After crying all night, Qin Chenchen got up a little late the next day.

When I looked in the mirror, I suddenly found that my eyes were swollen like two walnuts.

So, she went into the bathroom, took some cold water and patted her face.

Under the stimulation of cold water, the eyes finally decreased some swelling.

When I went downstairs for breakfast, I saw Leng's father, Leng Shi'an, sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper.

Qin Chenchen called obediently. "Daddy morning."

Leng Shi'an put down the newspaper and looked up at her.

The gaze was a little strange: it seemed to be an inquiry, and it was also a scrutiny.

In short, it could be seen that Qin Chenchen's heart was furious.

Finally, Leng Shi'an spoke.

"Chenchen, you go to breakfast, after eating, come to the study to find me."

Although Qin Chenchen didn't know the intention of going to the study to find him, he probably didn't think it was a good thing, because when he said this, his face was a little serious.

Qin Chenchen ate breakfast a little absent-mindedly. She was thinking, the one upstairs should still be jet lag, right?

Well? Why did you think of him again?

Her face changed, she put down her knife and fork, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and walked out of the dining room and went upstairs.

Knock on the door, push the door, and walk into the study.

Leng Shi'an is not dealing with official documents. Instead, he stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of tea.

"Chenchen." He turned and looked at her. "Dad asks you something, and you have to answer honestly."

Qin Chenchen felt that it was definitely not a good thing, and in addition, everything that happened last night made her feel a little weak when facing the people of the Leng family.

Although it was her who was violated by cold ink. But no matter what, to others, it must be a slap in the face.

Even if one slap is slapped, the other slap will not escape responsibility.

Once held accountable, the two of them will be charged with "incest".

Incest ......

Qin Chenchen lowered his head, his eyebrows and eyes stained with sadness. She said in a low mood: "Dad, if you have anything, just ask." ”

Leng Shi'an seemed to sigh.

He asked: "In the early hours of this morning, Xiaomo flew back to the UK overnight, is it related to you?" ”

Qin Chenchen's body shook, raised his eyes, and looked at Leng Shi'an in a daze.

"What... What the? He's back in the UK? ”

Leng Shi'an raised his eyebrows, "You don't know? ”

Qin Chenchen's little face had long since faded in color, and it was as white as a transparent piece of paper.

She shook her head, as if to answer, as if to say to herself, "I don't know... Why? ”

Leng Shi'an asked again: "Did you and him quarrel last night?" ”

Actually, this is not a question.

When Leng Shi'an asked this, his eyes were so sure!

In this Leng family, no one can easily influence Leng Mo's decision.

Except, of course, Qin Chenchen!

Qin Chenchen's small hands hanging at his sides were trembling slightly.

She didn't know how to answer that question.

In fact, I didn't even quarrel last night. After he had done those things to her for some reason, he left.

With what Leng Shi'an said, it can be concluded that after he did such a deviant thing to her, he felt regret and chagrin, so he left Leng's house overnight and flew back to London!

Heh~ Is this irresponsible?

A bleak wry smile blossomed on her lips. "Yes. I had a fight with him last night. ”

The entire Leng family knows that she and Leng Mo fight every day.

No one else can think of any other reason than this.

In addition to this reason, Qin Chenchen couldn't find any other reason to dispel Leng Shi'an's doubts.

Leng Shi'an asked again: "Why did you quarrel last night?" ”

Qin Chenchen lowered his head and looked at his toes. Sound like it's not your own.

She replied lightly: "It's not a big deal... It's ......"

How could she explain it?

Leng Mo, what do you want me to do?

It's your fault, but you want me to clean up the mess!

You wicked, how can you do this?