The woman even wanted to reach out her hand and pinch the fair and tender skin on the little guy's face. Lan Shi Ling was so engrossed in the events of the previous night that she didn't pay attention to it.

Leng Xin Hao, as the only son of Leng Xiao, the president of the Leng Group, was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his face was always scrunched up. Even his housekeeper Mo Yuan, who had been with him for several years, did not dare to reach out his hand to touch his cheek, unless he got permission.

A frightening coldness appeared on her delicate face. She glared at the woman who extended her hand out and snorted, "Woman, take your dirty hand away."

Hearing this, the person in mid-air suddenly stopped. The smile on his face froze as an awkward expression appeared on his face, "Child, what are you saying?"

Leng Xinhao shot a cold glance at that person, shrugged his shoulders, and leaned towards Lan Shi Ling. He snorted coldly at the man beside that woman, "Take care of your woman."

Staring at Leng Xinhao, she said, "I just thought you were very beautiful, I just wanted to greet you. You're a little kid, why are your words so hurtful? Did your parents not teach you how to be well-mannered and polite?"

The woman's voice was not small, and immediately attracted a lot of people to watch. Lan Shiling, who had withdrawn her emotions, saw that the woman's hand was about to poke Leng Xinhao's forehead, and hurriedly protected Leng Xinhao behind her. Leng Xiao, who was at the side, also took a step forward and walked to their side.

The Cold Owl's cold eyes swept over the woman. The bloodthirsty and dangerous aura in his eyes immediately caused the woman to hide behind her boyfriend's back. She stuck out her face, which was still red with anger.

Lan Shi Ling held Leng Xinhao tightly behind her. Looking at the girl in front of her, and hearing her insult Leng Xinhao just now, she felt a stabbing pain in her heart. She couldn't help but pinch her lips and say word by word, "Miss, if you point out a child who has been insulted like this, then where would your education be?"

It was obvious that Lan Shiling did not hesitate to stand on Leng Xinhao's side.

"So parents are so uncultured. No wonder a child is so uncultured when it comes to talking!" The woman scolded in anger.

At this time, Leng Xiao walked up and protected Lan Shiling and Leng Xinhao behind him. He glared angrily at the girl before him from above. His brows were tightly knitted, and a cold light flashed, his expression haughty as he said, "You don't need to discipline the children of the Leng Clan here."

After she finished speaking, she led Lan Shi Ling and Leng Xin Hao out of the park. She originally wanted to relax in the park, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Returning to the car, Leng Xiao cast a sidelong glance at Leng Xinhao before his gaze finally landed on Lan Shi Ling. He said, "Find a restaurant to eat in."

Seeing the unconcealable injury in her ice-cold eyes, Lan Shi Ling could not help but choke. She held Leng Xin Hao gently and comforted him, "Little friend Leng Xin, don't worry about that woman's words. Our little friend Leng Xin Hao is just an uncultured child. She said that, and when she was angry, she spoke in such a manner, don't worry about our little friend Leng Xin Hao, alright?"

That soft voice tapped on Leng Xinhao's little heart word by word, but it stirred up bursts of warm currents. The head rested against Lan Shi Ling's chest as a gaze swept across Leng Xiao's handsome face, revealing a smug and cold expression.

Leng Xiao cast a glance at Lan Shiling, his eyes unknowingly revealing a tender gaze. If this had happened six years ago, he might have been grateful to the heavens for giving him such a blissful experience. However, six years of absence and pain were not something he could easily make up for.

A complex expression appeared in Leng Xiao's eyes as his handsome face revealed waves of unfathomable thoughts. When the car slowly returned to the house, Leng Xiao was the first to open the door and walk out. The next person to walk out was Lan Shiling.

Lan Shi Ling carried the already sleeping Leng Xinhao and walked in. Mo Yuan, who was at the side, saw this and hurried to welcome her. "Miss Lan, please leave the young master to me."

Looking at Leng Xinhao in her arms, Lan Shiling could not help but shake her head. With a faint smile, she said, "It's fine, he doesn't fall asleep easily. He's tired today, I'm afraid that someone else might disturb him."

Pushing the door to the room on the second floor, Lan Shi Ling gently put Leng Xin Hao on the bed, pulled the white blanket over his small body, and looked at his delicate face. She could not help but bend down and gently kiss him good night.

As soon as she came out of the room, she was dragged into the room by a cold Xiao who was standing outside the door. Peng! The door was forcibly shut the moment she came in.

"Leng Xiao, you're done!" Last night and today, she had already tried her best to endure, neither arguing nor arguing. How much it fit his needs. However, she only saw Leng Xiao, whose anger was faintly discernible, becoming increasingly cautious.

There was a dull ache on her wrist. Her delicate face revealed a bit of stubborn anger. However, her slight frown showed that she was trying very hard to suppress her anger.

"Lan Shi Ling, is that enough? What do you mean enough? " Leng Xiao stretched out his hand and tightly pinched Lan Shi Ling's chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his burning glare. In these past six years, what you've given me is only the beginning, and it's already unbearable? "

The anger in her eyes crackled, and she almost wanted to burn the man in front of her. Lan Shi Ling pursed her lips tightly, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, and snorted: "Six years, Leng Xiao, what are you talking about? "Six years ago, I didn't know what you were talking about six years ago. In these few years, I only knew that it was the first time I saw such a tyrannical and unreasonable man who stole from me."

After shouting out the last few words with great effort, Lan Shi Ling's anger rose and fell. However, as soon as she said those words, the man ruthlessly kissed her red lips without the slightest hesitation. Suddenly, he forcefully bit his lips and cried out in pain.

"Leng Xiao, you lunatic!" Lan Shi Ling covered her sore lips and glared at the man in front of her.

Leng Xiao released Lan Shi Ling and casually undid the two diamond buttons on his shirt. The platinum cigarette case and the lighter were thrown onto the bedside table. He stretched out his hand and placed it on both sides of the door, trapping Lan Shi Ling in the crook of his arm. Lan Shiling, I can't take this anymore. I've really overestimated you. What, are you angry? Hate me? Do you think you can erase everything you did to me just because you pretended to lose your memories? "For money, you really can do anything. Lan Shi Ling, other than the stench of copper, what else do you have?"

As she spoke, her fingertips caressed Lan Shi Ling's delicate skin as she muttered to herself, "This face is the only face that I'm familiar with. Lan Shi Ling, it's been six years. You know I've been in pain for a whole six years." He suddenly bent over in an evil and wanton manner. He gently pecked the corner of Lan Shi Ling's mouth that was injured and said, "Lan Shi Ling, don't forget that I bought you at the beginning of this deal. You will naturally have to serve me as long as I get tired of you some day, maybe I will really let you go."

Lan Shi Ling raised her head, looking at Leng Xiao with a gaze that did not reveal whether she was happy or angry, but so calm that it caused one's heart to tighten. Leng Xiao did not even want to see such an expression. "Leng Xiao, I hope you remember what you said tonight."

Leng Xiao laughed in a low voice and said in a mocking tone, "Don't worry, I will naturally do as I've said."

She didn't want to talk about this topic, so she looked away and pursed her lips, saying, "Can you change the topic?"

Leng Xiao let go of her arms and casually sat on the bed behind her. Her long, slender legs lazily raised up as her icy eyes slightly raised up. "I'm hungry. Go to the kitchen and get me something to eat."

Just as Lan Shiling turned around and stepped into the bathroom, her body paused for a moment before she said, "I'm going to take a shower first. Wait a moment." Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, Lan Shiling stopped at the bathroom door. Looking at the man behind her, she said in a tone of discussion, "If you're hungry, I'll go get some snacks for you to fill your stomach?"

In the dining room, Leng Xiao and Lan Shi Ling had not eaten anything, so when they returned, Leng Xiao was hungry. In the dining room, Leng Xiao and Lan Shi Ling had not eaten anything, so when they returned, Leng Xiao was hungry. It was just that she felt sticky now and would be more comfortable if she wanted to take a bath.

"No, Lan Shiling, like I said, I want you to make me something to eat. Those snacks don't have any nutrition. I don't want to eat them." The Cold Owl had always been a picky eater and had always had strict requirements on his diet. He would never touch anything that lacked nutrition.

Hearing this, Lan Shi Ling nodded her head and went to the bathroom to take a bath. When the warm and moderate water washed over her body, the discomfort within her body could not help but heal a little. Her soft and smooth skin emitted a flush under the weak air.

Lan Shi Ling pulled off her clothes and put them on. When she looked at her reflection in the mirror, she couldn't see any light in her eyes. Her heart was filled with discomfort.