Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

Leng Qianhan paused in picking up the food and stopped chewing. He hadn't even finished the rice in his mouth when anger started to rise again.

However, Da Zhangye's younger brothers looked over and echoed: "What Da Zhangye means is that you are not worthy of being a human being, but only worthy of being a dog!"

"Yes, a dog that is only fit to bark at Master Zhang's feet and lick his feet. What a lowly dog ​​look, hahahaha..."

One person laughed out loud, and the others followed suit, their faces almost twitching with laughter.

Leng Qianhan's eyes darkened and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. If he didn't explode at this moment, it would definitely be the calm before the storm.

Da Ye Zhang was completely unaware of the danger, he was very cheerful, his anger had subsided, and he waved enthusiastically at Leng Qianhan, “Come, come here, bring the food tray over.”

Leng Qian looked up coldly and glanced at Grandpa Zhang. He was about to explode, but he still adhered to the principle of less trouble is better. He suppressed his anger and obediently brought the rice plate to Grandpa Zhang.

Uncle Zhang was satisfied. He picked up his chopsticks again and started eating Leng Qianhan's plate of rice.

He took a few bites happily, and the food tasted particularly sweet. Seeing that the younger brothers around him were not moving, he looked around while eating, and ordered like a good boss:

"Eat, keep eating, eat well, there will be some left at the end, we can't treat our new brother badly, right?"

"Yes!" The younger brothers responded in unison and started working immediately.

Only Leng Qianhan stood there with his head down, not daring to say a word, but he couldn't help frowning. Could it be that Master Zhang wanted him to eat their leftovers?

Of course it’s not pleasant, but it’s better to have less trouble than more, so just bear with it.

After a while, these people were full. Leng Qianhan's plate of rice was eaten up by Mr. Zhang, and there were leftovers on the other plates. It looked messy, as if it had been eaten by a dog. President Leng, who had a mysophobia, felt nauseous.

Under the gaze of President Leng, Da Zhang's two big hands were like a raging sea, pouring together the leftovers from every plate. After pouring them all together, he threw them onto the table in front of Leng Qianhan, making a loud noise and causing some food to spill out.

"Eat, and don't say that I'm treating you unfairly!" Master Da Zhang is a very nice boss, and his younger brothers on both sides give him a thumbs up!

Leng Qianhan kept his head down, and when he saw the messy plate of rice, he felt even more nauseous.

Grandpa Zhang was patient and asked him to eat. "Come on, sit down and eat. It's delicious. This is a full plate. You won't be full."

"Yes, our boss is the best, he won't let us little brothers go hungry!"

Leng Qianhan frowned because he felt disgusted and wanted to throw the plate of rice on Da Zhangye's face, but reason stopped him from doing it.

I kept convincing myself in my mind that this was already very good compared to Qing Qian. Qing Qian was in prison, but was forced to eat food that was full of saliva.

This is good, this is good, this is good...

This thought of comparison drove him to sit down slowly, his eyes fixed on the disgusting plate of rice in front of him. Everyone thought he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Uncle Zhang was stirring up trouble again. He suddenly grabbed a pair of chopsticks next to him and threw them on the ground. His two small eyes revealed a cunning look. "Without chopsticks, you have to eat with your hands!"

The other brothers tried to hold back their laughter, thinking that he would at least resist or beg, but they suddenly raised their hands to grab the food, put a handful into their mouths, and started eating.

Leng Qianhan suppressed his nausea and chewed the food in his mouth. He grabbed handful after handful with his hands and ate it with gritted teeth, gradually tears welled up in his eyes.

They had to grit their teeth and eat the leftovers from many prisoners, which were soaked with their dirty saliva.

There were tears in my eyes because I felt sorry for Qingqian. When Qingqian was in prison, she was forced to eat food that was full of saliva. If she refused to eat, she would be slapped in the face until she ate.

So, he is really fine, very fine...

Moreover, he once locked Qing Qian in the toilet with an iron chain and forced her to eat his leftovers with her hands.

Whether others forced Qingqian to eat or he personally forced Qingqian to eat, they were all reasons for him to suffer. No matter how bad the food was, no matter how disgusting it was, he would eat it until he finished it.

This is the sin he should atone for, atonement for Qing Qian.

After a while, I finally finished eating. The more I ate, the more nauseous I felt. I had to force myself not to vomit.

"Eat what's on the table too!" Uncle Zhang raised his eyebrows at him, full of pride and teasing, and forced him to eat by the head if he didn't obey.

But this new brother was very obedient. He raised his hands without hesitation and ate all the food on the table. He ate with relish. I wonder if he has a problem with his brain?

Zhang Ye was already very satisfied, but a younger brother sitting next to him fanned the flames by saying, "Dogs should eat while lying on the ground!"

Uncle Zhang and the other younger brothers looked over in confusion. It made sense, but the food had already been eaten, not even a bone was left.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? Why didn't you say so earlier!" Uncle Zhang glared at him angrily and slapped the younger brother's head hard, over and over again.

Suddenly, he turned his face to hide a smile, threw his hands and stood up, "It's okay, after you finish your meal, just lick my stinky feet!"

After he finished speaking, he strode out of the table and chairs, took off one of his shoes, and placed his bare feet on the ground, like a barefoot Buddha ready to save all living beings.

Leng Qianhan sat still, so the two younger brothers grabbed him and carried him to the feet of Master Zhang, who was posing for the emperor.

It was definitely a huge, ugly, smelly foot, estimated to be about 45 inches in size. A strong sour odor wafted over, making me want to vomit when I smelled it.

President Leng also saw lines of condensed black mud on the soles of his feet, winding like earthworms. He could imagine that there must be some in between every toe!

"Come on, get down on your knees and lick my big stinky feet clean. I haven't washed them for a few days. Consider it a reward for you!"

Da Zhang's heart was filled with excitement, but Leng Qianhan remained motionless. He felt so sick that he wanted to vomit, and he couldn't help but spit on his feet.

Seeing that he didn't move, Master Zhang became unhappy, "Hey, I don't mind your saliva, but you mind my smelly feet? Push him down and teach him how to be a good dog!"

Several younger brothers followed the order and pushed Leng Qianhan down together. The disgusted Leng Qianhan was caught off guard and fell to his knees, almost touching the big stinky feet of Master Zhang, which were even more disgusting and sour.

"Lick it, lick it for me quickly, or I'll kill you!"

"Lick, lick!"

"Lick it!"

"Hold him down, and don't let him get up until he's licked clean!"

Several people pushed Leng Qianhan down again and forced him to kneel down. This scene seemed familiar, except that he was not forced to drink foot washing water, but to lick feet.

He felt guilty, maybe he deserved it.

"Lick it, lick it for me!"

"Lick it quickly, and don't get up until you lick it clean!"

"Lick it, lick it quickly!"

"what!"

Amid the angry shouts and foot licking sounds, President Leng let out a furious roar, which had already aroused the strong resistance and anger that had been stored in his heart for a long time.