Jing Yingyan looked at Li Ying with a serious and earnest expression, waiting solemnly for her to give him an answer.
Li Ying turned around and said solemnly, "Jing Yingyan, I think I've made myself very clear. There's no point in bringing it up again."
Jing Yingyan clenched his fists. The words he wanted to say were always heavy, but he couldn't find the words. He had promised to take good care of the mother and child, but he never expected to be rejected time and time again.
Perhaps in Li Ying's heart, no one can compare to Ye Jingchi, but life always has to move forward. She can't think that all the principles in the world are muddy just because she has stepped in a few muddy places.
"Jing Yingyan, let's just be best friends."
After saying that, Li Ying turned and left.
After everyone left, the police officers came in.
“Minister Jing, I’ve found out exactly what time Jing Chi, the young master you asked me to investigate, leaves his house.”
"I understand, you don't need to check anymore." Jing Yingyan sat down, staring at the documents on the table, his eyes deep.
Some things can't be hidden, and some people can come back to life even if they're dead.
Before returning to the clinic, Li Ying went to check on her senior brother's condition at his home. Perhaps because he hadn't rested well for a long time, Tang Shimu was still fast asleep when she arrived.
Li Ying did not disturb them, and instructed Tang's mother to take good care of her eldest brother.
Back at the clinic, Sang Zhi was busy. Li Ying wanted to help, but Sang Zhi stopped her.
"Go back to the backyard and check!"
Li Ying felt that Sang Zhi's gaze was somewhat ambiguous, so she hurriedly returned to the backyard, where many gift boxes were placed.
Leng Yan sat at the table, playing with a cigarette in his hand, while A Hu tried to make Chen Chen happy.
"Dr. Li, you're back?"
Ah Hu smiled and picked up Chenchen, saying, "You two chat, I'll take Chenchen to buy some delicious food."
Chenchen wasn't shy at all, giggling as Ah Hu carried her away.
Li Ying glanced at the gift boxes and looked at Leng Yan.
"What's the meaning?"
"May I propose?" Leng Yan looked up at Li Ying, his phoenix eyes clear and cool, revealing no emotion.
"Leng Yan, are you serious?"
Li Ying felt as if he had been given some kind of mission, and was forced to get close to her and offer up little bit of his true feelings.
Leng Yan smiled slightly, stood up, walked closer to Li Ying, and tilted her head slightly: "Was my performance not clear enough? Or was the gift I gave not sincere enough?"
"Do you want me to get you a mirror so you can see your expression and eyes? I've never seen a man be so cold and frightening when it comes to proposing."
Leng Yan straightened up, her voice heavy: "I'm sorry, I've gotten so used to indifference that I've forgotten how to express enthusiasm."
"So, Leng Yan, why change? You've always been a cold person, why change for someone you don't even like? Life is short, and it's not easy to meet someone you love. Don't waste your energy before you meet them, or you'll regret your foolishness when you meet your true love."
After Li Ying finished speaking, she glanced at the gift boxes.
"These items are valuable, but they shouldn't be here with me. Please take them back!"
Leng Yan stepped forward and grabbed Li Ying's wrist.
"Both of us are unmarried, I think we can give it a try."
Li Ying turned to meet Leng Yan's forced smile. Indeed, as he said, a person who gets used to coldness forgets how to smile and how to be warm.
"Why exactly?" Li Ying pressed directly.
Leng Yan pursuing her was an absurd decision, but the fact that he did it suggests he was forced into it.
Leng Yan smiled slightly and said, "Li Ying, sometimes being too smart isn't good either; it makes you boring."
Leng Yan released Li Ying's hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one, and put it in his mouth.
"To be honest, I want a home. I was abducted and never experienced any warmth. My adoptive parents treated me like a master to a stray dog. Even after I was adopted by Aunt Jing and became the Jing family's godson, I still couldn't feel any warmth. I was still living like a dog, just with a slightly more noble status."
He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and the smoke obscured the sinister look beneath Leng Yan's cold and indifferent eyes.
Li Ying guessed correctly. This was a mission, a mission assigned by Aunt Jing. Only by completing it could she obtain half of the Jing family's assets.
Actually, he wanted everything; he wanted all of the Jing family's assets.
“You have the love of your parents, the protection of your older brother, and the favoritism of your brothers. You live a comfortable, happy, and carefree life. Your concept of home is simply moving from one warm place to another. But I am not like that. I am like a piece of duckweed, either in the sea or in the desert. Therefore, home is very important to me.”
Li Ying listened quietly. He was pitiful, but she couldn't give him a home just because he was pitiful.
"Leng Yan, you want a home, and that's a good idea. But I'm not the one who can give you a home!"
Leng Yan stubbed out his cigarette and turned to stare at Li Ying.
"So you're a cold-hearted person after all."
Li Ying was shocked by this assessment; was she cold-hearted?
Whatever he says, she will not remarry, nor will she give anyone hope.
That night, when they went to sleep, Chenchen held Li Ying's hand.
"Mom, that uncle said I'm going to have a new dad. Are you going to be with that cold uncle?"
Li Ying glared at Chenchen and tapped her son's forehead: "Don't listen to that uncle's nonsense! Didn't Mom tell you, your father's name is Ye Jingchi? He's a great hero. A very, very good person. If he were here, he would definitely love Chenchen very much!"
Chenchen nodded emphatically: "Mom, next time he comes, I'll throw his things away!"
Li Ying chuckled and pinched her son's chubby little face: "No need for that. If others treat us with courtesy, we can't go too far. We should try to explain things clearly if possible, and only resort to forceful measures if we really can't explain them clearly."
Chenchen seemed to understand, but not quite.
"What's this?"
"The little toy gun was carved by that uncle, Mom, can I keep it?" Chenchen asked expectantly.
"Of course. Chenchen likes shooting?"
Chenchen nodded emphatically and even demonstrated the standard shooting posture to Li Ying.
"That's good. When you're a little older, Mom will send you to the shooting team, okay?"
"good!"
Li Ying rubbed her son's head: "Time to sleep."
Just as they were about to turn off the lights, they heard Sang Zhi shout, "Who's there? Who's there?"
Li Ying quickly sat up, put on her clothes, and came out.
"Yingying, there was someone just perched on the wall!" Sang Zhi was furious and grabbed a stick, rushing out.
Li Ying was afraid that Sang Zhi wouldn't be able to handle it alone, so she followed her out.
The light shone on him, and in the corner, Jing Chi was squatting on the ground, rubbing his injured leg.
"Young Master Jing? Why are you climbing over my wall in the middle of the night instead of going home?"
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