Leng Shao's second-married private pet

"I want to fight you one-on-one." Chen Guansheng glared at Leng Mohan angrily, gnashing his teeth every word.

"There's nothing I'm afraid of in this world, since you..." The smile on Leng Mohan's face became wider, but the chill was even deeper.

"Enough!"

Lin Yutong reprimanded angrily, directly interrupting Leng Mohan's next words.

The people below were stunned, someone dared to interrupt Leng Mohan, but Leng Mohan was not angry.

It seems that the rumors outside are true.

Lin Yutong stepped forward and looked at Chen Guansheng softly: "Brother, let me settle this matter by myself, I have something to talk to him alone."

"Wangqing, you..."

Chen Guansheng looked at Lin Yutong, despair flashed in his eyes, and he took a deep breath.

He finally spoke with some difficulty: "Wangqing, you... do you seriously want me not to disturb you?"

"Yes," Lin Yutong was upset.

With so many people watching here, she really didn't want others to see the joke.

But the senior brother didn't know how to hide, so she could only send him away first.

Apologize to senior brother later, Lin Yutong can only do this.

"Okay, okay," Chen Guansheng laughed at himself, "If that's the case, I won't bother you about your personal affairs, Junior Sister."

Lin Yutong just felt suffocated, and he hesitated to speak.

Senior brother treats her like a big brother, if possible, she doesn't want to treat senior brother like this.

The demon Leng Mohan is here, and he is not his opponent at all. This demon not only imprisoned her body, but now even wants to monopolize her soul.

"Wangqing, let's go and have a private conversation."

Leng Mohan was very satisfied with her performance, showing a faint smile, walked over and pulled Lin Yutong into his arms, in a very intimate state.

Lin Yutong resisted the urge to push him away, leaned into his arms step by step, and finally walked out of the banquet hall.

When the figures of the two people disappeared completely, the atmosphere in the banquet hall returned.

Everyone started talking.

There are a few people who sympathize with Chen Guansheng.

But most people think he deserves it.

Dare to provoke Leng Mohan, it's like courting death.

"Let go of me!"

Lin Yutong twisted her body to get rid of Leng Mohan's embrace, and looked at him with hatred:
"Is this the result you want? You want me to betray all my relatives and grow old alone. This is what you want, isn't it! Are you very satisfied now!"

She has always been so lonely!
She used to think that there was someone worth her life, but in the end it was just a nightmare.

After waking up from the dream, the child was gone, the grandfather passed away, and there was no news of my brother.

This man still didn't let her go, did he think her fate was not miserable enough?

Lin Yutong became more and more angry, beating his strong chest with both hands.

If it wasn't for this man, if it wasn't for him, how could she become what she is now?
Leng Mohan just stood still, letting her beat his chest, his eyes were full of pain, and annoyance and regret were intertwined in his heart.

It is true that he is sorry for this woman. It used to be like this, and it is still like this now.

"I'm sorry, can you give me another chance, let's start over!" Leng Mohan said affectionately.

Lin Yutong stopped what she was doing when she heard the words, and looked at the man in front of her with teary eyes.

Her heart was moved, and she wanted to abandon everything and agree to him desperately.

But she remembered the painful past again, and the resolute look returned to her face.

"Leng Mohan, you are dreaming, it is impossible for us!" Lin Yutong roared almost collapsed.

Just this morning, Leng Mohan went to her home.

That mysterious gift was also unveiled.

He exposed her identity, and he knew that she was the former Lin Yutong.

Lin Yutong didn't know how he felt, he almost tasted all the ups and downs.

"I like making the impossible possible..." Leng Mohan raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face.

He eventually took it back.

What he wanted to see was her smiling like a flower, not full of tears.

But now he is not even qualified to wipe away her tears.

Leng Mohan pulled her over, regardless of her resistance: "I'll take you to a place."

Lin Yutong struggled all the way, but was still brought into the car.

The car flew out like an arrow off the string.

Fortunately, Lin Yutong has been much calmer than before after experiencing the drag racing last time.

It is impossible for a person like Leng Mohan to do something he is not sure of, let alone take his own life as a joke.

The car stopped in front of a dilapidated door.

The two of them remained silent all the way.

She is very familiar with this street, and she is even more familiar with this door. She has been to this place countless times.

She thought she would never come here again.

The time has not been very long, and the facilities inside have changed slightly, but what remains the same is the owner, the grey-haired old lady.

She recognized Leng Mohan at a glance, and greeted him very familiarly:

"Mr. Leng, you are a busy person, why are you free today!"

"I miss your craftsmanship, so I came here for a meal." Leng Mohan also smiled gently.

There is no usual indifference and hostility at all.

Lin Yutong stood there in a daze and couldn't move his feet.

The old woman in this shop knew her before and treated her very well.

She likes the things in this store very much.

Before that, she planned to forcefully bring Leng Mohan to this place to let him taste the old lady's cooking. This is the best food she has ever eaten.

Lin Yutong couldn't react, now Leng Mohanfei forced her to come over, and the positions between the two seemed to be reversed.

"Mother-in-law." She called softly.

The familiar old lady didn't seem to hear it, she still looked at Leng Mohan with a smile and chatted with him.

Leng Mohan replied patiently.

"My mother-in-law fell ill in the first half of this year, so she can't hear much." Leng Mohan explained to her.

Lin Yutong's heart tightened, and his breath was lightly suffocated.

She walked over and stood in front of the old woman.

"Mother-in-law," she looked at the gray-haired old man sadly, but quickly cleared up her emotions.

The mottled-haired old man, whose old eyes seemed a little cloudy, suddenly reached out to touch her hair, subconsciously said:

"Yutong..."

But the next moment she put down her hand and shook her head tremblingly:
"The old lady has misunderstood the person, you are not Yutong, my Yutong is dead..."