Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

"Your father is old, you'd better plan for him!"

After finishing speaking, he pressed the answer button and strode out, leaving An Xiaojing standing alone in the empty room, covering her face and crying!

An Xiaojing fell to the ground and beat the floor hard!

Why...why do I have to live under his threat every time?Why does she have to compromise every time!

Why...she hates her so much!Hate yourself for being so incompetent!

When is this kind of day?When will she be free?

In the entire hall, there was only An Xiaojing's crying.That's why it's even more sad. It turns out that at such a fragile moment, she has to face it alone.

Brother... Brother... When will you take me away...

I don't want to be around this man anymore...

don't think about it for a moment...

……

kick, kick, kick...

Suddenly, an unhurried footstep gradually approached, An Xiaojing followed the sound and looked, to her surprise, the person who came to her was the man who looked like Leng Yichen in the studio.

The man always likes to wear a clean white shirt with the smell of wet paint on it.He has a healing smile on his face, so warm.

An Xiaojing was still a little shocked, she never thought that this person would appear in the villa, in the hall under the dazzling lights.

He is a quiet person who seems to be ignorant of worldly affairs, why does he appear now?

"Are you crying?" The man squatted down slowly, his voice was not as cold as Leng Yichen's piercing into the bones, but like a spring breeze.

Before An Xiaojing could reply, his hand gently touched her cheek, where An Xiaojing's empty and desperate eyes were inlaid.

"Who the hell are you? Leng Yichen? Or someone else?" An Xiaojing seemed to be asking herself, because she never, never expected to hear an answer from this person.

"If I told you, would you be happy? Why do I always see your unhappiness more and more often." The man's hand finally left An Xiaojing's cheek and froze in mid-air.

Will it be him?

"Ha, I've always been a fool, you know? I shouldn't trust anyone. I didn't even know that everything was planned by him." An Xiaojing said to herself and smiled wryly. .

"So, you don't want to trust me anymore?" The man said lightly. If possible, he really wanted to give her a big hug. In the end, he did.

"I'm sorry!" He gently hugged An Xiaojing, his movements were graceful like a prince in a fairy tale world.

An Xiaojing's tears also burst at that moment.

It turns out that there is really such a person who cares about himself, he doesn't need to understand what happened, but he can hug him without hesitation just seeing his scarred self.

An Xiaojing's emotions were slowly released.

Being hugged, she buried her head deeply in that person's chest, her crying changed from sobbing to hysterical.

The grievances for too long and the pain Leng Yichen gave her all vented out one by one.

The temperature of the man's body was just right, and his heartbeat was also very moderate, but he repeated "I'm sorry" over and over again.

When An Xiaojing was tired from crying, the man carried her directly to the bedroom upstairs, muttering, "Wait for me, I will take you away, soon... soon..."

The light was a little lazy and dim, but An Xiaojing's eyes couldn't find a single focus, echoing his words.

"Don't go! Don't go!"

Feeling that he was about to leave again, she held his hand tightly, afraid that he would leave.

Her appearance, I don't know how distressing it is.

"I'm not going, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere." The gentle voice sounded like the best lullaby. He moved a stool and sat next to An Xiaojing, watching that person gradually fall asleep, There are wet spots on the face.

Gently, he wiped it off for her with his hands, and sighed heavily...

……

"Don't go, don't leave me, don't go! Ah..." An Xiaojing woke up suddenly from the bed, but what made her even more desperate was that in front of her was a man in a black suit.

"Oh? Why, did you meet your lover in your dream?" It was very joking and ironic, with extremely cold eyes, it was none other than Leng Yichen.

"So what? You can have a lover, why can't I?" An Xiaojing sneered, not to be outdone, "Since we don't have feelings between us, we shouldn't bother each other to develop new ones, right?"

"You!" Hearing this, Leng Yichen was inexplicably angry, and grabbed An Xiaojing's arm fiercely, seeing that the woman who was caught by him was still staring at him, so he shook it off forcefully. .

"You are the woman I bought, and the nature of the things I bought is the same. Of course, my things can only be used by me. If you don't understand this truth, I can try it myself."

Leng Yichen poked An Xiaojing up and down again, because she was angry that her chest still rose and fell violently, which was really alluring.

Of course, An Xiaojing noticed this man's eyes, and with what he said, it seemed that this man was about to get his brain fucked again.

However, when the atmosphere between the two was somewhat stalemate, Uncle Lin's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Master, do you want to cook something nutritious for the young lady?"

"No, I think she's in good spirits, I'd better save the supplements." Leng Yichen responded coldly, seeing An Xiaojing's expression not looking any better.

"That's right, I'm just something you bought, I'm afraid I can't compare with those expensive supplements!" An Xiaojing responded with some sarcasm.

"Take care of your body, and then let you go to a private meeting with a lover? I'm not that stupid!" Speaking of this, Leng Yichen suddenly burst out a very cold ridicule from the bottom of his heart, An Xiaojing actually had The girl of my dreams.

This damned woman is looking for death!

"What on earth do you want, Leng Yichen!" An Xiaojing was fed up with this man's cold-bloodedness and capriciousness, if his character were more gentle, would it be better.

Leng Yichen is exactly the same as that person, but his personality and body smell... are completely opposite!

"What do I want? An Xiaojing, let me tell you, since I bought you, and since you are my legal wife, you should never think about others, and you can never fall in love with others. Your right to use can only be I!"

After finishing speaking, Leng Yichen ignored An Xiaojing's astonished eyes, and immediately pressed her back on the bed.

An Xiaojing's two arms were firmly imprisoned above her head by Leng Yichen, and her legs were also fixed by the man's lower body so that she could not move.

"Leng Yichen, you are despicable, I want to divorce you! I've had enough!" An Xiaojing resisted, but the harder she tried, the tighter Leng Yichen's grip on her became.