Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry..." As soon as she said these words, tears welled up in her eyes and couldn't stop falling. Her heart ached so much that she couldn't control herself.

The meeting a month ago turned out to be the last one. She also had an argument with her parents, which made them angry and left, leading to the biggest tragedy.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault, I'm a bad person!"

She cursed herself for being an evil creature and slapped herself in the face. With a loud "pa" sound, she slapped herself so hard that the right side of her face turned red.

"It was me who killed you. I am an evildoer!"

"Snapped!"

He said another word and was slapped on the left side of his face, which also turned red.

"I'm a demon!"

"Snapped!"

"I'm a demon!"

"Snapped!"

"I'm a demon!"

"Snapped!"

……

He kept shouting at himself for the sins, and slapped himself hard on both sides, his face turned red and swollen.

She can't let herself go because she is a bad thing. If it weren't for her, mom and dad wouldn't have died!

If I hadn't gotten my parents angry and left that day, and had listened to them and gone home with them, I wouldn't have gotten into the car accident!

If I hadn't been so willful as to break up with Xiao Wu, if I hadn't left home and hidden myself, things wouldn't have turned out like this!

If she knew things would turn out like this, she would never break up with Xiao Wuyang, no matter how others disliked her, made things difficult for her, or even attacked her, and no matter how difficult it was for Xiao Wuyang, she would stay with Xiao Wuyang no matter what, to protect their love and her parents!

Not only the what-ifs now, she also traced back to eight or ten years ago. If she had not been in jail, if she had never met Leng Qianhan, this tragedy would never have happened.

But there is no if, there never is an if. Regret is useless. There is only pain, endless pain, which is even more painful than the six years in jail, a hundred times, a thousand times, and a million times more painful.

She would rather go to jail again, as long as her parents come back, but she has no choice at all, her parents will never come back, she will never see them again...

"I am a scoundrel!"

"Snapped!"

...

She scolded and slapped herself, almost going crazy, and Leng Qianhan was woken up by the noise while sleeping on the edge of the bed.

At first the sound was intermittent because the man was not fully awake and was still groggy. Soon he was awakened like thunder. The sound in the hall on the first floor was clear and audible, stinging his ears and shaking his heart.

"Qingqian!"

With a startled cry, he ran out of the room and rushed downstairs, kneeling in front of Mu Qingqian, holding her hands together, and begging her with red eyes:

"Qing Qian, stop hitting yourself, this is not your fault..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qingqian fiercely retorted:

"It's all my fault. I killed my parents. I'm an evildoer. I'm going to kill myself to atone for my parents' sins!"

She tried to pull her hand away and continued to hit herself, but Leng Qianhan held on tighter:

"No, don't do this, it's really not your fault. The car accident was an accident, no one wants it to happen. Please don't hit yourself anymore, your parents don't want to see you like this, wuwu..."

His voice trembled, he cried and shed tears. He didn't know how to persuade Qing Qian. No matter what he said, Qing Qian wouldn't listen.

She became even more intense, pulling her hand back with all her might, "Let me go, it would be a sin if I didn't die or live!"

She felt that she shouldn't be alive. She shouldn't have been alive since she was imprisoned eight years ago. All the misfortunes in her family were caused by her, so living was a sin!

"No, it's my fault, hit me, hit me, hit me to death..."

He seemed to have found a way. He used Qingqian's hand to hit himself. There was no power in his body at all, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart again and again.

Mu Qingqian wanted to struggle, but couldn't break free, so she stopped and calmed down.

Leng Qianhan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked her up from the ground and put her on the sofa.

"I'll go get the medicine, sweetheart."

He stroked her head and comforted her gently before hurriedly going to get medicine. Qing Qian had hit her face so hard that it was swollen, and he was too heartbroken.

But while he was getting the medicine, Mu Qingqian knelt on the ground and slapped herself in the face.

This time he didn't shout that he was an evil creature, he just kept beating, beating madly.

She said she wanted to beat herself to death by slapping herself. She didn't know how hard she would slap herself before she would die, so she kept slapping herself like that because only slapping herself could reveal her sins.

Leng Qianhan rushed back to catch her, but she stopped as soon as he caught her. When he tried to let her go, she started beating him again.

She calmed down just to beat herself up again. The game with Leng Qianhan was like a guerrilla war.

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

Leng Qianhan was driven to the point of mental breakdown. Without paying attention, she slapped herself several times, causing bleeding on both sides of her mouth.

Little Pudding ran in from the door and hugged his mother, "Mom, please don't hit me anymore. Little Pudding loves you very much. I don't want you to get hurt. Woo woo..."

Little Pudding burst into tears instantly, and his tears fell on his mother.

He was so heartbroken that he would rather suffer, or even die, than let his mother abuse him like this.

Mu Qingqian was stunned for a moment and looked at little pudding. The child could comfort her before, but now it was no longer possible. The ones who died were her beloved father and mother, and no one could comfort her.

So she pushed Little Pudding away and started slapping herself again. Leng Qianhan had no choice but to unbuckle his belt and tie her hands tightly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Mu Qingqian no longer pretended to be calm. She kept struggling and yelling, and she would not give up until she could break free from the belt. The force was too intense and her wrists turned red.

“Woo! Woo! Woo…”

Little Pudding was crying beside him. He was scared and didn’t want his mother to be like this. He didn’t know how his mother could become normal again.

"Qingqian!" "Mom!"

Mu Qingqian struggled too much and fainted due to exhaustion. Only then did the situation finally stop.

In order to avoid being saddened by the scene, the father and son took Mu Qingqian back to the villa. After treatment, Mu Qingqian slept for another two days before waking up.

This time he woke up no longer feeling crazy, perhaps because his body had been exhausted.

But he just sat motionless on the bed, not talking, not drinking water, not eating, with a dull look in his eyes, without a trace of life.

Both sides of his face were obviously red and swollen. The father and son felt extremely distressed and in excruciating pain. Da Zhuang was also watching in the room and became depressed along with the whole family.

It was good that the broken woman was no longer crazy. Leng Qianhan gently applied medicine on her face, not daring to use any strength for fear of hurting her.

Medicine was applied to her hands, but she remained motionless. At this moment, the world seemed to have nothing to do with her.

And if you continue to go without food and drink, your body will definitely break down.

Leng Qianhan leaned against the bedside, his eyes full of pity, and tried to comfort her:

"Qing Qian, although your parents are gone, you still have your younger brother. His brother is in the army, can I ask him to come back to see you?"

Everyone thought she wouldn't respond easily, but unexpectedly she spoke up: "Don't see my brother. I will only be a burden to him and will kill him sooner or later."