Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"Yun Ting, wait for me."

"What else do you have to say?" Leng Yunting's voice was full of impatience.

"I just wanted to thank you for being willing to accompany me back to my adoptive father's house."

"I still have work to do. Please meet me at the company on time at 11 o'clock."

"Ok."

The sound of conversation coming from the direction of the Lin family made Zhao Heqian pause. His smile slowly faded and he took a deep breath.

Who the hell is this Leng Yunting? How dare he treat Yan An so rudely?

There were footsteps.

Zhao Heqian hid in the flower bed with the flowers in his arms.

Leng Yunting strode out and called his secretary to ask where the person was.

The secretary, who was stuck in traffic, said it would take another ten minutes.

Leng Yunting glanced at Yan An, who was still standing at the door looking at him with resentment, and felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.

Such a loving look in her eyes, but how could he see that she wanted to stab him?

Damn, this woman must have gone crazy because of poverty outside, and her madness attacks from time to time.

Who wants to deal with a crazy woman?

pity……

If Yueyue was healthy and could live a long life, he could have a happy marriage and establish a long-term cooperation with the Lin family.

He decisively chose to walk to the entrance of the community, feeling both sad and irritated.

Therefore, he didn't notice that someone was following him.

A paper bag with a faint floral scent was put on his head, and then he was kicked hard in the lower back.

"Who?" Leng Yunting fell to the ground, someone grabbed his collar and dragged him to the side.

Because the villas here are not cheap and many of them have not been sold, he was dragged to the cobblestone road behind a villa.

"Woo woo." The plastic bag with the scent of flowers was stuffed into his mouth, and Leng Yunting could only make a muffled groan.

I don’t know how long it took, but the punches and kicks finally stopped.

He was turned over and laid on the ground, the paper bag on his head was taken off, and the plastic bag in his mouth was also taken out.

The slow and steady footsteps faded away, and it was the murderer who had left.

"Who, who is it?" Leng Yunting roared with all his remaining strength, and then fainted.

The secretary drove over but couldn't find anyone and couldn't get through on the phone, so he was very anxious.

Finally, he followed the ringing sound and found Leng Yunting lying on a path behind an empty villa.

"Oh my God!" He was shocked and ran over uncertainly. When he felt that the person was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called the emergency number.

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Zhao Heqian was in a bad mood and had originally planned to treat Yan An to a meal, but who knew he would run into such a bastard.

You can only leave first.

He drove away and threw away the flowers and bag at a distance.

Leng Yunting woke up quickly after being sent to the hospital. The injuries on his body were all superficial.

The doctor said it wasn't serious, but Leng Yunting felt pain all over his body whenever he moved.

And his face...

The person who hit him must have done it on purpose.

Yan An’s face immediately appeared in my mind.

But it's impossible. Yan An doesn't have that much strength or courage.

The secretary asked seriously, "Boss Leng, should we call the police?"

Leng Yunting gave him a cold look and asked, "Do you want to make things worse?"

The secretary choked, "Then..."

"Go check the surveillance!" Leng Yunting closed his eyes.

Just closing my eyes makes my eye sockets hurt.

The secretary took immediate action, but found nothing.

The man carefully avoided surveillance and only showed his shadow at most.

The secretary also seriously suspected that the shadow was just a tree shadow.

Professional matters should be left to professionals, he is not a policeman!

As expected, the secretary was scolded.

But he has gotten used to it. It’s all for Chairman Mao, so he’s not angry. Haha.

Yan An was originally waiting to walk back to his adoptive father's house for dinner, but Leng Yunting's secretary called to say that Leng Yunting had gone on a business trip.

She didn't understand why the plot changed this time.

I don't know when her monologue will end.

Yan An was controlled by the plot to go to the company, waiting for Leng Yunting to go to her adoptive father's house with her.

Although Leng Yunting can no longer come.

The secretary was a little nervous when he saw Yan An coming.

He immediately guessed that Yan An came to block him because he was sad and upset because President Leng broke his promise.

If it was really Boss Leng playing dirty, Yan An could still stop him.

The key point is that Mr. Leng is now in the hospital. He is in so much pain that he breaks out in a cold sweat just to get up to go to the bathroom. He is not in the company at all.

The secretary brought a cup of hot water to Yan An, who was sitting quietly in the reception room. "Ms. Yan An, President Leng really has something going on and can't come back."

Yan An lowered his head and said nothing.

The secretary sighed, shook his head, and had no choice but to leave.

He tiptoed out of the reception room and almost bumped into someone, but a hand as big as a palm-leaf fan stopped him.

The secretary raised her eyes and met Leng Qinghuai's cold eyes. Realizing that she almost bumped into the gentleman, she immediately stepped back.

"Hello sir."

"Yeah." Leng Qinghuai responded, then looked at him, "What did Yan An come to see Yun Ting for?"

"Boss Leng was originally going to accompany Miss An An to her adoptive father's house for dinner, but...Boss Leng had an urgent meeting and couldn't come."

The secretary's heart beat faster with nervousness after he finished speaking, and he stood at the door with his back straight.

Leng Qinghuai gently flicked the Buddhist beads on his wrist and asked, "Can you make way?"

The secretary's eyes widened and he immediately stepped aside. "Excuse me, sir."

Sir, please be kind and ask him if it is possible.

It’s not like President Leng scolds him all the time!

The secretary, with shining eyes, looked at the gentleman who walked into the reception room in surprise. When he met Chen Zhiku's eyes, he came to his senses.

and many more……

How does sir know that there is someone in this reception room and who is inside?

And Miss Yan An has just arrived not long ago!

"Secretary Zhao, please go and get busy." Chen only saw that the secretary seemed to be lost in thought. He did not dare to let him think any further and quickly interrupted his train of thought.

The secretary, who was about to make a bold guess, was stared at by Chen Zhi, and quickly left for work, rubbing his arms.

The gentleman must have just come to the company and heard other colleagues say that Yan An was here.

Yan An in the reception room couldn't control his body and could only stare blankly with his mind empty.

Until she heard the door open and saw someone sitting next to her out of the corner of her eye.

I couldn't see who it was, but I could smell it.

My uncle is back from City E too?

She is ignoring people now, and she will explain it later as falling asleep with her eyes open.

After all, if you tell so many lies with your eyes open, it shouldn't be a problem if you fall asleep with your eyes open.

"I'll go back with you for dinner." Leng Qinghuai said.

Yan An: “???”

No need, if you go back with her you will be ripped off.

Unfortunately, she couldn't speak, as if she had silently agreed.

When will this altered plot end?!

Leng Qinghuai tightened his grip on the Buddhist beads and said with a gentle smile, "Don't be upset. I'll call him over."

He took out his cell phone, unlocked it slowly, and paid attention to Yan An's expression.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world and had no desire to communicate with others.

He opened the address book, his finger landed on Leng Yunting's number, and he tapped it hesitantly.

Dialing in progress.

The moment the call was connected, a hand reached out and hung up the phone.

Leng Qinghuai looked over, a hint of smile in his eyes, "Don't you want me to call him over?"

Yan An shook his head, "No need. It's better not to disturb Yun Ting when he's busy at work. I can go back by myself and it's fine."

Leng Qinghuai looked back at her and their eyes met.

Yan An turned away his eyes, "..."

Is this some kind of staring game?!

Twenty minutes later, in the car, Yan An glanced at Leng Qinghuai who was sitting next to him and said, "Uncle, I can go by myself. You really don't have to go. It has nothing to do with you."

Leng Qinghuai said seriously: "Yun Ting is shameless for not keeping his promise, but I want dignity."

This sentence left Yan An speechless.

I can't let my uncle lose face.