their appearance, especially those who say sweet words.

These people might be very abnormal, or even sick, and they need to be struck by lightning to be cured. After being cured, they will be like what you see. "

Mei Yun's tone was neither relaxed nor tense, as if she was talking about something happy, and then she left.

She was indeed happy. The arrogant Mr. Leng finally got his day, which made everyone happy!

Leng Qianhan carried the footbath bucket to the washroom, and poured out the water with both hands. If Qingqian didn't want him to drink it, then he wouldn't drink it. His stomach wasn't big enough to drink a whole bucket of footbath water, although it tasted good...

Mei Yun came over and looked at the wound on his face and said kindly, "Mr. Leng, you should take care of the wound first, or your wife will be scared."

Leng Qianhan subconsciously looked in the mirror. Wow, he was so ugly! No wonder Qing Qian kicked him and called him ugly.

"Well, go take a shower and change your clothes. The smell of alcohol is too strong." Mei Yun couldn't help but cover her nose, as she was smelling the man's alcohol.

Leng Qianhan also smelled himself and it was quite smelly. It would be a sin if it was smelly to the point of being mildly smelly!

He obediently went to take care of himself. In the bathroom in the room, he could vaguely see his ugly face through the misty mirror.

He remembered what An Yanshang told him after he was struck by lightning: If you want to win back Mu Qingqian, you have to maintain your assets, whether it is your power, status, or appearance.

After thinking it through, I changed my mind. It’s enough to pretend to be humble and pitiful. I must pay attention to my image!

Mu Qingqian was about to go to bed after soaking her feet. She checked her phone before going to bed and found that she had not received any message from Xiao Wuyang.

Xiao Wuyang would send her a message every night, but he didn’t tonight. She didn’t think much about it and fell asleep in a daze under the warm quilt.

I don’t know if it was because of the mugwort water, but I slept so soundly.

Leng Qianhan called a private doctor to apply medicine to him. When the medicine was applied on his face, he felt a burning pain.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He wanted Qing Qian to comfort him and hug him, but there was none!

The next day, it was dawn.

In the hospital ward, Xiao Wuyang was lying on the bed and had not woken up yet. The doctor gave him a full body examination.

He Qiuye stayed up all night anxiously. The doctor came in with the report, handed it to her, and said regretfully: "Cancer, it's already in the late stage."

"What?! Cancer? Advanced stage?" He Qiuye was shocked and couldn't believe it.

She took the report with trembling hands, but before she could take a closer look, it fell from her hands, floating silently to the ground like something irreparable.

Then she staggered and fell down on the sofa, feeling worried and afraid. She had been through many battles and had never been afraid of anything, but when she heard that her only nephew was in trouble, she couldn't help but feel scared.

How should he explain this to his father and aunt? The Xiao family will be sad, the He family will also be very sad, and both families will be heartbroken!

Tears welled up in her eyes, she wiped them away with her hands, and slowly picked up the phone to make a call. Xiao Wuyang suddenly jumped off the bed and snatched the phone from her.

"You can't call, you can't tell my father, my aunt, or Xiao Xiao, you can't tell anyone!

They will go find Qing Qian, they will definitely go find Qing Qian, I can't let Qing Qian be sad, Qing Qian has already broken up with me!"

He Qiuye looked at him in shock. He didn't quite understand what he was saying and felt that he was a little incoherent, but he himself was extremely clear-headed.

"They clearly opposed Qingqian and I being together and had already forced her to leave. Now that I'm in trouble, they're trying to blackmail Qingqian into staying with me until I die.

But Qing Qian will be very sad. Her health is not good and her mood is unstable. She won't be able to bear it. I can't drag her down and let her die with me!"

Xiao Wuyang was very emotional and talked directly about death, which sounded serious.

He picked up the report form on the ground and looked at it, clenching it tightly with both hands. The illness came too quickly and too suddenly, but he believed this fact because he couldn't let Qing Qian know about this and couldn't hesitate at all.

He Qiuye was still on the sofa. Xiao Wuyang was afraid that his aunt would not keep his condition a secret, so he simply knelt down in front of her, put his hands on her shoulders, and almost cried and begged her:

"Aunt, I beg you, please don't tell my family about my illness first, I beg you..."

He Qiuye understood everything he said, and was deeply hurt. Even with a sob in her throat, she still wanted to tell him:

"It's fine. Don't think too much. Treat your illness first and you'll get better."

With tears in her eyes, she thought of hope and hoped that her nephew would give her hope, but the cancer was already in the late stage and the doctor sighed beside her.

In the late stage of cancer, there is no possibility of treatment at all. The survival rate is at least half a year at the slowest and no more than three months at the fastest.

He Qiuye and Xiao Wuyang did not doubt the result because Xiao Wuyang's mother died of cancer.