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

The corners of Leng Yichen's eyes became a little more cruel, and An Xianyang was even more shocked by such words.

He never thought that Leng Yichen had such a big hatred in his heart.

"Enough!!" An Xianyang couldn't stand listening, but his intuition told himself that there was some misunderstanding here.

"What? Am I wrong? Imagine, if it was you, the woman who killed your mother has a daughter, and she might not be better than me! Just look at An Xiya, you can't even deal with her My sister's woman can be so cruel, and it should be even more cruel when it comes to my mother."

There was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of Leng Yichen's mouth, it seemed that after staying with An Xiaojing all these years, he could experience the pleasure of revenge.

And he, for this feeling, somewhat forgot.

Today I was brought up again by An Xianyang, so I realized it.But, are you really happy?

"It's impossible! Young Master Leng, you must have misunderstood something. My mother is definitely not what you said, let alone the person who killed your mother."

An Xianyang spoke firmly.

"You think I'll believe you?"

Leng Yichen slightly shrugged his shoulders.

"I only know that the young mistress of the Empire Group, that is, your mother, and my mother were very good friends. Xiaojing was still a baby back then, so naturally she didn't understand many things, but I witnessed the relationship between them. friendship. It’s not what you said. There must be some misunderstanding!”

An Xianyang looked at Leng Yichen firmly, he was even more unwilling to believe that Leng Yichen actually said that his mother killed his mother.

This is a really big joke.

But as soon as An Xianyang's words came out, Leng Yichen's body was almost stunned. He didn't have time to react for a while, but listening to An Xianyang's explanation just now, his heart felt as if someone had been After stabbing, warm blood began to spread in the chest.

It also seemed that something that had been insisted on for many years was torn apart by someone.

"Do you think I'll believe you?" In the end, he pulled out these few words from the corner of his mouth, and his attitude was a little mocking.

How could I trust An Xianyang so credulously?

"I'll give you evidence. In a word, no matter what happened to your mother or what happened to her back then, it was not caused by my mother. Young Master Leng is a discerning person, how can he be confused about this matter?"

An Xianyang can't wait to find all the evidence now, if there is always an unproven misunderstanding between Leng Yichen and An Xiaojing, then the two of them will definitely not be happy.

"Oh?" Leng Yichen said contemptuously.

But for some reason, he expected An Xianyang to find evidence for himself. It seemed that a voice in the deepest part of his heart was shouting that An Xiaojing's mother had nothing to do with the previous incident.

He didn't know why he had such an idea, but once he had it, he hoped it would happen.

"Master Leng, we An's family won't take some scapegoats. One day, I will give you evidence to prove my mother's innocence!"

An Xianyang paused, then changed his tone suddenly: "However, I also have a condition."

"You want to negotiate terms with me?"

Leng Yichen felt that this person was really ridiculous, he could not listen to his evidence, but in the end, the voice in his heart was transformed into a soundtrack, and he agreed.

"you say!"

"When I hand over the evidence to prove my mother's innocence, it means that your marriage with Xiaojing is meaningless, and you have no reason to torture her anymore. So, let her go and divorce her! "

An Xianyang said, looking at Leng Yichen's bottomless eyes, suddenly a trace of unclear emotion flashed through them.

"Since two people don't want to love, let each other go and stop torturing each other!"

An Xianyang said bluntly that what he wanted was his sister's complete freedom, a healthy life and a beautiful personality.

Instead of being bullied and oppressed by this person.

The condition is that they can be exchanged for these things.

"How? Leng Shao, do you agree to this condition?"

And Leng Yichen, looking at the man in front of him, suddenly became a little hesitant, not knowing how to speak.

If the evidence is obtained, will An Xiaojing be lost?

Why the choice becomes so tangled.

It's not like himself, and does he really care about that person?Up to now, I was a little overwhelmed.

"Master Leng?" An Xianyang was still asking, he just wanted a result from Leng Yichen.

"Go and check, if you get any evidence, let me know as soon as possible!"

He didn't respond positively to that question. Perhaps, he lacked something called courage.

After staying with that woman for a long time, I suddenly became a little used to it, and when she was used as a bargaining chip, I didn't know how to make a choice.

Leng Yichen was taken aback by what he did.

"Okay, then it's a deal!" An Xianyang hooked the corners of his lips, reaching an agreement with Leng Yichen for the first time.

He just wanted his sister to live a good life, and the premise of all this was to leave this man.

As long as he leaves him, An Xiaojing's life will become better. It is his duty to protect his sister for the rest of his life.

……

After leaving the hospital, Leng Yichen didn't go back to the villa directly, but just sat in the car, the man's demeanor in the rearview mirror was a bit cold and sad.

The conversation with An Xianyang just now seemed to make him go through hell.

Every time I think of my mother and the cause of her death, my heart always feels unspeakable pain, and all of this, the vicious woman I thought was really not what I imagined?

If that's the case, then the things I have been insisting on all along are all wrong.

He rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette. This is not something he likes, but at this moment, Leng Yichen really wants to let go.

His head is filled with too much content, too many intertwined stories, whether right or wrong, are always in his mind, like torture.

"Is it you?"

He muttered to himself, but he was afraid of knowing the result.

When the cigarette was completely extinguished, Leng Yichen exhaled lightly from his mouth. The smoke ring was in the air, as if he had transformed into a figure. His eyes became a little blurred. The figure, and then watch it dissipate into the air.

He rolled up the window again and drove to the villa.

And he has never been so looking forward to seeing that woman again for a moment. Seeing him again seems to have changed many of his past obsessions.

So what will be between them?

In the living room, An Xiaojing was eating the food made by Uncle Lin, when she heard the horn of a car at the door, she was in a bad mood.