After driving for several days in a dusty way, she originally expected to receive a warm hug from Qing'er who was crying like a little flower-faced girl. However, after shouting a few times in the empty yard, Qingcheng was confused.

Liu Fengchen, who was standing behind Qingcheng, frowned slightly at night, a little puzzled.

An unknown premonition suddenly hit her heart, and Qingcheng anxiously opened the door.

What came into view was Qing'er lying on the old bed with injuries all over her body. She looked at her pitifully. The paleness on her face and the scars on her body made Qingcheng startled.

Liu Fengchen, who came in behind Qingcheng, saw Qing'er on the bed, and took a deep breath, his eyes swaying slightly.

"Qing'er" Qingcheng's eyes began to mist, looking at the person lying on the bed who was anxious to get out of bed but couldn't move, Qingcheng's hands clenched tightly into fists

That innocent and cute little face was covered with scars, but it started to ooze pus because it was not cleaned properly...

"Miss... you're back." Qing'er tried hard to look at Qingcheng who was standing by the bed and smiled, but he pulled at the wound on his face and frowned tightly, and there was also a trace of emotion in his voice when he spoke.

Hoarse and without confidence

How many days has she been injured? This is what Qingcheng wants to know

"Qing'er——" Qingcheng gently lifted Qing'er up. Looking at the scars on her originally clean face, Qingcheng's heart clenched and she felt a slight pain.

Damn...

"Miss, Qing'er - it's okay." Qing'er tried hard to convince Qingcheng, but what she said was so unconvincing.

"Where else did they hurt you?" Qingcheng asked distressedly, and her anger continued to grow.

Anyone who dares to hurt her should be prepared to die.

"No more..." Qing'er looked at Qingcheng gratefully, his eyes full of well-behaved and guilty conscience.

Qing'er can't lie at all? But he doesn't want Qingcheng to worry...

But how could such a little trick be hidden from Qingcheng? After just one glance at Qing'er's pale cheek, Qingcheng had a bad premonition in her heart. She raised her hand and touched Qing'er's wrist, which was filled with anger.

His eyes were immediately filled with murderous intent

How could they inflict such cruel poison on Qing'er?

"Fengchen, take care of Qing'er. I'll come as soon as I go." Qingcheng said sinisterly, with a murderous look on her face.
Chapter completed!