Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

She said this without blushing or beating her heart, revealing her evil intentions and even a bit of shamelessness.

In fact, she was worried that her daughter would disagree and think that she was a sinister and cunning mother, but her daughter responded with a crisp "hmm", exactly like her, without any guilt on her face, worthy of being her biological daughter!

So he added fuel to the fire, "If you feel unhappy, even if he is in jail, I will find someone to deal with him and make you feel better!"

Her raised tone was not just talk. When she thought of the harm Leng Qianhan had done to her daughter, she was furious and unforgivable!

Mu Qingqian had no objection. She thought of Leng Qianhan being handcuffed and taken away just now, but she still didn't feel anything. He was the one who wanted to take the blame, and she didn't force him!

In short, when he went to jail, she turned a blind eye to him and focused all her attention on Wuyang.

She warmed her marriage certificate with Wuyang in her hands and kept it in the place closest to her heart.

Although Wuyang has left her, her heart is only with him, forever.

Maybe one day, she would go with him, and follow him safely. She was his wife, and he was her husband. It would be just right for them to be buried together, and be together forever.

On the way to the police station, the police car had four people in it. There was a policeman in the driver's seat and the passenger seat. There was a policeman in the back, and the other one was Leng Qianhan, the criminal who was arrested.

He placed his handcuffed hands on his legs, opened the marriage certificate he had just received between his clasped hands, and sobbed.

"Wuwu, wuwu, wuwu..." Crying and tears streaming down her face.

He was not crying because he was caught, but because he was divorcing Qingqian. He was so sad that tears were falling.

He kept crying and never stopped. The police were annoyed with him but also felt sorry for him. His crying touched their hearts.

The policeman driving in front couldn't help but said: "Stop crying, you're making us want to cry too."

The police were also baffled. They had never seen a man crying like that, let alone the president of a group.

"What do you know? My wife divorced me, woooo..." He complained aggrievedly and then continued crying.

If he hadn't told them, the police wouldn't have known and would have thought he was heartbroken for his wife and children who had suffered so much.

"Why?! You love your wife so much, this shouldn't happen!" The policeman was confused.

President Leng did not reply. He just cried on his own, unable to express himself.

The police officer made up his mind: "Is it because you broke the law that they are in a hurry to divorce you to clear themselves of any connection? Then your ex-wife is not a good woman either. Aren't you doing this for her and the child?"

Leng Qianhan immediately shouted: "Shut up! If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Don't make her sound so profit-driven and without sympathy."

The policeman frowned at the scolding, and then he heard the man say affectionately:

"She is very good. She encourages, supports and accompanies me without asking for anything in return. Only then can the Leng Group be revived. Otherwise, the Leng Group would have been gone long ago. Woo woo..."

He beamed when talking about his ex-wife, but burst into tears the next second, filled with grief and regret.

The police stopped talking. The rich are just treacherous and they cannot do anything about it. They just need to do their job well.

No matter if he is doing it for his wife and children, no matter if we feel sympathy or pity for him, if he breaks the law he must follow legal procedures.

When they arrived at the police station, the police took Leng Qianhan out of the car and brought him inside.

"Dad!" Little Pudding chased after him and shouted. His hair was messy because he ran so fast, and he looked at his father with anxious eyes.

The policeman was compassionate and stopped. Leng Qianhan wiped away her tears immediately, turned around, and knelt down in front of her son.

When his son called him "Dad", he felt a little warm in his heart. It had been a long time since he heard his son call him "Dad".

Her eyes, red and swollen from crying, were about to shed tears again, but she held back her tears in front of her son.

The father said in a coaxing tone: "Little pudding, stay with your mother and help daddy take care of her. Don't worry about daddy, he will be out soon."

"Yeah." Little Pudding nodded in response, without crying or making a fuss, and without asking any questions. He knew a lot of things.

Dad’s eyes were obviously red and swollen from crying, but at this moment he still looked like a tall and majestic father.

Little Pudding knew that his mother and father were divorced, his father was very sad, and was even arrested by the police. As a son, he was worried because he was his biological father after all.

Although Dad was a bad guy in the past, he has tried hard to change for the better and has done a lot for Mom, even taking the blame for her.

"Be good, go back with Uncle Kang, Daddy is fine." Leng Qianhan wanted to touch his son's head or face, but it was inappropriate because of the cold handcuffs on his hands.

"it is good."

"Uncle Kang, thank you for your help." Leng Qianhan looked at He Yongkang and asked.

"You are welcome, sir. This is what I should do."

Little Pudding obediently followed the housekeeper, and Leng Qianhan was escorted back in by the police.

After walking a few steps, little pudding stopped and looked back. Dad said it would come out soon. How soon?

He wanted to ask his father, but in the end he didn't. Whether he would be sentenced, how he would be sentenced, and how long the sentence would be, the judge would decide.

He checked online and found that anyone who causes serious injury or disability to others by using despicable means shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years.

In view of the various crimes committed by the victim, Lin Weiler, I hope the judge will exercise discretion in the judgment.

After returning from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Mu Qingqian did not show any grief, but personally handled Xiao Wuyang's funeral affairs in a calm mood.

She didn't cry secretly at night. She was very calm, which made Lu Mingyuan worried.

Three days later, Xiao Wuyang was buried.

In the cemetery, all other tombstones are upright stone tablets, except Xiao Wuyang's, which is round and built on the ground at a 30-degree angle. It is not very high, just suitable for kneeling on it.

This style of tombstone was specially made by Mu Qingqian. In the middle of the tombstone is a black-and-white photo of Xiao Wuyang, and next to the photo is engraved "Tomb of Xiao Wuyang, erected by his beloved wife Mu Qingqian".

They have registered their marriage, are husband and wife, love each other deeply, so she is the beloved wife.

Leng Qianhan was present at the funeral. He managed to use his connections to get out of the detention center, one to see Xiao Wuyang off, and the other to see Qing Qian.

But because he was a criminal, the police were watching behind him and we couldn't get too close to him.

However, he still clearly saw the words "My beloved wife Mu Qingqianli" on the tombstone, burning his eyes like fire.

There is also a marriage certificate placed in front of the tombstone, which is the best proof that Mu Qingqian loves Xiao Wuyang, but it is a pain that Leng Qianhan cannot escape.

Maybe he shouldn't have come, but he just wanted to come and see Qing Qian and find a reason to bury Xiao Wuyang.

Unable to bear the pain, Leng Qianhan left without waiting for the police to urge him, with his head down and a sad face.

Today, Mu Qingqian wore black mourning clothes and a black mesh gauze that half covered her forehead. Naturally, she had no makeup on, but she looked solemn and beautiful overall.

She wanted to present herself beautifully in front of Wuyang, as she had always been so ugly before.

She didn't cry either. There was sadness on her face, but it was a calm sadness.