"What about you?" Qin Chenchen asked him while crying and laughing, "Then you also hurt me." What did your dad hurt me back then, what price would you pay? ”

The cold ink eyes are like fireflies in the dark night, flickering and disappearing, not warm, but lonely and sad.

"Then spend my whole life atoning for my sins, okay?"

Liu Mingtai actually suffered no serious injuries, and was discharged from the hospital after a week's stay. But in the past week, Qin Chenchen never went to see him again.

She wanted to go, but she didn't have the courage to go.

Liu Yuan is crazy, the cold ink is dry!

In her heart, she actually began to feel guilty about Liu Mingtai.

To be honest, soft-heartedness is one reason, but another more important reason is because of the nature of the act of cold ink.

She was afraid that sooner or later, the people of the Liu family would find out the truth, and then Leng Mo's behavior would be exposed.

It's a violation of the law, and everything is not negotiable! Although she didn't agree with Leng Mo and was angry with Leng Mo, she didn't want him to have anything to do with her selfishly, and she resolutely didn't let him have anything to do.

So, in order to achieve such a goal, she had to do something.

Three days after Liu Mingtai was discharged from the hospital, she took the initiative to come to the door.

It's okay to say filial piety, it's okay to say that it's okay to deliberately show goodwill, in short, she changed her previous indifferent attitude towards the Liu family and took the initiative to pull in the relationship with the Liu family.

Seeing this, the Liu family was of course so happy that they couldn't keep their mouths together, and for a while, the Liu family sang and danced and enjoyed themselves.

The Liu family treats her as warmly as their own daughter.

On this day, Qin Chenchen was having lunch at Liu's house, and Liu Mingtai actually cooked it himself and made a braised lion's head.

When it was brought out, Liu Mingtai said: "Chenchen, I'm sorry, my uncle hasn't cooked for decades, and I don't know if this dish is good or not, but this dish was made and liked by your mother when she was alive." Your mother is very good at cooking, and the braised lion's head she makes is the best. ”

It is said that blood is thicker than water, Qin Chenchen looked at Liu Mingtai's white hair on his sideburns, and his compassion came up again.

Many times, she doesn't know what kind of feelings Liu Mingtai has for her mother Shen Ling'er?

It's a brother and sister!

She thought he loved her mother, after all, they were blood relatives!

However, the Liu family obviously knew what the Leng family was doing, but they chose to turn a blind eye! She also felt that Liu Mingtai was a cold-blooded person.

At this moment, Qin Chenchen's confusion was even thicker.

Looking at the braised lion's head that could barely be eaten, Qin Chenchen blinked his sour eyes, put down his chopsticks, and got up, "I'll make this dish!" ”

Liu Mingtai was surprised, "Huh? Do you do it again? It's not Chenchen, is it my uncle's bad food? ”

"No, I want to see if I can make that kind of craft."

When I came out of Liu's house, it was already sunset.

Qin Chenchen looked at the colorful glow in the sky and sighed deeply.

Forget it, forgive me!

It's her uncle, after all!

The Leng family secretly acquired the Shen family, and if the Liu family didn't break it, maybe there was some kind of trouble, after all, the power of the Leng family was there, and it was a fact that he didn't dare to act rashly!

Besides, Liu Mingtai's only child is crazy, how pitiful he is!

When I returned to Leng's house, I found that the house was deserted.

She sat quietly at her desk and began to draw the design.

A small bungalow, facing the sea, is blooming in spring. Small bungalow for one person!

“。” Xiaolian put the coffee on the table, "The young master still won't come back today." ”

"Hmm!" Qin Chenchen replied lightly.

After a while, she looked up and saw the little lotus pestle in front of her, her face tangled.

Qin Chenchen smiled, "What's wrong?" ”

Xiaolian said: "When will you and the young master reconcile?" This young master lives outside every day, what if he is hooked by some little goblins? ”

Qin Chenchen changed a drawing, and took a colored pencil to outline a straight line.

"The leprechaun has always been there, the key is whether he likes it or not. If he likes it, even if he goes home, he will be hooked by them. ”