Mo Feixue was completely speechless to Leng Qianye. She had seen shameless people, but had never seen such shameless people.

If he wants to live, let him stay. Anyway, he is very busy, and Mo Feixue plans to ignore him.

"Whatever you want."

Mo Feixue bypassed Leng Qianye and returned to the study. Mo Feixue adjusted the works that were ranked first in the Asian design competition from the computer. She found that these works have their own characteristics, and each works have their own stories.

What kind of works should she design to impress the judges and can still be recognized by many people.

Mo Feixue took out paper and pen and drew a bracelet on the paper. She always liked to draw on paper and always felt that it was wrong to draw on the computer.

Finally, I drew a bracelet, but Mo Feixue became less and less fond of it as she looked at it. Finally, she simply pinched the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

Even if you participate in such a work without characteristics, you won’t be able to win the first place.

A cup of steaming coffee appeared in front of Mo Feixue. Even if you don’t look at Mo Feixue, you will know who it is. There will be no one in the room except Leng Qianye.

"Qianxue, it's better to rest early if you're so late." They had just escaped from the death of the Wuming Island, and Leng Qianye didn't want to see Mo Feixue too tired.

Mo Feixue remembers that she had always made coffee for Leng Qianye for a long time, but now it is really a turn of feng shui. Leng Qianye actually made coffee for her.

Mo Feixue really needed coffee to refresh herself. Her eyes were almost unable to open, but she had no clue about this design.

Leng Qianye closed Mo Feixue's computer overbearingly.

"Leng Qianye, don't go too far."

Mo Feixue yelled in anger. She shouldn't have left Leng Qianye here.

"Go to bed quickly and do the rest tomorrow."

“I don’t want to sleep.”

Leng Qianye's eyes became deeper, "I don't mind holding you over to sleep."

"You..." Mo Feixue's face suddenly turned red to his ears.

Leng Qianye really stretched out his hands to hug Mo Feixue, and Mo Feixue was so scared that he stood up.

Although she had experienced life and death with Leng Qianye, she still couldn't do anything too intimate with him.

"I'm going to bed."

Mo Feixue ran very fast like a rabbit, but she seemed to remember something when she ran to the door. She turned around and asked, "Leng Qianye, why did Quan Feng say yesterday that you and Quan Shengming were brothers?"

Leng Qianye heard Mo Feixue's question and felt like a different person. His eyes were like torch and his fists were tightly pinched. He didn't want to admit his relationship with Quan Shengming. If he admitted their relationship, it would be equivalent to

I recognized Quan Feng as my father.

Neither of them spoke, and the room fell into silence.

Looking at Leng Qianye's expression, there should be any difficulties. Mo Feixue doesn't know his privacy very much.

"If you don't want to say it, just forget it, you should go to bed early."

"Quan Shengming is my half-brother." Leng Qianye spoke just as Mo Feixue was about to turn around.

Quan Shengming is Leng Qianye’s half-brother, which surprised Mo Feixue.

This is too bloody. Isn’t Leng Qianye Quan Shengming’s uncle? When will it be his brother again? Is there such a bloody thing in the world?

"I only found out a while ago." Leng Qianye used to know that Leng Cheng was not his father, but he didn't expect Quan Feng to be his biological father.

Mo Feixue only thought Quan Feng was terrible. Leng Qianye and Quan Shengming were both his own sons, but yesterday he asked his subordinates to shoot at them, and said that as long as they were not killed, he

Are you not afraid that Leng Qianye and Quan Shengming will be crippled?

It is said that tigers are poisonous but they don’t eat anything. She thinks that Quan Feng is simply a tiger and is a bit more vicious.

"What about your mother?" If you have a father, you must have a mother. Mo Feixue is very curious about who Leng Qianye's mother is.

When Mo Feixue mentioned Leng Qianye's mother, the temperature around him instantly dropped several degrees.

"She is dead." Leng Qianye said expressionlessly.

Mo Feixue felt that Leng Qianye's expression was not right, so she didn't dare to ask further. She was curious about how Leng Qianye's mother died, was she sick or what?

"My mother was shot to death by Quan Feng." Leng Qianye gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"Ah..." Mo Feixue was so shocked that her chin was almost dropped. Quan Feng was really inhumane. He was not only harsh on his son but also on his wife.

"Quan Feng has a younger brother named Quanyou. My mother and Quanyou are college classmates. Later, my mother went to work at Quanfeng's company. Not long after, she married Quanfeng and my mother gave birth to that child.

Quan Feng thought that the child was born by my mother and Quan You, and he eventually shot and killed my mother and Quan You.”

Leng Qianye's teeth were bitten tightly, and sparks of anger burst out from his eyes. He will sooner or later revenge for his mother's revenge.

He found these information. As long as he wanted to investigate, there was nothing in this world that Leng Qianye could not find.

Mo Feixue covered her mouth and couldn't speak. It turned out that Quan Feng had so many lives on his body, and they were all close relatives, one was his younger brother and the other was his wife. How could he do it?

She suddenly realized that although the man in front of her had everything in the shopping mall, she was just a pitiful person.

I was thrown into an orphanage since I was a child. I finally got it back, but I just wanted to use him. When I grew up, I learned about my parents, but his father killed his mother with his own hands.

"Leng Qianye, have you applied medicine to the wound on your body?" She didn't see Leng Qianye when she woke up this morning, and she didn't know if the wound on his body was better.

This is the first time Mo Feixue has spoken to Leng Qianye so gently in the past six years, and it is also the first time he is so concerned about him.

This made Leng Qianye a little flattered, and the haze on his face disappeared in an instant.

"I've applied the medicine, so I'll take a break early."

Leng Qianye actually didn't apply medicine. He stayed by Mo Feixue's bed last night and went to the company to deal with the matter early in the morning. He didn't have time to scratch the wound.

"You should also take a break early."

Mo Feixue was really tired, so she had to continue designing her works tomorrow.

After taking a shower, Mo Feixue lay on the bed and couldn't sleep. Her mind was full of what Leng Qianye told him about his parents just now.

She really admired Leng Qianye for accepting the facts. If she knew the truth, she would probably collapse immediately.

That man is not as beautiful as he looks on the surface, and there is endless sorrow behind his beauty.

But even so, Mo Feixue could not rule out everything being with him. No matter how sympathized he made, his mother and sister died at his hands after all, and Mo Feixue could not do anything to be sorry to her mother and sister.
Chapter completed!