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

"Leng Yichen!"

There was panic in her eyes,

She is very scared.

His body couldn't help shivering, why did he never think about what would happen to him if Leng Yichen caught her, the ghost?

Five horses dismembered?

The man's eyes gradually returned to temperature, especially when he saw the panic in An Xiaojing's eyes, he couldn't bear to see a very delicate woman in front of him.

He knew that An Xiaojing dealt with him everywhere, and that she was able to do this, and tampered with the Lin family's contract, there must be her own reasons.

But why couldn't she trust herself and tell herself the reasons?

Can she always achieve her so-called goal by always taking it on herself and then repeatedly framing her?

If so, what if the Imperial Group gave her all?

But Leng Yichen finally softened his heart.

He didn't want to force her at all, and he didn't want to hurt her.

He gradually lifted his body up and stopped persecuting that person.

"Well, why are you so afraid of me? You know I won't do anything to you."

Leng Yichen sighed, he had nothing to do with her long ago.

An Xiaojing's hair was still a little messy, she didn't let go of all her guard until Leng Yichen's body was straightened.

Soon, he rolled himself up with a quilt and didn't even change his clothes.

"I'm going out, you change your pajamas before going to bed."

Leng Yichen glanced at An Xiaojing, then left the room.

She was relieved when she heard Kuang's door closing.

This time, did I do the right thing?

"Chengfeng!"

Coming out of the bedroom, Leng Yichen called Chengfeng.

"Master!"

Chengfeng's voice was still so meticulous, even though it was already night, his answer was still very energetic.

"Well, what happened to the number I asked you to check?"

"Yes, master, in fact, that number and the previous mobile phone incident, it is very likely that the manipulator behind it is one person."

"I know this!"

Leng Yichen nodded, originally he was alone, and An Xiaojing was just instigating behind the scenes.

"From the number you gave, I have contacted all communications departments, and this is not a domestic call."

"Not domestic?"

Leng Yichen asked in surprise.

But obviously the other party speaks Chinese.

"Yes, I will continue to follow up the clues in the future."

Chengfeng's voice wafted through the phone.

"So, what about Chen Xi?"

Leng Yichen asked.

He didn't want to mention it.

"Second Young Master, it is indeed inconsistent with the ancestral lineage of the Leng family."

Chengfeng's tone was a little regretful.

"Well, then, what happened back then? Why did Chen Xi become my younger brother?"

"This... After all, so many years have passed, I will continue to investigate the life experience of the second young master. I will give you the most accurate information later."

Chengfeng said.

"it is good!"

Leng Yichen hung up the phone.

Uncle Lin, at some point, had already stood behind him.

His eyes were a little deep, looking at Leng Yichen's back.

Perhaps, he already knew a lot of things.

This child has also grown up.

When An Xiaojing fell asleep completely, Leng Yichen left the living room and walked to the bedroom.

Then he changed into his pajamas and lay down beside her.

It doesn't matter how An Xiaojing deals with herself.

At night, when she sleeps next to her, she feels inexplicably at ease.

Therefore, for this feeling, it is impossible for him to drive away the woman beside him.

When did my dependence on her reach this point?

Leng Yichen smiled wryly.

When he woke up the next day, Leng Yichen was not in a hurry to leave.

The first person An Xiaojing saw when she opened her eyes was looking at her with eyes fixed on her.

"Leng Yichen?"

An Xiaojing couldn't help screaming, the other party nodded, and then looked away.

Getting off the bed and changing her clothes, An Xiaojing just admired everything about Leng Yichen in a daze.

Including his naked upper body in front of him.

It really is……

People can't help but want to drool.

"Leng Yichen, your figure is really good, it would be a pity not to debut as a star."

Hearing this, the other party gave her a blank look.

Then continue to tidy yourself up.

"Christmas is coming soon, is there anything you want?"

Leng Yichen took the initiative to ask.

……

Is he going to give himself a gift?

An Xiaojing's eyes are full of puzzlement

"camera"

She wanted a camera very much. She took a photography class when she was in college.

I gradually became obsessed with things like images.

But later, following Leng Yichen's ridiculous marriage with himself, his interest disappeared.

"Well, I see."

Leng Yichen nodded, and went out of the bedroom first.

An Xiaojing packed herself up, went to the Imperial Group with Leng Yichen after breakfast.

It's almost Christmas after all.

The streets are full of festive atmosphere, and there is a big Christmas tree at the entrance of many shopping malls.

It was beautifully furnished.

"Leng Yichen, the atmosphere of Christmas is quite strong."

An Xiaojing sighed.

"Well, every year."

Leng Yichen answered simply.

"It is said that you must receive gifts at Christmas, and everyone must give gifts to those around you, whether you hate each other or like each other."

An Xiaojing recalled the scene of spending Christmas with her family when she was a child.

At that time, there were no An Xiya and Jiang Meng.

At that time, it was very simple, only my parents, my brother and myself.

"So you'll give me something too."

Leng Yichen twitched the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile.

"For the sake of the festival, Leng Yichen, what about you, what do you want?"

An Xiaojing asked.

……

A moment of silence.

Leng Yichen had no way to respond to this question immediately.

"Think about everything you want for a long time, forget it, Leng Yichen, think about it slowly. If you tell me before Christmas, let's see if I can satisfy you."

……

Leng Yichen remained silent.

Arriving at the Imperial Group, various departments have arranged the entire building in a festive atmosphere.

An Xiaojing felt particularly festive.

"Let's go, let's go in!"

Leng Yichen pulled his hand over, An Xiaojing forgot the time as she admired the surrounding scene.

However, the two of them held hands like this, and it felt like an intimate couple.

Also like men and women in love.

At the door of the office, Su Muying was standing there.

"Mu Ying." Leng Yichen said, judging by the man's appearance, he must have been here for a while.

"Yichen, Xiaojing." Su Muying's face turned pale, An Xiaojing didn't know what happened.

"What's wrong with you, your face is so scary?" Leng Yichen asked.

If she is not feeling well, go to the doctor.

"Didn't sleep well." Su Muying said simply.

"Then where are you coming?"

"Well, grandma is throwing a Christmas party, so come to it."