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

An Xiaojing's attitude was tougher than before, but Leng Yichen didn't make things difficult for her this time.

"Where do you think you can still be wanted, you can try it, the door is there!" He pointed to the glass door of the office, but did not stop her.

An Xiaojing curled her lips with disdain in her nostrils.

Then, she quickly walked out of Leng Yichen's office without looking back.

Putting aside any feelings and relationships, she is just a subordinate who works for her boss. She worked overtime to do something that she couldn't even imagine being able to accomplish, but in exchange for that man's shameless obscenities and obscenities.

Some drops of water slowly appeared in An Xiaojing's eyes, but no tears shed.

And she, after leaving the Imperial Group, just like what Leng Yichen said, she didn't even know where to go.

An Xiaojing tried several companies, but when she saw that it was her, no one wanted her. In the end, she returned to the Leng's villa with her head downcast.

……

In the high-end French restaurant, An Xiya was dressed in gray, chatting cautiously with the man opposite.

"I've already found out the origin of the data in Leng Yichen's hands, you just need to help me get that data!" Nangong Han's pupils shrank, he wore a hat and black, and tried to hide himself Be well hidden.

"Probably what?"

"The data has been retrieved by him. As far as I know, it is on his desk. It may have been shredded before, but it has been glued up now. You help me get that data, And, don't let him find out you did it, or we're all screwed."

"I, I understand." An Xiya paused slightly: "However, when will you return my document?"

What An Xiya was talking about was the information flow that she and Xia Yuanyuan worked together before, but all the data was discovered by Nangong Han. In order to protect herself, she had to get that data flow back.

"As long as you do things properly, I will naturally not treat you badly."

Nangonghan's expression was like that of a snowy day in deep winter. From the beginning to the end, he gave people a somewhat gloomy feeling, not as good as the playboy image before.

"Okay." An Xiya nodded.

When she returned to the villa, she saw An Xiaojing who hadn't seen her for a long time.

And An Xiaojing's spirit was a little sluggish, which made An Xiya very happy.

"Sister, your work is quite hard!"

An Xiya deliberately cared, but she didn't know that An Xiaojing was working for Leng Yichen.

"I've worked harder than you, a big star." An Xiaojing responded.

"My sister looks like she is going to make a lot of money." An Xiya threw her bag on the sofa so hard that it almost hit An Xiaojing in the face.

"Then you can ask Leng Yichen how he wants to pay me." Speaking of this, An Xiaojing suddenly felt a little pleasure in her heart.

Although she was wronged by Leng Yichen, An Xiya knew that she and Leng Yichen were so close, so she was not angry.

"You mean, you and Yichen are working together?" Sure enough, An Xiya's complexion got worse and worse.

"Yeah, envious? But it's nothing to envy. Compared to you, mine is nothing. At most, I spend more than ten hours a day alone with him!"

An Xiaojing just thought it was fun to talk, after all, An Xiya cared about this most.

And she herself was in real pain.

"An Xiaojing, just seduce Yichen!"

An Xiya's eyes were full of anger, but as soon as the car whistle sounded, she changed back to the appearance of a well-behaved lady.

When Leng Yichen walked in, he cast a glance at An Xiaojing, and then spoke contemptuously.

"How is it? Have you found your job? Pure Secretary?"

An Xiaojing wanted to refute, but didn't know how to speak.

An Xiya immediately said: "Yichen, how could you arrange your younger sister to be your secretary, you don't know how bad she is in this regard."

Leng Yichen did not reply, but suddenly took out the English document pasted by An Xiaojing from his side.

"But it's not too bad." He said suddenly, expressionless.

An Xiaojing noticed the document in Leng Yichen's hand, and then said.

"If I knew I was going to leave, of course I wouldn't stick these torn pieces of paper for you!"

"Oh? You don't understand what's on it?" Leng Yichen asked knowingly.

"Aren't you just looking for something I can't understand and asking me to puzzle it? Fortunately, I have a foundation in aesthetics, otherwise I will be blind if I am blind."

An Xiaojing wanted to shred those papers again, she didn't know how important this document in Leng Yichen's hand was.

"Continue to work tomorrow!" Leng Yichen did not look up in an orderly tone.

"Young Master Leng, I really can't do your job there." When An Xiaojing thought about everything she experienced during the day and last night, her shadow grew in her heart.

"Then what can you do?" Leng Yichen suddenly stood up from the sofa, completely treating An Xiya as air.

"Come to work tomorrow!" With a tone that no one could refuse, An Xiaojing's rationality gradually became compromised.

Without saying a word, she turned around and walked to the bedroom.

Leng Yichen was slightly angry, but An Xiya seemed to see a glimmer of hope for herself.

Isn't the information in Leng Yichen's hand what Nangong Han wants?

A strange idea suddenly flashed in her head, it seemed that everything was designed so seamlessly by herself.

A smile slowly appeared on An Xiya's face.

The night became more and more quiet.Only An Xiya secretly took pictures of the documents Leng Yichen brought back with her mobile phone one by one.

……

Early the next morning, An Xiaojing still wanted to sleep in for a while, so Leng Yichen helped her up, even though he didn't sleep with her last night.

"An Xiaojing, being my secretary, you can't stand it so soon? Have you retreated?" Leng Yichen asked.

As for An Xiaojing, what she couldn't bear the most was the aggressive methods others gave her.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

But, it doesn't matter, if you put it in Leng Yichen's office, you will still be humiliated by him in various ways.

An Xiaojing was torn to death.

"I'll give you one day to think about it, either continue to come to work tomorrow, or you choose to never graduate from university!" Leng Yichen finally dropped his conditions.

"Or, do you want that photo to become popular in your school? Or on the Internet?"

"Leng Yichen, you are enough!" Thinking of the photo that Leng Yichen forced her to secretly take before, An Xiaojing was furious.

"Which is more important, you decide for yourself." Leng Yichen lost a few words in the end, and left in a cool manner.

An Xiaojing became a little bored, she didn't know what kind of job she could find after leaving the empire.Most importantly, no one dares to hire her now.

Suddenly, An Xiaojing thought of someone, Nangong Han.