e keep me company on the weekends." Leng Yanting gently patted Lian Xing'er's small hand resting on his shoulder.Lian Xing’er smiled and replied, “Okay! From now on, my weekends belong to Grandpa!”"We..."Big brother, you're just in time, I have new evidence!" Tong Yimo completely ignored Leng Yechen's mood, and from her bag she took out her phone and played the video she had just recorded for Leng Yechen to see.

Cold Night Chen at this moment didn't have the mood to watch her video, instead he grabbed her wrist and pulled her in front of him.

Tong Yimo was forced to bump her head against his solid and muscular chest. When she looked up, she bumped into his pair of cold black eyes.

She suddenly left last night, the bodyguard said she had returned to her apartment in Dili, the next day he thought she would be back to work, but what happened

She crept back to Linhai City with him on her back.

Tong Yimo didn't understand why her older brother Leng Yeshen was so angry. She even thought he had no reason to be angry with her.

She has no idea he's worried about her!

In the cold night, Leng Yechen tightened his grip on Tong Yimo's hand as anger surged through him.

"Ouch! Big brother, let go!" Tong Yimo frowned and pouted, twisting her wrist trying to break free from Leng Yeshen's grip.

Cold Night sunk didn't say a word, he forcefully dragged her into his luxurious SUV.

Tong Yimo fell heavily onto the back seat, her hand aching. After so much trouble just now, He Mingxu didn't even seem to notice. She felt a surge of injustice welling up inside her and couldn't help but let out "pathetic" sobs.

She barely slept all night, and spent the whole day planning. She finally managed to get He Mingxu alone. She wanted to frame him for hiring a prostitute so that the police would catch him and he would be expelled from school. This way, he could taste the pain that Ma Zhijie had endured.

What about the results

Tong Yimo suddenly felt like an idiot, having wasted so much time.

Cold Night's heart ached seeing her cry.

Why does his heart ache every time she's hurting

Tong Yimò didn't want to pay attention to Leng Yeshen anymore, she just cried to herself.

Lán Yè frowned, his handsome face taut with tension. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a clean white handkerchief. Turning his side, he gently wiped away the woman's tears while soothingly saying, "I was wrong just now. I was too harsh on you and hurt you."

Tong Yi Mo glanced at Leng Ye Shen, turned her head away, dodging his hand, unwilling to let him touch her.

But the tears in her eyes still streamed down uncontrollably.

These days, ever since she learned that Ma Zhijie died because of her, she has become especially prone to crying.

Actually, she was feeling deeply distressed and suffocated inside.

She really wished Daying could be by her side, but Daying was too busy to even spare a thought for her feelings.

Tong Yimo had always considered herself a very strong woman, never defeated by any hardship life threw her way. However this time...

She caused a boy who silently loved her and silently gave for her to lose his life.

Although she had made financial compensation, her heart was still uneasy because she always felt that Ma Zhijie died unjustly.

Now, only by bringing He Mingxu and Lin Ruqin to justice can her conscience feel a little better.

In the cold night, Shen Jian saw Tong Yi Mo's stubborn temper and decided to compromise with her.

"You say who you want to deal with, I'll go take care of them for you!" Leng Ye said deeply.

Tong Yimo was stunned and turned back to look at Leng Yeshen.

Neon lights streaming in from the car window illuminated his delicate yet hard features, softening his cold expression.

"Why aren't you speaking" Leng Yechen asked faintly.

Tong Yimo picked up her phone again, opened the video she had recorded, and played it for Leng Yeshen while saying confidently: "The real murderer who killed Ma Zhijie is Lin Ruqin, and He Mingxu is an accomplice. This was written by He Mingxu himself!"

"Lin Ruqin!" Leng Yechen was astonished.

Tong Yimo wiped away her tears and nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at grains.

Cold night sank, his sword brows furrowed in an instant, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and his face was not looking too good.

His abnormality gave Tong Yimo the illusion that he knew Lin Ruqin.

“Big brother, please help me take care of those two! They're going abroad as exchange students next semester! I don't want Ma Zhijie to die without a clear explanation!” Tong Yimo pleaded with choked sobs, “Brother, please, I beg you, okay”

"Alright! I agree!" Leng Ye sank into thought before speaking.

Then Tong Yimo burst into a smile.

"You, Ma Zhijie, He Mingxu, Lin Ruqin, the four of you, what exactly is your relationship" Leng Yechen suddenly asked.

Tong Yimo hadn't expected Leng Yeshen to ask like that.

For a moment, she was speechless.

"Don't say what you don't want to say!" Leng Yechen added.

Tong Yimo lowered her head, silent.

Actually, Leng Yechen sensed that Yimò's feelings for Mazhijie were special, a kind of specialness different from her love for Ajing.

Is it pity Is it regret Is it guilt Is it indebtedness

As for He Mingxu and Lin Ruqin, it seems that Mo hated them both, even wishing they would go to hell.

Leng Ye Chen only hoped this was just his own illusion.

Recently, due to what happened with Mo, he's actually quite exhausted both physically and mentally.

Mo is his soft spot, something he can't deny.

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