cold wife

Chapter 211 The Walking Dead (1)
Late at night, the castle was silent, it was windy and rainy outside, but very quiet inside.

The man lying in the east room suddenly opened his eyes in the middle of the night. A pair of icy eyes shone with dazzling light. He frowned and sat up from the bed enduring the pain. Mike, who had been standing by the side all the time, heard a small voice. He fell asleep on the table and woke up immediately.

Looking at him with surprise on his face: "Are you awake?"

Leng Qing nodded indifferently, and looked outside. It was windy and windy outside, and the trees were blowing loudly.

Clutching the bandage on his chest, he stood up from the bed. Mike reprimanded angrily: "I really think I am a god, right? I don't know how to lie down properly with such a serious injury!"

The pain in his heart made Leng Qing let out a heavy breath, but he still walked out step by step.

Mike followed behind: "What are you going to do, go to the bathroom?"

"No, it's raining. I think there will be thunder later, and Bao'er will be afraid."

"..."

Seeing Leng Qing staggering out, Mike had a complex expression on his face. Regarding the relationship between them, he was an outsider, so it was inconvenient for him to say anything, but regarding Leng Qing's shooting at Leng Tianyu, Mike still felt dissatisfied. agreeable attitude.

He always thought that this woman, Ai Bao'er, was a scourge, causing the father and son to kill each other, but later Leng Qing actually slapped him hard, but he couldn't open his mouth, because he could even do such a heavy hand to himself, let alone A son he never liked?

Looking at Leng Qing who was about to unscrew the door, Mike knew that he couldn't persuade Leng Qing, so he could only say: "Wait a minute, let me check for you first to see if there are any complications, otherwise there will be no such thing. Life, you woman also snatched it for nothing."

It may be that Mike's later words played a role, Leng Qing stopped.

Helping Leng Qing to sit down on the bed, Mike checked carefully, but said in his mouth seemingly casually: "I went to find her today and asked her to come to see you, but she refused."

Leng Qing's eyes flickered, but he didn't speak.

Mike untied his gauze, looked at the recovery of his chest, and said, "Qing, do you have to be so hard on yourself? Once this bullet misses by a millimeter, your life will be gone."

Leng Qing just frowned, but still didn't speak. When Mike curled his lips, thinking that he would not answer, he said a word: "It's not cruel, it's a bet!"

Who is Leng Qing? He is a strategist. For so many years, he is only a businessman in Kyoto on the surface, but no one knows his background. He is not from Kyoto. He is the only heir to the warlord family of S country , In that dark world for nearly 20 years, without any means, how could he survive to this day?
He has been playing with guns since he was a child, and he can be accurate to the micron where the gun should be shot!

He wanted to shoot this shot, of course not for what he said, one life for one life, or to avenge Leng Tianyu, he just wanted to leave a gap in Ai Baoer's heart, even if the gap was very small, but Only once there is this opening, can he slowly dig out her heart.

No matter how much Ai Baoer hates him and hates him in the future, he will not be thorough, and what he bet is that little bit of incompleteness!
Of course Mike understood what Leng Qing meant. He put away the tools in his hand and shook his head disapprovingly: "A woman, is it worth it?"

Leng Qing didn't answer this time, but went straight out the door.

She is not worth it to him, but the only value of life.

Opening the door carefully, Leng Qing pushed the door and went in. His eyes touched the back of the bed, and his whole breath softened.

(End of this chapter)