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

An Xiaojing got out of the car, for some reason, all the feelings this time were very strange.

As if something is going to happen.

This is a familiar place with too many memories, but An Xiaojing doesn't think she is a lucky person.

Just like moving into Leng Yichen's villa now, all the descriptions about memory are not so beautiful.

"Is this where you used to live?" Yu Zhenhuan also got out of the car and asked.

"En! Before Leng Yichen bought An's, my father, Aunt Meng and An Xiya were here."

"Then there must be a lot of memories!" Yu Zhenhuan looked at the woman in front of him, why he could only feel An Xiaojing's loneliness.

It seems that she is lonely than many people.

"It's not something you can take out to remember." An Xiaojing said casually, under the long-term oppression of Jiang Meng and An Xiya, she didn't create some good memories for herself.

"En. In short, all the things worth cherishing are what we have now." Yu Zhenhuan said slightly.

An Xiaojing nodded.

Weeds had grown all around the villa and on the walls.An Xiaojing seemed to still remember that the key to the door was hidden under a tree in the yard.

This was buried secretly when she left here.

I can't admit how beautiful this place is, but it has accumulated a unique self.

"But the door is closed, he must not be here." Yu Zhenhuan speculated.

"That's not necessarily true. Last time, he was here." An Xiaojing argued.

She just wants to turn out all the places she thinks are possible.

She didn't want her brother to always be so disoriented. What kind of thing, or some kind of enemy, could stand between them?

When she approached the door, she realized that no matter how hard she turned the key, she couldn't open it.

"I'm not mistaken, maybe it's not this one!"

"No, this door is locked!" An Xiaojing could only think of one reason.

"Unlocked?" Yu Zhenhuan continued, "That means there are people inside."

They looked at each other, and An Xiaojing's heart began to beat wildly.

"Brother Zhenhuan, could it be my brother?"

"You won't know until you go in!"

The two of them knocked on the door outside for a long time, but An Xiaojing seemed to be able to hear the sound coming from the room.

"Someone! There is someone inside!"

she continued.

"Brother! Brother!" An Xiaojing's intuition must be An Xianyang.

"Brother!" She slammed her hands on the door desperately. Why was there so much commotion inside, but no one seemed to respond to her?

"Why don't you hit the door!" Yu Zhenhuan suggested, but there wasn't even a prop to hit the door around.

"What should I do? Brother Zhenhuan?" An Xiaojing was so helpless. For the first time, she felt that the key in her hand was simply a decoration.

However, when neither of them could do anything, An Xiaojing felt that her eyes were bright.

The door suddenly opened.

What shocked and even terrified both of them was that a woman walked out of the door.

It was the woman who opened the door.

There was still a knife stuck in the woman's chest, and she felt a little dying.

She was covered in blood.

It's An Xiya.

"Help me! Save me!" An Xiya was dying, and her spirit was a little slackened.

And her hair was so disheveled that An Xiaojing didn't recognize it immediately.

"Save!" Before he could finish his expression, the man fell to the ground.

An Xiaojing squatted down in horror. At the same time, there was an alarm sound from behind them.

Leng Yichen's global arrest warrant has finally come to fruition.

He received a text message from someone telling him that An Xiya was in An's old mansion. At that time, he came with his subordinates.

But when he arrived at the scene, what he saw was this scene.

An Xiya was covered in blood and grabbed An Xiaojing's arm, lying on the ground, looking like she was about to lose her breath.

And Yu Zhenhuan was on the side, with a very shocked expression.

Police cars stood around one after another, and soon the old house was surrounded by people.

"Don't move, put your hands up!"

A policeman yelled.

An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan could only follow suit.

At this moment, everyone thought that this matter was over, but there was another commotion in the villa.

An Xiaojing's heart almost jumped out.

Because, An Xianyang walked out from the door.

He also had blood on his hands.

"Brother!" An Xiaojing shouted in shock.

And An Xianyang's expression was a little bewildered and confused.

He didn't seem to understand what just happened.

"Xiaojing? Why are you here?"

"I still want to ask you? Why are you here?" An Xiaojing was about to cry anxiously, because in this situation, anyone could guess that An Xianyang killed An Xiya.

"Me? I can't remember clearly!" An Xianyang looked at the blood on his hand, but his expression was very calm. After all, he had seen such a scene before, so the blood did not scare him now.

And when he saw the dead woman on the ground, he was slightly shocked.

"An Xiya?"

An Xiaojing nodded.

"Raise your hands, do you hear me?"

the policeman yelled again.

And An Xianyang was identified as a suspect.

Of course, An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan were also inseparable. An Xiaojing only noticed Leng Yichen when she was caught in the police car.

"You called the police?" An Xiaojing sneered.

From An Xianyang's shocked expression when he saw that An Xiya had passed out, she knew that this matter had absolutely nothing to do with her brother.

A person's eyes will not deceive.

"What do you think?" Leng Yichen snorted coldly.

He didn't do anything, but received a text message from his subordinates, saying that he had found An Xiya, and rushed over in a hurry.

But unexpectedly, such a scene happened.

But An Xiaojing has already determined that it was Leng Yichen who called the police.

In the scene just now, anyone would think that An Xiya was killed by An Xianyang.

Then the police are no exception.Naturally understand these.

When Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing's back, he felt that the woman looked back at him with eyes full of hatred.

It seemed that all of this was caused by him.

"Leng Yichen, if something happens to my brother, I will never end with you."

After speaking, she was escorted into a police car.

And Yu Zhenhuan was also escorted up immediately, not to mention An Xianyang, but he looked like he didn't know why from the beginning to the end.

The ambulance also arrived at the first time.

Soon, An Xiya's confirmed dead body was carried away.

Leng Yichen glanced at the woman with deep eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Master! What should we do now?" Chengfeng asked suddenly from the side.

"I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

……

In the police car, none of the three could communicate.