Leng Feiye took An Qian's hand and left, and at this time, An Qian's mind was all on the two red envelopes in her hand, and she didn't know how much money would be in them.

Seeing that Leng Feiye and they had all left, Li Cuilian changed her face, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a sneer: "What? Why didn't you just keep asking? You see, how similar she is to An Xiao, it is simply carved out of a mold, don't you think of An Xiao when you look at her? ”

Leng Xiangrong didn't speak, he had already explained what should be explained, and as for whether Li Cuilian believed it or not, he couldn't do anything.

"Why don't you speak, did I say that you have a sore spot? Why didn't you snatch her from the old ghost's hands in the first place? Li Cuilian did not give up.

"You're enough." Leng Xiangrong scolded angrily.

"What? Are you angry? The sarcastic smile on the corner of Li Cuilian's mouth deepened.

"What the hell do you want? I've become like this now, even if I still have her in my heart, so what? She's gone, so why do you keep holding on? Or do you still have a good idea of the old ghost? Leng Xiangrong spoke in a flat tone, without a trace of anger.

Li Cuilian, who was told by Leng Xiangrong to think about it, changed her face.

Seeing that Li Cuilian didn't speak, Leng Xiangrong smiled sarcastically: "What? Is this what I said in my mind? Sure enough, after so many years, you still haven't given up on him. ”

Li Cuilian showed a hideous expression: "That's also forced by you, when I married you, I also thought about living a good life with you, but what about you?" What did you do to me? ”

Thinking of that scene more than ten years ago, Li Cuilian hated it and wanted to kill Leng Xiangrong.

mentioned the previous incident, Leng Xiangrong was silent, with a guilty look on his face, this is also the reason why Li Cuilian is so kind to him now, he didn't say a word, because he has always owed her, he has done so many things to be sorry for him, what right does he have to blame her.

"Cuilian, I know that I have done a lot of irreparable wrong things, you can hate me, but I hope you don't transfer this hatred to the children, all of this has nothing to do with them." Leng Xiangrong said almost begging.

The grievances of their life will end in their life, and don't implicate them in the next life.

"Are you afraid that I will implicate An Qian, are you really so afraid?" Li Cuilian said contemptuously.

"Whatever you say, as long as you can eliminate this resentment in your heart, you can do anything." Leng Xiangrong said weakly.

"Then you just take a good look and see if I will get your wish." Li Cuilian strode away.

Leng Xiangrong sighed and shook his head helplessly, what else could he do now.

An Qian, who returned to the East Courtyard, couldn't wait to open the red envelope, and a check appeared in front of her, her eyes shining brightly: "Wow, I didn't expect your parents to be so generous." ”

An Qian excitedly counted the zeros on the check.

Looking at An Qian's excited appearance, Leng Feiye couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, seeing that she was happy, he couldn't help but feel good, she was really a woman who was easy to satisfy, and a check could make her so happy.

"Wow, 10 million, that's too big." An Qian shouted excitedly, if she escapes, she won't have to worry about it for the rest of her life.

Leng Feiye smiled helplessly: "It's just one, didn't my mother also give you a red envelope?" ”

"That's right!" An Qian hurriedly opened another red envelope, which was also a check, and she counted it carefully: "It's not bad, five million." ”

This adds up to fifteen million, is she now considered rich? It's fun to think about.

"I didn't expect the daughter of the dignified mafia Blood Eagle to be happy to see a mere fifteen million, as if she had never seen money, and you are so embarrassed to be your father." Leng Feiye couldn't help but say with disgust.

An Qian glanced at Leng Feiye, looking at the face in her eyes, she was not angry: "What do you know, the mafia is the mafia, and it is not mine, although I have never lacked money to spend since I was a child, but I have never been so rich in my hands." ”

"Eh, you said I would go to the tea tomorrow, do you still have a red envelope?" An Qian leaned over and asked.

Little Lamber on the side!

Leng Feiye hooked the corners of his mouth and hugged An Qian's waist: "You are now my wife, and everything in the Leng family is yours." ”

An Qian glanced at him with disgust, and said angrily: "I'm not rare, my sister is the one who is leaving." ”

With this 10 million, what else is she afraid of.

Leng Feiye narrowed his eyes slightly: "I advise you not to pay attention, if you dare to leave the Leng family, these two checks will become empty checks." ”

An Qian: "......"

So she was happy here for a long time, just empty joy.

"Isn't it good to sit on your young grandmother obediently?" Leng Feiye asked, why do you keep thinking about leaving?

"Leng Feiye, is it interesting that you force me to stay like this?" An Qian couldn't help but complain.

"As long as you stay with me, there's nothing bad about it." Leng Feiye approached An Qian and said in a low voice.

An Qian could clearly feel the cold night breath, and the faint fragrance on her body penetrated into her spleen and lungs, making her whole person in a state of distraction, and the deer collided.

"How's it going, okay to stay?" Leng Feiye said almost beggingly, in a soft tone.

"I ...... I...... Think about it. An Qian pushed Leng Feiye away and got up and went back to the room.

The heart was beating wildly, and An Qian patted her face hard to make herself sober.

"An Qian, An Qian, you can't be fooled by beauty."

She told herself over and over again, but what Leng Feiye said kept flashing in her mind.

Because at the wedding, Luo Xiaoyu took Wenxiang with her, and Luo Jianhua was furious, so he locked Luo Xiaoyu at home and didn't let her step out of the door.

Looking out the window, Luo Xiaoyu was very worried, no one answered Wen Xiang's call, and now she can't go out, Wen Xiang should be very angry.

As early as when Luo Xiaoyu made a decision, she had already expected that Wen Xiang would probably be very angry.

"Hey, miss, the master did this for your own good." Zhou Bo persuaded on the side, seeing that the relationship between father and daughter was like this, his heart was also very uncomfortable.

"Uncle Zhou, why don't you all like Wenxiang?" Luo Xiaoyu asked a little weakly.

Uncle Zhou responded frankly: "Because he can't give you happiness to Miss." ”

"Happiness? Aren't they two people who love each other together? Wenxiang and I love each other, why aren't we happy? Luo Xiaoyu never understood, shouldn't love be pure? Why do you have to mix so many material things in love?

Uncle Zhou patiently persuaded: "Miss, poor and lowly couples are in decline, how often have you suffered since you were a child, Miss, that man has nothing, what will he give you a happy life?" Do you want to keep him for the rest of your life? Have you ever wondered what others will think, and whether you can withstand the external pressure? Miss, don't say anything ugly to Uncle Zhou, how much do you know about that man, and whether he has other purposes, who knows. ”

Luo Xiaoyu looked at Uncle Zhou, these words have been reminding her that Wen Xiang and her are with a purpose.

"Miss, you better think about it yourself, the master does this, and I don't want you to be sad and sad in the future." Zhou Bo didn't say anything more, some things still had to be figured out by Luo Xiaoyu herself.

"Uncle Zhou, I want to go out for a while, and I'll be back in an hour." Luo Xiaoyu begged and said that she felt that she still had to meet Wen Xiang, no matter whether there was any result in the future, even if it was the final decision, she didn't want to leave herself with regrets.

Uncle Zhou was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to resist the master's order, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to the young lady's begging.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll go out for an hour, I'll be back in an hour, and I won't let my father know." Luo Xiaoyu begged again: "I just want to see Wenxiang for the last time, just to draw a perfect end to our love." ”

In the end, Uncle Zhou still couldn't bear it, and nodded in agreement: "Miss, the master will come back in about an hour, you have to rush back within an hour, don't make it difficult for Uncle Zhou." ”

"Well, Uncle Zhou, don't worry, I'll go back as soon as I go." Luo Xiaoyu strode out, and now she just wanted to see Wen Xiang.

A small apartment of less than 50 square meters is full of books, a bed, a desk, a bookcase, a chair, this is all the furniture in the apartment, and the things around are scattered, only three words to describe it, that is, dirty and messy.

"Wenxiang!" Luo Xiaoyu knocked the door.

But the man lying on the bed in the room, like a dead body, did not open the door.

"Wenxiang, I'm Xiaoyu, I know you're here, are you good at opening the door, okay." The light rain kept knocking on the door.

Wen Xiang, who was lying on the bed, came to his senses: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." ”

He quickly got up from the bed and hurriedly went to open the door.

"Wenxiang!" Luo Xiaoyu looked at the haggard Wen Xiang incredulously, it was only a short day, why did he become like this?

"Light rain!" Wen Xiang hugged Luo Xiaoyu into his arms, and the excitement from the heart was indescribable.

"Xiaoyu, I thought I would never see you again." Wen Xiang said in a choked voice.

Luo Xiaoyu was a little stunned: "Wenxiang, don't you blame me?" ”

She also thought that Wen Xiang would blame her for the wedding incident, hate her, and didn't want to see her again.

"Silly girl, how can I blame you, it's not your fault, it's all my own reason, I shouldn't have asked to go, make you embarrassed, is your father blaming you for putting you under house arrest?" Wen Xiang asked, with self-blame in his tone.

"How do you know?" Luo Xiaoyu asked incredulously.

Wen Xiang smiled: "For so long, you haven't come to me, I guessed that you must have been placed under house arrest by your father, otherwise, you would definitely come to me." ”

Only then did Luo Xiaoyu know that the person who knew her best was Wen Xiang, and who else knew him better than him.