Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"The prosperity and decline of the Li family has nothing to do with you. Now that you are standing on the territory of the Li family, I can let you go out sideways."

As he said that, the security guard saw obvious disgust in the frosty eyes of Dr. Li, whom he remembered as gentle and polite, and said to himself: "Find two people to throw her out, remember, it's sideways."

"Li Wei!"

Seeing that Su Yiran still didn't believe her, Li Wei walked away directly: "If you don't throw her out, you won't be able to use her tomorrow."

When the security guards heard that it was related to their work, they looked at each other and moved without saying a word.

"Quick, lift her legs up."

"Her nails are so long!" The security captain grabbed Su Yiran's two legs and said to the young security guard standing aside: "Hurry up, grab it, if you scratch your hand, see if you don't get caught by your wife when you go back." beat."

"Hehe." The honest young security guard smiled, and obediently grasped Su Yiran's hand, and with the joint efforts of several people, they carried Su Yiran, who was cursing, and threw him on the road outside the gate of Li's house.

It was afternoon, and although the weather was cold, there were still quite a few people.

Those who can live here have different identities. They looked at Su Yiran who was thrown out, and several noble ladies pointed and said: "Isn't this Su Yiran from the Su family? Why..."

"Not long ago, didn't you hear that she and Leng Jinyan were going to get engaged, what did you come to Li's house for? Was she thrown out?"

"It goes without saying that Ms. Song Qingcheng of the Li family has made a marriage contract with Leng Jinyan. She must have come to complain, but it seems that she didn't get any benefits."

"Hey." A chubby middle-aged woman in plain clothes glanced at Su Yiran who was on the ground, and said with disdain: "This person is shameless, even the ghosts are scared. You said that what you are doing is not good, but you have to do it." Little San."

The lady's husband was in the real estate business, and after the business grew, he couldn't wait to recruit a celebrity outside, Jinwu Zangjiao.

For the sake of the two children, the lady had to pretend she didn't know about their adultery, and swallowed her anger.Therefore, what she hates the most is women like Su Yiran.

Unkempt, with dusty clothes, Su Yiran listened to the words of the women, and all the anger in his heart was ignited.

She pointed to the lady who said she was the mistress: "You yellow-faced women, if you can't speak, don't say it. No one will think you are dumb. I was the one who was with Brother Leng first, and it was her Song Qingcheng Heng The knife wins the love, inserting between us. Brother Leng was forced to agree only by his grandfather, what is she, Song Qingcheng."

"Why do you call me?" She pointed to the noses of the ladies and said, "With your looks, it's no wonder that all the men are looking for women outside. I think it's almost scary Scared to death by you."

"How did you talk?!" Her words hit the sore spots of several noble ladies, it was a man with nine flowers, and they were similar in every family.

Seeing their frantic faces, Su Yiran was relieved, and she patted the dust off her body: "Call anyone who is a yellow-faced woman, at least I can still be a mistress, and you will be squeezed out of the door by mistresses."

……

The road where people come and go has almost become a vegetable market.

Li Wei didn't have time to care about those things, he stood outside the door, his brows almost wrinkled, he was thinking about how to tell Mr. Li properly, so that he could calm down and not endanger his body.

But after much deliberation, I still haven't thought of a perfect solution.

Suddenly, a voice came from the door: "Come in."

Having lived with Mr. Li for so many years, Li Wei already knows how you feel in Mr. Li's heart just by listening to the voice.

What should come will always come, Li Wei took a deep breath and pushed open the door: "Old man, I'm back."

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Li Hongwei sat on the sofa with a calm expression, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

Li Wei lowered his head and replied: "On the morning of November 11, flight A28 from H city to S city crashed. Qingcheng... took that flight."

Since your old man already knew about this matter, Li Wei didn’t intend to hide it from him anymore. He didn’t raise his head, and continued: “So far, the body recovered by the salvage team has not found Qingcheng. According to news reports, Leng Jinyan reconciled Miss An Ning of the An family is also up there."

"Why didn't you tell me what happened three days ago." Li Hongwei's hands on the sofa trembled slightly, his voice was hoarse, and even faintly choked.

"I worry about your body."

"But I'd rather die than let something happen to Qingcheng." Li Hongwei spent his whole life in ups and downs, and in the end, there was only Song Qingcheng as his granddaughter.

He stood up and said to Li Wei: "Go find two experts on air crashes, even if you die, I will let Qingcheng go home."

"Yes."

Li Wei didn't refute, because he knew that Song Qingcheng was the old man's life.

Since the old man wants to look for it himself, he will never leave the old man's side for a moment, at least he can take care of him at any time.

Coincidentally, the Leng family also had the same idea, so the two cooperated and rented a salvage team to analyze by air crash experts and salvage at sea every day.

However, found nothing.

Leng Jinyan and Song Qingcheng, who had already spent two weeks on the isolated island, did not know that they were trying their best to salvage. The two of them were sitting next to each other under the stone wall covered with dry grass, separated by coconut trees. At the entrance of the stone wall, I heard the sound of wind and snow outside.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Yesterday, a cold snap struck and the temperature dropped sharply.

"Ah Choo!" Sneezing hard, Song Qingcheng rubbed his nose, turned to Leng Jinyan and said, "I'll go out with you later, and come back sooner as soon as I get something."

The stubbornness in her eyes was too obvious, even persuasion was useless, so she said coldly: "Because the snow is light now, go early and return early."

He had been locked here for several days, and Song Qingcheng, who was already half recovered, stood up immediately when he heard what he said, and handed the woolen windbreaker covering her body to Leng Jinyan.

"It's not that cold in here, I'll return it to you when you go out, so that you won't get sick." As she spoke, she put the coat directly on Leng Jinyan's body.

The two of them ate, drank and slept together for the past few days. Because it was too cold last night, they got up in the middle of the night to light a fire, and they were both covered with a coat. Song Qingcheng had already lost his guard against him.

But her closeness didn't feel much to him, but to Leng Jinyan, it was a good medicine that touched the heartstrings.

He buttoned his coat, looked at Song Qingcheng, walked to the entrance of the stone wall first, and moved the coconut tree away.

"Let's go."

As soon as the coconut tree moved away, the not so dense snowflakes were carried by the wind and rushed towards Leng Jinyan.

Song Qingcheng, who was walking towards him, could only see Leng Jinyan's perfectly contoured profile in the snow-white wind and snow, white and sharp like snowflakes.

Like a sharp sword that kills without blood, it hurt her eyes and stopped her in her footsteps.

Waiting for her Leng Jinyan to see that she stood still and did not move, with doubts in her eyes: "Why don't you come over?"

"Oh, oh, a snowflake was blown into my eyes." In order to hide her embarrassment, Song Qingcheng pretended to lower her head and rub her eyes.

Suddenly, she only felt a shadow in front of her eyes, she lowered her hand and looked up, at some point, Leng Jinyan stood in front of her at some point.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingcheng asked stupidly.

"Let me see." Leng Jinyan suddenly stretched out his hands to hold her face, and gently poked her eyelids with his thumb: "Are you still uncomfortable?"

With such a close distance, the breathing of the two had long been entangled, and Song Qingcheng felt that he was suffocating at this moment.

She looked at Leng Jinyan's drooping straight blue eyelashes without the slightest curvature, and almost numbly shook her head: "No, no."

"Then let's go." He let go of his hand in an instant, and Leng Jinyan turned and walked out of the stone wall, as if the distance between the two of them had never happened before.

"..." Looking at his back, Song Qingcheng hurriedly followed, walking behind Leng Jinyan.

Looking at the outline of his firm back, Song Qingcheng shrunk her shoulders and hands and feet, and followed the footsteps of Leng Jinyan.

In this way, she would not have to brave the wind and snow, and be blocked by cold and cautious words.

In fact, many times, Song Qingcheng really felt that Leng Jinyan was really like a programmed robot.

Every step, every movement, even the tone of voice, will not make any mistakes, it is so mechanical that it is inhumane.But the more this happened, the more Song Qingcheng wanted to tease him.

She rolled her eyes and asked, "Where did you find the food a few days ago?"

"seaside."

"Is there a lot of food there? You say that you eat on the road every day, and you have never eaten with me." Song Qingcheng was also very puzzled about this matter. She strode forward and stood in front of Leng Jinyan. In the front, I asked him: "You...won't you give me everything to eat?"

"I'm not that selfless." Leng Jinyan glanced at her, stepped past her and continued walking.

Looking at him, Song Qingcheng, who was passed over, thought about it carefully, yes, no one would be nice to others for no reason, let alone two strangers who had no relationship at all?

However, Song Qingcheng thought about it, since it was a stranger Leng Jinyan who insisted on sharing food with him every day, it seemed that the rumored Leng Nian Yan Wang was actually a soft-hearted person.

It seems that after I go out, I want to promote it to him!
Feeling that he knew the big secret, Song Qingcheng smiled, wrapped the windbreaker tightly around his body, and shouted to Leng Jinyan who had already walked seven or eight meters away: "Wait for me! Don't lose me."

She just yelled casually, but Leng Jinyan really stopped, turned her body sideways, avoiding the oncoming wind and snow, and waited for her.

Song Qingcheng, who didn't notice anything strange, ran to his side: "Go, it's so cold. Why don't we run for a while to warm up."

As she spoke, she ran away without waiting for Leng Jinyan's answer. She was wearing a pair of flat shoes on the day she boarded the plane back to City S, and she ran not too slowly. She turned her head anxiously and said to Leng Jinyan, "Why don't you Run? Aren't you cold?"

Leng Jinyan didn't speak, but anyone who knew him would know that he was in a good mood now.

He nodded and took a step, but suddenly, his steps stopped.

"Huh?" Seeing her stop suddenly, Song Qingcheng looked at him with puzzled eyes.

Leng Jinyan waved his hand: "It's okay." He secretly let go of his hand covering his stomach, took a breath to relieve the pain, and changed to a slower pace.

"You have grown a pair of long legs, and you are not as fast as me."

"Ah."

"Huh, what?" Song Qingcheng's face was filled with complacency: "Are you admitting that you ran faster than me?"

During these few days on the isolated island, except for Leng Jinyan, she had no contact with anyone else. Song Qingcheng didn't even realize that she had the potential to become a chatterbox.

But Leng Jinyan, who found out, felt that this change was very good. He reached out and touched Song Qingcheng's head: "It's good to run faster than me."

What, what is this for?Touch your head if you disagree!Moreover, if you touch it, you can run faster than a rabbit.