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

"Leng Chenxi, you really don't want to listen to me?" An Xiaojing stared at Leng Chenxi closely.

"What do you think?" Leng Chenxi snorted coldly, with a little impatience in her voice.

An Xiaojing frowned.

"You don't even care about your brother?"

"Brother?" Leng Chenxi asked back, a deep light flashed across his eyes instantly.

A sense of clarity flashed across An Xiaojing's heart.

There was a sneer in her heart, and a shallow and cold smile was slowly outlined on her face, raising her eyebrows.

"Leng Chenxi, are you going to force him to die?"

Leng Chenxi's heart skipped a beat, his eyes swept over An Xiaojing, and he pursed his lips.

"You don't need to spray people with blood."

An Xiaojing touched her neck, it still hurt a little, she suddenly chuckled.

"Is it you who persecuted Leng Yichen's company?"

Leng Chenxi knew that An Xiaojing had understood the situation.

She's really, really smart.

Leng Chenxi's eyes suddenly sank.

Now that An Xiaojing knew about it, there was no need to hide it from her anymore.

Simply, Leng Chenxi nodded: "So what if it's me?"

An Xiaojing sneered in her chest, took a few steps towards Leng Chenxi, and stood in front of Leng Chenxi.

"You are really not the Chenxi I know."

He is very strange now.

"Leng Yichen has always believed in you." An Xiaojing frowned.

Leng Chenxi's dark eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred, but she didn't answer any more.

An Xiaojing left Leng Chenxi behind.

When leaving the wedding hall, Leng Yichen obviously felt that something was wrong with An Xiaojing, but he didn't ask her why.

An Xiaojing frowned slightly, and glanced at Leng Yichen lightly, not planning to tell him that she just had an argument with his brother.

"Leng Yichen."

"En?" Leng Yichen looked down at her and raised his eyebrows.

"Have your parents ever persecuted anyone?" An Xiaojing asked softly.

Leng Yichen frowned, thought carefully for a while, then shook his head slowly.

An Xiaojing originally thought it was not, but Leng Yichen said slowly, "I don't know."

This……

Wei Wei raised her eyes to look at him, cast a blank look, and asked again: "Then have your parents ever been framed?"

Leng Yichen didn't even think about it this time, he just shook his head: "No."

Also, how could she ask other people's parents if they had done anything harmful.

Leng Yichen looked at her.

"Why do you ask me that?"

An Xiaojing shook her head, bit the corner of her lips, and stopped talking.

Early the next morning, An Xiaojing just woke up when the phone rang.

She took the phone and looked at it, it was Yu Huanluo.

She picks up the phone.

"Huanluo, what's the matter?"

"Xiaojing, do you have something to do today? Come out, I have something to tell you."

Yu Huanluo's voice sounded a little anxious.

"Well, let's go to the original coffee shop?" An Xiaojing suggested.

After hanging up the phone, An Xiaojing casually put on casual clothes and went out.

When Yu Huanluo arrived at the coffee shop, An Xiaojing ordered a cup of coffee and waited for Yu Huanluo.

After a while, Yu Huanluo ran over in a hurry.

"Xiaojing, are you in a hurry?" Yu Huanluo sat across from An Xiaojing, raised her hand for a glass of water, and took a sip.

"It's okay, Huan Luo, what are you looking for in such a hurry?" An Xiaojing smiled slightly.

Yu Huanluo didn't answer her, took out a notebook from her bag, and handed it to An Xiaojing along the table.

"Xiaojing, take a look."

An Xiaojing was a little puzzled, took it, opened it to take a look, her face suddenly became a lot of shock.

She raised her eyes to look at Yu Huanluo, but saw her pale cheeks, biting her lower lip tightly.

"Huanluo, you and your brother..." An Xiaojing looked at Yu Huanluo in shock.

"We are not biological brothers and sisters." Yu Huanluo's voice sounded hoarse.

An Xiaojing stared at the flamboyant handwriting on the paper:

We adopted a boy named Yu Zhenhuan.

He was adopted by us in the orphanage, sitting in a corner, neither crying nor fussing, only his eyes were wide open.

When we were close to him, we felt that he was a gift from God when we were very young.

So we adopted him.

We are not going to let Zhenhuan know that he was adopted by us.

We hope that he and Huan Luo can become good siblings.

……

after, after...

What happened after that?

"Afterwards, Mom and Dad got into a car accident, and it was just me and my brother." Yu Huanluo's body seemed to be shaking, as if he was suppressing the great sadness that suddenly gushed out of his body.

An Xiaojing looked at her, a trace of worry flashed across her eyes, and she frowned.

"Brother Zhenhuan...he still doesn't know?"

Yu Huanluo's face was pale and pale, and her lips were almost oozing thick blood from being bitten by her.

After hearing An Xiaojing's words, she slowly raised her head, revealing a pair of beautiful black pupils.

However, those eyes were full of sadness and confusion, and there was a faint emptiness in them.

"Well, brother, he doesn't know yet." Yu Huanluo nodded, her crisp voice was suppressed very low by her.

"Where did you get this book?" An Xiaojing was puzzled, how did Yu Huanluo suddenly get such an important thing.

"I went home to pick up something, but I didn't expect it to be in the wooden box I used to store things when I was a child."

Yu Huanluo thought about it.

"Are you going to tell him?" An Xiaojing went to the notebook and handed it to her again, her voice deliberately soft.

Yu Huanluo was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to recover, and he shook his head slowly: "Look again, my brother must be very sad when he finds out."

An Xiaojing nodded.

Yu Zhenhuan, Leng Chenxi...

Yu Zhenhuan, Leng Chenxi...

An Xiaojing bit her lips violently, her eyes sank slightly, and her mind immediately cleared up.

She suddenly realized that, back then, one of Yu Zhenhuan and Leng Chenxi was sent to Yu's house, while the other was sent to Leng's house.

An Xiaojing has been very anxious recently. She really wanted to understand the truth of the matter, but it was very confusing.

Things are like a mess of threads, tangled together, no matter how you manage it, you can't straighten it out.

She really wanted to know what happened back then?

What happened that caused that incident to develop like this?

If one detail is wrong, will it always be wrong to the end, instead of like it is now?

She was very interested in what happened back then, but she was helpless and powerless.

In order to relieve her nervousness and powerlessness, An Xiaojing decided to go shopping.

An Xiaojing changed into a cool outfit, changed her shoes into flat-heeled ones, tied up her long hair slightly, smiled slightly, and went out with her bag.

Tired from shopping, An Xiaojing ran to the coffee shop to rest with a few bags.

After ordering a cup of coffee, An Xiaojing slowly stirred the coffee with a spoon and took a sip.

The mellow taste of the slightly bitter coffee lingered on her tongue, and she closed her eyes bitterly.