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

Because he knew that everything An Xiaojing said was correct!

"why……"

"Because of my brother. He held me in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and I was a little princess by his side! No matter how old I grow up, he still spoils me like he did when I was a child! He is the belief in my heart! He is the person I admire the most , I always thought he was the most powerful in this world!"

"But... that's the person in my heart. He is lying in the hospital now, and he may never wake up!"

"What's up with him?"

"He became a vegetable and was sent to America by my stepmother. She threatened me that if I don't marry Leng Yichen, I won't give him good treatment! So I have no choice...I can only marry him!"

"Don't... be sad." He hoarsely said, not knowing how to comfort her.

An Xiaojing shook her head, "I just want to find my brother and bring him back to China!"

"where is he?"

"I don't know, the stepmother just said that she sent her brother to a high-end nursing home in the United States! But I think she should not be so kind!"

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

"America?" Leng Chenxi raised his eyebrows, and then a smile appeared, "I have many friends in the United States, I can help you find out!"

An Xiaojing was ecstatic, "Really?"

Seeing her like this, Leng Chenxi's eyes flashed with determination, and his two hands on both sides clenched into a fist!

"Really! Give me your brother's photo and when did he go to the United States! Which nursing home you live in, tell me as long as you know!"

An Xiaojing's eyes sparkled, "Okay! Then I'll go back and compile a document and give it to you!"

After returning to the room, An Xiaojing found that Leng Yichen was not in her room, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she was afraid to see his eyes, under his gaze, she might not even be able to make up a lie.

Today's scene is full of suspense like a movie. Why did the studio suddenly disappear?Also turned into an abandoned warehouse?

An Xiaojing felt like she was having a dream, and all of this was just woven by herself.

Perhaps there is no "man as warm as the sun" at all, and there is no studio, and even those paintings may be an illusion!

After sorting out the information with great difficulty, An Xiaojing checked it again, and climbed into bed after making sure that no information was missed.

Drowsiness struck, before An Xiaojing fell asleep, she decided to go to the studio again tomorrow to find out...

……

It was already afternoon when An Xiaojing woke up.

The first time she ran to the warehouse...

No, it is not a warehouse anymore, it has become a studio again!

An Xiaojing stared wide-eyed at the man in the studio, who was taking a nap with his eyes closed.

She walked over in a daze, patted his shoulder lightly, and woke him up.

The man smiled and looked at her, still so sunny, smiling like an angel descending in the afternoon.

An Xiaojing was excited: "You know, I saw a person who looks exactly like you in this house. I told them about you, but they didn't believe me...Can you come with me? I'll take you with me." Are you going to see them?"

The man shook his head, deep in his eyes was deep rejection.

An Xiaojing was puzzled: "Why don't you come with me and go out to meet people with me? Do you know? I'm about to have a nervous breakdown. I always thought you were Leng Chenxi, but you weren't. Then who are you?

Who are you?I asked everyone, and they all told me that this place is just an abandoned warehouse, and there is no studio at all, but I clearly saw the studio, saw you?Am I dreaming all this?Or am I imagining it? "

The more An Xiaojing talked, the more sad she became, but the man in front of her still shook her head and did not speak.

An Xiaojing was completely pissed off: "You never want to say a word to me, are you really unwilling to say it? Or are you just dumb?"

The man was stunned, his eyes were extremely sad, and he looked at her sadly, An Xiaojing was stunned by the expression on his face...

It turned out that he was really dumb!

No wonder he didn't want to go out!No wonder he wants to hide!All because he is dumb!So I don't want to see anyone, I feel inferior!

Thinking of this, An Xiaojing looked at him very apologetically, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I really don't know... I shouldn't have talked to you so loudly just now... I'm sorry..."

An Xiaojing stared at him blankly, his face was so handsome that she was dazed——

Could this person be Leng Yichen?

An Xiaojing was taken aback by her sudden thought, and couldn't help shivering!

It's just... Leng Yichen doesn't have such a gentle temperament at all, it's impossible to look at her so dotingly!Apart from his poisonous tongue, he was indifferent to her!

And Leng Yichen goes to work every day, and she hears the sound of the car coming back every day!

And this man is at home every day, in the studio, it is simply impossible...

An Xiaojing shook her head vigorously.

The man standing in front of An Xiaojing chuckled, and he came over to hold her hand, and his warm palm immediately wrapped around her hand, and at the same time, the palm of his hand unconsciously sweated a little.

"You..." A suspicious blush appeared on An Xiaojing's jade-like face.

He took her hand and sat in front of the easel, pressed her on the chair, picked up the pen and handed it to her, and at the same time held her hand.

An Xiaojing was startled, the man embraced her from behind, and sketched a picture stroke by stroke on the easel.

The blush on An Xiaojing's face immediately extended behind her ears, she had never been hugged like this before.

It turns out that this feeling is so...warm...

She was absent-minded, and had no idea what he was leading her to draw!

Until he let go of her hand.

An Xiaojing was startled, and saw that there were two people sitting in front of the window in the painting, but the people in the painting only had profiles, but no faces.

An Xiaojing looked at the outline carefully, and felt more and more that the girl in the painting was herself!

She turned her head and pointed to herself in disbelief.

The man nods and smiles.

Immediately, he picked up a pencil and wrote on the drawing paper: Sent to you, my—angel

It was the first time he spoke to her.

Although only written.

There were ripples in An Xiaojing's heart. At that moment, she felt that nothing was important!

The man suddenly patted her on the shoulder, his eyes flickering with reluctance.

An Xiaojing glanced out the window, the black car drove in slowly, it was Leng Yichen who came back...