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

An Xiaojing felt that Leng Yichen must often have sex with other women here.

Then women's clothes naturally exist.

"Do you think anyone can climb into my bed?" Leng Yichen was suddenly annoyed.It turned out that she was no different from a duck in her heart.

"Of course it's not. The woman Leng Shao has his eyes on, which one is not beautiful, with a hot figure, and a high-class celebrity?" An Xiaojing rubbed the place where she fell and knocked just now with her hands.Then he cried out in pain.

Leng Yichen saw everything in his eyes.

He didn't care what An Xiaojing said, he stood up and went straight to the first aid box, and took out some red medicine that could relieve inflammation from it.

"Don't move. If you don't want your leg to be crippled!"

Leng Yichen ordered harshly.

Then he suddenly thought of why An Xiaojing fell down. When it rained before, she already had wounds on her feet, so the situation just happened now.

An Xiaojing didn't bother to move anymore, so she just let him.

After all the injuries were treated, Leng Yichen tried his best to find a few clothes for An Xiaojing in his closet, but they were still big, but there was an unusual temptation.

Forget it, let her be spared today.

When they went back that day, Xia Yuanyuan never appeared in front of the two of them again.

An Xiaojing has always been curious about Leng Yichen's real purpose for calling her to the office.

If it's really for sex, then he doesn't need to go through all this trouble.

Sitting in the co-pilot and returning to the villa, the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit awkward.

Leng Yichen always wanted to speak first.

No matter what Xia Yuanyuan said today, calling An Xiaojing over and knocking her down directly is a bit unsatisfactory.

However, there is one thing that she should be very happy to hear.

"Noah is completely out of business. I'm going to buy it!"

"Huh? Like how you dealt with An's family back then? And finally forced them to nowhere?"

An Xiaojing was slightly sarcastic.

It's okay not to mention this matter, but since Leng Yichen said it, it is impossible for her to forget the past.

Her father also failed miserably in that shopping mall.

"Oh? You have a good memory?"

Leng Yichen sprayed disdain from his nostrils.He couldn't figure out that it was a very happy thing, and An Xiaojing was not interested. It seemed that the two of them were really not suitable for talking.

No matter what content is said, it will eventually cause dissatisfaction on both sides.

This damn woman!

"Some things are just scars left in my heart. Not all scars can be removed." An Xiaojing's expression suddenly became quiet, without any emotion at all.

……

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the villa.

Uncle Lin was waiting there, the two got out of the car, and other servants helped Leng Yichen park the car.

"Master, I came back very early today, and I'm still with the Young Madam." Uncle Lin said happily. He always felt that the relationship between the two was getting closer.

"Uncle Lin, continue to boil chicken soup for her!" Leng Yichen ordered, but when he left in the morning, his attitude may not be so good.

"Yes, yes, as long as the young mistress is healthy, I will make any amount of chicken soup." Uncle Lin smiled and looked at the two of them.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin!" An Xiaojing smiled slightly.

She still thinks Uncle Lin is very kind, at least in this family, he is a very warm and kind person.

The two entered the villa one after the other.

It's not too late now.

In the afternoon of early spring, the sun shines on the lawn outside the window, which looks very comfortable.

"An Xiaojing, it's already a new year, don't you have any wishes?"

Holding the newspaper, Leng Yichen asked suddenly, because there seemed to be something An Xiaojing was interested in in the newspaper, about jewelry design.

"Does it count as divorcing you?" An Xiaojing didn't shy away from her thoughts at all.

Since it is a wish, saying it may not necessarily come true.

And Leng Yichen's whole face fell down in an instant.

The newspaper in his hand was crumpled into a ball by him, and then he threw it on the ground.

"You think about this thing every day? Yeah, An Xiaojing, how could I forget that you have always wanted to leave my control! If we divorce, you will not only get some financial subsidies, but also Get rid of me, this wish really kills two birds with one stone."

"It's ridiculous. If you are willing to divorce me, I won't ask for any of your money."

"Oh? Is this the wish you've been thinking of? Divorce? Don't even think about it!" Leng Yichen could see that some veins were about to protrude on his forehead, and his anger burned namelessly again.

"You asked me, and I'm just talking about my own thoughts."

An Xiaojing didn't care about Leng Yichen's reaction at all.

Since it was a wish, she didn't expect much.

"It seems that you are in a hurry!" Leng Yichen got up straight away, and then pressed An Xiaojing on the sofa with his body, his expression was extremely cold, and he still pinched An Xiaojing's chin with one hand.

In fact, what Xia Yuanyuan said was not wrong, this woman really never had herself in her heart.

She is always thinking about how to leave herself quickly.

An Xiaojing closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, no matter how Leng Yichen tossed herself, she remained silent.

Leng Yichen worked hard for a while, felt bored, so he let go: "I'm spoiled, do you want to die?"

After that, he sat up and straightened his clothes.

Looking at An Xiaojing coldly, she sneered: "It's really useless, just like a woman or a corpse, let you go, don't even think about it."

The phone rang silently, it was Chengfeng calling.

Leng Yichen took a look, at first he didn't want to pick it up, but finally he did.

Without saying a few words, he got up and left.

An Xiaojing was left alone on the sofa, holding back her tears silently.

Leng Yifeng drove a little fast, and left An Xiaojing's side very quickly.

An Xiaojing was left in the villa, as if she was thinking about something.

"Master!"

When he arrived at the destination, Chengfeng walked up to Leng Yichen, he had something important to tell Leng Yichen.

"Chengfeng, what have you found?" Leng Yichen's eyes were a little cold, because he seemed to have a premonition that something important was about to happen, and it depended on whether his guess was the same as what Chengfeng said.

"Master. This is the information. Look, that necklace does not belong to Xia Yuanyuan." Chengfeng handed a file bag to Leng Yichen.

"really!"

Leng Yichen took the file bag, which was exactly as he expected.

In fact, my sixth sense always tells me that the necklace does not seem to belong to Xia Yuanyuan, but there has never been enough evidence, and now the information Chengfeng handed over to me clearly shows that the necklace is really related to Xia Yuanyuan. It doesn't matter at all.