"It's not a child anymore, there's nothing to worry about, just let him go!"
There was deep disappointment in Sheng Lao's words, and there was a sense of letting go.
Sheng Dong knew that Leng Yihuang had such a small hobby and had many inventions in network technology, he left the software that Leng Yihuang installed in his mobile phone, and there was no news after that.
Leng Yihuang was curious about who he was looking for, so he called him after two days, but who knew that this person's phone number was still disconnected.
He called Han Jie, but Han Jie hesitated and didn't dare to speak out. Finally, he just said, "The young master locked himself in the room for five days, and no one was allowed in."
Hearing this, Leng Yihuang frowned, jokingly said: "Why, have you lost your love again?"
Han Jie also understood Leng Yihuang's temper, so he smiled compensatingly, but felt like an ant on a hot pot in his heart, wishing that Leng Yihuang could come and see their young master soon, but his status is low, so he is not qualified to say that , I can only follow suit and worry.
Seeing his faltering look, Leng Yihuang knew that he must know something, but he just didn't dare to say it.
I thought to myself, it's really embarrassing for that brat to cry, make trouble and hang himself all day long even though he is old.
However, he has been exposed to government affairs recently, and he is very bored and upset, so he happened to go to practice with someone.
So, without notifying anyone, he drove directly to the Sheng family's hometown.
Shengdong's father still has a family outside and gave birth to a son, but Mr. Sheng didn't recognize him as a descendant of the Sheng family, and he was not allowed to step into the old house. Therefore, Shengdong never had any brothers and sisters since he was a child. Leng Yihuang and Xu Chenyu are like brothers.
Mrs. Sheng had wanted Leng Yihuang to come and see for a long time, but Mr. Sheng refused. Mr. Sheng knew what Leng Yihuang was up to recently, and she was not allowed to disturb her.
The old lady Sheng wiped her tears when she saw Leng Yihuang, and complained about everyone surnamed Sheng from childhood to adulthood.
Leng Yihuang helped her to sit down: "Don't worry, I'll go and have a look, maybe I've been stimulated by something again."
The old lady Sheng nodded again and again, remembered something, and said with a bitter face: "That bastard locked the door behind him, his mouth was worn out, and he didn't open the door."
When Leng Yihuang heard the words, he curled his lips and smiled, not taking it seriously at all.
"The voice may be louder in a while, you have a mental preparation, don't worry."
"Ai."
Only then did Leng Yihuang get up and go upstairs. After a while, there was a "bang" gunshot upstairs, followed by a loud knock on the door.
Being so brutal, Old Madam Sheng stroked her beating heart in a hurry, and almost had a heart attack from being frightened.
Leng Yihuang threw the gun back to Han Jie, indicating that he could go down.
Then, under Han Jie's horrified and adoring eyes, he walked into the crumbling door.
The man on the bed didn't have any energy. If it wasn't for the occasional blink of his eyelashes, people would definitely think he was dead.
This is not the first time that Leng Yihuang saw him dying like this.
So even more contempt.
What's the matter with a big man
Nothing!
A certain person looked down on this kind of self-pity, self-pity and lovelessness in his heart, and completely forgot that he also had such a period of dying.
"What's wrong with you? Are you addicted? Do you still have regular attacks?" Leng Yihuang stood by the bed and kicked him directly.
Sheng Dong still kept his eyes closed, this time, even he didn't want to talk to him.
The more he behaved like this, the more curious Leng Yihuang became, he had come over for such a big event four years ago, what else could he turn into such a virtue
"It's almost enough. If you don't shoot yourself, you will be clean and tidy. You won't suffer, and you will save others. Otherwise, you will get up quickly. The old and young in the family will accompany you Frightened, are you finished?"
Leng Yihuang was not a patient person in the first place. He said a few words, but no one responded, and said, "Okay, what is a brother? If you work harder, continue to work. I will help you at home. This family, young and old, I can't let you die, how many days have you been on a hunger strike? Five days? Starting today, I will ask the family doctor to give you nutritional injections, and I will definitely not let you starve yourself to death."
"Oh, by the way, what else is there to eat through the nasal cavity? It doesn't matter if you don't want to open your mouth. I have plenty of ways to feed you food."
What Leng Yihuang said was iron-blooded and ruthless. Others might not believe it, but Sheng Dong knew that this cold-blooded man definitely did what he said.
He was annoyed and just wanted to take it alone, but this person chattered endlessly, and even said some annoying things.
The man lying on the bed finally had a reaction, he turned over, his ass was facing the man behind him, his voice was hoarse like a dying old man, but his tone contained a hint of unwillingness and frustration of gnashing of teeth.
"I don't want to die!" He just needs time to calm down.
"You go back. When I think it through, I will go out. You can ask the kitchen to bring me a bowl of porridge."
Leng Yihuang frowned: "I'm not your servant."
Sheng Dong was so angry that he was already in this state, could he bully him less for a while? He was bullied by him since he was a child.
"What the hell happened?"
"It's nothing, I can handle it myself." He really had no face to speak.
Even in front of his brothers, he couldn't tell such a shameful thing.
"Is it related to Yuyu and Liang Yin?"
Hearing Leng Yihuang's words suddenly, Sheng Dong's body stiffened instantly, and his brows furrowed in pain.
Leng Yihuang understood, sure enough, his mistake and injury to Shengyu was not as simple as venting anger.
He didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force others to make things difficult.
Leng Yihuang stood with him for a while, then turned and left the room.
When the old lady Sheng heard that he was willing to eat, she breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Leng Yihuang what happened, but Leng Yihuang didn't know either.
Shengyu left school in the evening, and after two days, the wound between his eyebrows became more purple, which looked shocking.
He heard the servant whispering that Dad had eaten today.
The little guy's eyes lit up. Could it be that his father has recovered from his illness
In the past few days, his great-grandfather and grandma did not allow him to approach Shengdong's room, so he ran over secretly.
Although he was a little scared, he pushed the door lightly, and unexpectedly the door opened all of a sudden.
Sheng Dong actually didn't sleep, he heard the voice, he just didn't want to open his eyes.
Then, after a rustling sound, the sound of little feet stepping on the floor became clearer.
As soon as the mattress sank, a child's soft, waxy and milky whisper came from my ears: "Dad, you need to get better soon, Yuyu knows that you are sick, so he is not angry with you anymore."
After saying that, Sheng Dong felt a milky kiss on his cheek.