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

"So you're not stupid!" Leng Yichen said.

"You! Leng Yichen, do you think that you are the only one with brains in the whole world?"

An Xiaojing felt angry at that person.

"That Lafayette has a deep connection with my grandfather's generation. Therefore, the Leng family has always held that person in high regard. A long time ago, the Su family was considered to be a comparable family in the imperial capital. It's just that now One generation, they have slowly declined."

An Xiaojing was a little shocked, after all, it was unbelievable that Leng Yichen uttered serious things, but still directed at her.

"It's just that our Leng family is still somewhat involved with them."

"No wonder." No wonder Leng Yichen has dealt with so many companies and enterprises for so many years, but he didn't attack this place.

It turned out that he still had a conscience.

"I heard that you prepared a big gift? What is it?" An Xiaojing asked, she never noticed how big something was in the carriage.

"A big gift doesn't have to be big!" Leng Yichen slightly turned his head to this side, even though it was just out of the corner of his eye, he could still see An Xiaojing searching the surroundings.

"That's right, Shao Leng makes a move, no matter how big or small something is, it will definitely not be cheap." An Xiaojing said.

The atmosphere between the two of them in the next carriage was relatively quiet, and there was soothing piano music, which An Xiaojing felt very comfortable listening to.

"Leng Yichen, when you have a child, let him play the piano!"

A child who plays the piano well can definitely cultivate his temperament. Moreover, those who talk about the piano have very good-looking hands. Will they look like his father?

An Xiaojing couldn't help but cast her eyes towards Leng Yichen.

His driving hand was very fair, with distinct phalanges.

What a pair of beautiful hands.

"If it's a boy, learning what to do will only make him a sissy!" Leng Yichen said suddenly.

"How come? I heard that you can also play the piano, but your personality is not affected by playing the piano." An Xiaojing retorted.

Leng Yichen didn't answer, but just let out a muffled snort from his nostrils, as if he couldn't find a way to argue with her.

"Leng Yichen, I heard from Uncle Lin that you play the piano very well, why don't you play a song?" An Xiaojing's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"I don't want to play!" With the same cold tone, Leng Yichen concentrated on driving.

"Cut!" An Xiaojing scorned that man severely. If it's a boy, don't inherit this character. It's really puzzling.

Moreover, even normal communication cannot be carried out.

"It is said that you can still paint?" An Xiaojing asked again, she suddenly thought of the man in the studio, his focused expression when painting is very beautiful, if Leng Yichen is also sitting there holding a paintbrush Quietly, is it the same as him?

"Who do you listen to? You really understand me!" Leng Yichen snorted, he is not a person who likes to show off.

But why are people always exposing him?

An Xiaojing herself knew that she had heard what Uncle Lin said, but she really didn't need to reveal Uncle Lin.

Leng Yichen couldn't point out that he was going to scold Uncle Lin again.

"Leng Yichen, from now on, my children can't be so stingy like you!" An Xiaojing concluded.

Now the scene in front of them has changed. In front of them is another villa, and there are still many people.

"It's here!" Leng Yichen replied.

An Xiaojing immediately noticed the woman who was in Leng Yichen's office that day.

The woman is still wearing pink today, but not a dress.

"Yichen, you and Mrs. Leng are here!" The woman greeted, "I didn't expect you to always remember grandma's birthday and visit her every year!"

"Because I just have time!" Leng Yichen said simply.

An Xiaojing smiled at the woman.

"Go in! I have to greet others here, grandma is inside!"

The woman signaled Leng Yichen to go inside, while An Xiaojing followed behind him.

"But, Leng Yichen, what exactly did you bring?" An Xiaojing asked puzzled, because it was only when she came to this place that she realized how virtuous and respected the so-called Lafayette is.

Almost all the people who came to celebrate the birthday were famous nobles.And the things in hand are even more noble and elegant.

"You'll know later!" Leng Yichen replied.

It's just that before he walked in, he saw Nangong Han.

"Master Leng, it's intentional to come here every year!" Nangong Han smiled, but Leng Yichen's expression was not as rich as his.

"You don't come here every year, we are with each other!"

"Ha!" Nangong Han saw An Xiaojing at the side again, no matter what, he was An Xiaojing's half boss, but now she was granted a very long maternity leave.

"Xiao Jing, are you feeling well during this pregnancy? You should have realized how gentle and gentle we are serving you?" Nangong Han had a playful face, completely ignoring Leng Yichen's already stinky face.

An Xiaojing was just a little embarrassed, what is gentle service?Does Leng Yichen have this side?

It's not bad to force yourself to grow flesh viciously.

How can we talk about gentle service.

An Xiaojing felt that that would not be Leng Yichen.

In the end, she could only smile dryly.

"By the way, what gift did you give Lafayette?" Nangong Han suddenly had more cunning in his eyes, and then moved closer.

"She likes it, right?" Leng Yichen didn't want to talk nonsense with Nangonghan here, because he seemed to have more important things to do.

"Xiao Jing, you don't know what Leng Shao gave you, do you?" Nangong Han put his idea on An Xiaojing's side.

However, An Xiaojing really didn't know.

She smiled helplessly again.

"As expected of a husband and wife, they've lived together for a long time now, and even their expressions are so similar!" Nangong Han looked at the two people who didn't speak, even though he was dissatisfied in every way, he couldn't do anything.

"Go in!" Leng Yichen took An Xiaojing's hand and walked directly to the Su's villa.

After all, the Su family's villa is for the so-called Lafayette to live in, and the overall style is biased towards Chinese classics.

There was an endless stream of people at the door, An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen walked into the room.

She saw Lafayette at a glance, sitting on a carved wooden chair, which was made of fine wood.

As soon as Leng Yichen entered, he almost attracted everyone's attention.

People turned their eyes over one after another, and they also saw An Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing just smiled slightly at those eyes, and then took Leng Yichen's arm.

"This is not Yichen!" Lafayette saw Leng Yichen, who was chatting and laughing with the people around him, so he looked over at once.

"Yes, grandma!" Leng Yichen's rare gentle tone.