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

"When? It's the first time I've seen our Young Mistress Leng look so nervous."

The man chuckled.

"Can you be more serious? The Imperial Group, I'm afraid it won't last long. Leng Yichen, if you can come out, you will use all your own methods to come out."

An Xiaojing's voice raised a little, there were some scars on Leng Yichen's hands.

"I used to think that way, but now, it seems that the situation is much more complicated."

He spoke, his voice still soft.

An Xiaojing discovered for the first time that the man who covered the sky with one hand seemed to have places that his hands couldn't reach.

why.

"You are inside, you are not being bullied!"

She suddenly couldn't help asking such a sentence.

"Well, except for restricting my freedom, everything else is fine."

"Then what is the scar on your hand!"

An Xiaojing made it clear that she didn't like to hide a lot of words, because the scars on his hands were so obvious.

"Actually, they didn't treat me too badly. At most, they locked me in a small room. There were no lights and no windows, so I had no way of knowing how many days I had been there. But the clock outside the window Make it 24 times and I'll get a scar on my hand. I also want to know how long I stayed there."

"You're crazy! Leng Yichen, can you stop hurting yourself like this!"

An Xiaojing scolded, and felt a little sad for Leng Yichen who hurt herself so cruelly.

"It's okay, some things, just get used to it."

Leng Yichen is not at all like a person who has been hurt and helpless.

"You feel sorry for me!"

"no!"

An Xiaojing immediately refuted.

It's a person, out of politeness, I can say a few words, let's persuade a few words.

"It's better for you to come out earlier. I really don't know how to take care of your broken company. Leng Yichen. When your family's foundation that has been passed down for generations is destroyed by me, some of you will cry."

An Xiaojing said unhappily.

"It is also a skill to bring down the imperial group."

Leng Yichen was not angry at all.An Xiaojing felt that the person who drank her saliva now thought she was very promising?

"If you don't have money, you are nothing Leng Yichen!"

An Xiaojing sighed, the current situation is like this, Leng Yichen was treated like this by others, it was not because of his too sinister personality before that was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the empire group has begun to decline, it is a person, You won't be polite to him.

"I only care about your heart, what am I!"

He spoke suddenly, and his eyes became affectionate again.

Originally, the room where the two of them talked had only one high window, and the light was not good.

But An Xiaojing could clearly feel that there was a different light in that person's eyes.

"If you have no money, you are a poor person in my heart, an ordinary person. A very ordinary person."

An Xiaojing avoided Leng Yichen's eye catch on her, and said with her mouth open.

"Well, then would you consider living with an ordinary person, an ordinary person, or a poor person?"

This……

"Actually, before I married you, my wish was to graduate from university smoothly, and then find someone who I don't hate, neither handsome nor ugly, and spend my life in a normal way."

The influence of her parents' generation made the life An Xiaojing wanted so simple.

She never expected that she would marry into a wealthy family.

Live a life of intrigue with other women.

"But the person I marry must be the one I love, no matter what height he stands at or a very low profile, as long as he is the one I love, that's fine."

An Xiaojing added.

"Well, that's fine. It doesn't matter if the Empire Group collapses like that. Anyway, you don't mind being a very poor old lady!"

Leng Yichen said half-jokingly.

"That depends on who you're with, Leng Yichen, you know how I treat you."

With the last sentence, An Xiaojing's voice lowered, her face was still a little red.

"Oh, it's just that you don't love me, you don't like me, you want to live with the man you are poor but you love very much! Right!"

Leng Yichen looked at An Xiaojing, and suddenly smiled wickedly.

"Cut, I won't be poor forever. I have hands and feet, and I can make money myself. If I can't make as much money as you, it's enough to buy flowers and grass myself."

An Xiaojing said with contempt for the other party.

In fact, there is a generation gap between her and Leng Yichen, the generation gap between the poor and the rich.

"An Xiaojing, when I go out, buy a lot of flowers you like, and a lot of seeds, and plant them outside our balcony. From now on, I can smell the fragrance of flowers every day when I open the window."

This word...

"Young Master Leng, you really don't have a draft when you talk about love now. It's a bit wasteful to tell me."

An Xiaojing never thought that Leng Yichen would say these things to herself.

And she also listened in a joking way.

Right as a joke.

"Okay, time is running out, you and Chengfeng should leave early. I am very glad that you can come to see me."

In that person's eyes, all was his sincerity.

"Well, Leng Yichen, I will find a way to rescue you, so don't die inside."

An Xiaojing spoke suddenly, for some reason, she didn't want Leng Yichen to die.

If that person died, would it mean that her children would no longer have a father.

This is really a frightening thing to think about.

"it is good!"

Leng Yichen readily agreed.

An Xiaojing nodded, and finally went out with Chengfeng.

When she got outside, she regretted it again.

He originally wanted to ask Leng Yichen, but he didn't say a word.

Therefore, she met with Leng Yichen, and unilaterally helped the man adjust his extremely boring life in prison.

None of the substantive problems have been resolved.

"Hey!"

An Xiaojing sighed.

Chengfeng was driving the car beside him.

"Young Mistress, it is said that Tao Yuanfeng will go to a bar tonight, should we follow up?"

Chengfeng asked.

"Go, of course I'll go, it's king to rescue Leng Yichen now."

An Xiaojing muttered a few words.

Suddenly, he thought of the scar on Leng Yichen's hand again.

No matter what the man's reason was, the place where the people inside locked him up sounded a little scary.

Leng Yichen's ability to endure that kind of torture is closely related to the character he was cultivated since he was a child.

If it is an ordinary person, it may suffocate to death inside.

So, that person will use the trick of torturing himself to remind him that he is still alive?

An Xiaojing's heart suddenly seemed to have fallen into an ice cave.

It must be so.

At that moment, her whole mind changed.

I just wanted to get him out as soon as possible.

"Young Mistress, we're here, let's go in later!"

Chengfeng steered the car well, An Xiaojing nodded.

Then looked over.