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Zhang Sanyang, who left the sales department, called Qi Yang and threw the decoration matter directly to him.

As for Meng Sihan's fired, Zhang Sanyang didn't know anything about it.

Then he went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables before going home.

The next morning, Leng Changyue came to Leng Lingyue's doorstep with the Leng family's servants.

She sat in a wheelchair with thick bandages wrapped around her legs and could not move at all.

The red and swollen double clips alternately with blue and red.

She clenched her fists tightly, and anger and humiliation filled her heart.

If she could, she would never want to come to such a place in her life.

"Zhang Sanyang, you bastard, one day I will ask you to kneel in front of me." Leng Changyue cursed viciously.

"Miss." The servant who was accompanying him whispered.

Leng Changyue took a deep breath and kept comforting herself in her heart. As long as she endured today, when I got married to that mysterious rich boy, I would like to return it thousands or hundreds of times.

Leng Changyue calmed down her emotions and finally said coldly: "Knock on the door."

The servant knocked on the door, and it took a few minutes before the door opened.

Leng Changyue was ready to apologize, but when she saw Zhang Sanyang's face, she became angry again.

She thought of the humiliation that day, and was slapped by Zhang Sanyang. She grew up so big that Zhang Sanyang was the first person to slap her in such humiliation.

She wanted to curse a few words, but Leng Changyue held back when she thought of the old lady's words.

But what she unexpectedly expected was that before she could speak, Zhang Sanyang slammed his hand and closed the door.

Leng Changyue was stunned for a moment, her face turned red and turned red, and she was so angry. "Zhang Sanyang, you bastard, you are a bastard, you can't die a bad death..."

Leng Changyue cursed a lot of unpleasant words at the door, but she was still unhappy and finally kicked the door with a scream.

She forgot that she was still wearing plaster and bandages on her legs. When she kicked, the bones were probably misaligned again.

Leng Changyue was so angry that she wanted to turn around and leave, but the old lady's words made her hold back.

Leng Changyue's face was covered in pain and sweating. The servant asked anxiously: "Miss, are you doing anything?"

"Get out." Leng Changyue didn't appreciate it at all, and pushed the servant down to the ground, slid his wheelchair and approached the door, and knocked on it. "Zhang Sanyang, open the door for me."

She yelled while knocking on the door.

Zhang Sanyang opened the door and said coldly: "If it's okay, don't bark here."

"You..." Leng Changyue was so angry that she trembled all over.

"What?" Zhang Sanyang looked at Leng Changyue and smiled, "Yuan, what's wrong with your legs? What's wrong with your face?"

Leng Changyue's face turned red with anger and almost suffocated her breath.

She warned herself in her heart that she must hold back.

Leng Changyue took a deep breath and said, "I am here to apologize and let Leng Lingyue come out."

Zhang Sanyang raised his voice and said coldly: "The old lady didn't tell you, should you apologize?"

At this time, Leng Lingyue, who heard the movement, walked out and looked at Leng Changyue outside the gate with surprise.

What surprised her was not that Leng Changyue was covered in wounds, but that all this had been guessed by Zhang Sanyang long ago.

How did he know?

Leng Lingyue realized that this man was becoming more and more unfathomable.

"No one will accept your apology, get out." Leng Lingyue said coldly. She did not pity the other party and was covered in wounds.

She remembered how this woman humiliated herself at that time and in what manner she used to trample her high position on her dignity.

Those scenes appeared in Leng Lingyue's mind and made her take a deep breath.

"Get out!" Zhang Sanyang frowned slightly.

"You..." Leng Changyue trembled slightly and stared at Leng Lingyue resentfully.

She looked at the other person's disdainful look, gritted her teeth, and buried her resentment in her heart. "I'm sorry for what happened that day, and I hope you have a lot to forgive me."

Zhang Sanyang chuckled and said coldly: "I don't feel your sincere apology."

Leng Changyue's forehead was furious, and she gritted her teeth tightly, holding her hands tightly together, and her fingernails seemed to have pierced into her palms; she thought resentfully. "One day, I want you to regret it."

Hearing Leng Changyue say this, Leng Lingyue suddenly didn't know what to do. She was not as cold as Zhang Sanyang.

Should I forgive myself?

But she trampled on her dignity, but she was also punished as she deserved.

Zhang Sanyang walked to Leng Lingyue and chuckled, "Some people can't change their dogs."

Leng Lingyue raised her head and looked at Zhang Sanyang's serious face. "I..."

"She apologized now just because she was forced, not willing to do so. Think about how she treated you in the first place." Zhang Sanyang interrupted her, stroked her face, and said softly: "Go and get back what you belong to you, your dignity, no one can bully you with me."

Leng Lingyue grabbed Zhang Sanyang's hand and trembled gently, and she choked with a hint of sob.

"Go!" Zhang Sanyang smiled gently.

At that moment, Leng Lingyue's hesitation disappeared, and she watched Leng Changyue step away.

Immediately afterwards, a loud slap fell on Leng Changyue's face. "This is what you owe me." While speaking, she pulled off the amethyst pendant between Leng Changyue's neck.

"This doesn't belong to you either."

Leng Changyue looked at Leng Lingyue with hatred and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to hit me, you will regret it."

"Do you think I have anything to regret? Everything I have now has nothing to do with the Leng family." Leng Lingyue fought against each other.

Leng Changyue said without any emotion: "When I marry that mysterious rich boy, you will lose everything you have now, and you will regret what you do today."

"You are very pitiful." Zhang Sanyang smiled pity. "Why do you think that the mysterious rich boy married you?"

Zhang Sanyang continued, "Just like you? Are you good enough? If I were him, I wouldn't even be interested in looking at you."

Leng Changyue laughed, as if laughing at Zhang Sanyang's ignorance. "Do you think anyone in the Leng family can compare with me, Leng Changyue, so what about her, Leng Lingyue? It's a pity that she married you, a waste."

Zhang Sanyang suddenly lowered his body, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said strongly: "You will never be as good as Ling Yue. If you want to marry that mysterious rich boy, you are just thinking about it because you can't even compare to Ling Yue's one-tenth."

Leng Changyue's eyes were cold. At that moment, she suddenly raised her hand, but Zhang Sanyang was faster than her, and she slammed the door and threw it directly.

Bang!

The door was closed heavily. If Leng Changyue hadn't been hiding quickly, the door would have hit her in the face now.
Chapter completed!