A Stolen Kinship

Just as the old lady had said, Leng Lingloong did not understand too many things. No one would give her an answer.

She should not be thinking about these answers.

She was just a machine in the huge cold factory of the Leng family. She should not have her own happiness, anger, and hatred. She should prioritize the interests of the Leng family and repeat Leng Huaijin's life in the past.

"Weiyang, Weiyang!"

While she was in a daze, Lu Yunchen rushed over.

When he saw his sister, who was badly mutilated by the vines, his heart tightened.

"Get lost, don't touch her!"

After the person holding the vines pushed her away, he immediately hugged Shen Weiyang, who was in so much pain that she almost fainted, with his eyes red. Weiyang, Weiyang, are you okay?"

The pain in her body had drained all of Shen Jie's strength. At this time, seeing Lu Yunchen's concerned face, a line of hot tears slowly fell.