"What? Is it really like he said, you want to resign? Leng Qianxing took in An Chen's small movements, endured the anger in his belly, and confirmed to An Qin.

"I ......" An Qin has not forgotten what he came back for. Wu's mother is still waiting for surgery, if she leaves with Leng Qianxing, it means giving up saving Wu's mother and being an ungrateful and selfish villain.

However, if you stay, you have to marry An Chen, and you will always be at the mercy of his imprisonment......

"Anqin!" Leng Qianxing was calling her, and An Qin, who was hesitant, raised his face and looked at him.

"Don't despise me, don't treat me like an ornament!" Leng Qianxing warned her earnestly.

An Qin's heart shrank, and his two little hands clenched together.

The ring on the ring finger of her left hand wrapped coldly around her, a place long since occupied by a jade grass ring, which was worthless compared to an eleven-carat diamond ring, but its domineering yet warm was priceless. Compared with the coldness of the diamond ring, she felt a warmth and steadfastness.

She had never despised Leng Qianxing, nor did she dare, on the contrary, he had weight in her heart.

Don't treat him as an ornament?

What did he want to say?

Is he just because she missed the appointment, and chased all the way from Pengcheng here?

Or did he know something and only came to her because he wasn't at ease?

An Qin stared at Leng Qianxing's calm eyes as black as the windless sea, deep and unfathomable, she couldn't figure out too much...... There was a soft flash of light in the darkness, and she caught it, as if she had gained courage and strength, and her little fists trembled slightly.

She turned to An Chen, took the diamond ring from her ring finger, and gave it back to him.

"You've figured it out." An Qin's move caught An Chen off guard.

"Mother Wu, I want to save it, but I can't put the happiness of the rest of my life into it." An Qin threw him a word and resolutely walked towards the gate.

"Anqin ......"

An Chen was about to catch up, but was stopped by Leng Qianxing's long arm, blocking the way.

"I don't like to be hindered, Mr. An knows it!" Leng Qianxing warned, and the devouring eyes forced An Chen to retreat.

An Qin left again like this, this time she walked quite confidently.

Cold Thousand Stars!

An Chen looked at the couple of men and women who were walking away, and the two fists that fell to his side clenched and gurgled.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked in the driveway outside the Orchid Garden, followed by a black Mercedes in front of it.

Leng Qianxing came prepared this time, and he was ready to rob people.

However, An Chen was even more calm than he imagined, and those who knew how to forbear had terrifying means and strength, which was quite dangerous.

Leng Qianxing looked at the mansion that was gradually widening through the car mirror, and the angry man was standing in the shadows, looking at them with resentment.

Leng Qianxing pursed his lips lightly and withdrew his cold gaze.

An Qin sat in the corner of the back seat, his fingers clasped tightly, silent.

The light that poured in through the car window slightly illuminated half of her body, and a pink kiss mark loomed under the green silk of the shawl.

Leng Qianxing's dark eyes were raised, and her raised hand lifted her long hair-

The kiss mark was like a sharp knife that slashed into his heart.

The palm fell, and the extreme disgust accompanied by the chill in the palm pressed tightly against her slender neck.

The sudden violence made An Qin's eyes widen, and his two small hands grabbed the palm of his neck in a panic.

He pushed back a little, and she was pulled in front of his eyes like a rag doll that had no ability to resist.

He didn't speak, and his cold eyes roamed over her body like knives-

Nervousness, anger, disgust...... In his eyes, two raging fires burned into a hundred things.