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

The air seemed to be frozen, and even the ticking of the second hand of the clock could be heard very clearly.

An Xiaojing's mind was a little blank.

"Well? You don't really want to be a mother?"

Leng Yichen's tone softened a little, he had never done this before, what he said just now meant that I can help you fulfill your dream.

And this was something An Xiaojing didn't even dare to think about before.

"No!" An Xiaojing suddenly seemed to have realized it, and shook her head with a wry smile. She answered firmly.

The attitude is unusually blunt.

"Why?" Leng Yichen raised his eyebrows, under the dim yellow light, his face reflected a little warmth and a hint of mystery, which was really tempting.

"A long time ago, I wanted to be a mother. At that time, as long as I kept the child in my womb, I would cooperate with anything you asked me to do. However, the child is gone, which means that I should wake up too. , Recognizing the reality is the most important thing.”

An Xiaojing's explanation was very weak, and every time she talked about children, it always seemed to kill her half-life.

"Don't want to give yourself another chance?"

Leng Yichen spoke very slowly, his voice clearly carried a longing, he would not force An Xiaojing to have another child, because then she would hate herself even more.

The child before, maybe because of anger, maybe because of drugs, in short, since it's gone, it's gone.

In the future, he hoped that the children would be born of the combination of parents' love, so he would not force her to do it at all.

"No, if there is a child who is doomed to be born in pain, and his parents don't love each other enough, what's the use of him? Do you realize how much his father hates his mother?"

An Xiaojing spoke very calmly, even when facing Leng Yichen, she was just stating a fact.

Leng Yichen looked at her, and the lazy yellow light shone into her eyes, making the desperate woman even more gloomy.

It seemed that no one in this world could understand her anymore.

"If I don't hate you, stop talking badly to you, and try to understand you, tolerate you, and love your child, wouldn't you be willing?"

His voice seemed to be possessed by a demon, and it was also like a poppy flower, which made An Xiaojing sink for a moment.

She had never heard anyone say that.

Staring blankly at the man in front of her, she began to be confused by his brows and expressions.

However, reason came to her heart again, and she quickly shook her head.

"No, Leng Yichen, you don't need to find answers from me about your child." Her voice was still dim. Since the last miscarriage, she has lost more confidence.

Most of this confidence comes from her self-blame.

Unable to keep the child, An Xiaojing often thinks that she has a direct relationship with her, and if she loses that child, will she be able to give birth to one smoothly in the future?

Or, do things like that happen again?How will she face it?

"You are afraid!"

Leng Yichen put it bluntly, he saw the unease and fear in her eyes, accompanied by a slight trembling of her body, she was afraid.

Then, a pair of strong arms held her thin shoulders, and at that moment, his eyes were full of pity.

And Leng Yichen didn't know that he was so moved at the moment.

"That's the end of this matter. Find the kind of mother you like for the kind of child you like." Because Leng Yichen's words hit her sore spot, An Xiaojing wanted to change the topic, but she His eyes always wandered around, but he didn't dare to face Leng Yichen.

"That pair of mother and child! Yes, if it's your child, you can take it back to the villa. I don't mind. It looks so much like you and looks so good-looking!"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of An Xiaojing's mouth, and suddenly thought of the photo of the mother and child on Leng Yichen's desk.

That woman is very beautiful, the little boy is only three years old, but he already has the shadow of an adult Leng Yichen, but he is more childish.

"What?" Leng Yichen was startled first, and then seemed to think of something.

For the pair of mother and son, his gentleness just now gradually dissipated, and his expressions changed, which could not be said to be cold, but they were indeed a lot more serious.

"sleep early!"

Leng Yichen let go of An Xiaojing's arm, and his tone was very indifferent.

He wasn't pretending to be ignorant of what the woman mentioned just now, but it was a long time ago to talk about that matter.

He doesn't want to talk about it now.

"What's the matter, Leng Yichen, if you have the guts to get an illegitimate child out, you dare not claim it back?"

An Xiaojing said bluntly that she seemed to be able to find a breakthrough by saying this, and she might be able to leave the villa if she opened her mouth.

"Bring them back, can you tolerate it?"

After a long time, the man's tone was a little playful.

An Xiaojing couldn't read him anymore.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if I give her the position of Young Mistress Leng." Anyway, I have never cared about it.

"you!"

Facing this woman, Leng Yichen was speechless.

But he didn't want to bother with her too much in his heart. After staying with her for a long time, it seemed that he would become gentler.

"Go to sleep!"

Leng Yichen said, and casually took the book in An Xiaojing's hand, put it on the table beside him, and turned off the light.

When he turned around and returned to the bed, the man had already fallen asleep, Leng Yichen changed his clothes and lay down too.

In the dark, facing the ceiling, he thought of many things from the past, so many things that troubled him in his heart, whether the things that have tortured him these years or supported him like a strong backing will one day be like smoke, Floating in the vast world without a trace?

The night was getting darker and darker, and both of them fell asleep.

As soon as she woke up the next day, An Xiaojing still wanted to go to the hospital with Leng Yichen to see Chengfeng, but that person left first.

That's good, what he said was good, but he let him go.

When Leng Yichen arrived at the hospital, he just received the notification from there, Chengfeng finally got out of the danger zone and became fully awake.

Arriving at the VIP ward, Leng Yichen immediately saw Chengfeng whose head was bandaged.

And Chengfeng also noticed Leng Yichen's body, and wanted to get up, but had some difficulty.

"Don't!" Leng Yichen directly interrupted him.

He strode up to Chengfeng, and looked at his injury, it was far more serious than he thought.

Except that the head has been bandaged, so is the left leg, and the whole person feels a little disabled.

"Master!" He could still speak, looking at Leng Yichen, Chengfeng wanted to speak.

"Speak slowly!" Leng Yichen pulled a chair and sat down in front of his hospital bed, and looked around again. All the servants had been dismissed by Chengfeng long ago, and the curtains were also drawn, so he was thorough. Take it easy.