Qingting didn't eat much, he just drank a bowl of soup and a few fried shrimps, then put down his chopsticks and drank tea slowly.
Even her posture when drinking tea was so elegant, Leng Zhongyu's heart was filled with excitement when she looked at her, she was really beautiful.
He couldn't help but leaned over and asked softly, "How have you been these past few years? Where are Daddy and Auntie? Why can't I contact you? Give me your mobile phone number."
Qingting didn't even raise his eyelids, and pursed his lips slightly, "I'll leave in a few days."
Her expression was calm and her tone was very cold.
Yu Minglang had been observing the two of them all night, and was surprised. He suddenly remembered who Ye Qingting was. The eldest lady of the Leng family, the wife of Young Master Rui. The plane crash that year was known to the whole world. Ye Qingting
Ting's name was mentioned as a result.
But... Young Master Yu is the second young master of the Leng family, and he actually likes his sister-in-law?!
Oh my gosh, he seems to have discovered a great secret.
Leng Zhongyu's voice rose an octave higher, "You still want to leave?"
No, he can't let her go.
Qingting slightly nodded his head, his usual carelessness, as if his thoughts were far away.
Leng Zhongyu was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to show it. This girl's stubborn temper was a headache.
Countless thoughts passed through his mind, and he persuaded patiently, "There are many good things to do outside, but they are not as good as your own doghouse. After wandering outside for so long, it's time to come back."
This is the hometown where she was born and grew up. I believe she has a different feeling for this city.
He believed that she would come back one day.
Qingting played with his fingers, missing his baby a little, "It's the same everywhere, my hometown is where I feel at ease."
Without Qirui, she would be the same wherever she is, it doesn't matter.
She has a pair of lovely children to accompany her, and her life is lively and lively, and she is not lonely.
What should I do? I have only been away for two days and I miss them so much. What should I do?
While they were talking, the other three people listened carefully, with different thoughts.
A waiter slowly walked over with a steaming bowl of soup, getting closer and closer. When passing by the light pavilion, for some reason, he bent his arm and the soup bowl flew out.
Qingting was sitting with his back to him, knowing nothing about it. He was about to be poured on him. Leng Zhongyu had quick eyesight and rushed over to protect Qingting in his arms. The hot soup hit his arm.
The bowl fell to the ground and broke into thousands of pieces.
There were screams of surprise, and everyone was shocked.
Leng Zhongyu ignored his injuries and looked at Qingting anxiously, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Qingting pushed him away gently, "I'm fine, thank you."
Although she had no feelings for him, she always remembered the things he had done for her.
Now that he has rushed to protect her from disaster, she is not unmoved, but... she is just grateful.
Fan Yunchan had already rushed over and hurriedly held Leng Zhongyu's arm, "Quickly, take off your coat. Is it too hot?"
She shed tears of distress and completely forgot about her surroundings.
Yu Minglang looked at her blankly, a flash of realization flashing in his eyes.
A bitter smile appeared on Fan Qihua's face, what an injustice.
The scene was a mess. People were getting ointment, calling ambulances, and calling people in charge. They were all surrounding Leng Zhongyu, as if something big had happened.
Qingting couldn't help, so he quietly retreated. When he turned around, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face, and couldn't help but be stunned. "Mo Linglong, it's you, why are you here?"