Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 738 Leng Qianche is Angry
Leng Qingfeng looked at the indifferent Leng Qianche who was sitting on the sofa with red eyes, "Brother, where have you been for the past three years?"

"It's just that she was killed and fell into a coma for three years."

Leng Qianche had an expression of unwillingness to say more.

She wasn't going to tell the story of her amnesia.

"Damn it?!" Leng Qingfeng's eyes drooped, flashing a gloomy and piercing light, and the next moment he raised his eyes, they were red and harmless again, "Who is it? How dare you harm the heir of the Leng family..."

Leng Qianche said: "You don't need to know, I will solve this matter myself."

Leng Qingfeng's extremely charming Danfeng eyes dimmed, and he reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, "...I'm just worried about my brother—it's great that my brother is back, I've always reserved your place for you. "

Leng Qianche said nothing.

To be honest, the position of the heir to the Leng family is dispensable to her, and it doesn't matter whether she has it or not.

Perhaps it is possible to tell this "brother" that she is not interested in the position of successor, and let him continue to sit in this position that everyone is staring at.

But before talking about this...

Leng Qianche looked at him coldly, and said, "You said grandpa went to the hospital?"

When Leng Qingfeng saw her eyes, he felt as if his heart was being pricked by tiny needles, which was painful and had an unspeakable sourness.

But I haven't seen him for three years... Does my brother have no remaining feelings for him?

The cold and coquettish Danfeng's eyes revealed a slight, invisible dark color, and he narrowed his eyes and said: "Three years ago, my brother disappeared for a month and I didn't find him, because I was afraid that Brother Leng would take advantage of the situation and rob Leng's house." Family property, some elders in the clan suggested that Big Brother Leng should be expelled from the Leng family."

Leng Qianche's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Leng Qingfeng pursed his lips, "A group of clan elders agreed, but grandpa's objection was ineffective. After the uncle suppressed them, they sent someone to assassinate brother Leng. Grandpa fainted from anger, and has been lingering in bed for three years. Uncle was furious, If you want to break up with the clan elders, the clan elders control some of the power of the Leng family. Together, they are not a small force. If the uncle insists on breaking up with them, they might do something, so Brother Leng voluntarily withdrew from the Leng family tree and set up his own family."

"And grandpa never came out of the hospital again."

Leng Qingfeng frowned, his seductive face showed a bit of irritability and worry, but there was a bit of pleasure in his downcast eyes.

It's good to quit the Leng's family. If you quit the Leng's family, no one will come to compete with him for your brother's attention.

Leng Qianche snorted coldly, "A group of half-destroyed old guys still want to make trouble? Isn't it over if you just cut it off?"

Leng Qingfeng looked at her, with a little bit of obsession hidden in the depths of his eyes, "Well, brother is right."

The servant serving next to him: "..."

Did they hear something extraordinary?
Leng Qianche got up suddenly, and she brushed the broken hair down on her forehead, and said indifferently, "Which hospital is grandpa in?"

Smiling coldly: "It's our family's private hospital, it only serves our family. My brother hasn't been there yet, right? Why don't I go with my brother? I just want to see my grandpa."

He savored the words "our family" several times while opening and closing his lips and tongue, as if savoring a little bit of stickiness on the tip of his tongue, which made him happy.

Leng Qianche didn't pay much attention to his tone, just nodded.

The driver was still Lao Wang. After seeing Leng Qianche, Lao Wang was so excited that he almost lost his grip on the steering wheel.

Along the way, he even babbled.

"Young Master, you are finally back! You don't know how sad the old man and the Patriarch have been all these years! Young Master Tang can't wait to use all the resources of the Leng family to find you, he is..."

Leng Qingfeng coughed lightly.

Lao Wang immediately shut up.

Leng Qianche didn't respond to the suggestive interaction between the two.

She turned her face to look out the window.

The sun outside the window is warm and the traffic is rushing.

That exquisite profile successfully made Leng Qingfeng look at her absent-mindedly for a long time.

Leng Qianche slightly closed his eyes, closing them to rest.

As soon as the car stopped, Leng Qianche opened those purple eyes that were as gorgeous as the texture of amber.

His eyes were clear.

Before Leng Qingfeng got out of the car and went to Leng Qianche's side to open the door for her, he saw that clear and slender figure walking towards the hospital.

He hastened to catch up.

"Brother, don't worry, grandpa is on the third floor." He said.

"Ah."

When he arrived at the door of Mr. Leng's ward, Leng Qianche's thoughts drifted away a little.

Regarding this old man, she seemed to have a few fragments in her memory. He often smiled at her and was the best person in the family.

Leng Qianche frowned slightly, clenched his hands and knocked on the door with cold fingers.

dong dong.

Not long after, the door opened.

The person behind the door made Leng Qianche raise his eyebrows.

It also made Leng Qingfeng look slightly gloomy.

This handsome and cold appearance is indeed indifferent.

The moment the cold-breathing man saw the boy, his breath and emotions became confused.

He froze in place.

Leng Qianche smiled and shouted, "Brother."

The voice was Su Liqinglie, who was extremely familiar to Leng Qianmo.

His eyes trembled, "Che'er..."

Leng Qianche: "Well. Don't get excited, brother, let us go in and talk about it?"

Only then did Leng Qianmo regain her senses, and immediately stepped aside to let the two of them in, her eyes followed Leng Qianche steadfastly.

The thousands of miles of ice in the eyes seemed to be slightly shattered, and the dark ancient well in the eyes seemed to have light.

Leng Qingfeng noticed his expression, clenched his hands under his sleeves, pursed his lips, and a cruel light flashed in his eyes where no one could see.

"A Mo, who is here..."

Mr. Leng looked down at a book wearing reading glasses, and raised his eyes when he heard the movement.

Snapped.

The book fell to the floor.

Master Leng stretched out his hand almost tremblingly, "Che'er...Che'er! Ah Mo! Ah Mo, have you seen Che'er?! Am I dreaming again..."

The lion-like figure of the past is now in his twilight years, and his weak ending is even choked with sobs.

Leng Qianche reached out and held the old man's hand, looking at him tenderly, "Grandpa, I'm back."

Old Man Leng carefully touched Leng Qianche's face with his trembling hands. After feeling the delicate temperature, he was overjoyed, "It's really Che'er! It's really..."

Surprised and overjoyed, old man Leng suddenly frowned, with a look of pain on his face, he coughed several times while clutching his chest, and finally fell unconscious on the bed.

Leng Qianche's pupils shrank suddenly, "Grandpa!"

Leng Qianmo also stepped forward immediately, with spotless worry in his eyes and panic that was immediately restrained by him.

Because Mr. Leng's condition was repeated, the doctors took turns to watch over him. Seeing this situation, the doctor on duty immediately stepped forward to push the two of them away to give Mr. Leng timely first aid.

Leng Qianche held the hand of old master Leng, although her expression was indifferent, it was not difficult for people to see her worry.

Leng Qianmo also had a similar expression.

And Leng Qingfeng stood behind, on the phone with the dean.

"Arrange surgery quickly!" He said sternly.

Leng Qianmo's voice was chilling, "I can't do surgery yet!"

Leng Qingfeng: "Then it won't get better just looking at grandpa like this?! He faints from time to time... This time we are here, next time if the doctor comes out to check for leaks, then grandpa will..."

Leng Qianmo's voice was very calm, and he didn't start arguing with him, "I understand what you mean. But, grandpa hasn't recovered yet, so don't rush to arrange surgery!"

Leng Qingfeng glanced unwillingly at Mr. Leng who was lying on the bed gradually panting, and finally had no choice but to say "no need to make arrangements" and hung up the phone bitterly.

At this time, old man Leng also gradually came to his senses. He tried his best to open his eyes, and smiled at Leng Qianche, his voice was so weak that he couldn't hear it.

"Che'er... Grandpa is fine..."

Seeing that kind smile, Leng Qianche frowned.

She glanced away, trying to suppress her unstable emotions, "Stop talking, take a good rest."

"Okay." The old man said with a smile.

The doctor sighed, wearing a mask but he couldn't hide the sadness on his face, "Let's go outside and talk first, the old Patriarch needs to rest now."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Leng was about to sit up immediately, "I'm fine... I don't need to rest, Che'er, don't leave yet..."

Leng Qianche gently pushed him back, and said, "I'll come to see you tomorrow, can you take a good rest today? Come and talk to me tomorrow."

"Okay." The old man smiled.

He gently closed his eyes, unable to hide the pale and tired look on his face.

Leng Qianche stood in front of the hospital bed, looked down at him quietly for a while, and then walked out of the room first.

Leng Qianmo pursed her lips, and took another look at the aging male lion, her eyes sank.

When the three of them went outside the door, the doctor closed the door, turned around and took off the mask, and couldn't help sighing while frowning.

"This..." He pursed his lips, "A few years ago when I went to give the old Patriarch a physical examination, the old Patriarch's body was still very strong. Now... it seems like a bag with a broken wind, and I don't know what the wind is inside. Time to run out."

The doctor closed his eyes and couldn't bear to say: "He probably won't survive this year."

In a word, it was like a thunderbolt hitting the three of them.

All three were silent.

The doctor's eyes were a little red. "The world's top equipment can't help it. The miracle doctor from abroad has also come to see it. He said that the broken body can be healed not just by raising it."

"Have you looked for Du Yan?"

Leng Qianche spoke suddenly.

She didn't know why, but at that moment, Du Yan's name rang in her heart.

"Duyan." The doctor sighed, "I checked, but he couldn't come to our country, so I sent him the inspection report. He said that only fairy grass can save him, but there is no fairy grass in this world, so he said He can't help it - isn't this a disguised way to say that there is no way! He is good, and he joked about fairy grass."

The doctor was rambling on about other things, but Leng Qianche's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She... seems to have seen the so-called fairy grass.

The memory in the brain is gradually clear.

It should be in a pure white space, there is a red-haired child, pointing to the grass planted on the ground and saying.

"Look! The herbs you planted are growing!"

"What's this called?"

"Ah...you might not believe it if you tell me, this herb is called 'immortal grass', I read in the book that it says that broken bones can be reborn and all diseases can be cured..."

"Rebirth from a broken bone, recovery from all diseases..." Leng Qianche muttered to himself.

The doctor said: "That's right! That's what Du Yan said at the time, alas... After all, Du Yan is too young and has a great reputation, to fool people with such words."

Leng Qianche narrowed her eyes, which gradually glowed with brilliance.

She looked up at Leng Qianmo, "Brother, take me to the barracks! I need to find Yun Xiliu!"

The atmosphere of silence and sadness around Leng Qianmo still persisted. Hearing what Leng Qianche said, he nodded, suppressed the dull pain in his heart, and left with Leng Qianche.

Leng Qingfeng looked at the backs of the two walking away hand in hand, his eyes became darker and more gloomy.

—

"Restore memory?" Yun Xiliu raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Leng Qianche looked up at him and said seriously, "I need to restore my memory."

Yun Xiliu smiled: "That's beyond the scope of what I have learned. It is already difficult for me to solve your illusion. Amnesia should seek a doctor."

Leng Qianche said: "Doctors can't do it, only you can."

"What do you mean by serious boasting? If the boss hears it, why not..." Yun Xiliu said meaningfully.

Leng Qianche was too lazy to argue with him, and said directly: "Can you explain a sentence, if not, I'll find someone else."

"Provocative method?" Yun Xiliu raised his lips, "Coincidentally, I like to do challenging things the most."

Leng Qianche: "How many days at least?"

Yun Xiliu: "It will take a week for me to break the illusion for you. I don't know this kind of thing at all. I'm afraid it will take ten days and a half months."

Leng Qianche frowned: "Hurry up."

Yun Xiliu: "Sure enough, what the real family said is true, you are a scumbag, and if you can find a way to not get a penny, I am the only one, and you still want to urge me?"

Leng Qianche lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

The slender eyelashes are like wings, casting a delicate shadow on the eyelids.

Her pale red lips looked fragile.

Yun Xiliu remained unmoved and left with a smile.

Leng Qianche also knew that Yun Xiliu should not be in a hurry, but as soon as she thought of Mr. Leng's pale and aged face and slightly choked voice, she clenched her hands.

The reason why Mr. Leng became like this is because the clan elders got angry and worried about her, which accumulated day by day, so it became like this.

Leng Qianche's eyes were cold.

If she knew who caused her amnesia and made Mr. Leng what he is now, she would definitely crush him to ashes.

Leng Qianche looked down at his pale fingertips.

But this is only accumulated over the years, and the main reason is because of the clan elders who want to drive Leng Qianmo out of the Leng family.

Her gorgeous amber eyes are not real, without a trace of emotion, and frightening waves are surging inside.

A group of old guys who live by the Leng family but think they can control the Leng family——

A sneer curled up on her lips.

It just so happened that she had nothing to do now, so she had to go back and see them—to tell them who was the master of the Leng family.

A group of people who live as vassals of Leng's family, what kind of person do they really think they are?

　I’m so sleepy, I’m so sleepy, I’m dozing off while typing, I don’t know if there’s a typo
　　Going to sleep now, good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)