Chapter 741

He pursed his lips, looked at Shen Qingqing with a cold look, and said, "get rid of the wound on your body, and look at it."

Clearly is concerned about words, but Leng Shaoheng said so despised.

Shen Qingqing heart a pain, tears almost fell down, but still forced to endure uncomfortable way: "don't bother cold, less trouble."

Leng Shaoheng frowned. He always felt there was something wrong, but he couldn't remember. His hands clenched.

If Shen Qingqing turns her head, she will find that Leng Shaoheng's eyes are fixed on her.

"Mummy, Momo will take you to deal with the wound." Cold words ink eyes across a trace of heartache, holding Shen Qingqing's hand to the door of the ward.

He ignored Leng Shaoheng completely.

Leng Shaoheng wants to stop, but he is afraid that Shen Qingqing will not deal with the wound, so he has to bear it.

After seeing them go away, Leng Shaoheng takes out his mobile phone and calls Fu Qing.

"Hello." Fu Qing's tone is lazy and casual.

"Look me up on one thing." Leng Shaoheng's voice is like a piece of ice.

"Who was saved?"

Leng Shaoheng was silent for a while and answered.

"Do you want me to look into the murderer?" Fu Qing's tone seemed to have been expected for a long time. He asked, "every day I know how to squeeze me. I'm so busy that I don't even have time to date."

"Now, now!" Leng Shaoheng's tone is extremely dangerous, with extremely strong deterrence.

Fu Qing at the other end of the phone can't help shivering and putting away his own immorality.

"In fact, when you first called me, I started to check." Fu Qing said.

"Who is it?" Leng Shaoheng asked, his eyes narrowed. No matter who hurt Shen Qingqing, moving his son will cost!

Fu Qing was silent for a while and said, "I'm afraid this man is hard to deal with."

"Who?" Leng Shaoheng asked.

"Charlotte." Fu Qing slowly said his inner guess, waiting for Leng Shaoheng's answer.

Leng Shaoheng was silent, stopped for a long time and said, "it's the same as what I think."

"What are you going to do?"

Leng Shaoheng didn't speak. He looked aside and said, "check first and find the evidence."

"Damn, Leng Shaoheng, your son has been bullied like this. Can you bear it?" Hearing Leng Shaoheng's answer, Fu Qing explodes. He asks through the phone. All he can answer is the busy tone of hanging up the phone.

Leng Shaoheng went to one side of the window, lit a cigarette through the tuyere. The fireworks were bright. He lowered his voice and said, "I can't, but I can't now."

Fu Qing on the other end of the phone turned his lips. He couldn't understand Leng Shaoheng's way of abusing himself and his close friends, so he hung up directly.

When she was dealing with the wound, Shen Qingqing felt the pain behind her.

She clenched her lower lip tightly and didn't let herself make a sound, but the radian of her face was not so soft and tight.

Lengyanmo sat watching, his dark eyes were full of heartache, and he stretched out his little hand to pull the corner of her clothes.

"Does Mommy hurt?" Cold words Mo asks a way, the tears that seem to have already hung in the eyes want to fall.

Shen Qingqing shook his head, looked at the cold words, and rubbed his head. "Mommy doesn't hurt."

Although it is said so, but show the look is really very forbearing.

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