Chapter 1280

Leng Chenxi looks at the woman and smiles.

"In fact, it's been a long time. It's best not to mention the past."

"Well!"

Ling MuQing nodded.

When she returned to her room, she thought of what Leng Chenxi said during the day.

What kind of person is he?

Is he a very lonely person? Or a very kind person? Or is he a dedicated person?

These days together, she found that the cold home two little is not as he thought before.

Completely overturned her previous impression of the cold family.

Ling MuQing took out the mobile phone again, and sent a message from the familiar number above.

"Take good care of yourself, don't do it too early."

Ling MuQing turned off her cell phone again. She was just a little tired.

In the next few days, she stayed at home with Leng Chenxi, because she felt that Leng Chenxi's condition was getting better, and she was very happy.

"There will be spring festival in two days. MuQing, won't you go home?"

Leng Chenxi looks into the innocent eyes of the girl.

There is no evil.

"Didn't I say that? I'm not going home. Because, I really have no home, no home can let me go back, in fact, you see me in the orphanage is not accidental, I am not so kind a person. It's just too much affection for the orphanage. "

Ling MuQing in cold dawn some surprised time and continued.

"I was sent to an orphanage when I was very young."

"What? Are they your parents? "

"No, my parents left me earlier. They were killed, so if they were there, I wouldn't be in an orphanage

Ling MuQing's eyes are mostly sad, it seems that memories are gray, especially painful.

"Well, who killed your parents, do you know?"

Ling MuQing's expression was slightly stunned.

For a long time, he shook his head.

Her eyes became so empty.

Looking at the cold dawn, the eyes also dropped several degrees.

"I don't know. If I knew, I would never let that man go. The Revenge of killing my father is unfair. What's more, my parents were killed by the same person."

"But you don't know who killed them. How do you know they were killed?"

Leng Chenxi feels that it doesn't make sense. He has always been a person with rigorous thinking. There seems to be a loophole in Ling MuQing's words.

"I heard the gunshot, but I was put in a vase by my servants, so I escaped."

"Well, forget it. I feel like you're going to cry."

Said Leng Chenxi.

"Since you can't go home for the Spring Festival, come with me. I really don't know how to spend the Spring Festival."

Leng Chenxi just feels embarrassed in her present situation.

And the man I saw on my way home today.

That person, so like Yu Zhenhuan.

"Really? Can I come with you? "

Ling MuQing said excitedly. There was a twinkle of joy in his eyes.

"I'm bored by myself. Let's go together."

Leng Chenxi smiles.

Ling MuQing nodded and made some effort.

Cold home, all the decorations show that we are welcoming the new year.

Because some of the servants didn't go home and some of them did, an Xiaojing made a big red envelope for those who stayed.

But it won't be released until the night of the Spring Festival.

An Xiaojing really has a heart.

Home is now a red, there are new year's stickers and couplets.

The children also have winter vacation. They play with their toys at home all day. Looking at the children's smiling faces, an Xiaojing feels happy.

Leng Yichen did not stop his work.

The whole person is busy from beginning to end.

After Xu Liuqi lobbied for many times, Leng Yichen completely agreed, and the construction of that project has already started.

Leng Yichen has been keeping a close eye on the project for many times. He doesn't want something unpredictable to come out of the project.

As soon as it appears, stop.

Because it has something to do with antiquities.

When she went home, Leng Yichen bought the salted crisp chicken that children like to eat, and bought flowers for an Xiaojing. When she got home, it was a little late.

An Xiaojing saw Leng Yichen come back with a bunch of flowers in her hand and secretly pulled the corner of her mouth.

"It's not for me, is it?"

An Xiaojing said on her own initiative.

"Not for you, but for whom?"

Leng Yichen smiles.

They have been married for a long time, but he insists on sending flowers to an Xiaojing every Wednesday.

He will deliver it himself.An Xiaojing took the rose and sniffed it.

"And the child?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Upstairs."

Before an Xiaojing had finished speaking, the two children came down from upstairs.

And it smells good.

"Daddy."

The snow Mu kisses of call way.

Leng Yichen saw his son and picked him up.

"How about being good at home? Did you help your mommy with the housework?"

"Yes, I helped Mommy take care of her sister."

Snow Mu sweet answer.

One side of the small from is very calm, he did not ask for his father's arms.

"Xiao Li, what's the matter with you?"

Cold also Chen does not understand of ask.

"Daddy, Spring Festival is coming. Where's uncle? How's he doing? "

Xiao Li is a little worried about Leng Chenxi, because he hasn't seen Leng Chenxi for a long time. Moreover, the last time he saw Leng Chenxi, Leng Chenxi had fainted.

He knew that cold dawn had the prick disease.

"Well, how about calling uncle together for 30 years?"

Leng Yichen seems to understand why Xiaoli is worried.

I don't know what he means.

In fact, I am also worried about the dawn. I don't know how his condition is under control now.

Did you follow the way Xiao Li said.

These days, I feel I can't see the dawn.

"Don't worry, daddy will ask about his uncle tomorrow and tell you if it's OK."

"Good!"

Xiao Li nodded.

Leng Yichen picked up Xiao Li.

"Daddy bought you something delicious."

Leng Yichen took the salted crisp chicken he bought to the child. The two little guys got greedy and jumped off Leng Yichen.

I can't restrain myself when I see delicious food.

Leng Yichen goes to an Xiaojing again.

"Let's go to see Yuqing. If she is always neglected because she is a baby, the child will hate me when she grows up."

"Don't talk nonsense."

An Xiaojing interrupts Leng Yichen.

"Yuqing is so small, how can I love you, stupid."

With that, they went upstairs together.

Yuqing is lying in her little basket.

But his eyes are wide open looking at Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing. To them, Yuqing just looks at them blankly.

"Daddy!"

Leng Yichen squats down and teases his daughter.

Xiaoyuqing completely ignores Leng Yichen's existence.

"She's too young to understand what you're saying."

An Xiaojing smiles.

Then also squatted down, looking at the rain fine, now the child three months, a little older than before. It's a baby, but it's a beauty.

An Xiaojing gently touched the child's head.

"Grow up quickly and play with Daddy, mummy and brother in the future."