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

An Xiaojing was about to explode, but she couldn't do anything about the man who humiliated her.

"By the way, tonight, you must sort out those documents, otherwise, I will post this photo on the Internet!"

The sudden threat made An Xiaojing feel a little panicked.

"Do you dare?" An Xiaojing asked through gritted teeth.

"Why don't I dare? There are too many men in the Imperial Group who are cannon fodder for me, not to mention, I'm just a back view here." He shook his phone in a very ostentatious gesture, as if the villain had succeeded.

"You don't have to threaten me like that, I'll spell those things out too." An Xiaojing turned around to look at the waste paper, and sighed heavily from her chest.It's all resentment.

"Then wait for your good news!" After speaking, Leng Yichen left the office, leaving An Xiaojing here alone.

When everything became silent, An Xiaojing smiled wryly for a while, how many times she wished to leave that man's side, did she achieve her goal now?Although this result is really unexpected.

She rearranged her clothes, and then walked to the waste cardboard box. She had arranged the order of the notes before, but now she couldn't tell which was the top and which was the bottom.

An Xiaojing shook her head to wake herself up, she couldn't fall, she couldn't admit defeat like this.

If she stood by Leng Yichen's side and got along with him day and night, then she would not be afraid of him, and she would accept any challenge he gave her.

Instead, let that person take advantage of him and insult him to his heart's content.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and for the first time in Leng Yichen's office, the lights were brightly lit.

And when it was almost nine o'clock the next morning, An Xiaojing finally put together all the shredded pieces of paper.

This speed is astonishing.

For her who is not very good at math and English, it is indeed very good.

An Xiaojing looked at the English documents that she had put together again, but she couldn't understand anything, and she became more and more sleepy, and gradually she fell her head on the sofa in the office.

She was too tired and had no awareness of the perception of the outside world at all, so that when Nangong Han and Leng Yichen came in together, An Xiaojing didn't even have the slightest intention to move.

Seeing An Xiaojing, Nangong Han was surprised and said, "Master Leng, is this how you treat your own woman? Are you so cruel?"

Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing lying down tired, and saw the re-pasted documents beside her arm, and understood why she slept like a dead pig.

"Obviously there is a rest room, but they are not allowed to others. Could it be that there is one hidden there? Hahaha..." Nangonghan asked after laughing.

"Han! I'll carry her in first, you wait for a while!"

Leng Yichen hugged An Xiaojing up and walked towards his lounge. Nangong Han also seemed to have noticed the document that An Xiaojing had re-pasted, his eyes flickered slightly. A glimmer of light.

Leng Yichen put An Xiaojing on the bed, and suddenly remembered that last time, in this house, he washed her body for her.

"So, did other people touch you like that?" He asked expressionlessly towards the woman's sleeping face.

When Leng Yichen came out again, Nangong Han smiled mischievously: "Since Mrs. Leng is here, I won't bother you!"

"Han, that matter!" Originally, Leng Yichen and Nangong Han had important things to discuss, but it could be seen that Nangong Han had the urge to leave.

"It's a bit exaggerated to say anything now. There is still a woman in your room! What if she is a spy!" Nangong Han exaggerated slightly, and then smiled without emotion.

"Let's go, don't bother you!"

"Then I won't give it away!" Leng Yichen looked at his back and slowly disappeared from his sight.

When Nangonghan was gone, he picked up the document that An Xiaojing had put together. There were forty or fifty pages in total, all of which were related to the company's financial data.

Before, he asked Chengfeng to investigate the reasons for the decline in the shares of the Imperial Group. However, there was always a lack of data.

Now, the document that was shredded in his hand is very likely to contain the secret of the stock's fall.

Leng Yichen looked at the documents carefully, but suddenly there was a change in his heart.

These documents combining English and various digital block diagrams are absolutely a book for a woman who studies design.

But An Xiaojing actually put together all these documents overnight.

What else does she have that she doesn't know?

Hands, clenched slightly.

And An Xiaojing didn't know how long she had been asleep, she was not even disturbed by the phone, and even slept in this hidden space in the dark.

It's just that, in her sleep, she felt something moving on her body, and that thing was a little restless, making her itchy more and more.

An Xiaojing groaned uncomfortably, but still didn't open her eyes.

Then, the thing floating on her body became more and more restless, and she could feel her body being constantly touched by something.

Next up are the legs...

"Hmm!" In her sleep, she was really not like in reality, she could still control her emotions, An Xiaojing cried out involuntarily.

"Lonely?" There was a very familiar voice next to her ear, which made An Xiaojing want to escape.

Do not!

She woke up with a start.

And Leng Yichen, dressed neatly, used his hands to...

"As expected, you are more real when you sleep!" Leng Yichen continued to sarcastically.

"Look, what is this!"

An Xiaojing's face turned red, she was ashamed and angrily wanted to get off the bed, only to find that her clothes had been stripped by Leng Yichen a long time ago and were very messy.

Feeling humiliation flooded her heart from her back, An Xiaojing stared angrily at Leng Yichen's eyes.

"What? You don't need to look at me like that if you're not satisfied?" Leng Yichen looked like he had nothing to do with him, seeing An Xiaojing's angry expression now, he had no intention of restraining himself at all.

"Here, I'm your secretary, you don't need to use such nasty means to deal with me! It will only make me feel sick!" An Xiaojing dressed neatly, and in front of Leng Yichen, she seemed to be Go all out and don't want to care about anything.

"So you think that the boss and the secretary in the world should establish a pure friendship?" Leng Yichen asked with a wicked tone as if he was watching a joke.

"Then Young Master Leng really knows how to play. It turns out that your secretary is for you to vent your desires." An Xiaojing scolded angrily, and then jumped up from the bed.

"I can't afford to be Young Master Leng's secretary. Sorry, I resign! I quit!"