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

"Then I'll withdraw first! I'll go over there!" Leng Chenxi walked in another direction.

And An Xiaojing carefully hid herself, thinking that no one would notice her at all.

"Are you here too?" The voice was very magnetic, and Yu Zhenhuan immediately saw An Xiaojing who was sneaking around the corner and taking pictures of others.What he didn't understand was that every time he saw this woman, it would make people's eyes brighten.

"It's you! Hush!" An Xiaojing made a small movement with her hand, as if she was afraid that someone would find out.

"Well, Huanluo is okay!" Her phone was broken, and she couldn't contact Yu Huanluo. She passed out from drinking last night, and she didn't attend this meeting today, so it must be very serious.

"Fortunately, at least I didn't vomit anymore!" Yu Zhenhuan smiled.

"Didn't you come with Leng Yichen?" Yu Zhenhuan asked, he saw An Xiya holding Leng Yichen's arm just now, An Xiaojing's presence here must be superfluous.

"He asked me to come, but I still haven't come!" An Xiaojing sarcastically said coldly.But half of her face was slightly swollen, and Yu Zhenhuan could see everything in his eyes.

"your face……"

In that villa, besides Leng Yichen, who else can touch An Xiaojing?A strong anger suddenly rose in Yu Zhenhuan's heart.The hand was slightly clenched into a fist.

"It's okay, I touched it!" An Xiaojing was still complaining in her heart, she had already applied a thick layer of powder puff on it, why this person could still see it.

Yu Zhenhuan slowly stopped talking, is this woman so strong?To bear everything that she shouldn't have to bear at her age?

"Do you like Leng Yichen?" Yu Zhenhuan asked suddenly, maybe, as long as An Xiaojing gave an answer, he would know what he was going to do next.

"This question is meaningless." An Xiaojing refused to answer.

The account between her and Leng Yichen definitely does not mean that likes and dislikes can be settled.

"Really?" Yu Zhenhuan asked again, his voice was quite firm.

"I told him, if the person I was waiting for came back, it would be my best not to put a knife on his neck."

She is waiting for her brother, as long as she finds him, she can let go of everything here.

"The person you're waiting for?" Yu Zhenhuan was slightly surprised, but quickly calmed down.

"In short. If you ask me whether I like him or not, I can only tell you that this question is too low-level and meaningless."

An Xiaojing replied.

Then, what she didn't know was that Leng Yichen was standing beside her and heard part of the conversation between her and Yu Zhenhuan.

When he came back from the outside just now, he was not in a hurry to find An Xiya, but instead saw the sneaky Leng Chenxi in the venue.

Leng Yichen's insight and vigilance must have guessed that An Xiaojing was also here.

As expected, before he took a few steps, he saw Yu Zhenhuan and An Xiaojing who were having an in-depth exchange.

"So, that's how you answered outsiders about the relationship between yourself and your husband!" An Xiaojing's cold voice came into An Xiaojing's ears word by word. It was like entering an ice cellar.

"Master Leng!" Yu Zhenhuan smiled politely.

"Leng Yichen, what nonsense are you talking about!" An Xiaojing scolded angrily.But the next second, she regretted it.

She shouldn't have spoken now, and if she said too much, that person would have seized the opportunity, and she would not be able to greet her eighteen generations of ancestors.

"You started defending him so soon? That's right, protecting other men is what you are best at!" Leng Yichen's eyes were full of disdain, including seeing the purple dress An Xiaojing was wearing today.

Obviously very beautiful, but he even had the urge to tear that skirt.

"I really don't know where you got so much money to be able to wear such an expensive dress?" Leng Yichen sarcastically walked between An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan: "Don't tell me he gave it to you I also put it on for you!"

"Shameless, Leng Yichen!" An Xiaojing scolded.

Soon, the eyes of the people around them gradually turned, and An Xiaojing's face flushed with anger.

Leng Yichen doesn't want face, but she wants more.

"Do you feel ashamed? Then you should be obedient and go back to your woodshed immediately!"

Leng Yichen scolded.

An Xiaojing wanted to argue at first, but there were more and more people, so she ran out immediately.

Just bumped into Nangong Han and Fang Yiyi, Fang Yiyi wanted to say something, but was held back by Nangong Han.

Naturally, Yu Zhenhuan would not tear himself apart with Leng Yichen on such an occasion, although when he knew that An Xiaojing had already lived in the woodshed of the Leng's villa, the unwillingness and anger rising in his heart were about to overflow.

But this person is very good at controlling his emotions.

"Young Master Leng, there must be some misunderstanding between us." Yu Zhenhuan spoke first, and then made an apology gesture: "If it is really a misunderstanding, then don't worry about it, this drink is a self-punishment for Yu. !"

Yu Zhenhuan picked up the wine glass by the table and drank it down in one gulp.

But Leng Yichen's face smelled so bad that it was almost moldy, and the steps didn't give him any aftershocks.

"Since it's self-punishment, you also know what mistake you made. Since it's a mistake, why should I forgive you!"

He turned around and stared fiercely at Leng Chenxi who had just rushed over.

Leng Yichen was unhappy with the conversation between An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan, but he heard it clearly.

When will those two people be able to exchange such heart-to-heart topics?

"Yichen!" An Xiya ran out from nowhere, saw Leng Yichen, and said: "Just now, I don't know if it's my eyes, my sister actually!"

"Shut up! I brought her here, what's wrong!" Leng Chenxi stood out from the crowd.

"Brother! I brought my sister-in-law here on my own initiative. If you have any questions, please come to me!"

Leng Chenxi's eyes were very hard and angry.An Xiya really didn't stab her once or twice, he didn't believe it, his elder brother couldn't feel it.

"This matter, I will naturally pursue it!" Every word, Leng Yichen was saving face for him, if this was in the villa, he couldn't tell, what kind of anger would become of him.

Then, Leng Yichen didn't even care about An Xiya, he came out of the venue, took an extended Lincoln, and drove to the villa.

When An Xiaojing came out of the venue, Leng Chenxi had already arranged for a car to take her back. The distance between this place and the villa was too far for her to use her feet.

The two arrived at Leng's villa almost at the same time.

When An Xiaojing got out of the car, she felt Leng Yichen's suffocating breath.

His eyes turned directly to her, almost turning An Xiaojing into a piece of meat.

Then, he strode up to An Xiaojing, lifted that person up, and walked into the room with an outrageously rude attitude.