Shen Hua said softly.
Leng Yu put away the phone, picked her up and put her in front of the dining table.
He looked over and the servant quickly left.
Leng Yu stood up and served Shen Hua a bowl of millet porridge, placed it in front of her, and said softly: "Drink some porridge first. Your leg is injured and you need to eat lighter recently."
"Um."
Shen Hua responded.
Leng Yu picked up the spoon, filled a spoonful and handed it to Shen Hua: "Open your mouth..."
"Uncle, please put it down first, I can drink it myself."
"no."
Shen Hua flattened her mouth and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, my leg is injured, but my hand is not. I can drink it myself."
Hearing this, Leng Yu reluctantly put down his spoon.
He reached out and took the shrimp from Shen Hua's hand and carefully peeled it.
Shen Hua looked at the man in front of her, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
Leng Yu put the shrimp on the plate in front of Shen Hua: "Let's eat the shrimp first."
His voice was very gentle.
"Uncle..."
Shen Hua sniffed, she was so moved that she almost shed tears.
The report she saw in Leng Yu's study suddenly flashed into Shen Hua's mind.
The patient did not die by accident, but by purposeful murder...
The word murder stung Shen Hua's heart severely.
She never imagined that her parents who loved her so much would die in a murder.
But what was the reason for this murder?
Shen Hua originally planned to ask Leng Yu to help her find out the cause of her parents' death.
But now the reason for the death of his parents turned out to be Leng Yu.
Shen Hua's heart suddenly trembled, and the soft light in her eyes gradually disappeared.
He looked at the man in front of him coldly.
She was immersed in her own thoughts and didn't speak for a long time.
"Shen Hua..."
Leng Yu called her, and Shen Hua came back to her senses.
"Uncle..."
"What are you thinking about?"
"nothing."
Shen Hua pursed her lips but didn't say anything else.
Leng Yu didn't ask any questions and watched quietly as Shen Hua finished her lunch and carried her back to the bedroom.
Fang family villa.
As soon as Fang Jingli arrived at home, she saw Mrs. An and An Nanqiao sitting at home.
When Fang's mother saw Fang Jingli coming back, she hurriedly greeted him: "Li'er, there's a guest at home, please say hello quickly."
Fang Jingli reluctantly called out: "Auntie."
Mrs. Fang said dissatisfiedly: "Li'er, why are you so rude?"
Mrs. An quickly waved her hand: "Sister-in-law, I don't blame the child. It was all my fault in the past."
Fang Jingli glanced at An Nanqiao and said displeasedly: "Beauty An, why did you come to my house?"
Hearing this, An Nanqiao said with a pale face: "Sister, it was all my fault in the past, I shouldn't have..."
"Don't marry me, I can't afford it."
An Nanqiao was interrupted by Fang Jingli before she finished speaking.
Fang's mother pulled Fang Jingli aside: "Li'er, you are also Qiao Qiao's cousin, how can you talk like that?"
"Mom, there are some things that you don't know about, so don't interfere."
Fang Jingli's thoughts went back to when they were in high school, when she and An Nanqiao were in the same school.
Fang Jingli felt that since they were relatives and went to the same school, their relationship should be good.
But An Nanqiao couldn't stand Fang Jingli, and always felt that she was prettier than Fang Jingli.
She didn't even understand why everyone in the family liked Fang Jingli but not herself.
She secretly made up her mind to make Fang Jingli look embarrassed.
As soon as Fang Jingli entered the school gate, she saw An Nanqiao staring at her menacingly from a distance.
Fang Jingli originally didn't want to talk to An Nanqiao and wanted to go around her.
But An Nanqiao was unwilling to let her go. He stretched out his leg and tripped. Fang Jingli almost fell to the ground.
Fang Jingli glanced at An Nanqiao coldly: "An Nanqiao, what are you doing?"
An Nanqiao sneered: "What am I doing? How can you blame me if you don't have eyesight when you walk?"
Fang Jingli had been taught since she was a child that girls should be gentle, so she said nothing when faced with An Nanqiao's sharp tongue.
But An Nanqiao thought that Fang Jingli was afraid of her: "Why, you don't speak..."
Just as she said this, she saw that the skirt Fang Jingli was wearing turned out to be the limited edition skirt she wanted to buy.
She had been eyeing that dress for a long time, but her mother said they had no money and her stepfather didn't want them to spend too much money.
An Nanqiao looked at the dress with jealousy in her eyes.
"Fang Jingli, don't you think the Fang family is rich and look down on me..."
Fang Jingli: "..."
She didn't say anything, it was simply baffling, Fang Jingli rolled her eyes and left.
But An Nanqiao refused to let her go and followed her, chattering non-stop.
"Fang Jingli, just wait, no matter what you have, I will have it..."
Fang Jingli was speechless, stopped and looked at her hard.
An Nanqiao had a vicious mouth, but looking at Fang Jingli's eyes, she took a step back in fear.
…
After school at noon, Fang Jingli came out of the classroom. A wave of heat hit her and she walked towards the school gate.
Because the Fang family's driver was waiting for her at the door.
Originally, they planned to go in to pick up Fang Jingli, but Fang Jingli said that she didn't want to be too high-profile.
After Fang Jingli walked a few steps, she felt that everyone was looking at her strangely, and she felt a little confused.
At this time, her best friend walked up to Fang Jingli: "Li'er, your skirt?"
Fang Jingli lowered her head and glanced at her skirt. It looked normal in front of her. But after she turned around, her whole state suddenly deteriorated.
Her dress was actually dyed rainbow colors.
How is this going?
When she went out in the morning, she was fine. She didn't leave the classroom all morning.
At this time, voices came from the surroundings.
"Oh my god, you are still the eldest lady of the Fang family. Why are you wearing clothes like this?"
"Could it be that you picked it up from the trash heap?"
Fang Jingli quickly picked up her skirt and walked towards the bathroom.
She wanted to wash the area off with water, but no matter how hard she scrubbed, it just couldn't be washed away.
How did you get this up?
Fang Jingli felt a little anxious. If she returned home like this and her mother asked her, how should she answer?
At this time, An Nanqiao ran to her side: "How about it, sister, do you like the color I dyed for you?"
Thinking of this, Fang Jingli's face suddenly sank: "You go, don't appear in front of me again in the future."
Hearing this, Mrs. An almost knelt on the ground: "Li'er, you can't just drive your aunt away like this. Your aunt hugged you when you were little."
Fang Jingli's eyes darkened: "Butler, see the guests off."
Mrs. Fang quickly stopped her and said, "Li'er, why are you becoming more and more outrageous? Why are you talking to your elders?"
Fang Jingli remained silent and walked towards her bedroom without looking back.
Shen Hua lay on the soft bed and whispered: "Uncle, I want to take a bath."
Leng Yu's eyes fell on her legs: "Your injury?"
"It's okay, I'll pay attention."
