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

"An Xiaojing!"

"Young Master Leng, why are you so nervous? Participating in the competition may not necessarily win the prize? Or, are you afraid that I will win the prize from the bottom of your heart!"

An Xiaojing glanced at him with extremely contemptuous eyes, and Leng Yichen was one of them who didn't like other good people.

"You think I'll care about the crap you designed? Afraid? An Xiaojing, don't forget your identity. Young mistress of the Imperial Group, if you win this competition, should I be happy for myself or cheer for Nangonghan?"

"This is for later, you don't have to worry about it now!" An Xiaojing took a deep breath, talking to Leng Yichen would really shorten her life.

"Do you think it's a trivial matter? The dignified Leng Yichen's wife is working for another man's company, and I can just sit back and watch?" He suddenly grinned a very funny smile, looking at An Xiaojing's eyes again. Scorned a lot.

"Oh, what you said is nice. It turns out that Young Master Leng still regards me as his wife." An Xiaojing accepted the way Leng Yichen looked at her.

Afraid that he will then do what he wants?impossible.

"Where is your design drawing?" This is the most important lifeblood of every designer.Leng Yichen knew that with An Xiaojing's design drawings, everything would be easy to handle.

"Give it to you and then smash it up?" An Xiaojing squinted at him and handed over the design. It was absolutely impossible.

Leng Yichen saw that An Xiaojing didn't intend to take out the blueprint, so his hands became restless.

He noticed An Xiaojing's bag.

Then, he pulled the bag off An Xiaojing's body.

but.

"Where's the blueprint?"

"The blueprint is not with me!" An Xiaojing rearranged her bag that was pulled by Leng Yichen just now.She never thought that Leng Yichen would actually do this trick.

"Do you think I'm an idiot enough to put the blueprints on me? You don't have to bother, I must participate in this design week! You can't interfere with me."

Leng Yichen stopped what he was doing just now, his eyes became a little more sinister, seeing An Xiaojing shouting in front of him, for a moment, he wanted to tear this woman into pieces.

"Where's the blueprint?" He came suddenly and grabbed An Xiaojing's neck fiercely.

"Ahem!" An Xiaojing struggled hard, but it was useless.

"I'll ask you one last time, where's the blueprint?" With a cold and biting voice, this person is serious.

"It's already been handed in. Leng Yichen, if you have the guts, find someone to cut off the design from there!" Even though it was difficult for her to breathe being choked by him, An Xiaojing still refused to be outdone.

"You think I dare not?" She let go of her hand fiercely, and An Xiaojing's neck was red from being pinched.

Leng Yichen didn't say anything more, got into the car and left angrily.

"Are you okay?" Yu Huanluo hurriedly asked An Xiaojing when she returned to the French restaurant.Leng Yichen's sudden appearance already made people feel a little more scared.

"What can I do, don't say much, let's continue, it's rare to order a bunch of my favorite food, it's not good to be affected by someone."

After speaking, An Xiaojing returned to her seat, and then pinned the napkin in front of her skirt, and then took the lead in eating the delicious food on the plate. When you are in a bad mood, eat more to be happy.

Leng Yichen cares about this design, of course he has his reasons.

An Xiaojing's identity is different from the last jewelry design, at least, the jewelry design is an internal plan of the Empire Group, but now, An Xiaojing won the championship, which means that Nangong Han won the competition, and this must give Nangong Group Bring in new financing.

So, no matter what, he will not let her succeed.

Not to mention letting Nangong Han use people from the Imperial Group to work for him.

"Chengfeng, go to the person in charge of Design Week and extract An Xiaojing's work."

"Young Mistress's?" Chengfeng didn't understand, Leng Yichen wanted to kill the rhythm of a master of the era.

"That's right." The cold voice on the phone made people shudder.

However, An Xiaojing's design drawings were not handed over to the person in charge. She deliberately protected her work in order to guard against villains like Leng Yichen.

After all, hard work will pay off, and soon, the snow gauze dress designed by An Xiaojing entered No.3.

Although she failed to get the first place, she was still very satisfied.All the colleagues also congratulated her one after another, and she was also happy that her work could enter the top three.

……

Imperial Group.

in the president's office.

The person under the light, the anger has filled the whole body, it seems that it can explode if it is touched again and again.

"Chengfeng! You did a good job!" Leng Yichen reprimanded the man in front of him. He didn't expect that Chengfeng would miss.

"Master! I went to the person in charge, but I didn't see the design drawing of Young Mistress at that time." Chengfeng recalled, but he couldn't say much.

"She really thinks of herself as a member of the Nangong Group."

"I see my sister, she really has the guts of a bear. She obviously wants to argue with you. Knowing her identity and status, she insisted on participating in this competition. Isn't she just trying to show us how good she is? It’s really unnerving to be so selfless.”

How could An Xiya let go of such an opportunity?Seeing that Leng Yichen was very angry about this, she immediately leaned forward to fan the flames.

"She's quite capable." With a cold tone, Leng Yichen looked out the window.

"Fortunately, she only got No.3. Even if this score is awarded to Nangong Han, it won't affect the Empire Group..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Leng Yichen.

"Shut up!" Leng Yichen didn't get too angry with An Xiya, but when the woman mentioned Nangong Han, the anger in his heart would rise and swell.

An Xiya was silent for a while, she pouted, but she didn't dare to continue speaking.

The selection competition of the design week came to an end, but then came the championship finals, and the top three in this design week will be the participants of the championship finals.

An Xiaojing, No.3, qualified for the finals, her excitement was beyond words. For her, the ranking is not important, but the feeling of being recognized is awesome.

"Congratulations, Xiao Jing, I knew you would definitely make it to the finals!" Yu Huanluo immediately came to congratulate her when she heard about the design week's ranking.She looked as excited as An Xiaojing.

"Thank you, but at best they are at the bottom. I really don't have much confidence in the final." An Xiaojing said modestly.

"Ring, ringing!" the phone rang.

"Nangong, is that you?"

"Yes, give me the blueprint. I'll wait for you at the fountain!" Nangonghan said softly.

"Okay. I'll be right over!" What An Xiaojing didn't know was that her phone was completely controlled by Leng Yichen, and this phone was the one that Leng Yichen gave her before.