The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

"Xiao Xi lost the board game and was punished to stand in the woods outside for half an hour." Feng Qingying told him the whole story with a worried look on her face.

forest?

Leng Che's pupils trembled, and his hands clenched into fists. When he spoke again, his tone was colder than the snow outside: "Whose idea was it?"

Huang Yuan complained innocently: "Senior Leng Che, please leave her alone. She is a liar and doesn't want to tell the truth. She even said that she can't drink? It's really funny. How strong can this drink be!"

"She really can't drink."

If he drinks alcohol, he will pass out after one drink. If it is dark, he will be possessed by evil spirits.

"Archer, you don't know her at all." Bai Snow, who was sitting next to Huang Yuan, said calmly, "Who would get drunk after drinking a glass of alcohol with only a few alcohol contents? This is just an excuse for her to avoid punishment. Don't be fooled by her."

"So, you just let her take off her coat and stand in the woods?" His eyes were cold and sinister, stabbing at the two of them like a sharp knife. "If something happened to her, would you be able to bear the consequences?"

Huang Yuan turned pale with fear at the murderous tone in his voice. In the past, he was just an unattainable flower on the mountain top in her eyes, but now he was like the devil whose reverse scale had been touched, and he might tear her to pieces at any time.

Bai Snow was frightened when she saw him like this, and she felt indescribable jealousy and sadness in her heart. She seemed to have underestimated how much he cared about her.

"Since cousin cares so much about her, why didn't he come with her earlier?" Leng Nianran smiled and broke the gloomy atmosphere, looking like he was watching a show, "At least block the wine for her when she loses the game."

He seemed to really wish he was here.

Leng Che didn't have time to explore these things, nor did he care about his thoughts.

The young man snorted coldly, picked up the wine on the table without saying anything, and drank it all. After drinking three cups in a row, he glared at Leng Nianran, his cold eyes like a bottomless cold pond: "I have finished her wine for her, and her punishment should be over."

Leng Che put down his wine glass and picked up Mu Qianxi's coat that had been placed on the sofa.

"Besides, I know her better than you think. She didn't lie."

Finally, he said this indifferently, and walked away quickly with his coat hanging on his arm.

Leng Che frowned all the way, calling her number, but no one answered. He hurried to the woods, looking around anxiously, but did not see her figure.

As soon as my right foot crossed the border, with a "click", the boot sank into the thick snow.

Small snowflakes were falling from the sky, and the dead woods filled with snow were as silent as death, just like they were nine years ago.

The long-forgotten memories were turned over, like a thick iron chain, tightly entangling his feet and making him unable to move.

"Grandpa, I shouldn't have eaten dessert! It's my fault! It's my fault!"

In the dead woods, an eight-year-old boy knelt on the snow, his eyes full of panic. He grabbed Leng Songyan's trouser legs and kept begging him for mercy: "I shouldn't be greedy. I will never eat sweets again! Please forgive me this time, don't abandon me!"

Ever since he was a teenager, he could feel the hatred and hostility in his grandfather's eyes.

"Since you killed my beloved son, you should live for him."

This was a sentence that was engraved in his bones since he was very young, and from then on, he lost the right to choose.

Grandpa took care of everything for him.

The room is decorated according to my uncle's favorite style, the clothes are matched according to my uncle's favorite style, and the daily routine is arranged according to my uncle's schedule...

Uncle doesn't like sweets, so he has to give up his favorite sweets...

The uncle is gentle and polite to others, and is widely recognized as a popular person in the industry, so he has to put on a hypocritical smile when dealing with the children of other industry tycoons...

Whether he likes it or not, he has to live according to his uncle's way. Otherwise, any dissatisfaction will only bring him greater disgust from his grandfather.

Only in this way can we live in peace.

He had been living cautiously, and his days passed by in a dull manner. Until the banquet at the hot spring villa, he couldn't help but eat a bite of dessert. The next day, after the crowd dispersed, his grandfather dragged him into the dead woods and wanted to abandon him.

It seemed that he had lost even his identity as a substitute.

Two fierce-looking men behind him pulled the boy away.

Leng Songyan patted the fabric that the boy had touched with disgust: "Do you think it's just because of this? Of course not."

Then, his smile became a little crazy: "Mo Ran has a child, Mo Ran actually left a child behind! It was because of you that Qing Zhou went abroad to secretly give birth to a child and kept it from me until now!"

"Since I still have a grandson, there is no need to keep you, a bastard! You have already killed my son, I can't let you kill my grandson again! Only if you disappear, my grandson will come back!"

Leng Songyan looked at the two men fiercely and said, "After you receive the money, you must handle the matter properly. Whether you 'solve' him yourself or throw him into the wilderness to feed the wolves, in short, you must make him disappear without a trace and never appear in front of me again."

The boy trembled and asked, "But, I am also your grandson, right?"

"I only have one grandson! Take him away!"

It turns out that in his eyes, my life is not even worth a human being.

Leng Songyan turned and left without any hesitation, no matter how the boy behind him cried and begged.

"Yes!" the two big men answered.

The boy stood up and tried to run, but was grabbed by the shoulders and pressed into the snow.

No matter how he called out, no one showed up, including his parents. Perhaps they had long wanted to abandon him like his grandfather did... Otherwise, they wouldn't have kept him with his grandfather since he was little. That's right, no one in this world would love him.

Suddenly, my mouth and nose were covered tightly by a handkerchief with a strange smell.

Fear and despair filled the boy's eyes. He struggled desperately for a few seconds and finally lost consciousness.