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

As for Leng Yichen, he just looked at An Xiaojing with extremely cold eyes, and did not look at An Xiya.

"An Xiya, just keep working there." An Xiaojing left immediately after speaking, it was really a crime, seeing that couple all morning, her eyes couldn't be quiet.

"Yichen, I just want to reconcile with her. After all, we are sisters. I don't want any barriers between us." An Xiya's expression was very wronged, but she succeeded in her heart.

Now that the relationship between Leng Yichen and An Xiaojing is getting worse, she has to work harder to get that woman out of this war, but obviously, if she only relies on herself to fight alone, she will not be able to reach her goal at all. The point of my heart.

"She's not worthy of your attention." Leng Yichen picked up the milk on the table and took a sip, but he didn't have any emotions.He could vividly remember what happened last night.

"But……"

"All right!"

An Xiya wanted to say something more, but Leng Yiche interrupted her: "It's getting late, I'm going to the company first. Your hand is injured, so it's best to stop all business activities."

When An Xiya heard what Leng Yichen said, she was of course very happy.

"Okay, Yichen, you can leave at ease, I will take good care of myself."

Leng Yichen nodded.

When only An Xiya was left in the room, her original domineering and arrogant character was exposed.Pretending to be a lady in front of Leng Yichen for too long, really made things difficult for her.

When An Xiya was in the villa, the first thing she thought of was to search for something in An Xiaojing's room.

The Swarovski dress worn by An Xiaojing that day was said to be given by Leng Yichen. I don't know how many good things Leng Yichen gave her before.

An Xiya sneered in her heart. In short, all of this will be her own. She just went to An Xiaojing's room and took away some things that were about to belong to her.

Uncle Lin noticed An Xiya's figure about to go upstairs and asked.

"Miss An, what are you doing up there?"

"I have to explain to you what to do? Uncle Lin, you must have taken too much care!" An Xiya fought back wildly. She had been displeased with this old man for a long time.

Ever since she moved into the villa, Uncle Lin hadn't given her a good look, and he always cooked An Xiaojing's favorite food, which was never what she liked to eat.

Moreover, An Xiya always felt that Uncle Lin's existence was a threat to her.This person will not be like the other servants who come to hug her when they see Leng Yichen doting on her, but can always see the loathing for him in his eyes.

"If Miss An is going to go upstairs to blow the air, then I have nothing to say, but if you go in and out of other people's rooms to misbehave, then I will be the first to tell the young master!"

"How dare you? What do you think you are? Hehe, to put it bluntly, isn't he just a watchdog?"

"You?" Uncle Lin was surprised by An Xiya's abnormal appearance.

"Don't look at me with that look, tell Leng Yichen if you have the ability? Do you think he believes in you or me? But what kind of relationship do you have? Do you deserve Leng Yichen's trust?"

All the faults that An Xiya was used to by Jiang Meng in An's house were revealed.

Hypocritical, tricky, defiant.

"Besides, it won't be too long. Everything in this house will be mine. I'm Leng Yichen's woman, and you? What are you?" An Xiya spoke harshly, and she didn't know at all. This family still has a certain status.

But Uncle Lin heaved a long sigh, now that Leng Yichen has grown up, he really can't interfere in his affairs.

He didn't even trust the young mistress, let alone what he said.

Uncle Lin silently retreated to the kitchen, An Xiya looked down at the downstairs with an extremely contemptuous and triumphant smile.

"A useless one."

Then, she went straight to An Xiaojing's room.

This is the largest room in the villa, and it is also the room shared by An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen.

"It's really cheap for her to live in such a good place! But, it will be mine in the future!" An Xiya said to herself, she searched for things in this room, but what attracted her, It's An Xiaojing's cell phone.

An Xiaojing's cell phone ran out of battery, and she was charging it in the room, and she went to school by herself.

An extremely sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of An Xiya's mouth. If there was An Xiaojing's secret in the phone, she would really have earned it.

password!

An Xiya tried An Xiaojing's birthday, but it was wrong.

Is it dad's birthday?

Sure enough, the phone was turned on.

An Xiya sneered for a while, but An Xiaojing's call records had already been deleted by her, and the information was just irrelevant news from the information station.

The photo album is also empty.

An Xiaojing, aren't you a guilty conscience?

An Xiya scolded fiercely in her heart.

Then I opened the only social software that An Xiaojing used, and the status inside was also empty, and Yu Huanluo was the only one in the communication bar.

"Live yourself as a widowed old man and think that others will sympathize with you?" An Xiya snorted coldly.

Originally thought that getting An Xiaojing's mobile phone would reveal many great secrets, but the result disappointed her so much.

"Ding ding ding!" Suddenly, there was a sound, which was from the social software.

An Xiya saw that it was Yu Huanluo who sent her a message.

However, in the conversation that An Xiaojing had not had time to delete, there was a photo she sent to Yu Huanluo.It's a picture of an ancient couple with Shangguanqing in an aesthetics class.

At that moment, An Xiya didn't know how secretly happy she felt.

She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of it.

And An Xiaojing, at school, didn't know anything about what An Xiya was plotting.

"Xiaojing, I won't answer your calls. Let's go to Shangguan's restaurant after class!" Yu Huanluo said.

"My phone is at home." An Xiaojing explained, "But it's fine after class, I'll go with you!"

An Xiaojing thought that if she returned to the villa after class, if she saw Leng Yichen and An Xiya again, and was framed by those two people in various ways, then it would be better if she couldn't see it, she would just stay cool where.

In a French restaurant, Shangguan Qingzheng had a happy conversation with a woman.

"Shangguanqing!" Yu Huanluo saw this scene at a glance, and the grievances of the past few days also broke out, so she rushed over directly.

"who is she?"

"Is it necessary to tell you?" Shangguanqing's tone was suddenly cold, not at all like the past.

"You!" Yu Huanluo didn't expect that this was Shangguanqing's proper reaction, and ran away angrily, while An Xiaojing stood there in astonishment, and finally followed out.

"Bastard!" Yu Huanluo cursed.

"Don't draw conclusions, talk about it!" An Xiaojing comforted.