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

After An Xiaojing returned home, Leng Chenxi was not there, but Leng Yichen and An Xiya came back.

Sure enough, two people who fell in love were inseparable like glue.

No matter how upset An Xiaojing was, there was nothing she could do. After what happened last night, she had already had deep doubts about Leng Yichen's personality.

And when Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing, he also acted as if he was completely invisible.

"Second Young Master didn't come back?" Leng Yichen asked Uncle Lin.

"No."

"Where are you fooling around again!" Leng Yichen murmured to himself, but Uncle Lin had already prepared a table of delicious meals, waiting for them to come back to eat together.

"Xi Ya and I have already eaten. You can remove the food and reheat it when the second young master comes back." Leng Yichen ordered.

As for An Xiaojing, ten thousand muddy horses galloped by in her heart. She hadn't eaten yet. After a day of class, she served as a day of Madou for her classmates, and she didn't even have time to eat a bite.

On purpose, Leng Yichen did it on purpose.

An Xiaojing is more ambitious. Since others don't give her food, she won't beg that person to save a mouthful of food for herself.There should be a bag of instant noodles in her schoolbag. After all these people leave, it should be no problem for her to cook instant noodles by herself.

"Yichen, Xiao Jing may not have eaten yet!" An Xiya started to play the image of her good sister again: "We can't just let her go hungry like this!"

"You think she's hungry, but I didn't realize it. Besides, if she was really hungry, wouldn't she talk to me?" Leng Yichen watched as Uncle Lin brought all the food down, it was really for the table None of the previous plates remained.

An Xiaojing just didn't want to meet the two people in front of her, so she snorted coldly, then left Leng Yichen with a very contemptuous expression and went upstairs.

"Forget it, Yichen, I'll serve her a bowl of noodles!" Seeing that Leng Yichen didn't stop herself, An Xiya brought a bowl of rice from the kitchen to An Xiaojing's room on her own initiative.

"Sister." The door was open, and An Xiya went in without even knocking, but she closed the door as soon as she entered.

"An Xiya, don't call me that, it sounds disgusting!" Seeing this woman, An Xiaojing suddenly lost her appetite.

"Ha, An Xiaojing, it's fine if you don't accept my favor, this side, do you want to eat it or not!" An Xiya asked, walking towards An Xiaojing step by step.

"An Xiya, I really don't know what method you used to climb into Leng Yichen's bed, but now that your wish has been fulfilled, can't you let me go? I don't care about your love life." I have no interest." An Xiaojing looked at the woman, her feet were much better now.

"What happened at the playground that day?" An Xiaojing asked.She looked at An Xiya's feet carefully for a while, and it was indeed all right.

"Guess?" An Xiya sneered for a while: "Do you believe it, I unbuckled the seat belt on my feet on the way."

"An Xiya, you're crazy!" An Xiaojing's eyes widened, it was a desperate thing.

"Maybe it's not worth it to you, but from now on, in Leng Yichen's heart, you have become a narrow-minded, jealous, and despicable slut. Don't you think I made money?" An Xiya Getting closer to An Xiaojing, the smell of the bowl of noodles in the room became stronger and stronger.

"Then what happened to your feet?" An Xiaojing saw that An Xiya was walking quite steadily now.

"I just pulled off my seat belt when I got out of the car, nothing at all." But when she was in the infirmary, she insisted on asking the doctor to say that her wound was serious.

"You are despicable." An Xiaojing scolded.

"You are wrong sister, you need to be serious and persistent in everything you do, I just put this kind of seriousness on you. Everyone has the right to fight for their own happiness. You blocked me and Leng Yichen, You should be kicked out." An Xiya had already completely approached An Xiaojing.

"An Xiya, no one is stopping you. I wish you could accept Leng Yichen's heart, maybe he would let me go. However, you have caused so many incidents since you came back, using the skirt incident to frame you. I, playing tricks in the playground, are you not afraid that I will tell all these things?"

"Speak out? To whom? Leng Yichen? Do you think he will believe you or me?" An Xiya curled her lips and smiled treacherously: "Besides, do you still have a chance? "

Suddenly, the bowl in An Xiya's hand was overturned, accompanied by the scream of a woman being burned.

"An Xiya!" An Xiaojing watched as An Xiya poured the bowl of noodle soup onto her own arm.When she came to her senses, Leng Yichen had already appeared outside the door.

"Yichen! It hurts so much!" An Xiya covered her burnt arm with her other hand, her eyes were begging Leng Yichen for help.

Leng Yichen walked over at once, hugged An Xiya horizontally, but didn't say a word to An Xiaojing, and only left An Xiaojing a death-like silhouette when he reached the door.

"Being so cruel to my own sister, An Xiaojing, I really underestimated you before."

An Xiaojing's heart was too cold.Framed, slandered, why should she bear these.

Obviously it was An Xiya who burned herself just now, and once Leng Yichen appeared, that woman would pretend to be weak and weak, pretending to be victimized.

But making fun of things like this with her own body, An Xiya really did a good job, who would believe that she hurt herself so recklessly just to put the blame on An Xiaojing, and make her a hateful resentment in Leng Yichen's heart woman.

This woman's methods are even more ruthless than Xia Yuanyuan's. An Xiaojing can't help but feel ridiculous, how many such things will happen with Leng Yichen... Sometimes she feels that she really can't hold on anymore!

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"Hello! Han Su?" Leng Yichen's voice was a little anxious, and the last time he called Han Su was when An Xiaojing ran away from home.

"What's the matter, young master!"

"What's the matter, 10 minutes, hurry up!" Leng Yichen commanded.

Han Su couldn't help it either.Who made him the queen doctor of the Leng family?

However, Leng Yichen was so nervous, could it be the same woman from last time?

Han Su didn't have time to speculate, and finally arrived at Leng's house in the shortest time by running through red lights.

"Young master!" Han Su raised his voice.

"Look at her!" An Xiya's arm was already hot and red.

"My God!" Han Su sighed in surprise, not because of An Xiya's wound, but because Leng Yichen changed another woman.It turns out that entertainment news is more reliable.

"Hurry up!"

Han Su nodded, he had no way to interfere with Young Master Leng's private emotional life, the only thing he could do was to help Leng Yichen's confidante deal with the wound.

"Okay, it's alright!"

"Doctor, will there be scars!" An Xiya sobbed.

"This!" Han Su hesitated.