Their Love Stories

An Huilin held Leng Haojun's arm and watched his eyes become more and more blurred.

Suddenly, he hugged himself and muttered to himself, "Yaoyao..."

An Huilin shook her whole body, but she still didn't push Leng Haojun away, allowing him to hold herself.

"Yaoyao..." He breathed warmly, spraying continuously in her ears, An Huilin suddenly felt a little emotional, although he thought of herself as Leng Xiyao, but she didn't know how to let him hold herself like this How long has it been.

"Hao Yun..." An Huilin couldn't help calling out his name.

Leng Haojun suddenly became stiff, and he pushed An Huilin away, "You are not Yaoyao, Yaoyao wouldn't call me like that!"

He shook his head vigorously, but looking at An Huilin in front of him, she still looked like Leng Xiyao.

An Huilin paused, and quickly changed her words, imitating Leng Xiyao's voice, "Uncle, it's me, I just want to call your name."

After speaking, she continued to hug Leng Haojun.

She whispered in his ear, "Uncle, you have a fever due to a cold, do you think your whole body is hot? I will help you to the room first, okay?"

While coaxing An Huilin, she helped Leng Haojun to walk outside the study.

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Leng Xiyao left the Lengzhai and kept running wildly on the road, and the scene of An Huilin feeding Leng Haojun medicine continued to appear in her mind.

She felt her tears drifting with the wind, she hated such a senseless herself, but her heart really hurts, she couldn't help it anymore, as long as she thought of the future, she would accept An Huilin and The fact that the uncle was together, she felt that she was suffocating.

As she ran, Leng Xiyao felt that she could not run anymore. She felt that her forehead was full of sweat. She squatted on the spot and started to cry.

Crying and crying, her tears were almost dry, and suddenly her heart jumped, and the feeling of anxiety at school today resurfaced in her heart.

She thought for a long time, and finally decided to go back and take a look.

When Leng Xiyao stepped into the study again, he found that there was no one in the study and there was an open file on the table, but the uncle did not know where to go, even An Huilin was not there anymore.

Leng Xiyao rubbed her red and swollen eyes and walked towards the desk. Her sight was completely attracted by the things on the desk, because she saw the words on it, share transfer, and the little girl Leng Xiyao was raised by Leng Haoyun. of.

Leng Xiyao quickly picked up the file, the more she looked at it, the paler her face.

After she had read this document completely, her face was so pale that she couldn't bear to look directly at her. In other words, the care she had imagined for so many years was an exchange of interests behind her.

Thinking of her uncle's love and care for her over the years, Leng Xiyao suddenly felt a little collapsed, is it just because of profit, how did she accept it!

Leng Xiyao couldn't wait to tear the thing in front of her, but she knew clearly that she couldn't tear it, even if she tear it, there must be more than this notarized thing like this.

She resisted the tears, put the things back in place, trying to calm herself down, she could no longer think about it, the more she thought it would only make herself more painful.

Even if the younger uncle raises himself, it is because his parents transferred the shares of the company to him, but he is good to himself, he can't do a fake, right! That's it, it must be so!

Leng Xiyao kept giving herself psychological hints.

She walked out of the study and stood at the entrance of the study for a moment. The hurdle in her heart still couldn't pass. The expression on her face struggled for a long time. In the end, she decided to ask Leng Haojun to find out.

Standing at the door of Leng Haojun’s bedroom, Leng Xiyao found that the bedroom door was half open. She saw An Huilin was already wearing a bathrobe and was changing Leng Haojun’s clothes. Leng Haojun’s face was flushed and his lips were slightly faint. Moving, I don't know what I'm calling.

However, Leng Xiyao could see that he was in pain at the moment, as if he subconsciously took the initiative to stick to An Huilin.

Leng Xiyao felt sour. What is she doing? They are about to get married. Isn't this normal?

But, didn't the uncle catch a cold? Why doesn't An Huilin understand him!

The more Leng Xiyao thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, the more she thought about it, the more entangled she became, and she had forgotten her original intention to find Leng Haojun.

She quickly went downstairs and called Zhang Ma over.

"Mother Zhang, you go and call Miss Ann to come to my room. You said that I left her a letter before going to school. It was on my bedside table. She must go and get it now. Did you hear that?"

Mom Zhang nodded, and planned to go upstairs to call An Huilin.

Leng Xiyao thought for a while, and stopped her again.

"You call her out, you go to your room to rest, no matter what sound you hear tonight, don't come out, you know?"

Madam Zhang looked at Leng Xiyao and nodded, "Little Miss, don't worry, I will do what you said!"

In her heart, the little lady is the real master of the Leng family, and An Huilin can only be regarded as an outsider.

Watching Mom Zhang go upstairs and walk towards Leng Haojun's bedroom, Leng Xiyao stood at the corner of the stairs, listening to the movement upstairs.

Madam Zhang’s voice came, "Miss An, our young lady said that she left you a letter on her bedside table, so you must read it now."

An Huilin's voice is extremely impatient, "I know, I know! You go down first!"

Madam Zhang did not leave, she continued, "Little Miss wants you to watch now!"

An Huilin's tone became blunt, "Why are you so annoying, I have said that I know it, I will take it now, now you should be satisfied!"

Leng Xiyao heard the door opening upstairs. It should be An Huilin coming out of her uncle's room.

She poked her head out slightly and saw An Huilin opened her door and walked in, and she also took the door with her by the way.

Leng Xiyao sneered. An Huilin entered her room and closed the door. I really didn’t know what she wanted to do in her room. However, even if she wanted to do what she wanted, she would satisfy her. Give her one night. See what moth she can make.

When Zhang Ma came downstairs, she saw Leng Xiyao at the corner of the stairs and said blankly, "Tomorrow morning at 6:30, go and open the door of my room."

"Okay, young lady!" Mom Zhang finished speaking, and went downstairs into her room.

Leng Xiyao quickly walked over, took out the key, and locked the door from the outside.

An Huilin was bending over, looking for the letter from Zhang's mother on Leng Xiyao's bedside table, but she searched for a long time and found nothing.

At this moment, she heard the sound of the door lock turning, and when she turned her head in a panic, she found that there was no movement at the door.

She walked quickly, but found that the door was locked from the outside.

An Huilin almost jumped her feet in anger. This Zhang mom dare to ruin her good deeds. She has always treated her as a subordinate and didn't have much guard at all. But now, she has been rectified.

An Huilin always thought that Zhang Ma locked her here.

An Huilin yelled at the door in Leng Xiyao's room.

"Mother Zhang, you'd better open the door of the room to me, otherwise I will tell Haojun tomorrow to let him fire you. Isn't it good for you to keep your duty as a servant? You dare to intervene in matters between the masters, are you? I don't want to live anymore!"

She talked for a long time, but there was no response outside the door. She stepped forward angrily and slapped the door hard, but no one responded outside the door after a long time, but her hands were flushed red.

An Huilin was mad, but helpless!

Leng Xiyao felt a little more comfortable in her heart. Listening to An Huilin's curses and hysterical calls, Leng Xiyao raised her eyebrows and walked towards Leng Haoyun's room.

Leng Xiyao originally planned to see how Leng Haojun had a cold, but who knew that as soon as she entered the door, she was pulled over by a while.

Leng Xiyao exclaimed, and when she stood still, she realized that it was Leng Haojun who was pulling her. His entire face was flushed, and his expression looked extremely painful.

His breath was heavy, and the hot breath sprayed into Leng Xiyao's ears, her small face was almost red as prawns, although she and her uncle were close, but they had never been so close.

Leng Haojun hugged her in her arms and moved her hands restlessly. Even if Leng Xiyao was sluggish, Leng Xiyao felt that something was wrong with him, but it was too late for her to regret it.

Besides, if the person tonight is An Huilin, then she might be even more sad.

Leng Haojun hugged her and walked towards the bed. His actions were a bit rough, confining Leng Xiyao in his arms, and he kept muttering, "Yaoyao...Yaoyao..."

Leng Xiyao's last point of defense also collapsed suddenly.

At the moment he entered, Leng Xiyao curled up all over her body, her scalp was numb in pain, but, watching Leng Haoyun's painful look, she stretched out her hand and slowly hugged him...

Ups and downs overnight.

Leng Xiyao opened her eyes at five o'clock the next day. In fact, she hadn't slept almost all night. Leng Haojun had been tossing almost all night yesterday, plus she was always awake to remember that she was leaving this morning.

She got out of bed cautiously, for fear of awakening the man on the bed.

She was sore all over, and looking at the bruises on her body, she didn't have time to take a shower, put on her clothes, and walked out.

She left Leng Haoyun's room and did not leave directly. Instead, she went to the study to find the cup Leng Haoyun drank yesterday. The water An Huilin gave to her uncle yesterday must have added medicine.

As for the effect of this medicine, she thought about it last night, but there might be any side effects, maybe.

She must find a place to test it, otherwise An Huilin is so frantic now, she doesn't know if the medicine will have any bad effects on the body in the future.

Leng Xiyao entered the study and saw the quilt on the desk. She had not finished drinking. She took a small bottle, filled the water, and left the cold house.

After Leng Xiyao went out, she didn't go to school directly. She called Zeng Hanyu and asked him to pick herself up.

Zeng Hanyu arrived at the place designated by Leng Xiyao. It was only 6 o'clock in the morning when he saw Leng Xiyao curled up alone, shivering, like a little homeless beast.