one to Lian Xing'er.Seeing that the phone call had already ended, Lian Xing'er immediately raised her head and looked towards the luxury car.The luxury car had already driven away, raising dust."What...Qin Nianxia immediately surrendered upon hearing Leng Yanchen's intention to use her father as a scapegoat. "Can I just compromise" she pleaded.
Leng Yanchen raised an eyebrow, looking at Qin Nianxia with a smug expression, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Qin Nianxia saw Leng Yanchen smile and couldn't help but praise him: "You look quite handsome when you smile. You should smile more often, it's good for your health and longevity."
"Are you buttering me up" Leng Yanchen countered.
Qin Nianxia nodded vigorously, grinning: "Well, considering how hard I'm trying to please you, could you just let my father off the hook And maybe, could I be your backup driver After all, I still need to keep busy earning money for you, right"
Leng Yanchen saw Qin Nianxia's eagerness to protect Qin Lie, and suddenly understood something. He relaxed his lips: "Okay, just be on standby! When Luo Lei is not around, I make a phone call, you must be there."
"Is that all there is to it" Qin Nianxia was dubious, after all, this man had dug quite a few pits for him.
"Well, that's all there is to it," Leng Yanchen said with a smile.
"Then we..."
Qin Nianxia was just about to speak when the door was suddenly knocked on with a loud "dong dong dong."
A female nurse stood at the door holding a cordless phone and said, "Young Master, it's Old Master Leng on the phone."
Qin Nianxia, upon hearing that it was Elder Tai's call, immediately shut her mouth out of respect.
The smile on Leng Yanchen's face gradually faded as he walked over and took the cordless phone from the nurse's hand. "Hello, Grandpa,"
"I heard Xiao Xi is hospitalized because of illness. Don't go back tonight. Stay at the hospital and take good care of Xiao Xi." Leng Yan Ting said.
Lán Yànchén couldn't help but frown: "She's fine now, she doesn't need me to take care of her."
"Xiao Chen, don't forget, she is your fiancée!" Leng Yanting warned.
Leng Yanchen replied coldly, "Grandfather, I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't have hope."
"You little brat, listen to me! If you don't take care of Xiao Xi tonight, from now on, don't ever call me grandpa!" Leng Yan Ting finished speaking and angrily hung up the phone.
Then Leng Yanchen returned the cordless phone to the female nurse.
Because the cordless phone's volume was relatively loud, Qin Niansha vaguely heard the gist of their conversation.
It's like saying that Leng Yanchen must take care of Song Yunxi and such things!
Qin Nianxia, seeing the situation, politely said to Leng Yanchen, "It seems like you don't need me to send you home tonight. Then I'll go back by myself first."
"Actually..." Leng Yanchen was just about to say something, but when he met Qin Nianxia's gaze, he changed his words, "Well, on your way back, be careful."
"Bye bye!" Qin Nianxia smiled slightly and waved to Leng Yanchen.
Lán Yànchēn simply nodded.
Qin Nianxia put her hand down and brushed past him, walking towards the door.
Neither of them turned back. The door stood between them, separating their backs.
The next day, the sky outside was faintly lit, and a small night light was on in the ward.
After Song Yunshi woke up, she struggled to sit up. Seeing Leng Yanchen sleeping on the sofa beside her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.
He slept soundly and quietly, without a sound.
His facial features are handsome and strong, his legs straight and long as he rests them on the sofa.
This was the first time she had looked at him this intently.
I once thought he was just a carefree playboy, but I was surprised to find out he also had such a clever and daring side.
Leng Yanchen, how many faces have you truly hidden
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