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

"Leng Yichen!" An Xiaojing's eyes were full of panic like never before, and she was a little sorry.

"Is it because of this that you hate me so much, kill my child, torture me, deal with my brother, and make An's family homeless and ruined one by one? Because my mother did something wrong, and then you want to deal with me like that?"

Tears burst out of her suddenly. After many days, this long-logged emotion finally broke out at this moment.

"Yes!"

Leng Yichen didn't even think about it, he curled his lips cruelly.

"It's me, so what, I just want to see how capable you are in Anjia, and I just want to see how you experience my pain."

These words contained too much anger, and even the things he didn't do were contracted at a glance.

But this will only deepen An Xiaojing's resentment towards her.

"Sure enough." After a long time, An Xiaojing seemed to be petrified, even the tears in the corners of her eyes seemed to be dried, her whole body seemed to be a little more numb, looking at Leng Yichen, she seemed to understand everything.

"Master Cold!"

Suddenly, in the back row of the cemetery, an old man turned around. Both Leng Yichen and An Xiaojing glanced over. The man looked like a grave sweeper here, with a long beard and gray hair.

"you are?"

There was a trace of curiosity in Leng Yichen's eyes, he looked at that person, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm here to sweep the grave. I heard your conversation clearly just now."

The man opened his mouth, glanced at An Xiaojing, nodded again and again, "It really looks like it!"

"Like what?" An Xiaojing asked, feeling a trace of cold sweat on her body.

"Like a woman, your mother!"

The man spoke directly without any shyness, both An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen looked over curiously.

"You mean, my mother has been here?"

she looked at the old man and asked.

"Yes, and, from the conversation you two had just now, there seems to be a big misunderstanding." The old man stroked his beard, and he didn't seem too anxious to explain something.

"What is it?"

Leng Yichen asked.

"Based on what I heard just now, you think her mother seduced your father and made your mother mad, right?"

The old man looked at Leng Yichen, then pointed to An Xiaojing and asked.

"Yes! This is the truth!"

Leng Yichen's tone was still stiff.

"Of course that's not true."

The old man cut him off firmly.

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen raised their heads in surprise at the same time, and looked at each other again. At this time, An Xiaojing wanted to know the answer more than anyone else.

She has always believed that her mother would not do such a thing.

"Old man, what's going on?"

"The reason why I think you look familiar is because your mother often came here to see her! However, she never appeared again. She always cried bitterly at the tombstone. She told the woman on the tombstone that the reason for approaching her husband , because all of this is acting!"

The old man's thoughts drifted back to a long, long time ago. This matter has always been in his heart, because that year, every time he visited the grave, he could see the crying woman.

"You're talking nonsense, it's impossible!"

Leng Yichen immediately retorted, what acting, what crying, these must be deceitful. Could it be that the woman and her father acted just to piss off her mother?

"She cried bitterly at your mother's tombstone, and told your mother that the reason why she joined forces with your father in acting is because your father has an incurable disease and will die soon. In order that your mother will not be with your father After leaving, my heart was broken, so I chose the most unforgivable method to act in this play, but unexpectedly, your mother committed suicide and died."

The grave-sweeping old man explained very clearly, and An Xiaojing's eyes widened in shock after hearing all this.

The kindness and resentment between the previous generation turned out to be like this.

If the old man didn't tell herself these things, would she be retaliated by Leng Yichen's hatred for the rest of her life?

"Is what you said true?" The voice was so lonely. At this moment, Leng Yichen seemed to be unable to stand still. What he insisted on for so many years, the truth he believed in, everything was a lie of.

"My words are not true, you can compare your life afterwards."

The old man sighed helplessly. He never thought that the grievances of that generation would be involved in this generation. If he hadn't heard with his own ears that Leng Yichen beat An Xiaojing's child and caused her family to be ruined, I can't even say it myself.

Too cruel.

As for Leng Yichen, his whole expression seemed to be paralyzed, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, sad or happy.

That year, my mother committed suicide, and my father passed away not long after. The cause of death was an incurable disease.

And he naively thought that it was his father's retribution, the end he deserved for being sorry for his mother. At that time, he really hated his father.

All of this coincides with the old man's story, and everything makes sense.

"Mom!" An Xiaojing's tears suddenly flowed down like a raging spring.

Regardless of anyone's feelings, she ran out of the cemetery at once, as if she had lost her soul, and she only knew to keep going.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Go after him!"

The broom in the old man's hand squatted on the ground a few times. He watched the two people torture each other and was really worried about them.

Leng Yichen hesitated, as if he was still thinking about what the old man said just now.

"Why are you treating her so cruelly? Everything is a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, why can't you let it go?"

Leng Yichen nodded, looked at his mother on the tombstone, then turned and left.

He drove for a long time without catching up with An Xiaojing, but when he was about to give up, he suddenly saw a black figure curled up in front of a bus stop sign on the side of the road.

She squatted on the ground, buried her whole head in her body, and her body twitched non-stop, as if she was crying bitterly.

Leng Yichen got out of the car at once, and the rain began to pour down.

"An Xiaojing!"

he shouted.

The rain dripped on him and wet his hair.

But the person squatting on the ground still didn't respond to him, and continued to cry, Leng Yichen came to him, wanting to hug her up.

"Don't touch me!"

An Xiaojing felt her body lighten up, and when she looked up, she saw Leng Yichen who was also dressed in black, but at this moment, more than ever, she hated this face.

"I'm sorry!" The drifting rain swayed Leng Yichen's voice, and his attitude was unprecedentedly sincere.

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