Demon President, please don't touch me

038 Who is silently caring about her Leng family.

On the oval dining table, the sumptuous dishes were served, but no one moved, because there was one person missing, the old lady remained silent, and Leng Anchen looked down at the watch on his wrist from time to time, but his heart was full of emotions. Eight times.

Where did that woman go?I didn't go back to the company in the afternoon, did I go to the hospital, or ran away from home?

"Xiaochen," the old lady said.

Leng Anchen shuddered and raised her head, "Grandma, I'm going to make a call," but her phone was turned off.

Damn it!This woman will not be happy if she doesn't make trouble for him!The little regret he had for her in the afternoon was now squeezed away by anger.

beep-

Suddenly, the sound of a car horn rang outside the door, and then I heard the maid running in with a happy face, "Young Madam is back."

Hearing these words, Leng Anchen felt his heart suddenly drop to the ground, but when his gaze touched the figure entering the door, his face was still gloomy.

"Where did you go, why did you come back so late?" Leng Anchen sounded like a husband scolding his wife.

Duanmumu glanced at the motionless people at the table, and then bowed to apologize, but the wound was painful, she bit her lower lip to hold back, and said, "Sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long."

"Young Madam, you have to put on some airs to remind yourself of your identity," the woman at the dining table said dissatisfied.

Pain and sarcasm made Duanmumu's wound hurt again, "I'm sorry!"

"Sister, come and eat!" Suddenly, Leng Anteng ran over and grabbed her hand, and pushed her to the seat.

The wound was touched again, her face turned pale from the pain, and the old lady seemed to see something, "What's going on?"

Duanmumu glanced at the man beside him and lied, "I was rubbed by a car this afternoon."

"What?" The old lady looked at Leng Anchen, only to see that he lowered his head.

"It's nothing serious, just a little bit of skin, let's eat," Duanmumu said, picking up his chopsticks, enduring the pain, swallowing his tears, and swallowed the food in front of him in one gulp.

Back in the bedroom, Duanmumu's first feeling was that she wanted to cry. The food she ate seemed to be stuck in her throat at the moment, and she couldn't swallow it or spit it out. She almost died.

She shouldn't have come back, maybe she should have run away...

dong dong!dong dong!

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, Duanmumu quickly put away his emotions and went to open the door, but to his surprise, there was no one, could it be his hallucination?Just as Duanmumu was about to turn around, he saw a small box lying on the white carpet under his feet, exactly the same as the one he picked up from the tree last time.

She poked her head out and looked around again. There was really no one there. There was laughter from downstairs. I don't know who said what?

Duanmumu frowned suspiciously, picked up the gift box and went back to the room, there was still a piece of candy and a small card, there was no word on it, only a picture of a caged bird looking up at the blue sky.

Does this painting mean to tell her that she has to endure the pain of being trapped temporarily in order to enjoy the freedom and sweetness of the bird coming out of the cage?

Compared with the artistic conception of the painting, Duanmumu now wants to know who is sending her the painting?The paintings and candies sent twice were at her saddest moment. Is this silently caring for her?With such a deep house and complicated interpersonal relationships, who would care about her?

The first person that flashed in my mind was Su Huanan, but now he is not in the cold house at all, but has been sent to a foreign branch. Besides him, who else in the Leng family cares about her life?

ps: Can you guess who sent paintings and candies to Mumu?