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

Chapter 36
Lou Yiwen was pushed out, and Qian Qing stood up abruptly, "Dad..." she cried.

Sha Yixuan let go of her hand, and said in a low voice while walking: "Stand, wait for me, I'll be right back."

Qian Qing watched helplessly as Sha Yixuan walked to the hospital bed being pushed. Her father lay quietly on the bed, his eyes closed tightly telling her that he hadn't woken up yet, but was there any possibility of him waking up?
Sha Yixuan walked along with the bed and talked with the doctor. After a while, he walked back to Qianqing. Qianqing's heart was in her throat. Seeing him approaching, she rushed to hold his arm, "Ah Xuan, How is my dad?"

Sha Yixuan shook her hand back, and said softly: "It's possible that I will wake up."

He said possible, not possible.

There was a bang in her head, Qianqing couldn't hold on anymore, her body tilted, and she fell down.

It's been too long, from being a good girl who doesn't care about the world to beginning to taste the coldness of the world, although she is somewhat used to the huge difference, but the contrast still makes her uncontrollably stimulated.

Sha Yixuan opened a single ward, Qianqing was carried in, strangled, injected, and various rescue measures, Qianqing soon woke up, Sha Yixuan waved, nurses and doctors retreated, the ward Only he and Qianqing were left in the room, her eyes were full of tears, and the image of her father being pushed out of the ward was in her mind, it was so cruel.

However, the man in front of the bed was expressionless, and he whispered: "If he wakes up, I will let you meet him. Now, you have to stay awake, otherwise, it is very likely that you will be in bed when he wakes up." Falling asleep and missing it is your own business."

She nodded desperately, no matter how ignorant she is, now she knows the seriousness, she won't, she won't faint anymore, telling herself to be strong, it's just dad...

Qianqing was lying on the bed with a pale face, while Sha Yixuan was standing in front of the window with a mobile phone in his hand, waiting for him all the time.

It was dawn, and it began to rain. Wisps of mourning seemed to be human beings. Qianqing was also waiting, waiting for her father to wake up. She believed that he would wake up eventually.

He must have something to say to her.

Time passed by in torment, she couldn't see him even though she was in the same hospital and so close to him.

After an unknown amount of time, Sha Yixuan's cell phone finally rang. He looked down at the text message, walked to the bed, and handed it to her, "Get up, I'll take you to see him, he's awake."

With her hand in his palm, Qianqing almost jumped out of bed, she just wanted to hurry up, see her father sooner, and say one more word.

Since childhood, she loved her father the most, but now, she is leaving.

Walking corpses walked past plainclothes one after another, a policeman greeted him, and said to Sha Yixuan routinely: "Only family members are allowed to enter, others stay behind."

Sha Yixuan stopped, took a meaningful look at Qian Qing, and said, "You still have to take care of your mother."

Therefore, she still wants to live well, but this sentence has clearly told her that even if Lou Yiwen wakes up, it is just a flashback.

Qian Qing flew into her father's ward, and in the weeping rain outside the window, her father woke up, his tired eyes fixed on the door, and when he saw her, his eyes lit up, "Qian Qing..."

"dad……"

Lou Yiwen gasped for breath, but couldn't speak for a while.

"Dad, don't scare me, Dad, don't leave me and Mom, Dad..."

"Qianqing, take care of your mother, take care of yourself..." After taking a few breaths, Lou Yiwen stared at Qianqing with burning eyes, and then struggled to spit out these words word by word.

Qianqing nodded desperately, "Dad, I will, I will..."

"Leave me alone, don't do anything..." But at this point, his head suddenly tilted and drooped, and although the eyes were still on Qianqing's face, they had already begun to fade.

"Dad...Dad..." Qian Qing shook Lou Yiwen's body, but Lou Yiwen didn't respond anymore. He, and even An Qingxin, had never seen his face. At this time, her mother was coming from another The hospital came.

However, even if she arrives, what she sees is her father from another world.

Heartbroken, Qianqing sat blankly looking at her father's remains, Wenjuan, she suddenly hated that woman.

Hate very much.

Lou Yiwen died, and with his death, the sensational case of shortfall of public funds came to an end quietly. Qianqing had nothing to do, and she was unable to find that woman, because her father had written a confession in hand before he died. , confessed to all his crimes.

Before he died, he confessed everything and dragged himself and An Qingxin into irreparable grief.

Suicide in fear of crime, this is the final conviction of Lou Yiwen by the court.

All the properties of the Lou family were still confiscated.

That villa was sold by Qian Qing, and she still had a lot of money in her hand, so she could have enough food and clothing, but she was not happy.

"Mom, eat some more. Look, you've lost a lot of weight." Lou Yiwen has been dead for more than a month, and An Qingxin has also been discharged from the hospital long ago. She rented a secluded house to live quietly, but all day Tears washed her face, and she no longer had the vitality before, and even ignored her.

After hearing her words of consolation, An Qingxin took the bowl mechanically, "Well, I'll eat, you can eat too, go to school after eating, don't delay your studies anymore, when you graduate, mom still counts on you feed mom."

Her tone was full of sadness, not only did she grow up overnight, but her mother also became reticent and unhappy.

Wenjuan is all Wenjuan.

"Mom, then I'm going to class. I'll be back on the weekend. These days, you have to listen to the nanny and take your medicine and meals on time."

An Qingxin nodded, and choked on the rice grains in the bowl without saying anything, but turned a blind eye to the vegetables.

Qianqing sighed and left her mother's hut, feeling heavy in her heart. She had already found out that Yin Shaochen was studying at the Polytechnic Institute near T University, and was a junior student in the college. Thinking of that boy, the corners of Qianqing's lips parted With a faint smile, what was lost, she wants to get it back, she must get it back.

The fiery red skirt, for some reason, she especially likes red recently, as if red can cover up the sadness caused by her father's death, so no matter what others say about her, she still wears the same red skirt, which is a bit too big It means that it can't be reversed, but father, obviously abandoned her and mother so cruelly, didn't he?

It's time for class, Qianqing walked into the classroom quickly, ignoring the eyes of the boys around her who kept staring at her, she was not interested in those boys, she was bored, bored, she hated those people disturbing her quiet .

"Qianqing, walk slowly, I can hardly keep up." Xue Wu followed behind her. She has hardly interacted with anyone except Xue Wu, she slowed down silently, Xue Wu It's her only friend, and she can't help but care.

Seeing that she was silent, Xue Wu said: "Qianqing, if you still have those things, don't let me handle them for you, it's really annoying."

"Okay." She responded lowly, lifted her skirt and sat in a fixed position. There were indeed several beautiful envelopes in the desk.

Another love letter.

Qianqing picked it up and read it without reading it, she stretched out her hand and tore it up one by one, she didn't bother Xue Wu, she could only do this in front of everyone, she just wanted to have less letters like this, and less people bothering her quiet.

Snow-white pieces of paper fluttered one after another and fell all over the ground, like a torn heart. Now, her heart has long learned to be thin, and she has long since stopped believing in love. Isn't the only one gone? Sha Yixuan Anyway, she is just one of his many women.

"Qianqing, that seems to be... Yin Shaochen's letter."

That name made Qianqing's hand suddenly stagnate. Yin Shaochen, what a familiar name. Hearing this name, her expression eased a little, with a smile in her eyes. Although the letter was also torn, the content of the letter was It was intact, but it was just a hole to take out the letter. His eyes swept over the flamboyant handwriting on the white paper. His handwriting was still as free and easy as before, but he was Wenjuan's son. After reading the letter with a smile on her face, Qianqing picked up her phone and sent a text message with a little humbleness, "Yixuan, do you need me tonight? If not, I won't go."

Soon, Sha Yixuan replied a text message, "It's up to you."

Hehe, she was already dispensable by his side. In fact, as long as she didn't have his phone number, she didn't even need to send that text message.

Closed the mobile phone, the lecturer came, and listened to the class quietly and attentively. This is her favorite German class, and it is also her elective class. From the day her father went, she understood that there is no power and power From now on, I can only rely on myself.

Yin Shaochen said that he would rush over from the school next door and wait for her there until she appeared.

In the past, she would never pay attention to such love letters, let alone go to the appointment, but today, uncharacteristically, she let Xue Wu leave first, walked to the path lined with maple trees at a leisurely pace, and waited for the day. If it gets colder, the leaves of those trees will turn red. At that time, that path will be a paradise full of romance.

The footsteps were slow, and the familiar and unfamiliar figure had already been caught in his eyes. The sound of her footsteps also made the man turn his head quietly. The moment he saw her, his face was full of surprise, "Qianqing, is it really you?" Simple, with a surprised smile, it can be seen that Yin Shaochen was a little surprised, but more delighted.

She swung her pink fist to his chest, as if she had been a good friend for many years, "Let's go, let's have dinner together tonight."

The smile on Yin Shaochen's face grew stronger, "Are you really willing?" She is a thorn rose, and I haven't heard that any boy with a big T can invite her, but she came today, and she even stood In front of him, she grew up and became more beautiful. Her straight hair was like a waterfall, which made him have an urge to go up and hold it in his hands. The touch must be smooth and captivating.

(End of this chapter)