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

For many things, enough is enough, she just wants to avoid the fake identity at the moment.

"The person who handed over to Chengfeng has information about you. If you don't create confusion, how can you replace the information in his hand?"

Nangong Han took a sip of his coffee and let out a muffled snort from his nostrils.

"Don't tell me that you still care about other people's lives."

The corner of his mouth suddenly evoked a very evil smile, as if he was watching a big joke, Xingyuan would care about other people's lives, which became a very ridiculous thing.

"I just think it's not good for anyone if things get bigger." The woman glanced at Nangonghan with resentful eyes.

If one day, this incident comes to light, and Leng Yichen finds out about either of them, it means that this incident is over.

She never believed that Nangong Han would not pull herself into the water, and now the two have reached an agreement on the direction of dealing with Leng Yichen, but if they can't get rid of that person, the two of them will have to suffer together.

Therefore, it is really unfair to just let myself blindly listen to Nangong Han's advice.

"Oh?" Nangonghan raised his voice contemptuously, "Don't tell me you still have your own opinions? But you have to remember, I did everything. It was me who helped you remove the suspicion. So it's all hype, why not use all these thoughts on Leng Yichen, and it won't be too late to preach to me after the empire group is destroyed."

Nangong Han put down the coffee cup from his hand, he had already drank all the coffee, Xing Yuan was absolutely unwilling in his heart, so he had nothing to say.

……

Leng Yichen called the hospital, Chengfeng was still in a coma, so he had to wait.

When he returned to the villa, it was already late, and as soon as he got home, he saw An Xiaojing turning on the TV.

On the TV, there was a clip of Chengfeng's car accident.

"Chengfeng had an accident?"

An Xiaojing asked puzzledly, she was a little worried.

"Are you worried about him?" Leng Yichen asked sinisterly, he didn't want to use this tone to face An Xiaojing, but she frankly cared about others in front of him, and she didn't get angry at all up.

"He is someone I have known for a long time, and such a big thing happened, out of politeness, I will also ask."

She suddenly felt that talking to Leng Yichen was incomprehensible.

What a small and natural thing to do.

As for that?

"Then you and I are quite familiar, and we have had a lot of relationships. I have never seen you so worried about me!"

Leng Yichen looked at the woman in front of him, and when his brain became hot, he couldn't stop talking a lot. He himself didn't understand why he was so impulsive.

Originally, the relationship with An Xiaojing these days was much better than before, but because of some trivial things, he couldn't stop himself from wanting to explode.

An Xiaojing rolled her eyes at Leng Yichen, groaned at the corner of her mouth, and turned directly to go upstairs.

If you have the energy to quarrel with her, you might as well do something else meaningful.

Seeing her leave, Leng Yichen didn't stay idle, and followed An Xiaojing's steps upstairs, but the anger just now gradually dissipated, and instead, he became much quieter.

In the room, An Xiaojing only turned on a bedside lamp, which was relatively dim.

Leng Yichen's complexion didn't improve, he was still depressed.

When he went upstairs, he thought a lot. During this time, he didn't want to be angry with this person, no matter what happened.

And I was just jealous.

Leng Yichen was slightly taken aback in his heart, facing himself for the first time, as well as his feelings just now, it turned out that he cared too much about being cared by her.

Therefore, even An Xiaojing couldn't understand the care she gave Chengfeng.

An Xiaojing was lying on the bed, reading a book in her hand. After she had a miscarriage, she developed a good habit of reading half of the book every day, while experiencing the mind of the writer, while killing time.

As for Leng Yichen's approach, she didn't care at all.

So when a big projection stood in front of her, An Xiaojing impatiently adjusted the light on the side with her hands.

Seeing that the light still didn't improve, he raised his eyes subconsciously.

After that, he and Leng Yichen's eyes met each other tightly.

For some reason, she immediately moved away from her own. In short, it's not very unaccustomed to look at each other like that.

"Chengfeng is still in a coma."

Leng Yichen spoke first, and answered An Xiaojing's question with an unusually serious attitude.

"Master Leng, why did you tell me that you don't want me not to care about others? Be a heartless person who only cares about yourself?"

An Xiaojing's tone was a little sarcastic, and she looked at Leng Yichen with provocation in her eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

Leng Yichen's face darkened a bit, and he figured it out to explain to her, but this person is fine, he directly rejected him mercilessly.

"Don't you understand what Leng Shao is saying?"

An Xiaojing picked up the book in her hand again, she didn't want to quarrel with this person at all, but before she persisted for long, her eyes widened a lot, her expression changed, and she suddenly became nervous.

"You mean, Chengfeng is still in a coma?"

All of a sudden, he exposed his face from the back of the book, not caring at all about the contrast in his attitude before and after.

Leng Yichen looked at her, and suddenly found it funny involuntarily, but he held back.

"Well, still in a coma and haven't woken up?"

"What?" An Xiaojing's mood suddenly fell, why did people around her always have accidents frequently.

"Is it an accident?"

"I'm not sure yet, I'm already looking into it." Leng Yichen said lightly, but in fact, he always felt something strange about that matter.

However, without evidence, all conjectures are powerless.

"I'll go and see him with you some other day!" An Xiaojing sighed, Chengfeng was always very polite to herself, and respected herself a lot, and he felt a little sad when such a big thing happened to him.

"kindness!"

Surprisingly, Leng Yichen didn't refute anymore, it seemed that he had realized that the reaction when he just entered the room was a bit strong.

He understands that being close to this woman will always make him feel at ease. So, isn't this kind of peace of mind enough to give him a trust?

His reaction was influenced by his own past.

"you!"

Leng Yichen's tone suddenly hesitated, he shouldn't be such a person.

He has always done things without dragging his feet, but now that he is here with An Xiaojing, he is speechless.

"kindness?"

An Xiaojing's face was full of doubts. On the issue of Chengfeng, the two had reached a consensus. Now, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Why is this person still so hesitant?

"An Xiaojing, let's have another child!"