Chapter 643

Shen Qingqing noticed that the little guy in her arms was shaking because she could not bear to cry. She was so distressed that she glared at Leng Shaoheng angrily. Holding Leng Yanmo, she turned and went to the car.

She put the cold words in the back seat, bent over to fasten the seat belt, and stroked his little head, then closed the door and went around to the cab.

The car slowly left the villa and disappeared into the night.

From turning to leaving, she did not look at Leng Shaoheng again. It was not hard to see how disappointed she was with him.

Lengyanmo is also out of his mind to leave.

"Miss Shen really loves the young master. She will take good care of him." Xiaolin see he has been staring at the car to leave the direction, then advised.

"You think I'm cruel, don't you?" Leng Shaoheng hears the disappointment in Xiaolin's tone and tears out a bitter radian.

Xiaolin uses silence instead of reply.

Cold Shaoheng Wu from smile, smile but don't reach fundus, what didn't explain, just go back.

The air pressure in the living room is very low.

Leng Yuwen, wearing a black silk bathrobe, sits in the middle of the sofa, his face full of fury, and his sharp eyes stare at him as if to shoot him through.

Leng Shaoheng, who was in a bad mood, just glanced back and went upstairs without strabismus.

"Stop! Did you give the cold words to that woman? " Leng Yu's voice was so loud that it echoed in the room.

Leng Shaoheng took another two steps, finally stopped and turned back to the sofa.

Compared with the old man's anger, he seemed more calm, "is Mo Mo crying to go with her."

Leng Yuwen became more and more irritable. He suddenly stood up and taught: "he's only six years old. He knows what scheming is and what ulterior motives are. He knows that the woman who is good to him actually wants to be Leng's little grandmother and enjoy wealth? As his father, you don't teach him to distinguish people's minds, and you connive at his capricious nonsense. I don't think you deserve to be a father at all

This words touched Leng Shaoheng's counter scale, his face suddenly sank terrible, his eyes showed full of irony, cold and piercing tone, asked: "I don't deserve to be a father? What about you? Do you deserve it? "

Leng Yuwen raised his hand and waved it into the air, but failed to fight.

He lowered his hand heavily and tried to suppress his anger. "You mean that I forced you to marry Charlotte?"

Leng Shaoheng snorted coldly, "if you know how to love your son, you will not only control his life."

"Control? You said it was manipulation? " The fire that Leng Yuwen just put down jumped to the top of his head, pointed to his face and scolded, "I'm all for you. I don't know what to do!"

"Forced me to marry a woman I hate on the ground that Leng Jun was going to replace me. If it's good for me, you can be selected as a good-looking father!" Leng Shaoheng said sarcastically.

Leng Yuwen is really about to be angry with him. He raises his hand again to teach him a lesson. Leng Shaojun, who is driven down, stops him and forces him to sit down on the sofa. Then he looks at Leng Shaoheng.

"Brother, don't say a few words. Dad is old. You should make him angry..."

"Don't worry, he's in great spirits." Leng Shaoheng pause, condescending to look at the younger brother, "with you, no matter how angry he is."

"Son of a bitch, you have to piss me off to be happy, don't you?" Leng Yuwen's face was so blue that he almost got up again.

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