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

The man by the window didn't even move. When he heard this, he kept looking out of the window.

"However, the matter of the miscarriage has nothing to do with us. What I'm curious about is whether Leng Yichen personally did An Xiaojing's miscarriage. If it was him, it means that the relationship between the two of them is not harmonious."

The man judged self-righteously.

"You idiot!" The man in black suddenly scolded: "An Xiaojing's miscarriage was definitely not caused by Leng Yichen. Moreover, he must have added this debt to An Xianyang's before. "

"Sir, you mean..."

"We don't take the blame for this. Since there is still a force lurking around Leng Yichen, even the motive for committing the crime is to stir up conflicts between him and An Xiaojing. This is the same as ours. Let's eliminate the mastermind behind it first." make."

The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, Leng Yichen really had the physique of a big tree.

However, the game seems to be getting more and more fun, doesn't it?

"Sir, do you want to personally get rid of this force that killed Leng Yichen with us?"

"No, we must find out who is behind him. Only those who stand in the dark and see the light will be safer."

"So what do you mean, sir, to borrow a knife to kill someone?"

"This trick is indeed enduring. But if the opponent is already strong enough to suppress even the Imperial Group, then it will be another headache for us."

In his eyes, there was light coming in from the window. This man's own dark temperament seemed to be dark, and his eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of light.

But also more scary.

……

When Yu Huanluo's car stopped at Leng's villa, she felt very sad.

It must be very painful to think of the child that An Xiaojing had just lost.

As her best friend, however, when she saw the news in the newspaper, she felt a little complicated.

An Xiaojing heard the sound of a car at the door, raised her head and noticed Yu Huanluo. She hadn't seen her little sister for a long time.

Accompanied by a smile, the muscles haven't moved like this for a long time.

"Xiaojing!" Yu Huanluo walked over, his eyes became moist when he saw An Xiaojing, and he hugged her body.

"Huan Luo, thank you for coming to see me!"

An Xiaojing's voice was still so soft, to Yu Huanluo, she was her true self.

But Yu Huanluo didn't buy it, she didn't believe that An Xiaojing was really as relaxed as she acted.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

If it's Leng Yichen, she really won't let him go. This time, she can really take An Xiaojing away, whether it's to elope or disappear.

In short, as a good sister, I can't tolerate her being so pitiful.

"Well! The child's matter is over!" No matter how calm An Xiaojing's tone was, she still felt a twinge of pain when she said this.

She thought that after so many days, she could accept this matter calmly, but she didn't expect that when others asked, she would still be sad.

"Xiaojing, do you know that I really make people feel bad!" Yu Huanluo squeezed An Xiaojing's face with her hands, and she felt so badly.

But An Xiaojing obviously didn't want to mention that matter, so let it pass.Otherwise, you are exposing the scars of others.

An Xiaojing sighed, and the two entered the room.

Leng Yichen went to work early, Yu Huanluo was quite happy because of this, if Leng Yichen was around, that person would probably throw him out.

Anyway, she knew that Leng Yichen didn't welcome her at all.

"Xiaojing, I've lost a lot of weight recently, eat more!"

"My stomach is weak, so I can only eat something light."

An Xiaojing suddenly thought that she was drinking the porridge Leng Yichen cooked for herself these days.

He is cooking different porridge for himself every day in different ways.

However, this kind of warm scene is not suitable for the temperament of love and killing between them.

Between them, who can be touched by this little warmth of Leng Yichen.

An Xiaojing seemed to have returned to the depths of her memory, and Yu Huanluo could see that she had something on her mind.

"Xiaojing, go out more often, it's boring to stay at home all the time."

"Well, just recently, my body is too weak, but you are right, I should go out and have a look."

An Xiaojing looked out the window, she could only hide in this villa in such a beautiful world.

Sorrow, born from the heart.

Yu Huanluo chatted with her for a long time, talking about Shangguanqing, Yu Zhenhuan, and An Xianyang.

"How is your brother's situation now?" Yu Huanluo knew that Yu Zhenhuan helped An Xianyang to excuse him.

"Still in the hospital, but I should see him. His condition is not very stable, and he can't remember what happened to him. He occasionally feels a headache. I'm really worried."

An Xiaojing's brows were slightly frowned into a small peak, with worry written on her face.

"Brother An has become so serious!" Yu Huanluo looked over in surprise.

This illness sounds serious. What did that man go through.

"In short, I will try my best to help my brother find the best doctor. I believe that there is no incurable disease in this world!"

An Xiaojing said firmly.

She had already asked Han Su before, and she believed that he would not let her down.

And what she can do is to find a better doctor for her brother.

"Xiao Jing, your brother must be very touched!" Yu Huanluo smiled, with tears in his eyes.

"As for my brother, I haven't seen him for a long time. I should go and see him."

An Xiaojing said apologetically that her brother came to make trouble a few days ago, and has been in a coma since then.

As a younger sister, she should go to the hospital to see him.But too many thoughts entangled herself in it, and she seemed to be watching the sun rise and set, and she couldn't find the direction of life.

"Well, I don't know if Brother An's condition is serious or not, but you can go and have a look. It's really hard for me to imagine, if one day my brother is hospitalized and has such a serious illness, will I be calm and composed!"

Yu Huanluo's heart tightened slightly, she thought of Yu Zhenhuan.

In the past, Yu Zhenhuan, as an elder brother, was very strict with her. She would occasionally dislike and complain about her elder brother, but if her elder brother really fell down one day, she couldn't even imagine what kind of life she would lead.

"Don't say such stupid things, brother Zhenhuan will definitely be fine!" An Xiaojing comforted, Yu Zhenhuan is the person she should be most grateful to, that person is not only kind to herself, but also to her brother.

Therefore, she prayed that all good people could have a safe life.

Yu Huanluo nodded, and An Xiaojing handed her the teacup on the table.

"Do you still remember the ancient temple we visited together?" An Xiaojing asked, a trace of memory gradually welling up in her eyes.