Late at night.

Lin Qianyuan woke up from his sleep and found that he was sleeping on the sofa. He was only wearing a thin gauze clothes, and suddenly cool.

On one side, the dishes on a table were already cold, but they didn't move at all.

Isn't he coming back so late?

Lin Qianyuan's heart is full of a heavy sense of loss. Although Qin Laisheng has never returned to this house since his grandfather came back last time, he is afraid that his grandfather is unhappy. He just excuses that his work is too busy.

She knew that he had a serious habit of cleanliness and didn't like eating out. Before, he always liked to eat the food she cooked. The cook at home was useless. Now he is in use.

Every meal was personally delivered by Qin Ruyi.

She knew that he was completely disgusted with her.

When she sighed and was ready to clean the table, suddenly there was a familiar sound of footsteps.

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice that the door was pushed open.

The tall and straight figure of Qingjun impressively appeared in front of her. The silver gray green fruit collar suit outlined his flawless posture more impeccable. His clear eyebrows, elegant and noble temperament made people fall into it involuntarily.

The charming Shan Feng's eyes were cold. Just glancing at him, she felt as cold as falling into a cold tan.

She didn't dare to look at his face, but was surprised that she could still be crazy about him now.

"If you had a child, things wouldn't be like this!"

Her best friend Cao Kerui's words echoed in her mind.

If having children can ease their current deadlock, she must be willing to try.

After all, she would never divorce him.

Qin Laisheng entered the study in three or two steps. It seems that there should be something important, otherwise he won't go back to this home.

Lin Qianyuan did psychological homework for himself for a long time. Then he took a cup of coffee that she had made several times and walked into the study as if he had made some decision.

He is looking down at a document.

"Afterlife, I made you a cup of coffee. Drink it while it's hot! Work... Must be very tired? " She is as gentle and considerate as before.

However, her response was no longer as gentle as before.

"Must I drink?" For a long time, he looked up and his eyes were as cold as a knife, which hurt her heart.

"Try it!" Lin Qianyuan still squeezed out a smile, even though she felt guilty.

Qin Laisheng took the coffee cup and slowly approached his lips, but his eyes always fell on Lin Qianyuan, staring at her straight hair.

"Ah!"

The coffee cup was thrown out and hit the opposite wall. The sound of breaking almost sounded at the same time as the scream.

The fragment of the cup bounced from the wall and hit Lin Qianyuan's face.

Lin Qianyuan squatted painfully on the ground and covered his eyes with his hands. The red liquid flowed down like a dazzling red line

"You want to give me medicine?" Qin Laisheng walked over with evil spirit, squatted down, took away her bloodstained hand and said coldly, "you may have forgotten this home. I installed monitoring!"

Under the palm, just below the eyes, there was a shocking wound.

It's less than a centimeter away, and it hurts your eyes.

"Afterlife... You can't do this to me..." Lin Qianyuan's eyes were full of tears, which were integrated with blood.

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