After hearing what Leng Shaoheng said, Shen Qingqing immediately felt a little sad. "I have an intuition that this is definitely not an accident. You also know that women's sixth sense is very accurate..."

When she said this, Leng Shaoheng's eyes were full of sadness, and her tone was also a little excited.

Seeing that Shen Qingqing seems to be trapped in such a cycle and has no way to come out, Leng Shaoheng is also very worried, so he has to say it out loud.

"But Ma, she's just a woman, and she doesn't have money. Who would do such a thing? No one is going to target her like this. "

After listening to this sentence, Shen Qingqing suddenly became silent. Although the man in front of her loved her very much, she didn't want to stand on her side at this time.

You can tell from Leng Shaoheng's tone that he won't continue to investigate this matter. Shen Qingqing then sat down beside him and looked out of the window.

"Wife, why don't you go out this afternoon." Aware that some of his voice was too loud, Leng Shaoheng lowered his voice and said such a sentence gently.

But now Shen Qingqing was angry and didn't want to pay attention to him at all. His heart was also very helpless.

At lunch time, Shen Qingqing's eyes were always on the two children, and he never looked at Leng Shaoheng directly. His heart suddenly felt a little depressed.

In the afternoon, although they were sitting in the living room, they didn't say a word. At this time, the bell at the door suddenly rang.

Nanny couldn't bear the atmosphere in the living room, so she ran to open the door immediately. After opening the door, she found that it was a woman who frowned and asked, "who are you, please?"

"Oh, my name is Zhao Qianqian. Should Shaoheng be at home?" Zhao Qianqian curiously asked such a sentence, then did not have directly floated in.

Hearing the woman say her master's name, the nanny nodded: "Mr. and Mrs. are both at home. I'll take you in."

When Zhao Qianqian came to the living room, she saw two people sitting on the sofa. Shen Qingqing immediately stood up and recognized the woman.

This woman is wearing a white skirt, painted with delicate makeup, a head of waves scattered on her shoulders, looks really beautiful.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Qingqing doesn't know the name of this woman, but she remembers that the last time she went to Leng Shaoheng's office, this woman was in the office, so Shen Qingqing had some hostility to the woman in front of her.

But Zhao Qianqian pretended that she couldn't hear some dissatisfaction in her words, so she came over and said, "I heard that your mother died. I really didn't have time yesterday, so I didn't go to her funeral. Today I just want to visit you."

Zhao Qianqian skillfully put her bag on the sofa, and then her eyes fell on Shen Qingqing, with sympathy on her face: "the deceased has passed away, madam Qing, don't be too sad, please be sad."

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