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

An Xiaojing just looked at her brother, his eyes were still a little blurred, as if he didn't understand what happened.

But Yu Zhenhuan and An Xiaojing looked at each other, but couldn't say anything.

"Master, what should we do now?" Leng Yichen was still standing outside the villa, and did not leave quickly.

However, An's old house has been turned into a murder scene by the police, so no one can approach it without the right.

"What do you think? That woman died, everything is such a coincidence!" Leng Yichen's eyes still had some dim gray light, thinking about this matter deeply, full of doubts.

"Young master, what do you mean?" Chengfeng asked.

"I received the text message, and the police also received it, but the people present, no matter if it was An Xiaojing, Yu Zhenhuan, or An Xianyang, it was impossible to call the police."

"What the young master means is that someone called the police and everything was arranged."

Chengfeng opened his eyes slightly.

Indeed, this murder case is full of flaws.

"On the surface, the woman was killed by An Xianyang. If An Xiaojing is unwilling to admit it, she may become an accomplice. Therefore, this is not a simple murder case, it was deliberately designed by someone."

Leng Yichen's palms suddenly burst into cold sweat.

He has never felt like this, and no one has ever made a move of chess so seamlessly.

"Designed? Then what is his purpose?"

"Fall the blame on me!" Leng Yichen admitted coldly with no expression on his face.

This matter didn't seem to have much to do with her, but An Xiaojing's resentful eyes just now turned to her, which already explained the success of the person behind it.

However, he still saw it all.

"Fall the blame on you? But, now that someone is dead, you didn't kill him? Young master, I don't understand." Chengfeng was still very puzzled.

"Anyway, this matter is not that simple, Chengfeng, if something happens to An Xianyang this time, what do you think will happen."

"He killed people in the first place. When he did this, he must have thought of the consequences. The worst plan would be to pay for his life." Chengfeng said naturally, and then his expression was a little shocked.

"Master, if An Xianyang dies!"

"Yes, An Xianyang is dead, An Xiaojing will definitely be full of hatred for me."

"Is this the motive of that person?" Chengfeng said, but the young master is really powerful, so he can find out the information hidden behind it.

"It shouldn't be that simple. If someone manipulates all this, An Xiya's death probably has nothing to do with An Xianyang."

Leng Yichen's brows were deeply locked together.

"So, master, what should we do?"

"Do everything possible to keep An Xianyang." This is the only way, otherwise, if An Xianyang disappears, it will be like falling into the trap of the person behind him.

And An Xiaojing would definitely hate herself to death.

"Yes, Master!"

……

In the police station, An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan were taken elsewhere, as was An Xianyang.

The confessions of the three people are surprisingly similar, that is, they have nothing to do with this murder case.

In the end, the police decided to temporarily release An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan, while An Xianyang would stay and continue to investigate.

"What should I do?" As soon as An Xiaojing came out, she saw Yu Zhenhuan.

"It's okay, don't worry. After the autopsy, if your brother didn't touch that woman, nothing will happen." Yu Zhenhuan still said calmly.

"But what if it's him?"

"Xiaojing, are you suspicious of your brother?" Yu Zhenhuan looked over in surprise.

But now the situation is quite special, everything is excusable.

"It's not suspicion, it's fear. Everything happened by coincidence, including the time when An Xiya opened the door, the time when her brother showed up, and the police. Everything seems to be arranged by someone."

An Xiaojing seemed a little out of breath.

"Then you suspect it?"

"Leng Yichen!"

She spoke without hesitation, although she didn't want to admit it.

However, with Leng Yichen's appearance, accompanied by the police behind him, and other people, it was impossible for her not to be suspicious.

"Master Leng has no reason to do this, does he?"

"It doesn't matter whether An Xiya was killed by my brother or not, but Leng Yichen couldn't call the police directly. How did he know that my brother killed someone? He also called the police directly?"

"That's not because he found An Xiya, and An Xiya killed you before, so Master Leng called the police!" Yu Zhenhuan thought for a while.

"But I don't believe that my brother will kill people. In the scene just now, everyone thought my brother killed An Xiya." An Xiaojing frowned.

"This matter, when An Xiya's autopsy report comes out, there will naturally be a clear understanding."

"But, what if it is? Brother Zhenhuan? If my brother killed An Xiya, and Leng Yichen ordered someone to arrest my brother, all of this makes so much sense!"

An Xiaojing had a sarcastic and self-deprecating tone.

She knows better than anyone that Leng Yichen hates An Xianyang, so she is a little worried.

With the help of the police, Leng Yichen arrested An Xianyang.

Really, mean.

"Don't worry, if this is what he planned for a long time, I will definitely help you!" In Yu Zhenhuan's eyes, some emotions could not be seen clearly, it seemed that everything he was doing at this moment was for An Xiaojing's good.

"Brother!" Suddenly, Yu Huanluo's voice sounded.

An Xiaojing and Yu Zhenhuan both looked over.

It really was that girl.

"Brother, Xiao Jing, what's wrong with you, I just heard from others."

Yu Huanluo looked worried, and Yu Zhenhuan patted his sister's head.

"It's alright, don't worry."

"Brother, just keep making sarcastic remarks!" Yu Huanluo was a little dumbfounded.

After all, things are no joke now.

"Xiaojing, you two scared me to death!"

Yu Huanluo quickly came out of Yu Zhenhuan's arms, and gave An Xiaojing a big hug.

But An Xiaojing's mood was not so high, she was a little dull.

"But it's okay after all, as long as everything is fine." Yu Huanluo glanced at An Xiaojing.

"Brother Zhenhuan, how do you want to help?" An Xiaojing's thoughts seemed to be still at the beginning, when Yu Zhenhuan said to help An Xianyang.

"It's easy. Everything has to do with the autopsy. Just replace it with an autopsy report that has nothing to do with it, and your brother will be fine."

"So, you don't have to worry, I'll leave this matter to me, and you, adjust yourself well, and. Think carefully about why your brother is in this situation. He seems to be delirious recently. "

Yu Zhenhuan thought of An Xianyang yelling to kill someone when he opened his eyes in the hospital.

Obviously, the man was mentally disturbed.

"Well, I know."

However, no matter what happens, it is still everyone's speculation until the result comes out.