After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

Xiang Wanqiao spent the next two days safely.

But she always kept a tight rein on her heart and dared not relax at all.

Once, she secretly hid a fruit knife when the servant was not paying attention.

Every night before going to bed, she would try every possible way to avoid the surveillance cameras in the room and put the fruit knife under her pillow.

She thought that if Leng Jinxuan dared to force her to do something in the name of her fiancé, she would die with him.

She'd already died once anyway.

Rather than being insulted by that pervert Leng Jinxuan, it would be better to just die.

However, she still couldn't bear to leave her husband and children...

However, these days, Leng Jinxuan rarely appeared in her sight.

But she knew he was watching her secretly.

After two days of being tense, Xiang Wanqiao felt a little tired.

This evening.

Xiang Wanqiao saw that Leng Jinxuan still hadn't shown up, and thought she could get some good sleep.

Unexpectedly, he sneaked into her room in the middle of the night and secretly climbed onto her bed.

The moment Leng Jinxuan walked in, Xiang Wanqiao was already completely awake, but she just didn't open her eyes.

She quietly reached her hand under the pillow and tightly grasped the fruit knife she had prepared in advance.

Just as Leng Jinxuan was about to reach out to touch her, she suddenly opened her eyes and swung back the hand holding the fruit knife.

The fruit knife landed accurately on Leng Jinxuan's arm, instantly leaving a deep bloody wound.

The situation happened too sudden and Leng Jinxuan was unable to react for a while.

Then, his eyes became stern.

Xiang Wanqiao was afraid that she would be discovered if she was too calm, so she waved the fruit knife in the air a few times.

She closed her eyes tightly and screamed in fear: "Ahhhhh!!!"

Seeing that she was losing control, Leng Jinxuan quickly clamped her wrist and then turned on all the lights in the room.

"It's me." His cold voice sounded.

Xiang Wanqiao didn't move anymore. She slowly opened her eyes, looking frightened.

"Mon...Monsi? Why is it you?"

"If it's not me, who else could it be?"

Leng Jinxuan glanced at the bloody fruit knife in her hand, then turned and stared at her with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

He asked with a half-smile: "How did you get a fruit knife? And you hid it under your pillow. Who are you trying to protect yourself from?"

"I……"

Xiang Wanqiao immediately let go of the fruit knife in her hand in panic, squeezed out a few tears, and explained to him in a trembling voice.

"I don't know why I haven't been sleeping well lately. I always feel like someone is watching me. I'm scared, so..."

Her reason sounds reasonable.

Leng Jinxuan didn't say anything, but just narrowed his eyes and stared at her without blinking.

Xiang Wanqiao didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Then, her eyes fell on the wound on Leng Jinxuan's arm, and she pretended to be concerned and said, "Meng Xi, you...you are injured!"

Leng Jinxuan turned his head and glanced at the wound on his arm indifferently.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

Xiang Wanqiao lowered her head guiltily and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Leng Jinxuan couldn't see anything in her eyes, and finally put aside his suspicion of her.

He reached out and lifted her chin, and with his fingertips he gently wiped away the lingering tears on her cheeks.

"You don't have to say sorry. You're just not familiar with this place yet. It's normal for you to feel scared. I'll come over to accompany you every night from now on."

Hearing this, Xiang Wanqiao curled her fingertips slightly and couldn't help but feel nervous.

Although she was very reluctant inside, she nodded and forced a smile from her lips.

Leng Jinxuan picked up the bloody fruit knife and played with it calmly in his hand.

"Sleep peacefully, I'm here, don't be afraid."

Xiang Wanqiao's body was a little stiff, but she tried to adjust her breathing and kept relaxing herself.

Regardless of whether Leng Jinxuan would continue to stay here, at least tonight, she could be sure that he would not do anything to her again.

So, Xiang Wanqiao lay down peacefully and slowly closed her eyes.

Leng Jinxuan did not leave immediately, but sat quietly beside her and watched her sleep.

About half an hour later, Leng Jinxuan left Xiang Wanqiao's room.

Listening to his footsteps gradually fading away, Xiang Wanqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Here, she didn't dare to sleep too deeply, and with the madman Leng Jinxuan staring at her, she was even more afraid to sleep.

So in the past half hour, she had been constantly hypnotizing herself, making Leng Jinxuan mistakenly believe that she had fallen asleep.

Now it seems that Leng Jinxuan is a really difficult person to deal with and is too suspicious.

Moreover, he still hadn't completely believed that she had lost her memory, so he kept testing her again and again.

I managed to get away with it this time, but what should I do in the days ahead?

……

Kyoto——

Xiangjia

Ever since Gu Jingzhan cheered up, he would bring Gu Nianqing back to Xiang's house every weekend to have dinner with Xiang Yanhua and Jiang Peijun.

After knowing that Xiang Wanqiao was not dead but just missing, the two elders also came out of their grief.

But when they thought about their daughter's whereabouts, who had taken her place, and what her current situation was, they were still worried.

That day, Gu Jingzhan took Gu Nianqing back to Xiang's house for dinner as usual.

After Xiang Xingyu finished her work at the company, she also came back with Fu Shaoyan.

However, the dinner table, which used to be lively, has become unusually silent during this period.

Except for Gu Nianqing's occasional babbling sounds, they could barely make them laugh.

After dinner, they moved to the living room.

Xiang Yanhua couldn't help himself and asked the same question again: "Has Xiaoqiao not been found yet?"

Hearing this, Gu Jingzhan paused holding the teacup.

He lowered his eyes slightly and replied in a calm voice: "I have sent many people to look for it, but there is still no news."

Hearing this unchanging answer, Xiang Yanhua let out a long sigh.

"It's been more than three months, and I don't know how Xiaoqiao is doing? Is she doing well?"

Jiang Peijun hugged Gu Nianqing and looked at his childish little face, and she couldn't help feeling sad.

She sat beside him, wiping away tears secretly.

Xiang Xingyu's mood was also affected by Jiang Peijun and suddenly became depressed.

Fu Shaoyan didn't say anything, but just hugged her gently and comforted her silently.

Seeing them like this, Gu Jingzhan felt indescribably complicated inside, and mostly felt self-blame.

He tightly grasped the teacup in his hand and said apologetically, "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Qiaoqiao wouldn't have fallen into such a dangerous situation."

"This has nothing to do with you. You don't need to blame yourself."

Xiang Yanhua did not blame him, but comforted him instead.

"You can only blame that person for being too treacherous. He is deliberately trying to harm you. No matter how you defend yourself, it's useless."