"Hum, better not!"

Lengwumian snored coldly, "you'd better do what you say. If you dare to secretly release her from us, I won't forgive you first."

"Who did you let go? Cold as snow? Why did I let her go? " Leng Mingyan was depressed: "smelly boy, what do you mean?"

Is he so untrusted?

"Just keep your word anyway." Lengwumian hummed. He wanted to leave. He thought and sat back.

He's not worried about him. He's afraid that others can't take care of him. He's afraid that he's quietly cold as snow.

"Smelly boy, when will I lose my word?" Leng Ming Yan's depressed way.

He didn't understand. Leng Ruxue did everything so well. How could this smelly boy think he would let her go? Is he crazy or stupid? He would let such a ruthless person want them all to die.

Cold sleepless, cold hummed and muttered, "you don't count your words anymore?"

"When..." Leng Mingyan also wanted to refute, and suddenly thought of many things he had ignored before.

Cold sleepless birthday, he promised to give him a birthday gift to spend with him, but cold as snow was suddenly pushed into the water by cold sleepless.

His son bullied his adopted daughter. He felt that his father should compensate his adopted daughter, so he turned his birthday gift to Leng Ruxue and spent it with Leng Ruxue.

At that time, because Leng Wumian was in poor health, he would coax Leng Ruxue every time he heard what he had done to Leng Ruxue and bullied Leng Ruxue, but he would never ask Leng Wumian if he had done those things.

Because he felt that his son was in poor health and his temper was inevitably arrogant and irritable. The more this time, the less he should scold him.

He never seemed to doubt that he didn't do those things.

Only occasionally angry, or when I met him on the spot, I would punish him, but I would never be too cruel. At most, it was just a verbal lesson.

He always felt that he was biased towards his son.

But I didn't know it was because of this that I pushed my son farther and farther.

I don't know that my son has never been so arrogant and irritable in his heart, and he has never bullied Leng Ruxue.

Even the occasional few times he saw it with his own eyes, it was not like that.

Trust?

In the past, when misunderstood again and again, it no longer exists.

"Sorry." Leng Mingyan said.

He suddenly found that today, he said these three words more times than in previous years.

He is the Lord of the city and never needs to say sorry.

But when facing his son and daughter, these three words always blurt out.

"Ha ha......" Leng Wumian didn't turn his head, looked up at the ceiling and silently pushed back the tears in his eyes, but the more so, the tears rushed out, and finally slipped down his cheeks.

Cold sleepless, some secretly hate such an ungrateful self.

I don't want Leng Mingyan to find himself crying.

So he wept silently in such a posture without reaching out to wipe it.

"I should have trusted you more." Leng Mingyan said.

He turned to see Leng Wumian, but he saw Leng Wumian with his back to himself and looked up at the sky. He didn't know what he was doing.

"These years, wronged you." Leng Mingyan continued.

Cold sleepless still don't speak.

Wronged?

It seems that I've been used to it before. I'm much disappointed and don't feel wronged.

But at this moment

The tears of grievance could not be stopped and words could not be spoken.

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