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

An Xiaojing's expression was very heartless.

He didn't have any nostalgia for the person in front of him, and his tone was very blunt.

"Is everything you say true?"

Leng Yichen asked, the whole person seemed to be stunned.

"Of course, Leng Yichen, why should I lie to you?"

Her tone, like the winter air, can freeze.

What An Xiaojing saw was Leng Yichen's extremely hurt eyes.

"Well. So, why did you come back?"

Leng Yichen asked, his voice was also somewhat desperate.

"No reason. Leng Yichen, you should know this better than me."

She understood that Leng Yichen had definitely investigated herself secretly, but he never showed it.

Therefore, there is not even the most fundamental trust between them.

And trust is the most important thing between two people.

"But I don't mind at all."

"But I don't mind!"

An Xiaojing twitched the corners of her mouth and sneered.

Leng Yichen didn't know anything, and he didn't know that they had another child who was threatened by others and was in dire straits.

As parents, why should they live happily and talk about love here?

Is she eligible?

"What do you mind? Isn't everything in the past gone?"

"Of course not. Leng Yichen, that's what I said. I'll be really happy if the previous things can pass."

An Xiaojing vigorously shook off Leng Yichen's arm that was on her body.

Then go in the other direction.

At that moment, she felt that the soles of her feet were frozen, and she felt extremely heavy when she walked.

She didn't even know where else she could go.

But, it seems there is no way to go back.

Unexpectedly, it would be such an easy thing to talk to Leng Yichen.

An Xiaojing finally got out of everyone's sight, but was alone, entangled by a person.

Tao Yuanfeng followed behind her, and he listened to the entire conversation between An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen just now.

"Cheng Fei!"

He still called her that way, only in this way can he get close to the original appearance in his heart.

An Xiaojing turned around and saw Tao Yuanfeng.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard the conversation between you and Leng Yichen just now!"

From Tao Yuanfeng's expression, it could be seen that there seemed to be a secret joy in it.

Maybe An Xiaojing's unhappy life is a good thing for him.

"Oh?"

An Xiaojing twitched her lips.

"So, are you telling me to lie to me?"

Tao Yuanfeng continued to ask.

"what?"

"Tell me, have you always liked me, but for various reasons, you can't say it. Isn't it?"

……

This is self-anesthesia, who taught him.

An Xiaojing was speechless.

"You think too much, I have different feelings for you and Leng Yichen."

"Of course, do you know? Lin Shui'er is pregnant. I didn't want her to be pregnant. It's just that I drank a lot that day."

Tao Yuanfeng explained in a panic, while An Xiaojing looked at him with an indifferent expression and listened to everything he said.

"I drank too much and thought she was you!"

"Tao Yuanfeng, you're really an asshole. It's enough that your wife didn't divorce you."

An Xiaojing scolded directly.

She couldn't understand that when a man became someone else's husband and the father of an unborn child, he could say such a thing without responsibility and responsibility.

"But I really like you, and I really just want to be with you. I don't care about all the current status, as long as you say a word, I will really give up everything."

There was some pleading in Tao Yuanfeng's eyes.

But An Xiaojing was already very annoyed, the previous conversation with Leng Yichen made her a little sad, and now this person stood up again...

"It's useless to like, I have someone I like, but I will never be with him in this life, Tao Yuanfeng, for the sake of the child in Lin Shui'er's stomach, you should treat her well."

An Xiao said very heartlessly, then turned around, she didn't know where she could go, but she just kept going.

Tao Yuanfeng looked at the back, as if it was true, from this moment, there will be nothing between the two of them.

Leng Yichen was still standing where he was, when the early winter snow suddenly fell.

Gradually, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, even on his eyelashes, there were traces of falling snowflakes.

"Master!"

Chengfeng held up an umbrella and came over, Leng Yichen had been standing here for a while.

"Master!"

His name is Leng Yichen, that person didn't respond.

"Chengfeng! You're here!"

After a long time, Leng Yichen sensed the people around him as if there was a movement.

His eyes still have expressions, so sad.

"Master, get in the car, it's snowing heavily!"

Chengfeng opened the car door and signaled to Leng Yichen.

"Snow, it's so big!"

Leng Yichen's expression was a bit empty, but all his thoughts were still in front of the conversation with An Xiaojing just now.

The woman told herself that in this life, they were impossible.

She said that meeting herself was like entering hell, and she was suffering all the time.

Is that right?

Therefore, she still minds and broods about the past.

The weather is obviously very cold, but even if Leng Yichen is numb from the cold, he won't feel anything about the coldness.

"What about her? I'm going to find her!"

Suddenly, Leng Yichen seemed to realize that An Xiaojing was no longer by his side, and looked around with flustered eyes. The street scene was already completely white, and An Xiaojing could not be found at all.

"Young Mistress..."

Chengfeng couldn't answer this question either.

"Chengfeng, I'm going to find her, you go back first!"

Leng Yichen insisted that there was nothing Chengfeng could do, but now, he obviously felt that something was wrong with the young master.

"I'll be with you, master!"

"No, she's already angry, I'll go find her alone!"

Leng Yichen spoke.

Then, he walked in the direction An Xiaojing walked just now.

Of course Chengfeng was worried, he drove the car and followed Leng Yichen all the time, not daring to overtake him.

The street scene on the side of the road kept changing, Leng Yichen felt anxious, but he didn't dare to drive around the world looking for her.

It seems that if you can't find her and if you don't go back with yourself if you find her, the former is more acceptable to yourself.

The snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, An Xiaojing pulled her clothes, rubbed her hands together, and let out a sigh of relief.

It was a bit cold, much colder than expected.

Around the corner, there is a bar.

An Xiaojing looked at the cash she was carrying, maybe going in for a drink to warm her body.

The night was getting dark, and she walked straight to the bar alone.

After ordering a glass of wine that I don't usually drink, I suddenly thought of the time when Yu Huanluo got engaged.