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

On the other mobile phone, no one may contact him.

What was that young master thinking?

An Xiaojing's chest was a little stuffy.

She suddenly thought of what Leng Yichen said to herself when she got into the police car.

He is in her ear, such a soft voice, full of tenderness.

He said: I love you.

This is his computer password.

An Xiaojing's mouth hooked involuntarily.

In the end, she chose Tao Yuanfeng.

She is going to find Tao Yuanfeng, and then find a way to rescue Leng Yichen.

An Xiaojing didn't even know why she did this, but she still chose this way.

The agreed location is a very hidden coffee shop.

Tao Yuanfeng had already arrived.

When An Xiaojing came in, the man's eyes were full of surprise.

"Young Mistress Leng? Where's Cheng Fei?"

Tao Yuanfeng asked.

"Cheng Fei is me!"

An Xiaojing spoke to the man without any intention of hiding.

His expression was indifferent.

"It's you?"

Tao Yuanfeng looked at An Xiaojing contemptuously, only to realize that, except for her face and Cheng Fei's, other temperament characteristics of this woman were 100% compatible.

"Have you had plastic surgery?"

What Tao Yuanfeng saw was a face that was a hundred times prettier than before.

His heart seemed to be moved by it.

"Not really."

This answer was from her heart.

This face is her original appearance, why do you say she has plastic surgery?

"I felt strange, why Cheng Fei disappeared all of a sudden, and turned into another person."

Tao Yuanfeng twitched the corner of his mouth.

"However, I never cared about your appearance. I never cared about what you look like."

Tao Yuanfeng said bluntly: "Then, what about the marriage contract with Leng Yichen?"

"I married him."

An Xiaojing's answer was not vague at all.

"What? Is it true?"

Tao Yuanfeng's face darkened suddenly, as if he had entered an ice cellar.

"Written in black and white. Tao Yuanfeng, I'm here as promised. Then, should you tell me what happened?"

An Xiaojing asked,

"Did you think I would tell you?"

Tao Yuanfeng's expression suddenly became a little cold, and he looked straight at An Xiaojing.

"Then how do you let him go?"

An Xiaojing asked.

But Tao Yuanfeng didn't answer at all.

"Be a non-returner and marry me. I will let him go."

"impossible!"

An Xiaojing retorted.

"Or, are you plotting against Leng Yichen just for this day?"

"Then you think too much. Leng Shao is a capable person. How much effort did I have to put in to lock him in? How much painstaking effort did I put into it? Of course it's not for my own children's affair!"

Tao Yuanfeng's face suddenly evoked a very sinister arc, and he said with some suspicion, "But, if you marry me, all the hard work I wasted on him is worth throwing away."

He looked at the incomparably beautiful face in front of him, his skin was like creamy fat, and his eyes were like a starry sky.

Very beautiful.

"dream."

An Xiaojing hit back fiercely, and then ran out of the shop.

The mood of the whole person was at a low point.

Then he called the young master.

"You chose to see Tao Yuanfeng, so don't come to me."

"how do you know?"

An Xiaojing looked around.

"What's the purpose of your going to see Tao Yuanfeng? Isn't it just to clear Leng Yichen's name? Sure enough, that person's transformation still has a certain influence on you. You don't even have to give up your own son. You can even forget your brother's hatred .”

The young master spoke to An Xiaojing very ruthlessly.

"Where's the baby? Where is he now?"

"The moment you chose Tao Yuanfeng, you gave up your son. So, do you think your son would want to meet a mother who abandoned him?"

"Shut up! You don't say that in front of your kids."

An Xiaojing retorted that she didn't want a child, but that she would not be able to bear the condemnation of her conscience if she went to see the child under such circumstances.

She once said that she was not selfish enough to deprive children of their fatherhood.

So why deal with his dad?

When An Xiaojing was walking towards the Empire Group, Chengfeng's car stopped right in front of her.

"Young mistress, get in the car and go see the young master!"

Chengfeng took the initiative to speak, An Xiaojing nodded, and then got into the car.

"Can I go see him? How's the situation inside now?"

She was still a little anxious.

This kind of anxiety, I don't know where to start, but it makes her very uncomfortable.

"Those who have the young master inside, they didn't make things difficult for the young master, but it will take a while to get the young master out."

Chengfeng's brows gradually froze.

"Things that even he can't do anything about, this time..."

An Xiaojing's hands overlapped involuntarily.

Chengfeng stopped talking too much, and soon, the two of them arrived at their destination.

An Xiaojing got out of the car, and Chengfeng followed behind her.

"Young Mistress, let's go!"

"kindness!"

The gatekeepers had greeted them in advance, so they didn't make things difficult for them. After entering directly, An Xiaojing's heart began to beat violently.

And when seeing Leng Yichen again, An Xiaojing may never forget that person's appearance.

The clothes he was wearing were gray, and he was in good spirits, but there were some stubbles on his face.

I don't have time to take care of it.

"You came?"

When Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing, that was the first question he asked.

The other party nodded. In a small room, at a table, two people sat facing each other.

Chengfeng went out.

"This treatment is considered good. At least it won't be a problem for us to meet each other."

Leng Yichen said with a smile.

"Is there nothing we can do?"

An Xiaojing spoke, her brows furrowed.

"There is monitoring here, we can't say too much."

Leng Yichen leaned his head over and whispered in An Xiaojing's ear.

"kindness!"

She was a little helpless.

"Today, I went to see Tao Yuanfeng. No matter who the instigator of this incident is, Tao Yuanfeng seems to be very clear about it."

An Xiaojing looked at Leng Yichen.

"Looking for him?"

A trace of displeasure flashed across Leng Yichen's face.

"I always thought he could help you."

"Don't think too much, I'm here, I'll always get out. It's all a matter of time."

Leng Yichen could have guessed that once An Xiaojing went to beg the Tao family, it meant that a new unequal treaty would be signed.

Then it's not worth it.

At least for him.

"Leng Yichen, if the Tao family doesn't let you go, what will they do?"

"It's good to find evidence. Now, we don't have any evidence."

Leng Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if thinking about something.

"I'm really glad you came to see me."

The man suddenly raised his head and met An Xiaojing's eyes.

In the air, there seems to be a smell called missing.