Qingting smiled slightly, as if she was sad or sighing, "But I'm not like her."
Their looks are only three points similar, and their temperaments are even more different.
Compared to her kind and gentle mother, she feels inferior. She only believes in herself, believes in using evil to fight evil, and scorns such things as repaying evil with kindness.
Being kind is not wrong, but it is stupid to tolerate evil people harming yourself.
He couldn't help but hug her into his arms and comfort her softly, "You are stronger and braver than her..."
This girl is a rare treasure. The qualities she possesses make his heart beat. Every transformation makes his eyes shine.
She was a sparkling gem that he longed to possess.
No matter how sad Qingting was, he made him smile, "Flattery, my mommy is obviously more perfect."
He is very good at sweet-talking. He is completely different from the cold, arrogant and arrogant person he used to be. What changed him?
He looked at her affectionately, "You are the most perfect in my heart..."
It's disgusting, but it's his sincerity. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
The big cypress tree rustled, and his expression changed. He subconsciously pulled Qingting behind him, stared coldly behind the tree, and approached step by step. "Who is it? Come out."
In the middle of the night, in the lonely cemetery, the moon disappeared and it was pitch black. A gust of cold wind blew in, making the atmosphere even more eerie and gloomy.
A chill ran down Qingting's back, his face turned pale, and his heart was so frightened that he asked, "Is there no one there? It's so late, who will come? Is there a ghost?"
Leng Qirui's face was also very ugly. He patted her little hand to comfort her, his eyes quickly turned, and he walked towards the dark cypress tree. Qingting was so frightened that he screamed, "Leng Qirui, don't go, let your bodyguard... ah!"
A black shadow flashed out from behind the tree and ran back. Leng Qirui pounced hard and threw the person to the ground. "Look where you run..."
The black figure made no sound and struggled desperately, but was no match for Leng Qirui's strength and was restrained unable to move.
Qingting was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he mustered up the courage to pick up a brick from the ground and ran over quickly, not caring whether the other person was a human or a ghost, and then smashed it.
When she rushed over, the situation was under control. Seeing that he had the upper hand, Qingting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up his phone and was about to call the police, but in the dim light, he could see the man's face clearly.
People are stupid.
Leng Qirui was stunned by the familiar face in front of him, "Daddy, why is it you?"
Qingting's jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock. What the hell is going on? "Mr. Leng Zongkai, why are you here?"
Leng Zongkai's hair was slightly messy and his clothes were disheveled, but his face was calm. He pushed his absent-minded son away, stood up, patted his clothes, and said casually, "The night view here is nice. I want to see the scenery. What's wrong? Can't you?"
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His tone was calm, confident, and matter-of-fact.
Looking at the scenery? The two people looked at each other with suspicion. This reason is too ridiculous. No matter how beautiful the scenery here is, it is also a cemetery. How can any normal person come here to look at the scenery?
Qingting wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Mr. Leng Zongkai, sneaking around the cemetery in the middle of the night will scare people to death."
Damn it, why is he hiding behind a tree? Did he hide when he saw them coming? Why? Can't he see people? Who is he coming to see? Mommy? Do they know each other?
Countless doubts were swirling in her mind, she had a splitting headache, and she looked around blankly for a moment.