Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

"what……"

Mu Qingqian screamed. She had no strength left and her hands were shaking, but she still wanted to smash it.

Yin Lanju was worried about her and moved a chair over to her. "Qingqian, stop smashing it. I'll help you..."

They started smashing things right away, using chairs to smash them. Plaster fragments flew everywhere, falling more and faster.

Mu Qingqian didn't stop. She felt her own madness and her emotions could no longer be controlled.

For the sake of her family, she has tried very hard to restrain herself and calm herself down, but why does this Leng family want to torture her again and again, constantly provoking her pain for their own purposes, endlessly!

The relief painting covered almost the entire wall. Mu Qingqian and Yin Lanju were struggling. Mei Yun also brought a new servant over and started smashing it together with hammers.

It’s not that she didn’t want to help Mr. Leng, she was just worried that Miss Mu’s body couldn’t hold on. Miss Mu would only stop after she finished smashing the painting.

Finally, all the three-dimensional relief paintings were smashed, shattered into pieces, and the ground was in chaos.

Mu Qingqian supported her weak body with her hands on her knees, her breathing was rapid, and her forehead was covered with sweat. She was tired, but still holding on.

Leng Qianhan finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees again, kneeling at Mu Qingqian's feet, with the fallen plaster fragments on his knees.

She cried and begged humbly: "Qing Qian, please give me a chance for the sake of our child and love me again, okay?

Our child has been without a father and a mother since he was young. He needs the love of his father and mother. If we give him a complete family, we will all be happy..."

He ended up using moral blackmail again, and he himself hated moral blackmail very much.

But he didn't expect Mu Qingqian to yell at him: "I don't have a child! My child is dead, he died right after he was born!

You cut him out of my belly and threw him in the trash can and fed him to the dogs! You killed your own child!"

Mu Qingqian yelled madly, her pupils dilated visibly, and everyone was shocked. Her child was obviously not dead. She was mentally ill!

She couldn't accept the hypocritical flattery of the Leng family, couldn't accept the pain of the past, and if she couldn't accept it, she would become mentally disturbed and collapse again.

Leng Qianhan felt mixed emotions and was extremely anxious. He moved his knees forward, closer to her, and said in a trembling voice:

"Our child is not dead, and I don't want to kill him. Believe me..."

He stretched out his hands to touch her, but Mu Qingqian pulled his hands back angrily and yelled again:

"I don't believe you! You never believed me!"

Not believing in her was like a flood bursting a dam. For Mu Qingqian, this was the root of her tragedy.

If this man had believed her once eight years ago, she would not have spent six years in prison and endured such inhuman torture.

He ruined her life!

These words were considered mild, there were even more powerful ones: "Even if he is not dead, he is still a bastard and a wicked person, I will strangle him to death!

Because he has a demon like you as his father, and your blood flows in his veins. Strangling him to death is to clear the world of evil, so that he won't harm people like you in the future!"

Mu Qingqian clearly had no strength left, but she was still able to roar like this. Everyone was terrified that she was actually going to kill her own child!

His words sounded insane, yet not insane, which made it even more terrifying.

Leng Qianhan's tears welled up and he shook his head: "No, don't kill Little Pudding, he is not a bastard or a demon, he is my child and your child as well! Woohoo, really don't do this, Qingqian..."

He begged her as if she was really going to kill the child, which made him extremely terrified.

Little Pudding was his child. Although he had never given him much fatherly love, he loved Little Pudding very much because he was his only child.

"Ah! Ah..."

In the end, Mu Qingqian held her head with her hands and screamed, but she couldn't scream for a few times before her body fell down, unable to hold on.

The people present thought she could scream for a while, until her whole body fell to the broken ground and then they reacted.

"Qing Qian!" "Qing Qian!"

"Miss Mu!"

"lady!"

All four of them were in a panic, and Mu Qingqian was rushed to the medical building again, this time in serious condition.

An Yanshang also came in a hurry. Several doctors finally rescued the man, but he was still unconscious.

"The person is not dead yet, but we don't know when he will wake up!" An Yanshang said angrily. He didn't curse but his tone was clearly full of blame.

Leng Qianhan was unable to utter a word. Yin Lanju covered her tears and cried, "Qianhan, I'm sorry. Not only did I fail to help you, but I also made it like this..."

She regretted it so much that she couldn't help her son time and time again, and even made things worse. If anything happened to Mu Qingqian, she would have no need to live.

Leng Qianhan was naturally annoyed, but he did not blame his mother because the biggest fault was his.

He should have expected such a result. He just fantasized that the relief painting his mother had spent so much effort to create would bring him new hope. He couldn't blame anyone else!

For several days, Mu Qingqian did not wake up and had to rely on intravenous drips to provide nutrition to her body.

Leng Qianhan was smoking outside, but it didn't relieve his worry, uneasiness, melancholy and irritability at all.

Yin Lanju became more and more worried, so she found her son and said to him:

"Qianhan, why don't you separate from Qingqian? She won't be happy at all if she stays with you. Her health won't get better, it will only get worse."

She spoke from the heart and truly cared about Mu Qingqian.

"I got the marriage certificate with her!" Leng Qianhan said with a heavy tone, throwing away the empty cigarette butt.

What he meant was that he would not separate from Qingqian, and based on the marriage certificate, they were legally husband and wife!

Yin Lanju was shocked. She just found out that Mu Qingqian and her son had obtained their marriage certificate. From the Leng family's perspective, this was a good thing, but Qingqian didn't love him at all. She only hated him!

Forcing the two to be together will only hurt each other. They are already hurting each other, and there is no telling when it will end.

Maybe Mu Qingqian's death would be the end...

Yin Lanju's heart skipped a beat. She was about to say something when Leng Qianhan's phone rang. It was from the medical building.

"Mr. Leng, the lady is awake!"

"I'll go back right away!"

Leng Qianhan was excited and finally felt relieved. He and his mother hurried back to the medical building.

On the way, I received a call from Da Zhuang: "Boss, I accompanied the young master to see the madam. Now we are at the medical building. The young master cried when he heard that the madam was in trouble. Fortunately, he kept it a secret from Mu's father and mother."

Leng Qianhan was suddenly horrified and immediately shouted to the other end of the phone: "Don't let Qingqian see Xiaobuding, she is mentally disturbed and will hurt Xiaobuding. She will strangle him to death!"

Da Zhuang didn't understand, but he was also panicked and wanted to stop the young master, but the young master ran faster than him and he couldn't catch up with him.

Yin Lanju was also very panicked. She ran non-stop after her son, determined to stop Qingqian from hurting Little Pudding!

This is not only a harm to Little Pudding, but it is also a very scary thing in itself. Qing Qian is Little Pudding's mother, how could she kill her son? !

Little Pudding is still a child, he is innocent and has done nothing wrong!