The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

Mu Qianxi didn't dare to look at him from beginning to end, until she heard his footsteps getting farther and farther away. The taut string in her body seemed to be cut suddenly, and she fell to the ground on the snow as if exhausted.

"Blood...blood..."

She looked at the blood stained on Leng Nianran's coat. He looked like a person who had lost his soul. He kept muttering to himself and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That was cold blood. He lost a lot of blood...

She had never felt so heartbroken and desperate.

She was worried to death, but she couldn't get close to him, so she let him treat his wounds alone and leave alone.

Will he hate her?

She even hated herself.

A heart-piercing feeling spread throughout her body, and Mu Qianxi's tears flowed out uncontrollably.

Leng Nianran was stunned for a moment, and quickly squatted down to explain again: "Sister Mu, this is not my blood, I'm fine. What happened to you?"

"How could it be okay..."

How could he be okay...

He had a wound on his arm and lost so much blood.

Mu Qianxi's emotions suddenly collapsed.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine!" Leng Nianran hurriedly comforted her.

Even the people around her thought that she was worried about Leng Nianran and was about to have a mental breakdown.

Only she herself knew that she had abandoned the person she truly cared about.

At the corner, Leng Che ran into Leng Songyan who was hurrying over with a cane, and Ye Qingzhou was supporting him at his side.

"I knew that nothing good would happen if you, a bastard, showed up here! What on earth did you do to my grandson?!"

As soon as Leng Songyan saw him, the worry on his face instantly disappeared without a trace, replaced by a deep feeling of disgust. As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his wrinkled palm and slapped him hard in the face.

Leng Che's eyes turned cold and he firmly grasped Leng Songyan's waving hand.

The hand that covered the wound was covered in blood, and even Leng Songyan's sleeves were stained a glaring red.

"Just ask your precious grandson what I did. There's no need to come here so early to accuse me!"

Because of the blood loss, Leng Che's lips turned pale, but the cold aura around him did not diminish at all. He stared at the person in front of him and refused to show weakness. Before he finished speaking, he coldly shook off Leng Songyan's hand.

The doctor following behind Leng Songyan saw the blood on his hand and hurried forward to check his injury, but heard Leng Songyan shout angrily: "No need to check him! Go see Nianran first!"

The doctor was so frightened that he trembled all over. He quickly agreed and immediately rushed towards the woods, not daring to delay for the slightest bit.

Leng Songyan gnashed his teeth and said, "I really regret that I was too soft-hearted and didn't let you die in the woods nine years ago. That's why you have the opportunity to hurt my grandson today!"

"Why, do you want to kill me again?" He asked with a sneer, revealing endless chill and mockery. He looked like a Shura who had escaped from hell, and his cold aura seemed to freeze the air around him, making people shudder.

"Unfortunately, I am no longer the child who was at the mercy of others." Leng Che continued, his voice as cold as if he had chewed it up and squeezed it out from between his teeth. His cold eyes, like two rays of cold light, stared at Leng Songyan intently, "Even if you abandoned me in a wolf pack, I survived. Even if I was rummaging through garbage, I survived. You couldn't kill me back then, and now, I'm afraid that even when you die of old age, I won't let you do what you want."

"You! You evil creature! Get out of here! Get out of the Leng family! How could my Leng family give birth to a devil like you!" Leng Songyan was so angry that his face was distorted and he cursed loudly.

"Don't worry, I will leave." Leng Che's tone was extremely cold.

He turned away his cold gaze and no longer looked at Leng Songyan. Then, he turned sideways and walked straight past Leng Songyan, gradually disappearing from their sight.

After getting in the car, Zhuge looked back and was shocked to see the blood on Leng Che's body.

"Oh my God! My dear master! What happened to you!"

His lips were pale, and there was sweat on his forehead. He didn't look very well. But he seemed numb, with no expression on his face, as if he couldn't feel the pain. He just said coldly, "Go to the hospital."

Zhuge quickly started the car.

The engine started to roar, and he said, "Arrange another car to take her home."

"It's already like this, why are you still worrying about this girl? She will find a way to go back by herself." Zhuge was so anxious.

Yes, Leng Nianran would naturally send her back.

Stop being such a jerk, Leng Che.

he said to himself.

He lowered his lifeless eyes, remained silent for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I don't know, just do it. Make sure she gets home safely."