cold wife

Chapter 227 The Dramatic Life (3)
Leng Qing just smiled indifferently, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

There was already a long queue outside the door of the Grand Theater. Leng Qing took Ai Bao'er directly under the respectful leadership of the manager, entered through the side door, sat in the VIP room upstairs, and looked down condescendingly.

"Young Master Leng, look, is this okay?" The manager stood aside, bent over, and asked respectfully.

"Well, is it arranged?" Leng Qing asked coldly.

The manager nodded repeatedly, and left with Leng Qing's wave.

A large number of men in camouflage uniforms stood outside the door, and the long corridor was completely occupied.

Ai Baoer took a look, sat on the sofa in a seductive posture, crossed her legs, and said with a sarcasm: "Leng Qing, you have done a lot of bad things, and you have to bring so many people with you when you go out. Afraid of death?"

Leng Qing closed the door, isolating everyone outside, just smiled softly at her choking, walked to her side and sat down, wrapped her in his arms, and said: "Wait a little longer, the movie will start soon."

Ai Baoer broke away his hand, walked forward a few steps, and observed the theater. Their position is the most prominent position in the theater, in the middle of the second floor, and they can see the downstairs clearly.

There are many people downstairs, very lively, waiting for the movie to start.

At some point, Leng Qing came up behind her, hugged her from behind, rubbed her thin lips ambiguously against her earlobe, and asked, "Do you know what movie this is from?"

Thin lips slid down the earlobe, and continued: "The heroine is a rich lady. She has loved the hero's son since she was a child. She always thought that she was in love with the hero's son. She didn't find out until one day when the son died. , it turns out that she has always loved the male protagonist, and in the end, they are happily together!"

Listening to his words, Ai Bao'er's face turned pale instantly, and her body trembled.

Leng Qing looked at her beautiful side face, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

All the lights in the movie theater went out suddenly, and the movie started. Ai Baoer stood on the second floor in a daze, watching the movie, as if all the scenes were reappearing again, and her whole body felt like it was torn apart in pain.

She wanted to squat down, but the man behind her tightly held her waist, preventing her from squatting down.

When the movie was played when the male protagonist killed his son, Ai Baoer finally couldn't help screaming, tears streaming down her face, she struggled violently: "Leng Qing, you are crazy!"

She didn't understand why Leng Qing had to reappear everything before her, was it to make her suffer?

Leng Qing lightly pecked the top of her head, stopped her struggle, clamped her small face with his big hands, and whispered in her ear to the movie: "Hey, keep watching, you will find something."

Ai Bao'er watched with tears in her eyes, and suddenly her eyes widened. She looked at the screen in disbelief, because it turned out that her son was not dead!
"Hey, keep watching, don't talk." The voice rang in her ear again.

Ai Bao'er calmed down, and continued to watch in a state of confusion, but the next scene made her collapse even more.

The son woke up, but he didn't look for the heroine again. Instead, he played with flowers recklessly, demanding power by all means.

In the end, the heroine was heartbroken and was happily with the hero.

After a scene, Ai Bao'er's body became limp, Leng Qing picked her up by the waist, and sat on the sofa beside him, a document appeared on the sofa table at some point.

She stared at the document, but didn't reach for it for a long time.

Leng Qing didn't give up, hugged her quietly.

(End of this chapter)