"Young Madam!" Rong's mother hurriedly supported her, "Are you okay?"

"Oh my god, Miss Leng!"

Leng Bing walked in, saw this scene, and hurriedly helped Leng Qianxue sit on the sofa.

"Quick, drink some bird's nest." Rong's mother brought the stewed bird's nest over and asked with red eyes, "Are you tired, or are you hungry and suffering from hypoglycemia?"

"They should all be there."

Leng Bing fed Leng Qianxue some bird's nest, and Leng Qianxue's complexion improved a little.

"You are trying to kill me." Leng Bing was angry and anxious, "We are all made of flesh and blood, how can we go through such trouble? There are already so many sick and wounded people at home. If you continue like this, there will be one more."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Leng Qianxue said tiredly.

"I don't care, you must have a good rest tonight." Leng Bing's eyes were red, "otherwise I will go tell the children."

"You are getting more and more courageous, and you actually dare to threaten me."

Leng Qianxue covered her hot forehead, feeling very tired.

"Young madam, just be obedient and eat something first, and then have a good sleep." Rong's mother brought the things over, "Be good, drink some porridge."

Leng Qianxue couldn't resist the two of them, so she had to drink porridge obediently. Then, under the escort (supervision) of the two, she went back to her room, took a hot bath, and went to bed.

She is indeed very tired, very tired, very tired...

But she was also afraid of sleeping.

Because every time she closed her eyes, Ye Zhenting struggling in the fire, desperate and helpless, would appear in her mind. Thinking of these, she would be miserable...

"Have a good rest. You are tired and must go to sleep." Leng Bing accompanied Leng Qianxue beside him, "Don't think too much, just sleep peacefully."

Leng Qianxue closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep...

Leng Bing moved her hair away from her forehead with distress, covered her with a quilt, and then stood guard over her.

Rong's mother put a thermos cup and whispered to Leng Bing: "I put some ginseng tea in the cup. When the young lady wakes up, you can drink some if you feel uncomfortable."

"Thank you, Mama Rong. You can go and rest."

Leng Bing thanked her and sent Rong's mother away.

Leng Qianxue was really too tired and fell asleep quickly.

Leng Bing was wrapped in a blanket and sleeping on the sofa. Thinking about what happened recently, she felt very depressed and a little helpless.

Nowadays, crises are everywhere, and it is too hard for Leng Qianxue to hold on alone.

This has just begun, but her body can no longer bear it. What should she do in the future?

Just as she was thinking about it, Leng Bing's phone suddenly vibrated. She picked it up and saw that it was an unknown number. She felt a little strange, so she took the phone and went to answer it: "Hello!"

"It's me!" A low, cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"gentlemen???"

Leng Bing almost jumped up with excitement. She immediately covered her mouth, looked back at the bedroom, clutched the phone tightly with trembling hands, and asked incoherently——

"Sir, is it really you? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Leng Difeng's voice was very cold.

"I……"

"Listen, don't tell Qianxue about my call to you," Leng Difeng ordered.

"Yes, yes." Leng Bing nodded hurriedly.

"I'll ask you a few questions and answer them truthfully." Leng Difeng asked.

"yes!"

"Is Ye Zhenting really dead?"

"Well..." Leng Bing paused and said seriously, "I'm not sure either. After the fire, the police found no one at the scene and no body.

They said that there was also a fire in the room, which was ignited by a particularly strong poisonous substance that could incinerate people into ashes, so..."

"A particularly strong poisonous object?" Leng Difeng murmured this sentence.

"Yeah, that's what the police said. They speculated that the nightclub may have died in the fire, but Miss Leng was unwilling to accept the fact. She always felt that the nightclub was not dead yet..."


Chapter completed!