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

"Then, you didn't play tricks on the document that An Xiaojing pasted?" Leng Yichen's voice became extremely sinister.

An Xiya couldn't help shivering.

"Yichen! It's not that you said it just now, it's An Xiaojing's fault!"

"That's what I said, but I can also say that." Leng Yichen did not find any clues about this matter, but he clearly remembered that it was important for him to stick An Xiaojing overnight when the shares of the Empire Group plummeted. The files were taken home too.

In the villa, only three people had seen the document.

An Xiaojing's English is very bad, but An Xiya is different. Didn't she still develop in the United States for a while?Naturally, he has a good command of English.

With such a push, the possibility of An Xiya is even greater.

"Yichen, it's really none of my business!"

"However, it's too late to say this!" Leng Yichen's expression suddenly became sullen.

"Don't you think, you lied to me, can you still stay by my side?"

"But!"

"You don't need to say anything. Since you and Xia Yuanyuan are so in love with sisters, you can even sign such a shameless contract together, why don't you go to accompany her, how about the special service area of ​​the cruise ship?"

Leng Yichen's eyes were full of calculations.

"No, Yichen, Xia Yuanyuan and I are different!"

"Chengfeng!" Leng Yichen's tone became completely cold.

"Send off, throw all her things to me!"

"It's the young master!" Chengfeng took the order.

"No, Yichen!" An Xiya struggled with terrified eyes: "No, you can't do this to me!"

But Leng Yichen didn't care about her at all, even though Chengfeng was pulling that person, An Xiya was still struggling.

"Let's go, Miss An!" Chengfeng held all of An Xiya's old things in his hand, including the computer bag and shoes.

"Throw it out!" Leng Yichen ordered.

Chengfeng had no choice but to throw out all the things in his hand.

"Ah!" When An Xiya stepped forward to stop the man, she staggered, like something thrown out of Leng Yichen's office by Chengfeng.

She slipped and fell to the ground, and her whole body just happened to touch the glass coffee table.

Blood flowed down from the man's head.

Leng Yichen looked over indifferently, and just gave Chengfeng a wink, and that person sent An Xiya, who had fainted, to the hospital.

After An Xiya was bandaged in the hospital, Leng Yichen didn't visit her the whole time, but many media people surrounded An Xiya and reported her wound wantonly.

An Xiya's injury came from the hands of Young Master Leng's original partner.

Leng Yichen loves to be murdered by his wife.

As soon as An Xiaojing got off work, she was blocked by the media at the door, and she hadn't realized what was going on.

"Miss An, it is said that you bumped An Xiya on purpose."

"You did it, right? She's already unconscious!"

An Xiaojing looked at those people's random speculations, but felt a little confused in her heart.

It was the first time she was framed like this.

Just when An Xiaojing was at a loss, suddenly the Mercedes Benz in front of her stopped in front of everyone like an elegant.

Leng Yichen got out of the car, wearing a dark gray suit on his straight body, feeling a little unexpectedly sad.

And he passed through everyone, walked straight to An Xiaojing, and held her tightly with his hands.

An Xiaojing's heart tightened slightly.

"An Xiya's injury has nothing to do with this woman, I can testify!" Leng Yichen turned around and said to everyone.

"Mr. Leng, isn't it tiring to do public relations in front of the media when the person you love the most is lying in the hospital!" A reporter asked sharply.

"Everyone must have made a mistake. The Miss An in my heart is the one next to me. She is the woman I married and the one I love in my life." An Xiaojing kissed lightly on the forehead.

The gentle look shocked everyone present.

To everyone's surprise, Leng Yichen was not as cold and ruthless as the rumors said.

It turned out that he was so gentle and careful with his wife.

As for An Xiaojing, in a trance, ten thousand muddy horses galloped by in her heart.

Speaking of Leng Yichen's love, it is really a big move.

"Then congratulations to both of you, I wish you a long and happy life." The tone changed, and everyone sent their blessings up.

And Leng Yichen held An Xiaojing's hand tightly the whole time.

"Then I hope everyone will give us some space in our private lives and focus more on other people."

Leng Yichen said to the media with a very gentle attitude.

It's not like he used to be at all.

Those people also seemed to be confused by this person, and they all dispersed obediently.

After a long time, only Leng Yichen and An Xiaojing were left, and his hand was still holding hers.

"Leng Yichen, you are really good at acting, why didn't I realize it before!" An Xiaojing shook off Leng Yichen's hand that was holding her just now.

"Then what is your angry look now? It's because I don't love you as I said, are you sad?"

"No, I don't have the heart to guess what you mean for me. Who cares about your love." An Xiaojing rolled her eyes.

"Yes, you don't care about me. I almost forgot that you are entangled with so many men."

An Xiaojing wanted to swear, but all the colleagues around came over.

And those people looked over with nympho, they just stared at Leng Yichen's face.

This made An Xiaojing very upset.

She is also quite beautiful, why can't I see anyone crazy about her.

"I just said that casually." Leng Yichen snorted coldly, then grabbed An Xiaojing's hand and walked into the car.

"What are you doing?" An Xiaojing asked.

"Go home!" Leng Yichen replied.

An Xiaojing was curious because she hadn't gone home with this person for a long time, and she hadn't been in the same car with this person at the same time. Coupled with the various shadows in the car before, An Xiaojing was still a little scared.

"Don't think too much about the words in front of the media!" Leng Yichen said suddenly, then he clenched the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

"Of course, I'm not stupid." An Xiaojing sighed deeply: "Whoever you want to be with is your freedom, and it has nothing to do with me. However, there is no need to use me in front of the media Show affection."

An Xiaojing hates hypocrisy, especially when her feelings are repackaged by hypocrisy, she hates it even more.

Originally, she hated this person endlessly.

"It has nothing to do with you at all?" Leng Yichen suddenly braked, and his hands with sharp knuckles stopped the steering wheel.

"No, I should be very angry. Very sad, I wish you could separate soon." An Xiaojing changed her usual stubborn and provocative style: "Is this the answer you want to hear?"

Leng Yichen paused for a long time without speaking.

Finally, he spit out a few words: "Of course!"

of course not?of course?

I don't know, An Xiaojing doesn't have the heart to bother with these anymore.