After rebirth, my deadly enemy proposed to me

Tang Qing's words, although defending Wen Yan, were undoubtedly a public provocation to Leng Yihan.

Leng Yihan looked at her and smiled instead of anger: "Heh, do you think your joke is funny?"

Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of coldness, which made everyone present feel shuddering.

Wen Yanchu was afraid that he would hurt Tang Qing, so he took a step forward and stood face to face with him: "Young Master Leng, I just bought some clothes for the child out of friendship, and I hope you don't misunderstand."

His words made the corners of Leng Yihan's lips curl up even more: "No, my child has clothes to wear, but since Young Master Wen likes to help other people's children buy clothes, why not buy more and donate to those in need.

What do you think of my proposal, Young Master Wen? "

Tang Qing felt that he was going too far.

Wen Yanchu was no match for him at all, so she said to Wen Yanchu again: "Squad leader, let's go."

Wen Yanchu didn't leave, and he looked at Leng Yihan for a moment: "Young Master Leng is right, people really need to do more good deeds, only in this way can they get good results."

There was something in his words, of course Leng Yihan understood: "Of course, especially if you like to hang around other people's wives, this kind of thing is simply heinous, and you might go to hell after death."

"Leng Yihan, that's enough for you." Tang Qing couldn't listen anymore: "And you, the monitor, what do you want to do if you don't leave?"

Seeing that Tang Qing was angry, Wen Yanchu narrowed his eyes, handed the shopping bag to the shopping guide at the side, and left.

Seeing Wen Yanchu who left, Leng Yihan's eyes darkened, and he said to Tang Qing: "Do you think he really left?"

After speaking, he left first.

Of course Tang Qing could hear what he meant by what he said just now.

Worried that he would really deal with Wen Yanchu, Tang Qing hurriedly chased him out.

"Leng Yihan, every time I come into contact with Wen Yanchu, you seem to be very angry, once or twice, every time, don't you think that you care too much about me?"

Tang Qing said behind him.

Leng Yihan turned around, with deep eyes: "Tang Qing, the aggressive method doesn't work for you, and it doesn't work for me, no matter how much I don't like you, you will still sit in the place of my wife Leng.

It not only represents me, but also represents the Leng family, and you have stepped on the face of my Leng family over and over again..."

He suddenly approached: "Tang Qing, do you really think that now that you are pregnant with my seed, you can really be unscrupulous?

Also, don't think I don't know what you're planning.

Want to use this method to get out of my palm?

Heh, today I might as well tell you clearly, if you want to use this method to force me to give you back your freedom, let alone the contract expires, even in this life, I will never let you go! "

"Cold is also cold..."

"Shut up!" Leng Yihan grabbed her by the arm, dragged her to the car, and took her directly to the Nanshan Cemetery.

**
When he arrived at the cemetery, Tang Qing suddenly remembered that today was actually the anniversary of his parents' death.

There are so many things that happened recently, especially today, she was so busy that she forgot, but she didn't expect Leng Yihan to remember it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Leng Yihan more.

She didn't understand why he remembered these things. He remembered things that even her own daughter had forgotten.

"What are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and kowtow in front of your parents' graves, saying how unfilial you are, you only care about rendezvous with wild men, and forget their death dates."

As Leng Yihan said, he took out two bouquets of flowers and some tributes from the trunk, stuffed the flowers into Tang Qing's arms, and carried the tributes himself.

Looking at the flowers in her hand, Tang Qing felt that she had never really understood Leng Yihan.

In fact, chrysanthemums are needed for the sacrifice, but what he bought were a handful of carnations and a handful of lilies.

These two kinds of flowers were my mother's favorite during her lifetime.

And the food in his hand, the white wine is the brand that his father likes to drink, and the dessert is the taste that his mother likes to eat...

Mingming's parents didn't have much contact with him before they were alive, because they were still children at that time, they were still in school, and their parents were busy with company affairs all day long.

Tang Xin may not know these things, but he clearly knows their preferences.

Leng Yihan knew that Tang Qing was watching him all the way, but he walked on his own without a word of explanation.

Arriving in front of her parents' tombstone, looking at the yellowed photos on the tombstone, Tang Qing's tears flowed out of her eyes.

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry..." Tang Qing gently wiped the dust on the tombstone with his hands, "I'm sorry I haven't come to see you for so long, and I'm even more sorry that I didn't teach Tang Xin well..."

The more Tang Qing talked, the more he felt ashamed of his parents.

Tang Xin's hatred for her didn't arise overnight, but she didn't notice anything for such a long time.

If she could have discovered it earlier and corrected it in time, the sisters would not have ended up like this.

After all, it was all her fault. As an older sister, she cared a little less for her.

Leng Yihan at the side, seeing Tang Qing bursting into tears, pulled her up from the ground, and wiped the tears off her face in a not-so-gentle manner: "You even forgot the anniversary of their death, you still have the nerve to cry ?”

Tang Qing's face hurt a little from being wiped by him, so he opened his hand: "Go away."

"Tch, thought I was willing to help you." Leng Yihan curled his lips: "You look like an ugly eccentric when you cry, and you don't look like a strong business woman at all. It's really an eyesore."

"Don't look at it if it's in the way." Tang Qing said, squatting down again, ready to put out all the things that Leng Yihan brought, who knew that he had already done all of them.

Looking at those things, Tang Qing really wanted to ask: "Leng Yihan, who told you this?"

After speaking, she realized that she had already asked.

She squatted, he stood, she raised her head, he lowered his head, and they met each other like this.

Tang Qing heard her own heartbeat, and it accelerated involuntarily.

Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other like this, and even the surrounding air seemed to be instantly quiet.

Tang Qing was still waiting for Leng Yihan's answer, but Leng Yihan asked back, "What do you think?"

"...How do I know." Anyway, she never told him about this, and after thinking about it, she is probably the only one who knows this. Could it be that he has been spying on her all these years?
Tang Qing thought it was very possible, otherwise she would know in advance no matter what she did.

As for why he wants to monitor himself?

Why else, in order to trip her up in time.

Thinking of this, the touch in Tang Qing's heart disappeared in an instant.

Looking back, she said: "Leng Yihan, after so many years, you have spared no effort to deal with me, don't you feel tired?"

"..."

Leng Yihan thought that she was going to say something touching, and he was also ready. If she really found out, he would never say those insincere words again. Who knew that such a sentence came...

In terms of incomprehensible style, she, Tang Qing, is the second, and no one dares to be the first!

**
After paying homage to Tang Qing's parents, Leng Yihan brought Tang Qing back to the old house.

Since the last time she took Chinese medicine, the two had a big quarrel, and they never went back to see the old man.

The old man has been worried about them all the time, but he hasn't intervened too much.

Leng Yihan knew that he was afraid that Tang Qing would be disgusted, and then he was desperate.

Besides, the matters related to the wedding have been delayed again and again. According to the old man, it is time to do everything that needs to be done.

Tang Qing actually resisted going back to see the old man.

Now her relationship with Leng Yihan is even worse than before. She is afraid that she will not be able to pretend in front of the old man like before. If she says something she shouldn't say, it will definitely make everyone unhappy.

But she didn't say anything, because she knew that even if she said it, it would be a waste of words.

She can't change what Leng Yihan decides.

Forget it, she can only restrain herself as much as possible later.

However, what Tang Qing didn't expect was that he ran into Leng Yihan's mother in the old house.

Thinking of the unhappiness last time, Tang Qing didn't want to talk to her, but in front of the old man, she had to be polite to a junior, so she said first: "You are here."

For Zhong Xuemei, Tang Qing couldn't say that mother word.

Zhong Xuemei didn't seem to hear her, and ignored her, but continued to talk to the old man: "Dad, your birthday is about to pass, how do you plan to spend this year?"

"Isn't it still early? We'll talk about it when the time comes." The old man said, and took a look at Tang Qing: "Xiao Qing is here, come quickly, come here and let Grandpa have a look."

Zhong Xuemei knew that the old man was reminding her.

With a chuckle, she looked at Tang Qing: "Are you talking to me just now? I'm so sorry, I didn't even have a title, so I didn't dare to answer."

"..." Tang Qing smiled: "I want to call you too, but I haven't found a suitable one. After all, you don't seem to like me, and you don't recognize me as a daughter-in-law. If I rashly call you mother, you I'm definitely not happy in my heart, and as for calling you auntie, it's even more inappropriate, so I didn't dare to call you anything, I didn't expect to offend you, I'm really sorry."

"You!" Zhong Xuemei never expected that Tang Qing would dare to confront her in front of the old man.

After all, she is an elder, and she actually made her unable to step down on the spot.

With the old man here, no matter how upset Zhong Xuemei was, she didn't dare to say anything, she just said to the old man: "Dad, I'm still making soup in the kitchen, I'll go and see."

The old man nodded: "Go."

After finishing speaking, he patted the sofa beside him and called Tang Qing: "Ah Qing, come and sit beside Grandpa."

Tang Qing stepped forward and sat down beside the old man.

The old man took her hand, his face full of distress: "Ah Qing, it is inconvenient for grandpa to say some things, and I don't want to make you unhappy, but grandpa wants to tell you that no matter what time, grandpa will believe in you and stand by you." On your side, do you understand what grandpa means?"

Tang Qing's heart is very warm, and only when the old man is here can she feel the warmth. She feels that she is very sorry for the old man and always makes him worry.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I made you worry again."

"Stupid child, what kind of silly words are you talking about? We are a family. Grandpa doesn't worry about you. Should he worry about others?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Zhong Xuemei's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiao Qing, come here and help me peel some garlic."

Everyone present knew that Zhong Xuemei's name was Tang Qing, and it was definitely not a good thing. It should be because she didn't get a bargain just now, so she couldn't swallow that breath.

But they all knew that in front of the old man, Zhong Xuemei didn't dare to do anything, no doubt she just had a few mouthfuls, but she wasn't necessarily Tang Qing's opponent.

Thinking of this, the old man and Leng Yihan didn't say anything, especially the old man, who signaled Tang Qing to get up quickly.

The main reason was that Zhong Xuemei didn't have too many demands. If they intervened, Zhong Xuemei would definitely have a problem.

Of course Tang Qing knew what the old man meant and Zhong Xuemei's purpose, but she didn't want to deal with Zhong Xuemei, so she said, "Sorry, I won't."

"Can't you do something as simple as peeling a head of garlic?" Zhong Xuemei stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Tang Qing: "Is it true that you can't, or don't you want to?"

"Really not." Tang Qing said: "I have been busy all these years, and I have no time to go into the kitchen, let alone peeling garlic, I can't even tell the difference between salt and sugar, so I really can't help you .”

As she spoke, she suddenly pointed at Leng Yihan: "Call him, he cooks our meals, and he is much more talented than me in cooking."

Zhong Xuemei's face turned dark after hearing her words.

Of course she wouldn't ask Leng Yihan to help her. Originally, she wanted to find an opportunity to insult Tang Qing, but who knew that she would dare to refuse herself in front of the old man.

Regarding Tang Qing, Zhong Xuemei really had nothing to do.

She doesn't take herself seriously at all!

The more she thought about Zhong Xuemei, the angrier she became, so when serving the meal, she secretly added something to Tang Qing's bowl.

But what she didn't expect was that as soon as the rice was served, Tang Qing was about to exchange it with Leng Yihan.

Zhong Xuemei hurriedly said: "It's all the same, why change, how old are you, don't you even have such dining rules?"

In fact, Tang Qing had already seen that Zhong Xuemei had tampered with her meal, that's why she had to switch with Leng Yihan. What she said really confirmed her guess.

Looking at Zhong Xuemei, Tang Qing smiled faintly: "I have a bad appetite recently, I can't eat much, I don't want to waste food, Leng Yihan, do you think I'm right?"

Leng Yihan's eyes moved between Tang Qing and Zhong Xuemei, and finally fixed on Zhong Xuemei's face: "You have less, why don't you trade with her."

As she spoke, she didn't care whether Zhong Xuemei agreed or not, so she changed their bowls.

Zhong Xuemei looked at the bowl in front of her, neither eating nor not eating.

The old man's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Okay, okay, let's all sit down and eat."

Zhong Xuemei could only bite the bullet, sit down, and eat the bowl of rice in front of her, which she had added a lot of salt to.

Seeing her pained expression, Tang Qing got up and walked to her side, without saying anything, picked up her bowl, went to the kitchen, and changed her a new bowl.