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

Their orphanage was able to survive because it had a direct relationship with the political circles.

Government help to orphanages is inevitable.

And the Tao family has an unshakable majesty in this field, and it doesn't matter what she says, it will be what it is.

"What evidence is there, except that you yourself knew the child?"

Yu Zhenhuan spoke.

"Well, because of the special system of that child, when he was first sent to the orphanage, we did a comprehensive physical examination on him, so the tests on his body and the interpretation of his DNA are still preserved. on."

The dean thought for a while and said.

"Can I have a copy?"

An Xiaojing asked.

This information is very important, at least it can wash away all the dirty water splashed on Leng Yichen's body.

"This……"

The dean was a little embarrassed.

Once this information is handed over, it is impossible for the Tao family to let it go.

"Do you want to watch innocent lives go in one by one?"

An Xiaojing said helplessly.

"Not really."

The dean sighed.

"Once the information is handed over, the orphanage may be gone. You don't know the influence of the Tao family. I still have to think about all the children."

"Dean!"

An Xiaojing didn't know how to speak.

"I'm sorry, Miss An, that's all I can tell you. I'm really sorry. If you insist on that thing, even if you kill me, I may not be able to hand it over. I also want to do it for all the children in the orphanage. For our sake."

"Dean, think again!"

Yu Zhenhuan continued to persuade.

Although the two left with an extremely reluctant attitude, they couldn't continue to say anything.

Yu Zhenhuan left after sending An Xiaojing to the villa.

And An Xiaojing's face suddenly showed a very strange smile.

"Young Mistress, are you back?"

Uncle Lin saw An Xiaojing's side from a long distance, and the worry on his face gradually disappeared, because An Xiaojing's expression told herself that everything was much better than expected.

"Uncle Lin, where's Chengfeng?"

An Xiaojing asked, because now, she urgently needs Chengfeng.

"Chengfeng? Wait, I'll contact you right away."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Lin picked up the phone, and Chengfeng appeared after a while.

"Young Mistress, what's the matter?"

Chengfeng's speed was as fast as the wind, and he felt a little anxious facing An Xiaojing.

"Usually, what are the media that Leng Yichen trusts the most? Now call me all those media."

An Xiaojing spoke.

"What does young mistress mean?"

"Well, I found evidence, which can prove Leng Yichen's innocence."

"what?"

Chengfeng looked surprised, but also sighed.

After searching for so long, there was no news at all, but the young mistress found enough evidence in just a few days.

"Young Mistress, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!"

After speaking, An Xiaojing took out something like a voice recorder from her bag.

This is what Leng Yichen brought to himself when he went abroad.

But I didn't expect that it would be able to play its value for the first time.

During the conversation with the dean just now, she had already guessed that the man would reject her request.

Therefore, she put the recording pen in her pocket in advance, and all the conversations with the dean were recorded by her.

"Young mistress, this!"

Chengfeng didn't understand what it meant.

"In short, you trust me, there is nothing wrong with this thing."

An Xiaojing handed the recording pen to Chengfeng.

"Get all the trusted media, and I will tell them in person."

"All right!"

Chengfeng nodded.

After all, it was the information age, and the news quickly spread throughout the entire imperial capital.

That voice was placed No.1 on the hot search list, and this news involved too many things.

"It turns out that it's not something wrong with Leng Shao's bread!"

"Yes, I said at the beginning that it must have nothing to do with Leng Shao, otherwise, why would only Tao Fanfan's daughter be poisoned?"

"Wrong, that's not her daughter, she adopted her from the orphanage!"

All kinds of comments and abuse washed away all the stains on Leng Yichen's body.

An Xiaojing was very satisfied.

But the police station didn't let Leng Yichen go directly, but still detained him.

……

"why?"

Sitting in the office of the Empire Group, An Xiaojing asked Yu Zhenhuan on the phone.

"Isn't the current evidence not enough? People can understand things, why didn't the court give a sentence?"

"Only this one piece of evidence is of course not enough. What the court wants is physical evidence, not people's hearts. If everyone can use sympathy to judge others, then it is useless to ask for the law."

Yu Zhenhuan's voice hovered in her ears.

"However, we can go to the dean and get the information of the child before. Adding this, it should be enough."

An Xiaojing nodded, but before going to the orphanage, she went to the detention center first.

I suddenly wanted to see that person.

There is a big difference between here and the previous environment, at least in the meeting between the two.

The room is spacious enough, and there are lights coming from the top.

Leng Yichen had more scars on his hands.

New injuries and old injuries, the first time, made An Xiaojing feel a little sad.

"Leng Yichen."

An Xiaojing spoke to the man, and sat on the chair calmly.

"Well, long time no see Xiaojing."

It's been a while since we last met.

Leng Yichen's face is paler, maybe it has something to do with his environment where the sun is always out of sight.

"It's a pity. If Han Su's medicine can be used repeatedly."

An Xiaojing looked at the scar on Leng Yichen's hand and reacted like this for the first time.

"this is nothing."

Leng Yichen smiled, and looked at the scar on his arm with an understatement.

"What is nothing. Leng Yichen, apart from life and death, do you take everything else lightly? Have you never cared about anything?"

An Xiaojing asked, after only a few days of living a peaceful life, this person lost all fighting spirit.

She doesn't appreciate people who are numb and unmotivated.

"Well, you must think it's too ugly, yes, it's a bit ugly."

Leng Yichen commented on his scar, An Xiaojing really wanted to roll her eyes.

"However, I heard from Chengfeng that you found new evidence."

The man's expression finally became serious.

He locked his eyes on An Xiaojing's face and listened to her voice, it seemed to be better.

"Well, I suspected before that the girl who was poisoned was not Tao Fanfan's child at all. I saved her child, and her skin would be fairer. But the baby girl is different."

An Xiaojing spoke.

"So, you went to find her daughter?"

"Not this one."

An Xiaojing answered very honestly.