Tyrannical love of a wealthy family: Young Master Leng's sky-high priced wife

Chapter 33 The Truth of Speculation

"Qianqing, your uncle asked someone to ask, and your father started to eat, but he is still the same, he admits everything, alas." An Qingxin sighed, tears fell in pairs, "Why is he so stupid, Lou? Yiwen, he's really a heartless guy."

"Mom, Dad had no choice but to mess up in it."

"Is it really just out of proportion?" An Qingxin asked back, Qianqing lowered her head, the father she saw that night was vivid in her mind, Lou Yiwen was so sober and calm, it was clear that there was nothing out of proportion.

"Mom, I'm going to cook, and I'll be back in a while." The money is gone. Those friends of my father in the past can hide as far as they can now. .

As he walked out, he remembered what the lawyer said, "Actually, I have already checked your father's case, and those deficits did not have your father's autograph, but the money was indeed missing, so now your father's testimony It is the most powerful evidence, but in fact, if he doesn't admit it, no one can do anything to him, but he just admits it."

Why on earth?
Qianqing didn't understand either.

Ordered two fast meals, and walked towards the grass in the hospital yard with a bag in one hand while making a phone call, Sha Yixuan, really haven't contacted for a few days.

"Qianqing, looking for me?" The tone was light, as if there was no special relationship between him and her.

But, is that really the case?

That night, she still couldn't confirm anything, "Yixuan, I want you to help me sell a house." She had inquired about it, and the villa was worth 800 million at least. , enough for her to use it for a long time, even if it is enough to sue her father.

"yours?"

"Yes." The villas in the downtown area are naturally more expensive.

"Miss, I'm not the director of the second-hand housing trading center, you've found the wrong person."

Feeling that he was going to hang up the phone, she hurriedly said: "Yixuan, this house is clean and has nothing to do with my father. It was left to my mother by my grandfather before, and my mother put it under my name."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in the house." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a "bang".

In her ears was the blind sound of the phone being hung up, Qian Qing frowned, not knowing why Sha Yixuan was so irritable, she hung up the phone after only a few words.

It is not easy to sell such an expensive villa in a very short period of time, but she is in urgent need of money now, so she can only rely on powerful or rich people, so that there is hope sell.

Walking towards the hospital with heavy steps, the boxed lunch was handed over to her mother, rice, three simple dishes, one of which had meat in it and fat in the inside. My mother never ate fatty meat in the past, but now, she frowns uncomfortably. Wrinkled, eating everything into her stomach, that scene made Qianqing feel distressed.

She made some more phone calls to the agency about the house. Although she continued to explain it, she knew what the result would be.

After a busy day, she fell asleep lying in front of her mother's hospital bed every night. She was used to it, but the dark circles under her eyes became heavier and heavier, and she didn't sleep soundly for several days.

"Qianqing, find a place with a bed and have a good sleep, or go back to school." An Qingxin persuaded, she was so sick that she couldn't be discharged from the hospital in a short time.

She didn't want to go back to school, let alone look at the contemptuous eyes of those people in school, she had had enough.

Exhausted, Qianqing quickly fell asleep. In her dream, it was the only one, Hua Xiang, but when she woke up, she still had no news of him, and Jiang Weiyi disappeared from this world like a sinkhole.

Day by day, time flies so fast, and the day of the first trial with her father is approaching, Qian Qing is a little anxious, but the money is still not settled.

One day, I was having lunch on the lawn in front of the hospital when I suddenly received a call from the agency, saying that someone wanted to buy her villa, and the price was good, but the time limit was only one day.

Qian Qing didn't hesitate at all, she had been looking forward to it for a long time, and immediately agreed, and went to go through the formalities with the real estate certificate. With some popularity, everything becomes simple. She used to do things like this when her father was still in office, but now, everything is left behind.

When signing the name, there are three big characters in the signature file in the other column: Leng Muxun.

A little familiar, but Qianqing couldn't remember who it was all of a sudden.

Forget it, just sell it.

Full payment, really rich.

Holding the card and walking towards the hospital, Qian Qing felt much more relaxed, but when she stepped into the gate of the hospital, she saw the cool car that she remembered familiarly.

Maybe he also saw her, the car door opened, Sha Yixuan got down slowly, the military car swaggered behind him, he was walking towards her, God, she was stunned.

How could he come here to find her? It's really not his style.

He stopped in front of her and glanced at the backpack on her shoulder, as if he knew that there was a lot of money in her backpack, "Lou Qianqing, let me show you a piece of information, I think some money is not necessary to spend, otherwise, spend it It's a waste of money."

"What?" She looked at Sha Yixuan blankly.

In his hand, it was stuffed into a file bag, and he said to her: "Open it and have a look."

Her hands were trembling a little, and she followed him into the military car. When she opened the bag, a large stack of photos was scattered in the car, and one of them stuck to her instep, which hurt a little.

Qian Qing picked it up, it was Aunt Wenjuan, the wife of her father's colleague, what does it matter?

But looking at it, she was dumbfounded. Why was the man holding Aunt Wenjuan in the photo many years ago turned out to be his father instead of Aunt Wenjuan's deceased husband?

Uncle Yin died in a car accident last year, leaving behind Aunt Wenjuan and a son. Now, they are doing well, but they are a bit miserable.

"Sha Yixuan, what do you mean by giving me these?"

The man's fingers were playing the piano on the car, he smiled and asked, "Didn't you ask me to help you? So, I checked for you."

Qian Qing woke up suddenly, "You mean my father is for Uncle Yin?"

Sha Yixuan continued to laugh, that smile was a bit unpredictable, "I don't know this very well, but a person is dead, can he still be for a dead person?"

There was a bang in her head, and Qianqing became dizzy, "How could this be? How could this be?" she kept repeating these words. If this was the case, it would be useless for her to spend more money to find someone to help. Because, my father has decided to take the place of others.

"Let's go meet your father." Sha Yixuan's smiling eyes made the decision for her.

Qianqing nodded, and had no choice but to say, "When?"

"Tonight, at the same time as last time, in the evening, let's have dinner together."

Her head was lowered, and she felt a little flustered at the thought of being alone with him. It was inevitable that he would help her if something happened that night, but it would be strange for him to help her if nothing happened.

But did it happen?
She doesn't remember anything.

Probably not, because she didn't feel any discomfort after that night, and it is said that she will feel uncomfortable for the first time.

This man, she has never understood him.

"Okay, I'll go find you after I arrange my mother's dinner."

"No, I've already arranged your mother's dinner, let's go, I'll take you to a place." He said, and started the car, "Look, your hair needs to be taken care of, otherwise, it will be like a mess of grass. Same."

Have it?

She found nothing.

Following him, she realized that she hadn't been to Huaxiang for a long time, and the busyness and chaos made her slowly fade away the only thing in her memory.

She always didn't believe that the only one would be a ruthless person, but he really disappeared from her world.

In the hair salon in T City, Sha Yixuan took her hand and walked in, not caring at all about the way people passing by looked at him and her differently.

A flamboyant young man like him can actually hold the position of head of the military region. She often feels that the world is unfair because he is the grandson of Mr. Sha?
The root is growing and the seedlings are red, and the fire is three generations.

Pressing her to sit down, he snapped his fingers, and immediately a hair stylist came over, but he shook his head, and then pointed behind the handsome messy male hair stylist, "I ordered her."

Qianqing looked over with his fingers, and it turned out to be a female hairstylist, and the woman rushed over immediately, "Sir, miss, do you have any requirements for hairstyles?"

Qian Qing just wanted to talk, she just wanted to wash, blow dry, there is really nothing to take care of, but she didn't want Sha Yixuan to say before her, "Straight, center part, no flow ocean."

"Hey, Sha Yixuan, this is my hair."

The man bent over gracefully, put his lips against her ear, and his breath brushed her face, "Lou Qianqing, you are already my woman, have you forgotten?"

His soft voice made her heart tremble, it was like this, she actually forgot, for many days.

Sitting obediently, her hair seemed to belong to someone else. She had always liked Liuhai's, but now, her Liuhai's were divided into two sides, obviously very short, but with the hairstylist's skillful hands, those short hairs The short Liuhai was really divided into two sides, revealing her smooth and full forehead.

A white slit stretched from the forehead to the back of the head that Chiharu couldn't see.

Straightening, styling, all the movements of the female hair stylist were very neat, not far behind her in the mirror, Sha Yixuan was reading a newspaper leisurely.

But, he was the one who ruined her hair.

She likes natural long hair, but he has someone pull it straight for her.

Annoyed, but did not dare to attack, who made her owe him.

Now, she doesn't have the slightest bargaining chip to fight against him, and she still has something to ask of him.

(End of this chapter)