Leng Xiao glanced sideways at Leng Ningyu. The image of him holding Qiu Mo's hand just now was so dazzling in his eyes. He said lukewarmly: "Let's go in and eat."
"Yeah." Leng Ningyu responded in a low voice, and Assistant Ren pushed the wheelchair behind him.
Leng Xiao sent Qiu Mo back to her room and asked Ma Liu to make some ginger soup for her to ward off the cold.
Liu's mother quickly brought the ginger soup. Seeing Leng Xiao sitting by the bed, she was a little at a loss. She looked at the person lying on the bed and then at him.
"Leave it alone." He ordered calmly.
"Yes, Master."
Liu Ma put the ginger soup on the bedside table, turned around and closed the door. Finally, she couldn't help but peeked through the crack in the door. When she saw the scene inside, she gradually felt a little joy at the corner of her mouth.
She saw Leng Xiao pick up the spoon, stir it a few times, blow it with his mouth, then lift Qiu Mo into his arms and carefully feed her to drink.
She closed the door and showed a relieved smile. Although the young lady stood there all day, she finally did not stand in vain. This was the first time she saw her young master take care of others so carefully. Maybe their relationship is not as cold as it seems on the surface.
maybe.
Qiu Mo woke up after choking on a mouthful of soup. When she opened her eyes, she saw Leng Xiao's eyes narrowed out of impatience.
She hurriedly left his arms and moved awkwardly to the bedside. After a while, she asked in a voice like an ant, "Why...why am I here?"
Her evasive expression and movements clearly irritated him.
The porcelain bowl was placed on the table and made a muffled sound, accompanied by his equally impatient voice: "Qiu Mo, don't try to challenge my bottom line."
She raised her head to look at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.
He stood up, his tall shadow covering her in darkness, and his stunning, inhuman eyes stared at her with endless coldness, "Use fainting to win my pity, this is what you want to achieve."
Purpose?"
"I didn't." Qiu Mo quickly defended.
"Then why didn't you faint earlier and later? When Ning Yu came back, did you want him to see that you were unhappy in this cold house? Or did you want to tell him your grievances? Or did you want him to see that you were unhappy in this cold house?
Your plan to kill someone, huh?" His ruthless words completely sentenced her to death without waiting for her to explain.
Qiu Mo originally wanted to defend herself, but at this moment she finally ran out of energy. Since he thought so, he should just think so. Her silence made him even more angry. He made a loud bang and pretended to be half-hearted.
He waved the bowl of ginger juice against the wall, and the soup suddenly splashed on the dark pink wallpaper.
Qiu Mo's body trembled violently and shrank back.
The way Leng Xiao looked at her made her feel hopeless. He had never believed her, never. Everything she did was done with conspiracy and purpose in his eyes. Her love meant so much to him.
It's simply worthless.
A few drops of soup splashed on the back of Leng Xiao's hand, and his fists clenched tightly. Why did he feed her soup just now? She was just an unscrupulous woman who had been deliberately planning for a long time. She was not qualified to win his sympathy.
, she occupied a position that should not belong to her at all.
"Leng Xiao." Her voice stopped Leng Xiao who was walking to the door. He was willing to stop just because there was a hint of less obvious pleading in her tone. This woman was like an untamed wild animal.
Ma was never willing to bow to him, but he wanted to hear what she wanted to say.
"I know you hate me, but please, for the sake of your child, don't do this to me again."
He paused, and his cold words broke down the layer of comfort that Qiu Mo had finally built up.
"Child? Are you sure that is really my seed?"
Qiu Mo's beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, and she stared in disbelief at the trace of clothes he left behind and the heavy door that suddenly closed.
Her heart sank rapidly, sinking into the bottomless abyss, unable to catch her.
How could he doubt that the child was not his?
Although they only met once, and it was when he was drunk, but that time she was lucky enough to have this unexpected treasure. Not only was he not happy, he even suspected her of being unfaithful.
The soup on the wall rolled down like sweat. She took a paper towel and wiped it randomly. As she wiped it, she couldn't help but burst into tears. The stains could be wiped clean, but what about the scars in her heart?
She worked so hard and affectionately, but all she got was heart-breaking hurt from him. If he was willing to marry her in the first place, why did he reject her thousands of miles away?
Leng Xiao, how could you go so far?
"Brother, you've gone too far." At the dinner table, Leng Ningyu piled up his chopsticks vigorously, completely ignoring Nie Ronghua's warning eyes.
Leng Xiangxiang didn't hear it and was still eating slowly.