Flash marriage honey love: the chief mad wife

Chapter 42 48 Is it Right or Wrong to Marry You?
In an instant, some hot liquid flowed down his forehead, and the broken pieces of the purple sand pot were on the ground.

Ye Lengqing's forehead was smashed, blood mixed with tea flowed on that handsome cheek, but he didn't shake for a moment because of being smashed or burned, and he didn't say anything, just stood at the door and waited for the old man's words Order.

"Why are you still standing there! Do you need me to invite you in and sit down?!" The old man looked at Ye Lengqing angrily, with obvious disgust in his voice.

"No need." Ye Leng said and walked towards the chair on the side. There was no sofa in the old man's room, only a reclining chair and a rattan chair.

As soon as Ye Lengqing was seated, the old man's crutch came over again, this time it didn't hit Ye Lengqing's head again, but hit the bone in front of Ye Lengqing's calf with force, and the pain spread instantly On the forehead, but Ye Lengqing stood up after receiving the cane without frowning or blinking.

"Why don't you die!" The old man looked at Ye Lengqing as if he saw the enemy of the third generation, and the hatred in his eyes was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

"You all want me to live." Yes, although they hated him and wished he would die immediately, they wanted him to live.

"Master, drink some tea and don't get angry, it will hurt you too much." The old housekeeper brought another small purple sand teapot and handed it to the old man. He glanced at Ye Lengqing from the corner of his eye, with a little heartache and pity in his eyes.

"Okay, you go out, and let the little girl go back first." After taking a sip of tea, the old man said to the old housekeeper after seeing the bleeding wound on Ye Lengqing's forehead.

At this time, Ye Lengqing's appearance obviously cannot be seen by Lan Qingyue. Although the old man just returned to China, although he wanted Lan Qingyue to accompany him more, but she couldn't let Lan Qingyue see Ye Lengqing's appearance, otherwise something would happen. Once discovered, it will slowly surface.

After the old housekeeper left, the old man raised his head and looked at Ye Lengqing with hatred, then quickly looked away, as if Ye Lengqing was something that was not rushed, and a glance would hurt his eyes.

After Ye Lengqing's big hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched, then slowly loosened, repeated several times, and finally let go of his fist, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.

"Have you figured out when to marry Blue Girl?" The old man turned his back completely to Ye Lengqing, and asked in a voice that was no longer so cold and full of hostility.

Ye Lengqing lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from his forehead on the ground, converging into a large piece one by one, watching the small blood droplets splash on his leather shoes, when the sun shone on the shoes, they turned dark red. The drops of blood glowed with a crystal clear red light.

I don't know why I suddenly thought of Zhuang Zixin, and I suddenly wanted to know if Zhuang Zixin would find that she had gone back after waking up, whether she went to work today, and whether she had breakfast.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ye Lengqing's lips curled into a smile, why did he suddenly think of her?Is it because of the depression at the moment?Ye Lengqing asked herself in her heart.

"Everything is up to your arrangements." Yes, after that incident, since when did he have the right to speak and make decisions in this family, shouldn't everything be subject to their arrangements?

Zhuang Zixin was a little absent-minded all day long. After going to the construction site to survey the construction site, he was frequently distracted and almost let something fall over him. When he returned to the company to draw the blueprints, he was drawing and drawing. .

Looking at the sketch portrait in front of him, Zhuang Zixin picked it up, crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can a little annoyed. Feeling so tired, he leaned back and closed his eyes, and rubbed his aching temple.

He suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, went to the trash can, picked up the portrait he had just thrown away, stuffed it into his pocket and walked out of the office.

After arriving at the roof, she stood quietly on the edge of the roof, closed her eyes and felt the scorching heat of the afternoon sun on her body, which meant that the warm wind was blowing, blowing her long hair, and there were a few tight strands fluttering in it. Sticking to his cheek, Zhuang Zixin raised his hand and tied his hair into a ponytail with the rubber band on his wrist.

Taking out the portrait in his pocket, he looked at Ye Lengqing in the painting, with a gentle expression and a faint smile on his lips.

"Is it right or wrong for Ye Lengqing to marry you?" Time is running out, but the distance between her and Ye Lengqing is getting farther and farther, Zhuang Zixin has a headache.

She can't think of a way to solve the current situation between her and Ye Lengqing, should she look for it?
But would Ye Lengqing be willing to see herself?Will Lan Qingyue find out?All kinds of problems made Zhuang Zixin almost unable to breathe.

After putting away the portrait and returning to the office, Zhuang Zixin sat on the chair in a daze all afternoon. He originally wanted to think about countermeasures, but after thinking about it, he became dazed, and the whole afternoon passed in a daze.

After get off work, Zhuang Zixin went to see his grandfather first. During this time, his grandfather has improved a lot. Apart from being unable to speak, his body is not much different from before.

On the other side, Ye Lengqing stayed in the old man's room for more than half an hour, and after Lan Qingyue left, there were only Ye Tianqing and Zhang Mengwei in the living room.

And Zhang Mengwei, who was leaning in Ye Tianqing's arms and watching TV, smiled and pushed Ye Tianqing away after seeing Ye Lengqing, patted the sofa next to him and said, "Of course, come and sit, it's been a long time No, Mom misses you so much."

Hearing Zhang Mengwei calling her, Ye Lengqing didn't show much expression, but obediently walked over and sat beside Zhang Mengwei.

"Of course, why do you always have such a cold face? Mom really doesn't like it. Mom likes the way we smile the most. You look better when you smile than your brother, don't you, Tianqing." He turned his head and looked at Ye Tianqing behind him.

Ye Tianqing nodded with a smile, reached out and touched the top of Zhang Mengwei's hair, and when Zhang Mengwei didn't see it, her eyes shot towards Ye Lengqing like ice blades.

Just a look at Ye Lengqing knew what Ye Tianqing meant. When Zhang Mengwei turned his head, he smiled at her: "As long as mom likes it, let alone make me laugh, it will kill me. Some people don't even blink."

Ye Lengqing smiled very gently, but her eyes were still gloomy.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who would want your life?" Zhang Mengwei smiled and rolled her eyes at Ye Lengqin, stretched out her hand to hold Ye Lengqin's big hand, stroking it lightly, and suddenly looked a little lonely.

"Hey, I don't know what your brother is doing now. I haven't seen him for a long time. That dead child has been so heartless since he was a child. He doesn't know how to come home to see me." Zhang Mengwei's tone was very It's complaining.

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