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

Su Muying left, and An Xiaojing watched her car leave.

"Mummy, that aunt is very familiar."

Xiao Li suddenly opened his mouth, his gaze was still fixed on the direction Su Muying was going away from, and he didn't look back.

An Xiaojing was completely taken aback.

Xiao Li hadn't seen Su Muying much.

Is this kid with a good memory?

However, when I met Yu Huanluo, I didn't see Xiaoli express his opinion like this.

"Why are you familiar?" An Xiaojing asked puzzledly, she squatted down and looked into the eyes of her precious son.

"The smell on your body."

Small leave the mouth.

Also a very serious look.

An Xiaojing laughed immediately.

This child, who can smell other people's body at such a young age, will be fine when he grows up.

An Xiaojing knew that she had also sprayed the perfume on Su Muying's body before.

That one is hot.

This is probably the reason why Xiaoli thinks Su Muying is very familiar.

But his sense of smell is pretty good.

Thinking of this, An Xiaojing looked at her son several times proudly.

I checked the time, it was noon.

Uncle Lin brought up the lunch, Leng Yichen has been in a hurry lately.

It was gone early in the morning.

Xiao Li was tired after playing all morning.

Now his little body was limp on the sofa, staring blankly ahead.

"Xiao Li, come over for dinner."

An Xiaojing called her son, her tone full of affection.

Xiao Li got up from the sofa when he heard her cry, and slowly came over with a small body, not at all like other children, adults can't scream.

"Mommy, where's Daddy?"

Xiaoli asked in a childish voice.

"Daddy is working, will I have dinner with you when I come back tonight?"

An Xiaojing's tone was very gentle.

"I miss Daddy so much."

Xiao Li said.

Now An Xiaojing is jealous.

Can my son not worship Leng Yichen too much?It made me, this mommy, have no sense of existence at all.

But jealousy is jealousy, An Xiaojing still gave him some milk porridge in Xiaoli's small bowl.

This is Uncle Lin's new dish.

This porridge is very nutritious, milk and almonds are mixed together, with a sweet taste, especially suitable for children.

With other vegetables and fruits, this lunch is very nutritious.

An Xiaojing looked at Xiao Li poking her small mouth, not knowing how happy she was.

Leng Yichen was still talking about the coffin with Chengfeng in front of him in the imperial group office.

"What did you say? When you checked later, you disappeared again?"

Leng Yichen's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Yes, young master, that coffin is indeed weird, as if it can move around by itself."

When Chengfeng opened his mouth, his expression was still so serious, as if he was waiting for Leng Yichen's next order.

"Impossible, how can the coffin move around by itself? It must be man-made, and someone must be obstructing it."

Leng Yichen's eyes seemed to have a bottomless ice abyss, and the aura in his whole body became even colder.

"Didn't you say that before? The publisher of that book couldn't be found at all, and the author couldn't be found either. So, could it be that someone deliberately led me to believe the story about the coffin?"

Leng Yichen said suspiciously, his voice softened a bit.

"This is also possible."

Chengfeng replied.

"It seems that I should look for Yu Zhenhuan, since he knows so many stories about that cave."

Leng Yichen murmured as if talking to himself.

Chengfeng stood aside and no longer expressed any constructive opinions.

"Go and find that coffin."

Only by finding that coffin can all things be further studied.

If he really found it, he would open that coffin without fear of death.

It's time to unravel these intertwined secrets.

"Yes, Master!"

Chengfeng nodded and left with a serious face.

Looking at Chengfeng's leaving figure, Leng Yichen couldn't help sighing.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Zhenhuan on his own initiative.

The phone rang quickly.

"Master Leng?"

The other party's voice was still resentful and cold when heard on the phone.

Through the screen, Leng Yichen doesn't even like this person.

"Young Master Yu, come out and meet me."

"Oh? Why should I see you?"

Yu Zhenhuan did not agree in time, but instead asked Leng Yichen in a sinister manner.

"The last time you plotted against me, I didn't even die. Don't you wonder how I escaped?"

Leng Yichen asked with a smile, his attitude was very relaxed, and he didn't look angry at all.

"And, that coffin..."

Leng Yichen paused, and gradually aroused Yu Zhenhuan's curiosity.

"coffin?"

"It is said that the coffin cannot be opened, but after I opened the coffin, don't you wonder what's inside?"

Leng Yichen smiled secretly, he bet that Yu Zhenhuan would definitely meet him, just based on this.

"What is it?"

"If you're curious, come out with the morning light in the afternoon, and I'll tell you."

Leng Yichen's voice gradually returned to normal, and his face turned a little colder here.

Thinking of the last time Chenxi told him that he was put into confinement by Yu Zhenhuan, he was always worried.

Although it was not her own, when Chen Xi grew up beside her, she might not have been treated like this.

Moreover, Leng Yichen seriously suspected that Yu Zhenhuan had developed a serious mental illness during the long-term torture of hatred.

He would never allow Chen Xi to be with such a person.

What if they are brothers? !

"Okay, I promise you."

Yu Zhenhuan spoke in a cold voice.

The two parties made an appointment and hung up the phone one after another.

Yu Zhenhuan was on the other side, of course he understood what Leng Yichen meant.

Since he wanted to take Leng Chenxi with him, of course it was Leng Yichen who wanted to take his brother away from him.

Yu Zhenhuan only agreed to him superficially.

When the time came, Leng Yichen arrived as scheduled.

It took a long time for Yu Zhenhuan to appear.

He was wearing a black suit, and he looked pale and serious.

It seemed to be completely wrapped in black, full of evil spirits.

"Where is Chen Xi? Where did he go?"

Leng Yichen looked around, but couldn't find that familiar figure.

"On the way, I was not with him again."

The corner of Yu Zhenhuan's mouth twitched, with an unexpectedly embarrassed expression.

"You said, you opened that coffin? What's inside?"

Yu Zhenhuan squinted his eyes, and was hiding his strong and ambitious interest in what Leng Yichen was about to say.

"Unless the dawn is here, I won't say it."

Leng Yichen met those eyes that were probing himself, and he didn't give in at all.

Yu Zhenhuan chuckled lightly.

"It seems that I will have to wait a while to find out this shocking secret."