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

An Xiaojing thought that no one would come to pick her up, but she still saw Leng Yichen's figure.

That person, An Xiaojing looked at him with eyes full of hatred.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Leng Yichen walked here unhurriedly, An Xiaojing just hated this person's attitude and posture anytime and anywhere, and even his mood didn't change much.

"Now it's as you wished! My brother was arrested. Maybe he won't live long, Leng Yichen, are you satisfied now?"

There was a cold smile on the corner of An Xiaojing's mouth.

"Are you so clear about my wish?"

Leng Yichen met An Xiaojing's eyes, as expected, this person had already attributed everything An Xianyang did to his arrangements.

"Otherwise? How do you want my child to face you in the future. How do you want me to face him?"

An Xiaojing's voice suddenly rose several degrees, and tears flowed out instantly.

She is not wronged, not angry, but a kind of mourning.

The so-called mourning is greater than death.

What she couldn't face was that her brother was actually sent to prison by her so-called husband, and her children still called this demon Dad.

"You think too much, I haven't thought about plotting against your brother yet!"

Leng Yichen was a bit understated.

Then he turned his eyes to look at Yu Zhenhuan and Yu Huanluo brothers and sisters.

"It's really strange. You two are with her all the time? It's as if you are her husband."

Full of sarcasm, Yu Zhenhuan's expression was instantly awkward and he didn't know how to speak.

"Young Master Leng, it's not what you think. In short, there are too many strange things in this matter. My sister and I will leave first! Take good care of Xiaojing!"

They quickly got into the car driven by Yu Huanluo, and Yu Huanluo was not very angry after being taught a lesson by Leng Yichen.

until their car leaves.

"Go home!" Leng Yichen's tone was not too tough, he understood that now is not the time to quarrel with An Xiaojing.

There is no need to explain clearly now, this is not exactly what that person meant.

"Go home? Where? That so-called place is your home, not mine!" An Xiaojing retorted with a sneer.

"Don't be like this, do you think your brother will feel better now?"

"My brother's everything today is thanks to you. You didn't intend to make him feel better. Why do you say that!"

An Xiaojing paused.

"You called the police. When my brother and An Xiya came out of it, you were already ambushing around, and then seized the opportunity to have my brother arrested. Isn't that what you thought?"

"Your imagination is indeed rich, but it is not complete, illogical, and the word order is chaotic." Leng Yichen criticized.

"Home is where my brother is. I can't go back with you now."

An Xiaojing stubbornly stood where she was, sticking to her bottom line.

"You think you can do whatever you want? Aren't you just an An Xianyang?" Leng Yichen slowly became a little angry, because every time An Xiaojing got angry, it was the same as his previous inference.

That person's ultimate goal is to make An Xiaojing hate herself.

If so, could it be Nangong Han?

Leng Yichen suddenly snorted, seeing that An Xiaojing still didn't respond, he directly hugged the woman and threw it into the car without saying a word.

An Xiaojing struggled a little at first, but in the end she even gave up.

Her life had been so hopeless.

Before her brother came back, she had been looking forward to her brother's return. It seemed that everything would be better when he came.

However, An Xianyang's return made things even worse.

And he also became a handle for this person to threaten him.

"Be quiet, and I won't let your brother get into trouble!"

Leng Yichen started the engine.

"So you admit it now? You did all of this?" An Xiaojing looked at the man ridiculously.

"I didn't admit it, and I won't bear other people's tricks and schemes. If you like to think that way, it doesn't matter."

The man didn't turn his head, and kept facing the front. He had to think too much about things.

An Xiaojing snorted coldly, and then fell silent for a while.

When they returned to the villa, the two also ignored each other one after the other.

It was getting late, An Xiaojing simply went upstairs to sleep.

"The advertiser will come tomorrow, you have to audition!" Leng Yichen also walked in, and suddenly mentioned this matter.

"It's ridiculous, how do you think it's possible for me to laugh and laugh on TV in my current state?"

An Xiaojing asked back, never for a moment did she feel that the world was so hypocritical.

"Who cares about your status. Advertisers and the media have already signed the contract, An Xiaojing, don't make mistakes for me!"

Leng Yichen raised his voice.

"Why, I just want to make a mistake for you, Leng Yichen, you did that to my brother, can I help you make money calmly?"

She was about to explode.

"I have said that your brother's matter has nothing to do with me, but you have to go to the shooting scene tomorrow."

Leng Yichen said angrily.

Because this is a cooperative relationship, the Su family benefits the most from this project, and he just helped the Su family in order to repay a favor.

If An Xiaojing breaks the contract, then the Su family's compensation fee will not only be an advertising fee.

"When Mr. Leng called the police, he should have thought that he would need me tomorrow. He should have left a way out for himself instead of locking up my brother, and I would be obedient?"

An Xiaojing's arrogance was getting higher and higher, and she lost all sleepiness.

Leng Yichen sighed helplessly.

He didn't want to argue with this woman, because he was afraid that he would be caught in some trap.

And An Xiaojing was pregnant with a child. She had such an aggressive personality, and the child couldn't stand it.

"You rest. In short, I will definitely investigate your brother's affairs. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me."

Leng Yichen left from the bedroom.

In the dark room, without even a single light, An Xiaojing curled herself up, crying helplessly.

When she was tired from crying, she got up, and then covered her body with the quilt again.

Slowly closed his eyes.

One night's dreams were all related to my brother.

And the bloody picture of An Xiya kept appearing in her dreams, and she couldn't leave for a long time.

An Xiaojing woke up from fright.

And when she saw a ray of sunlight coming in from the window, she slowly let go of her vigilance, and wiped the cold sweat off her forehead with her hand.

"Wake up, get ready, and go to the press conference later!"

With a cold voice, Leng Yichen stood in front of the window.

As soon as he turned around, the sun was shining directly over his head.

If he was always bathed in sunlight, this person would not appear so dark.

He stood here for a while, and witnessed An Xiaojing's nightmare.