Yin Yiyi didn't know what Leng Chen meant, so she didn't respond rashly.
When Leng Kong heard that Wu Qing didn't even mention him, his eyes flashed with resentment and anger.
Thinking of what Leng Chen had said to him, he hardened his heart, hugged Yin Yiyi, and begged, "Mom, Xiaokong also wants to see the bad aunt again! Xiaokong hates her so much, I really want to vent my anger for mom and teach her a lesson! Is that okay?"
Yin Yiyi's heart softened. "Xiao Kong is so good, but punishing bad people is the job of adults, Xiao Kong, don't get involved."
"No, no!" Leng Kong cried even louder: "Xiao Kong is so angry! Xiao Kong wants to see her!"
Yin Yiyi was afraid that he would also hear those unbearable words, so she refused to agree: "No."
Leng Kong refused to give in and kept crying. Yin Yiyi had no way to deal with him. She looked at Leng Chen for help, but Leng Chen just looked at her coldly.
Yin Yiyi had no choice. After all, this was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. She couldn't bear to see her cry like this, so she finally relented: "Okay, Mommy agrees, don't cry."
In Yin Yiyi's mind, it was not difficult to meet Shi Wuqing. She just had to tell Si Qianyuan.
After she agreed, Leng Kong stopped crying: "Then mom, let's go now!"
"Wait, let me ask your Uncle Qianyuan." In front of Leng Chen, Yin Yiyi didn't dare to mention that Si Qianyuan also recognized Leng Kong as his son.
She took out her cell phone and called Si Qianyuan.
The man on the other end quickly answered the phone, but his tone was no longer as polite and courteous as before. Instead, it was as if he was talking to a stranger: "What's the matter?"
Yin Yiyi didn't notice anything wrong, so she told Xiaobao what he wanted.
Si Qianyuan was silent for a moment, so long that it seemed as if he were asking someone else. Finally, he refused: "No."
"Why? Qian Yuan, Xiao Bao..."
Si Qianyuan hung up before she could finish her words.
Yin Yiyi looked at the hung up phone with a dazed look in her eyes.
This was the first time Qian Yuan hung up on her first. In the past, even if there was nothing wrong, she would always be the first to hang up...
Something seems different.
Leng Chen's eyes darkened, and deeper dark emotions surged in his eyes.
[Scare me]
[His eyes are so scary that they can scare people to death in the middle of the night...]
[Leng Kong wanted to meet Shi Wuqing, was it Leng Chen's order?]
[He probably planned to say something to Qingqing, or take the opportunity to do something... But unfortunately, Qingqing's current condition... makes it impossible for her to see anyone.]
[Wuwu Qingqing, the last time I saw Yiyi, I had to put on makeup before I dared to see her]
[Physically terminally ill (wiping away tears), mentally isolated (the more I wipe away the tears, the more I cry). Every minute and every second of my life must be painful.]
…
The struggle between Leng Chen and Si Qianyuan becomes more and more intense. The two are evenly matched, but the male protagonist is still the male protagonist after all, and the Si family soon shows signs of defeat.
Although this was inevitable, it happened much faster than most people expected.
No one understood why, only Si Qianyuan himself knew, so it didn't matter.
All the things he wanted to pursue before no longer mattered.
He knew that he was not a good person and had done many bad things, but he never thought that God's punishment was not directed at him, but at the treasure he had obtained with great difficulty.
The more he came into contact with her, the more he hoped that her gaze would stay on him for a long time, but he could not get this long time, so everything else in life lost its meaning.
Si Qianyuan had no instructions behind the Si family. He had recently been taking Shi Wuqing around the world to see various famous doctors and use the most expensive treatments, just hoping for a miracle to happen.
But... no.
Just as Wuqing herself said, her body had become like a withered fallen leaf, and with the arrival of autumn, it would never be able to recover.
With only one month left, Si Qianyuan gave up.
He no longer cared about his own business in China which was on the verge of bankruptcy, but chose to take Shi Wuqing on a trip in his last days.
Shi Wuqing could hardly walk or speak now, so he carried her on his back, hugged her, and told her about the beautiful scenery.
Every time at this time, he would feel satisfied if she could look at him a few more times.
Readers have been stabbed repeatedly, up and down, and in all directions these days, and are almost going crazy.
Leng Chen hated Shi Wuqing for not trusting him, and he was a knife.
Leng Kong hated Shi Wuqing’s deception, which was a knife.
Yin Yiyi's disgust and aversion towards Shi Wuqing is like a knife.
When others laughed at him, Wu Qing chose the wrong person, Daozi.
From Si Qianyuan and Shi Wuqing's perspective, knives were flying everywhere!
[I have cried so much that I have no more tears left]
[Help... Help me, what sin did I commit in my past life to deserve such a scene?!]
[I can’t help but shed tears, my Qingqing wife]
[It's okay, these days will be over in less than a month, everyone should be more open-minded]
【? ? 】
"What kind of devil are you? You even remind me that Qingqing only has less than a month left!"
I suddenly feel like a heart attack isn't that big of a deal (smiles). Is it as bad as the pain I'm feeling right now (closes my eyes)?
Amidst such wailing, Shi Wuqing's popularity value quickly grew to 500,000.
The second place was worth a full 150,000!
By this time, Leng Chen had already learned the specific itinerary of the two.
Readers have a premonition that there will probably be another wave of heart-wrenching plots coming up!
But they still had a secret expectation, what if... what if the misunderstanding was resolved?
Even if I die, I want a death without regrets!
…
It was a sunny day with a gentle breeze. Seagulls were flying in groups by the blue sea. The sunlight flickered on the sea surface with tiny light and shadows, and the temperature was comfortable.
Shi Wuqing and Si Qianyuan sat by the sea, enjoying the sea breeze.
"Do you like it?" Si Qianyuan asked softly.
Shi Wuqing looked at him quietly without saying a word.
Si Qianyuan's eyes dimmed a little. He brushed her hair back with a patient and gentle movement: "You should like it... Qingqing."
After all, she is as clear as the blue sea.
Shi Wuqing tried to dodge his hand, but was held down.
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