Rebirth Mission

"mom?"

Realizing that Lan Shu was in a bad mood, Leng Yujing panicked and held her hand.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't cry, did I say something wrong to make you unhappy?"

He glanced at the steel sword beside him.

"You don't like me wearing this, so I don't want it anymore. Don't cry."

Leng Yujing picked up the steel sword and prepared to throw it into the trash can. She didn't want to see her mother sad and didn't want to make her upset.

Lan Shu held her wrist to stop her from throwing the steel sword, then held her in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, and adjusting his tone to prevent his voice from trembling.

"No...No Jing'er...You are right."

Lan Shu's heart was broken when she heard Jing'er's humble and flattering words and nervous look.

This was the first time Jing'er had such an expression in such a long time.

Tears flowed uncontrollably and I didn't dare to sob out loud.

Seeing this, Leng Yujing could only hug her. When she saw the gauze wrapped around her wrist, she thought that her mother was scared when she saw that she was injured, so she gently stroked her back with a gentle voice.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I was careless this time. I won't let myself get hurt again. Don't be afraid..."

Lan Shu's heart seemed to be strangled by someone.

It was Jing'er who was injured and bleeding, so why was he comforting her?

When did her Jing'er become so sensible and so pitiful?

The Leng family father and son were also feeling uncomfortable. Although Jing'er's cold attitude towards them made them uncomfortable, when they suddenly saw Jing'er so frightened, their hearts seemed to be tied up tightly with ropes.

The rope continued to tighten, almost cutting the heart.

Leng Yujing coaxed Lan Shu for a while, then took the wet towel from Uncle Mu and gently wiped her mother's face.

Lan Shu was really embarrassed.

"I am the mother."

"I knew."

Lan Shu had no choice but to let Jing'er continue wiping with secret joy in her heart.

He took her right hand and stroked the gauze with his fingers.

"Does it still hurt?"

Leng Yujing shook her head: "I never felt any pain."

Lan Shu looked up and saw that her hair was a little loose. She waited patiently until her face was wiped before speaking: "Mom will help you comb your hair."

Leng Yujing nodded hurriedly: "Okay~"

He turned around and sat sideways on the sofa, facing the kitchen and with his back to everyone.

Lan Shu pulled out the other half of the hairpin that Leng Yujing had inserted on her head as a scabbard, and her long hair like a waterfall fell down her back.

Under the light, it is shiny black and as soft as silk.

Take the wooden comb and comb it gently.

"Didn't you like your hair down before? Why did you suddenly put it up?"

Leng Yujing's eyes dimmed for a moment.

"It's too hot to have your hair down in the summer."

Originally, Lan Shu just asked casually, and Jing'er gave an answer and didn't think about it any further, but who knew...

[In the second life, I was drowned because my hair was loose, and after my rebirth, my hair has never been loose again. 】

Leng family: !!!!!!!!!!!!

Everyone's eyes widened. They all noticed Jing'er's changes. Some of her habits and dressing style had changed, but they didn't think about it too much.

After all, sometimes people's habits may change suddenly, but I didn't expect it to be for such a reason.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of the Leng family's eyes, and the scenery in front of them changed.

It was late at night and all the lights were off. On a bridge under the moonlight, a woman was seen running on it, with five or six men chasing after her.

As the view zoomed in, they could clearly see the woman's appearance: a cute baby face, willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and thin cherry lips.

Jing Er!! ? ?

Although she looks a few years older, that is Leng Yujing.

She was wearing a light grey suit and black high heels, and her long, slightly curly hair was flying behind her as she ran.

The high heels and skirt greatly limited her running speed, and she was caught by the men behind her in the middle of the bridge.

"let me go!"

A man grabbed Leng Yujing's wrist tightly and sneered.

"Where are you going, Mr. Leng?"

Others followed suit.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao Leng, don't run."

"Are you dissatisfied with us brothers?"

"Hehehehe..."

Leng Yujing tried desperately to break free, but she was no match for the men.

"Please let me go. I'll give you money. I'll pay double to whoever sent you. Let me go!"

When the men heard this, they laughed even more arrogantly and their tone was full of contempt.

"Money? Mr. Xiao Leng, how much money can you give?"

"You don't think you are the daughter of the Leng Group, the daughter of a wealthy family."

"Even if you are a young entrepreneur now and have received investment from Mr. Shen, do you think you can stand up again?"

"Don't dream, Mr. Leng. The Leng family has been dead for several years. You have no background and no power now. What are you still resisting?"

The men used the lights on the bridge to see Leng Yujing's appearance clearly. She was wearing a light grey suit and skirt. She had a pair of slender long legs with smooth curves without a trace of fat. Greed appeared in her eyes and her gaze fell on her unscrupulously.

"Boss Xiao Leng is 23 years old this year, but he doesn't look like it."

"Yes, he looks like a minor."

"Do not touch me!"

Leng Yujing had just shaken off the man's hand when her arms were controlled by the two men again.

"Don't resist Mr. Leng like that. We won't kill you."

"Someone is paying you to enjoy yourself, so you should be happy."

"Hiss."

Leng Yujing's suit was violently torn open, and the shirt inside was also torn into large pieces. The orange-yellow light of the street lamp shone on her snow-white skin, covering it with a layer of gauze-like fragmented light.

The man stretched out his hand, and Leng Yujing resisted with all her might. She raised her leg and kicked a man between the legs, but someone else took the opportunity to grab her ankle. While struggling, Leng Yujing fell off the ground, and due to inertia, her body directly flipped over the fence of the bridge and fell straight into the water.

"呲".

The men, who were still in shock, heard the sound of sudden brakes behind them, and the next second they were all controlled by a group of bodyguards and forced to their knees on the ground.

A black Cullinan, and a man in a suit got out of the back seat. The man had fair skin and a cold face, but his eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Miss Leng!"

The man walked to the edge of the bridge in two or three steps, leaned against the railing and looked down. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Go find it!"

The scene moves downward, across the surface and into the water.

The water plants, which looked soft but were actually tough, were entangled with Leng Yujing's long hair.

The body was also densely entangled with water plants.

Leng Yujing had lost her breath and was only a fist away from the water surface.

But this short gap cannot be overcome no matter how hard I try.

The bodyguard who was ordered to find someone did not touch Leng Yujing's long hair, but cut the water plants.

The man in a suit knelt on the ground, holding the breathless Leng Yujing in his arms, and gently removed the weeds from her hair.