Qingya glanced at the cars driving back and forth on the road, and was frightened, so she hurriedly ran over to hug the girl.

At the moment when she rushed to the girl's side, before she could take the girl into her arms, a car was speeding towards them, and seeing that the front of the car was about to hit them, Qingya subconsciously picked up the girl, lowered her head and raised her hand to protect the girl in her arms.

The car slammed the steering wheel and slammed into the road rock, Qingya shuddered in fright, held the child, stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Ya Ya!" Leng Yilan exclaimed in surprise and pounced on her, "How is it?

The car door opened, and a young man got out of the car with a cold face, and scolded angrily: "What's the matter with you?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Qingya helped the child to stand up and looked at the crashed car, "How much do you have to pay?"

The child in Qingya's arms was frightened, wow wow burst into tears, a young couple shouted something, ran from a distance, snatched the child from Qingya's arms, first comforted the child a few times, and then the man pushed Qingya hard, eyebrows and angry eyes, "Are you going to kidnap our child?

Qingya was dumbfounded, she opened her mouth and just wanted to explain, Leng Yilan was already angry and preemptively spoke: "Are you unreasonable? You don't take a good look at the child, let the child run around on the road, if it wasn't for my classmate taking the risk to save your child, your child might have been hit by a car and killed by now, how can you casually frame a good person?"

"Who can prove that you want to save the child?" the man didn't want to appreciate it, "My child originally followed us well, but the child was gone in a blink of an eye, and now there are so many traffickers, it must be that you took advantage of our unpreparedness and stole our child and wanted to run, and was almost hit by a car!"

"I can attest that they didn't want to steal your children. The back door of the car that crashed into the road rock suddenly opened, and a young and cold man got out of the car coldly.

He has a slender figure, tough facial features, a knife-like face without a single flaw, handsome to the extreme, and cold and hard to the extreme.

His eyes seemed to be steaming cold, staring coldly at the parents of the children, and said coldly: "I saw them rush over and save this child from under my wheels, you ......"

His eyes swept over the faces of the young parents and asked lightly, "What else is the problem?"

The young man looked at the wrecked car, and although he could not estimate the exact value of the car, he could tell by the brand of the car that he could not afford it even if he was desperate.

He swallowed quietly, dragged the woman next to him, picked up the child, turned around and ran.

Qingya looked at his back as he left in a hurry, his eyes full of disappointment.

Although her parents taught her since she was a child, there are good people and bad people in this world, you must always treat people with sincerity, although not all efforts must be rewarded, but you just want to be worthy of your heart.

She understands this truth, and she has done good deeds and has been misunderstood, but she is still very uncomfortable.

The couple walked away with the child in their arms, and the child was held by her father on his shoulder, and suddenly smiled at Qingya and waved his hand.

The brilliant and clean gaze shocked Qingya's spirit, and the disappointment just now was swept away.

She reached out to pull Leng Yilan, "Yilan......"

At a glance, she saw that Leng Yilan's face was pale, her eyes were straight, and there were faint tears in her eyes, looking at a certain place in a daze.

She looked at Leng Yilan, and then followed Leng Yilan's gaze, and Leng Yilan's eyes were staring at the cold and hard man who exonerated them.

Leng Yi's blue eyes were full of tears, staring at the cold and hard man in a daze.

A cold and hard man, with a cold face, looking back at Leng Yilan with an expressionless face.

The atmosphere was very weird, Qingya couldn't help but grab Leng Yilan's arm and shook it gently, "Yilan?"

Leng Yilan seemed to have lost all consciousness, staring at the man blankly, motionless.

The man finally withdrew his gaze, turned indifferently, and walked towards the car.

"Wait a minute!" Leng Yilan rushed over and blocked his way, his body trembled slightly, and the tears in his eyes were shaking, and they would fall at any time, "You...... Can't you forgive us yet?"

The man looked at her coldly and didn't say a word.

"They're dead! They're dead! You know what?" Tears finally fell, Leng Yilan's body trembled even more, she hung her head, tears sliding down in strings, and muttered, "They're all dead...... We're all dead, and you're the only ones left in this world, can't you forgive us?"

"Forgiveness?" the man stared at her for a long time, and finally said coldly, "What is forgiveness?"

Leng Yilan took a step forward and grabbed his arm hard, his eyes flashed with a little anger, "Leng Changkong! What are you pretending? You like me! You like me! Aren't you? They are dead, there are only two of us left in this world, what are you still thinking about? I like you! You know, I only like you! Why can't we be together? Why?"

Leng Changkong stared at her eyes and sneered, "Leng Yilan, remember what I said to you?"

Her gaze was like an ice blade, and it pierced into Leng Yilan's eyes coldly, Leng Yilan's body trembled violently, and the palm that grabbed his arm slipped weakly, "You once said...... I wish our mother and daughter, everything we want and love in this life will not be obtained!"

Leng Yilan's voice was as empty as if he had lost his soul, and Qingya was terrified for a while, and shivered fiercely.

I wish their mother and daughter all the love they want in their lives, and they will not get it!

What kind of hatred is this to make a vow?

Leng Changkong looked at Leng Yilan coldly for a while, turned around and wanted to leave, Leng Yilan grabbed his wrist, and his body trembled violently, "But...... But they're dead, they're dead, and do you still hold a grudge against them?"

Leng Changkong glanced at her coldly, and snorted lightly, "They are dead, but you are still alive, aren't you?"

Leng Yilan's body stiffened, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Leng Changkong looked back indifferently, shook off her hand, and turned to get into the car.

His car flipped backwards, bypassing the cold blue and clear buds, and was gone.

Leng Lan turned around and stared in the direction of his car, trembling and tears raining down.

"Yilan?" Qingya worriedly put her palm on his shoulder.

"Bud Bud!" Leng Yilan whimpered, hugged Qingya violently, and tears fell.

"Yilan, are you alright?" Qingya patted her worriedly.

Leng Yilan cried speechlessly, her body trembling and almost spasming, obviously suppressing great pain.

Qingya is not good at comforting people, so she can only hold her and gently pat her one by one.

After a long time, Leng Yilan stopped crying, his eyes were already swollen from crying, his face was pale, and his whole person was soaked with sweat, as if he had been fished out of cold water, and he shivered irrepressibly.

"That's not going to work," Qingya looked at her and frowned, her eyes scanning both sides of the road, "Yilan, let's go to the café over there and rest for a while." ”

Qingya asked for a private room in a nearby café, turned up the air conditioning temperature a little, and asked for some tissues at the front desk to wipe her sweat and tears.

In just a few dozen minutes, Leng Yilan seemed to be seriously ill, his face was pale and his spirit was sluggish.

Qingya asked for two cups of hot drinks, handed them to her lips, and asked her to drink some to warm her body and stabilize her mind.

Leng Yilan held the hot drink in her hand, shrunk into the corner of the sofa, lowered her eyes, and didn't say a word.

Qingya is not good at words, and she doesn't know what the relationship between her and Leng Changkong is, so she doesn't know where to comfort her, so she can only sit quietly with her.

"He's my brother," Leng Yilan suddenly said, "Brother who is not related by blood." ”

"Oh. Qingya replied softly and put her hand on hers.

Leng Yilan raised her eyes to look at her and pulled the corners of her lips, "My mother, originally Leng Changkong's father's secretary, Leng Changkong's mother couldn't have children, and adopted Leng Changkong from the welfare home, when Leng Changkong's mother adopted Leng Changkong, Leng Changkong was only eight or nine months old, Leng Changkong regarded Leng Changkong as her own, and loved Leng Changkong very much, and Leng Dad was also very good to him, until he ...... later."

Leng Yilan sighed and looked up at the roof, but it still didn't stop her tears from sliding down the corners of her eyes.

"Until later," she blinked her eyes and choked up and said: "My mother successfully ascended to the throne, and my father had me, my mother relied on me to be my father's biological flesh and blood, Leng Changkong was just an adopted child, not my father's blood and bones, and went to find Leng's mother again and again, sneering, and asked my Leng's mother to give way to her, Leng's mother came from a scholarly family, and she was originally introverted and soft, and she always felt guilty for not being able to give birth to a boy and a girl to her husband, and my mother made a fuss, she was even more depressed, suffered from depression, overdosed, and died unexpectedly......"

"Ahh

Leng Yilan raised her eyes, bit her lip embarrassedly, and smiled bitterly, "That's right, this is my mother, who was originally just my father's secretary, but later died of anger in the main room, successfully ascended to the position, and became Mrs. Leng." ”

"Forget it, Yilan, don't mention the past again," Qingya held her hand, "Your mother is your mother, you are you, Leng Changkong should not impose his hatred on you, you are innocent." ”

"This is just the beginning," Leng Yilan took a breath, with tears in his eyes, and turned his eyes to look out the window. When my mother married my dad, Leng Changkong was only eight years old, what the stepmother in the story was like, my mother was like, she always felt that Leng Changkong was not my dad's species, and she shouldn't stay in our house, and she quarreled with my dad again and again, and wanted to send Leng Changkong away, before Leng's mother died, she had only one request for my dad, that is, to ask my dad to treat Leng Changkong well and raise Leng Changkong as an adult, Leng Mom is Dad's wife after all, Dad betrayed her, and felt guilty, no matter how my mom cried, my dad refused to send Leng Changkong away......"

Qingya couldn't help but interject: "Your mother is too greedy." ”

Leng Yilan sighed and said with a wry smile: "Who said it wasn't? My mother always felt that Leng Changkong was not my father's biological flesh and blood, and should not compete with me for the Leng family's property, she tried every possible way to drive Leng Changkong away, for as long as I can remember, every day I saw her beating and scolding Leng Changkong, all kinds of insults and punishments. ”