The chair carrying her slowly turned around, Leng Qianxing sat in the chair, the light of the screen was projected on his body from the side, but half of his figure was still hidden in the dark, in such a half-bright and half-sleepy light, his eyes were also clearly extinguished, and it became more and more cold and cruel that came out of his bones.

"That's who you are." He spoke, his voice low and cold. "Are you fooling me?"

"No, it's not." Yang Lin'er denied it, and her voice changed tone.

Leng Qianxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and the air around him became cold to the bone.

The powerful deterrent force rushed to Yang Lin'er, and she couldn't feel her breathing.

"Come here!"

His words could not be disobeyed, Yang Lin'er refused in her heart, but her feet walked towards him without obeying.

"Thousand ...... Qianxing, you listen to my explanation......"

She tried to excuse her bad deeds, but Leng Qianxing didn't give her a chance.

His raised right hand pinched her chin like iron pincers, pressing down on her flesh and penetrating into her bones, and she felt like her jaw was about to be crushed.

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she fell to his knees with her legs limped under his glare, which was enough to devour her alive.

"Cheap woman, dare to fool me and Mommy, who borrowed your guts?"

"I was wrong!" Yang Lin'er shed tears of fear, through not only the simple power of flesh and bones, but also the terrible sense of oppression and wealth of men, he could easily pinch her to death, just like pinching an ant to death. "I ...... I just like you too much, thinking that An Qin will ......"

"You are not worthy, you are not worthy." Leng Qianxing interrupted her. "Disgusting!"

"......" Not only does he not like her, but he also thinks she is disgusting?! Yang Lin'er's ten thousand arrows pierced her heart, and the bean-sized tears rolled down her face silently.

She has been trying so hard to please her all these years, is that how he sees her?

"No, no." She shook her head in disapproval. "You said that because you were angry."

"Who gave you a sense of superiority that made you think you could be the mistress here?"

Yang Lin'er, who had seen through her thoughts, shuddered, and looked up at this high-minded, cold and ruthless man with trembling lips and teary eyes.

She was powerless to refute and did not dare to argue, and he would taunt her with the most scathing and vicious words.

"If you have a bad mind, you won't be able to eat and walk around!" Leng Qianxing warned, and as soon as her fingers were loosened, the woman couldn't support it and sat on the ground.

Leng Qianxing got up, looked at the trembling woman with disdain, and left.

In the large monitoring room, only Yang Lin'er was left.

It took her a long time to crawl out of that terrible shadow, and she looked at the recurring surveillance footage, regretting her impulsiveness.

Not to mention that An Qin, she was less than one percent of Che Xiaoya's in Leng Qianxing's eyes, even if she used the relationship between the two families to get close to him and curry favor with Mrs. Leng, she was never able to enter his sight.

She thought she could, but she ignored what a ruthless person Leng Qianxing was. Even Mrs. Leng, who is a mother, can't sway him.

She was jealous of An Qin, and could make such a man put down his posture and decide to marry her; She hated Leng Qianxing, turned a blind eye to her feelings, and despised and insulted her.

Yang Lin'er tugged at the skirt on her knees tightly, and the entangled negativity made her bite her lip in pain until it broke and bleed......