"At that time, when you gave birth to your son in the United States, Uncle Ye was very angry and yelled in the yard. When my mother passed by, Aunt Ye stopped her to explain and told my mother about you. My mother was very angry when she came back and said she had never seen her before.
I have never had parents like this. If something happens to their daughter, they don’t know how to find a solution for their daughter, and they still spread the word like this in order to prevent the world from being chaotic." Leng Qianjun said in a low voice.
At that time, in order to help Ye Feifei eliminate bad rumors, he used the first money he earned to send small gifts to neighbors in the name of the Ye family, asking everyone not to tell anyone about Ye Feifei.
Being short-tongued, those neighbors gradually forgot about Ye Feifei after accepting the gifts, and Ye Feifei's reputation was thus preserved.
Ye Feifei didn't know this, not even the Leng family knew.
Leng Qianjun just wanted to work hard for Ye Feifei silently. He didn't care whether Ye Feifei could see it or not. He just wanted him to be happy and smile as innocently as he did then.
I don’t know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
Some people's love is so selfless.
"But fortunately, the neighbors are kind, and they will soon forget about you. So you don't have to worry about what they know." Leng Qianjun clicked on the brakes and turned to look at Ye Feifei at the traffic light.
When Ye Feifei heard Qi Chang say what Ye Wenbo and his wife did just now, she was very angry and resentful, but then she thought about it, they are that kind of people, and there is no need for her to be influenced by them.
"Thank you, Leng Qianjun. I have already turned my scars into armor, which is invulnerable to all poisons." Ye Feifei pointed at Leng Qianjun's stereo and said, "Fat man, play a song."
Leng Qianjun nodded and turned on the car stereo.
But he didn't have time to change the CD, and the song playing now was not someone else's song.
"Guzheng music? Who is practicing this? Do you like to listen to other people's etudes?" Ye Feifei listened to the intermittent playing sound and became interested in Leng Qianjun's CD.
Leng Qianjun reached out to change the CD, but was stopped by Ye Feifei, "Actually, it's okay. Although it's intermittent, my playing is pretty good. It's quite spiritual. This piece is called "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night". I also practiced it when I was a child.
Yes, but not as good as her."
"No, you play very well. You are a genius!" A trace of tenderness flashed across Leng Qianjun's face unnoticed.
Ye Feifei laughed, "Thank you for the compliment, but I know how much I weigh, and I'm not as good at playing as the one in your CD. Fatty, is she the one you like?"
Leng Qianjun smiled and said nothing, yes, she was the one he liked. He had liked her for many years. Every time, he would hide in the corner and secretly listen to her practice. He would secretly record her practice process with a tape recorder and listen to it before going to bed.
, listen to it once when you are happy, and listen to it again when you are unhappy.
She plays the guzheng very well and is the best girl in the world.
Seeing Leng Qianjun's reaction in the rearview mirror, August, who had been silent for the whole time, quickly said: "Oh, it turns out that Xiao Qianjun has someone he likes. I thought you were an ascetic monk. Haha, which girl do you like?"
, don’t hesitate and chase.”
"Yes, Fatty, you are so perfect now, I believe you can do it. Come on!" Ye Feifei also cheered for Leng Qianjun.
Leng Qianjun smiled and said, "Thank you both, I will try my best!"
The atmosphere in the car looked so good that Ye Feifei even forgot to check her phone.
After entering the Qijia villa area, Ye Feifei did not let Leng Qianjun drive in. Instead, she asked the security guard at the gate to call the Qijia and ask Qichang's parents to send someone to pick them up.
She once said that she would never enter Qi's house again, and she will never forget what she said!