Bloodthirsty and cold boss, I can no longer love you

Chapter 500 Finale

Leng Qianhan was almost choking on his breath, and his words were incoherent. His finger was trembling as he pointed at his son.

"You stinky, stinky boy, you have no conscience! I, I, after all, am... your biological father. Do you want to murder your own father?!

You, you, these few…decades, I haven’t treated you right, what, what, I provided you with good food and drink, gave you the company and…and the property, and in the end, you, you don’t help me, forget it, you even want to pull out my oxygen…oxygen tube…”

The old man, half buried in the ground, had his teeth trembling and was scolding his son with great effort, as if he had used up all his life's strength and was determined to die with his eyes open.

The middle-aged little pudding still had a serious and indifferent expression on his face. "Speaking of the company and the family property, you miss my mother so much, why don't you give it to her?"

"I want to give it to her, but she doesn't want it. She doesn't need anything, except a man..."

Old man Leng's expression was meaningful and full of regret. Over the past few decades, he wanted to give himself to her. He remained a virgin for her, and finally became an old man after longing for her. He no longer knew what it felt like to be with a woman.

"Son, I beg you... ask your mother... your mother to come. If she refuses to come, you should beg her, beg her, cry and beg her, she loves you the most... her son the most..."

He had no choice but to beg bitterly and asked his son to beg as well. His son cried his eyes out, but he didn't believe that the old lady, who was also in her seventies and had dim eyesight, would not be soft-hearted!

"I never begged my mother." The middle-aged little pudding put on a sour face, "I said that I would only forgive you if my mother forgives you, but my mother has never forgiven you!"

"Your mother has lost...her memory. She has lost it for several years, decades. How can there be any forgiveness...or no forgiveness..."

Leng Qianhan slapped the bed weakly, feeling helpless. Death was imminent and he didn't know whether Mu Qingqian's amnesia was a joy or a sorrow.

The middle-aged little pudding's eyes darkened, "Fortunately my mother didn't recover her memory, otherwise, I would change my surname to Mu, Bai, or Lu, but not Leng!" The last sentence was particularly emphasized.

"Haha," Leng Qianhan actually laughed, and his breath was relieved by the laughter.

"Why don't you change your name? You are so tall and strong, why do you call yourself Little Pudding? People will think that our family sells jelly pudding. Your wife and children will secretly make fun of you and annoy you!

I have a little pudding at home, cold pudding, Mu pudding, white pudding, Lu pudding, but cold pudding sounds the best and is more catchy..." He even sang the tune proudly, which he composed and sang himself.

The middle-aged little pudding's face turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot. He was so angry that he really wanted to pull out his oxygen tube and let him sing the song. He sang so arrogantly!

"I have a little pudding at home, cold pudding, Mu pudding...ah, Qingqian, my Qingqian..."

Old man Leng sang the song once and again, and suddenly he saw Qing Qian, whom he had been thinking about, standing at the door. His eyes suddenly filled with tears and he was ecstatic.

But Mu Qingqian turned around and left. The old man inside sang very badly, which disturbed her ears.

Leng Qianhan's tears of joy instantly turned into tears of sadness. He wanted to chase her, but his old body could not get out of bed and his son would not help him. He could only watch with tearful eyes as his beloved woman left and her back disappeared.

This meeting is probably our last.

Mu Qingqian returned home. The afternoon sun was warm and gentle. The elderly woman was half-lying leisurely on a rattan chair in the yard, which was rocking gently.

Leng Qianhan did not disturb her thoughts. As the rattan chair swayed up and down, a smile gradually appeared on her face. Wuyang, whom she loved deeply, came to her side.

Wuyang is still the same young and handsome boy as before, kneeling on one knee beside the rattan chair, gently stroking her head.

Communicating with her with my soul: "Qingqian, I'm sorry that you have been lonely for so many years because of me." My voice was full of apology.

"I'm not alone. There are so many people who love me. I have a lot of children and grandchildren. How can I be lonely?" Mu Qingqian was still happy and showed off proudly.

"This is different." Xiao Wuyang was referring to the issue of partner.

It was a mistake for Li Chang to take her to the cemetery to see his grave. She should not have tried to regain the love she had forgotten about him, which would have etched her memory for the rest of her life. She would never be able to invest her feelings in anyone else, as if she was sealed and would never fall in love with another man again.

"How about you find someone to keep you company? To warm your bed, take you out for fun, or chat and kill time when you have nothing to do. All of these are good." He began to brainwash her.

"do not want!"

"Yes, yes. I think Leng Qianhan is good. He likes you as much as I do. You know his feelings, and he is the father of your child..."

Xiao Wuyang patiently persuaded him, and after thinking it over, he felt that Leng Qianhan was the most suitable person.

"do not want!"

"You two were in love in the past, and Leng Qianhan didn't want to hurt you because of his illness..."

"What does his illness have to do with me? If you are sick, don't come out and harm others!" Mu Qingqian was disgusted.

"He has recovered from his illness. For you and the child, he worked very hard to get treatment and suffered a lot..."

Mu Qingqian was very stubborn. Xiao Wuyang stroked her head again and again and brainwashed her over and over again, but she remained unmoved.

There was really no other way but to remind her of the night when her love with Leng Qianhan was at its peak, when their skin touched and they were closely connected, and they had a baby.

In the golden sunlight, the rattan chair swayed gently. In a trance, time went back to decades ago when Mu Qingqian came back from the cemetery.

On the way back, she fell asleep in the car and had a very long dream. In the dream, several decades had passed, her relatives had passed away one after another, and she had become a white-haired old grandmother.

After waking up from the dream, she did not go to her son's room to talk as she did in the dream, nor did she send a final message to Leng Qianhan.

Instead, she went straight to find Leng Qianhan, in a hurry. She still didn't remember the past, but the night of intercourse with Leng Qianhan lingered in her mind, affecting her heart and thoughts.

That night, it was not a promiscuous affair, but a physical intimacy when the passion reached its peak. It was a real feeling, a first time, and it felt great. It made her taste the sweetness, the joy between a man and a woman.

It was also that night that they had a child together, which, in her rare memories, was the fruit of their love.

At this point in time, Leng Qianhan was still wandering the streets in a daze, feeling extremely heartbroken. That brat Mu Shiguang broke two of his ribs but married his only sister.

The family members all stood on the side of the brat and no one cared about his life or death. Mu Qingqian, as the sister of the culprit, refused to come to visit him and had no guilt or sympathy at all!

Leng Qianhan was so resentful that he even scolded his beloved woman, saying that they were all a bunch of heartless people, so hateful!

When a person is resentful, he becomes particularly jealous when he meets his enemy. He ran into Da Zhang Ye, who had beaten and humiliated him in prison, face to face on the street!

When Master Zhang saw Leng Qian, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to run away. His legs went weak and he knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

"President Leng, I was wrong. I didn't know you were the president of the Leng Group. I beg you to be magnanimous and spare me. I am just a despicable person and it is not worth it for you to dirty your hands. Please..."

Uncle Zhang knelt and kowtowed. The President Leng in front of him, who was not wearing prison clothes, was majestic and domineering, and extremely terrifying. He was like the King of Hell who came to claim his life, so he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"It will dirty my hands, but do you think you can get away with it?" President Leng's voice was stern, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had nowhere to vent his resentment.

Not to mention that he had a grudge against him, the man who called himself Da Zhang Ye not only beat him up in prison, but also stripped him naked and threw him into a large water tank. He would not be worthy of being a human being if he didn't take revenge!

"Da Zhuang!"

At a shout, the bodyguards led by Da Zhuang jumped out quickly like fire shadows. With the boss as the center, they stood in two rows on both sides in an orderly and majestic manner, ready for battle.

"Beat them up in a group. Don't beat them to death. When they have one last breath, strip them naked and throw them on the street!"

"Yes!"

The bodyguards immediately obeyed the order, swarmed forward and started fighting.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Uncle Zhang screamed, but before he could scream a few times, someone rushed over.

"What are you doing? Stop it, don't hit anyone!"

It was Miss Mu. Before Leng Qianhan could say anything, all the bodyguards stopped and faced Miss Mu respectfully.

Leng Qianhan was surprised and happy, but he was not aware of the situation. He immediately lowered his head like a turtle grandson, took small steps to Mu Qingqian, pointed at Da Zhang Ye who was not seriously injured on the ground, and said in a low voice:

"I didn't mean to beat him up. He stripped me naked in prison, and several people carried me and threw me into a large water tank. I was so angry..."

President Leng felt extremely aggrieved. He didn't want to expose this scandal at all, but he had to give Qing Qian a reasonable explanation.

"Ha ha……

The bodyguards at the side couldn't help laughing out loud, but they only laughed twice and quickly held it back, and everyone felt a chill down their spines.

They actually dared to laugh at the boss. I don’t know how to punish them afterwards. I’m afraid they will lose their bonus for the year!

Mu Qingqian did not blame him, but said: "Let him go, I have something to tell you."

"Okay!" Leng Qianhan was startled and immediately said yes, raising his head.

Uncle Zhang was dazed. He lay on the ground and looked at President Leng, then at the woman next to President Leng.

President Leng is so majestic, but he is henpecked?

Seeing that he didn't move, Da Zhuang pretended to kick him, "Get out of here!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Master Zhang quickly fled, and before Leng Qianhan could dismiss the bodyguards, Mu Qingqian asked him softly:

"You went to jail because of me? You went to jail because of me."

"It's not your fault, it's someone else's fault..."

Leng Qianhan didn't want to take credit for it, he just hoped Qingqian wouldn't feel any psychological burden, but she interrupted him before she could finish her words:

"You just need to answer my questions, yes or no."

Mu Qingqian was a person with a clear purpose, so Leng Qianhan had no choice but to answer affirmatively: "Yes."

After hearing the answer, Mu Qingqian didn't say anything for a while. She moved her eyes away from Leng Qianhan and looked towards the flower shop not far ahead.

So he said, "Please buy me a bunch of flowers, roses."

Leng Qianhan was stunned for a moment, unable to react, and thought he had heard it wrong.

Da Zhuang had to give him a hint: "Boss, go to the flower shop over there quickly. Miss Bai wants the flowers you sent her. Roses!"

Leng Qianhan woke up immediately, turned around, ran to the flower shop on his wheels, spent a lot of money to buy a bouquet of the biggest and reddest roses, then turned back immediately, unable to hide the smile on his face, like a big boy in love.

He strode back and held the flowers to Mu Qingqian with both hands. The red roses symbolized love. He had thousands of words in his heart, but he was so excited that he couldn't say a word.

Mu Qingqian happily took the flowers with a slight smile on her face, but she still had to say: "I sent you a message, did you see it? For the sake of the child, I am willing to be with you."

"Really!?"

Leng Qianhan finally exclaimed, unable to suppress his excitement. He hugged Mu Qingqian's legs with both hands and lifted her up high, half a body taller than him. The rose in Mu Qingqian's hand swayed beautifully in the air.

"Each of you will receive a one-year bonus!" President Leng did not forget to share his joy and was very generous.

The bodyguards all waved their hands and cheered: "Madam is mighty, boss is mighty! Madam is mighty, boss is mighty..."

"Xin'er, thank you. I'm so happy! Hahaha..."

Leng Qianhan looked up at his beloved woman and shouted, then laughed, intoxicated in his own laughter.

"Madam is mighty, boss is mighty! Madam is mighty, boss is mighty..."

"Hahaha……"

Amid the cheers of the bodyguards and Leng Qianhan's happy laughter, Mu Qingqian looked seriously at the man's face.

In the only memory I have, maybe my feelings for him are not strong, but liking someone is not necessarily suitable. The suitable one is the best.

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Dear friends, it is not over yet, there is a grand finale, the real grand finale. Those who are standing by and watching, please don’t be angry yet^-^

Next chapter: The real finale.