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

An Xiaojing's face turned slightly pale, she bit her lips, and looked up at Leng Yichen.

"I am sorry."

Leng Yichen looked at her, with some emotion in his dark eyes, he just stared at An Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing felt a little flustered, the more Leng Yichen said nothing, the more sad it was.

"I changed that contract. I'm sorry..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a strong pull.

With a staggering step, she fell into Leng Yichen's arms.

Leng Yichen clasped An Xiaojing's waist, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay, don't think too much about it."

……

An Xiaojing's face became paler.

She clenched her hands.

At that time the young master threatened her, she had no choice but to focus on dealing with Leng Yichen.

So, she thought of it, and made a little mess with the contract between Leng Yichen and Huanyu Company.

did not expect……

The bad things I did, the retribution really came.

So, God will not let anyone who does something wrong.

She struggled for a while, and finally got out of Leng Yichen's arms.

Looking up, looking at the man's bottomless eyes, my heart trembled a little.

"But, do you really not care? So much money! So much!"

Leng Yichen looked at the person in front of him.

Including all the panic in her eyes at the moment, and the kind of apology to herself, suddenly became very distressed.

Leng Yichen shook his head, and pressed a light kiss on An Xiaojing's forehead.

"It's okay, the money is not much."

not much?

Counting down to almost one billion!

"Go home, you are very tired today."

He turned around and didn't look at An Xiaojing again, but it made the people here feel even more sad.

An Xiaojing never thought that when Leng Yichen fell into her hands, she would not be as happy as she imagined.

Yes, she has changed.

Everyone has changed.

On the way back, the two of them didn't talk much. Leng Yichen knew that whatever he said now might step on An Xiaojing's minefield.

Simply do not say good.

Back at the villa, Xiaoli had already fallen asleep, An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen went directly upstairs to the bedroom.

She was so bored that she didn't even look at the child.

Leng Yichen understood her, approached from behind, and hugged her into his arms.

"Don't think too much! It's late, aren't you tired? Go to bed."

"Leng Yichen, if you don't like me, just say it! Don't do that."

She didn't understand that she had caused this man to lose so much money, yet he chose to forgive without making a fuss.

If the person in front of him is Leng Yichen, he really has changed a lot from the previous person.

Leng Yichen looked at the person in front of him seriously.

Her eye sockets were very red, and the eyes were soaked in water droplets, which were crystal clear and very beautiful.

It's just that in these eyes, there is a heart-wrenching sadness and despair.

"Sleep. I'll settle this matter."

Leng Yichen patted her head again.

An Xiaojing was tired and could only close her eyes.

In the middle of the night, Leng Yichen came out of the bedroom, acting cautiously.

"Chengfeng!"

"Master! It's so late!"

"Put that one billion into the Huanyu Company's account, yes, I don't want that one billion."

"Okay, young master!"

Chengfeng didn't hesitate, and followed Leng Yichen's instructions.

One billion, such a large sum, Leng Yichen's voice didn't sound nervous, but rather lazy.

Yu Zhenhuan likes to make trouble like this, so let's keep making trouble.

He can accompany.

and……

In the dark night, Leng Yichen's eyes became more and more unpredictable.

The next day, Xiao Li obediently got up early and sat at the dining table to eat.

When An Xiaojing woke up, she saw Leng Yichen and Xiao Li sitting together, and he carefully helped the child pour milk into the cup.

They are all children's tableware, Leng Yichen is really a careful person.

Before she could go down, Leng Yichen's phone rang.

"Master, I sent the money, but the other party wants to add more."

Chengfeng reported the truth.

Leng Yichen snorted.

Yu Zhenhuan opened his mouth like a lion now.

"Giving him one billion yuan is not enough? It seems that I have to visit in person."

His tone was still very gentle, and he couldn't see the emotion at the moment at all.

An Xiaojing felt a little uncomfortable.

One billion, he said no and no.

But he went downstairs anyway, with a stiff expression on his face.

Seeing her coming down, Leng Yichen laughed.

"Let's eat quickly."

An Xiaojing walked towards him, Leng Yichen handed her the water glass in his hand: "Drink some water."

"That billion..."

An Xiaojing was still brooding over the money.

When Leng Yichen heard this, a smile flitted across his lips.

He held An Xiaojing's hand.

An Xiaojing felt the warmth from her wrist.

"Your company...is it okay to lose this one billion?"

She regretted it as soon as she said it, what is it?

Who likes loose money for nothing.

"Are you worried about me?"

"Will your company fail?"

Leng Yichen smiled: "Of course not."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and pinched An Xiaojing's face.

"I said it's fine."

An Xiaojing was full of worries, but sat in front of Xiaoli.

The child ate deliciously, seeing An Xiaojing happily called Mommy.

An Xiaojing smiled at Xiaoli.

"Guy Xiao, Xiaoli, Mommy will send you to the Children's Palace later."

Xiaoli nodded, but he was already full.

An Xiaojing sent the child to the Children's Palace instead of the Imperial Group.

No, she did something wrong.

should take responsibility.

One billion Leng Yichen is nothing, but this account has already taken root in his heart.

She called Yu Zhenhuan.

"What's the matter?" Yu Zhenhuan's gentle voice came lazily from the phone.

"Brother Zhenhuan, I have something to ask you. At one o'clock in the afternoon, at the teahouse near your company."

An Xiaojing sat in the tea bar holding a cup of tea, and waited for a long time before Yu Zhenhuan walked in.

He glanced at the tea bar, and when he saw An Xiaojing, he slowly walked towards her again.

Sitting opposite An Xiaojing, ordered a cup of strong tea, and looked at the person in front of her quite casually.

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

An Xiaojing looked at him and clenched the teacup in her hand.

It is impossible for him not to know the purpose of coming here.

Such Yu Zhenhuan made people feel a little strange.

And the originally boiling hot tea in her hand had already turned completely cold, without heat, but full of coldness was transmitted to her palm through the teacup.

"Brother Zhenhuan, can you let Leng Yichen go?"

Yu Zhenhuan seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and didn't answer for a long while, and then smiled lightly.

"Xiaojing, what are you talking about?"

His attitude does not reveal his emotions, and now the relationship with each other is rigid, but Yu Zhenhuan seems to be okay.

"Brother Zhenhuan, I'm begging you."

"ask?"

After hearing this, Yu Zhenhuan chuckled again.

There was a coldness in An Xiaojing's dark eyes which made her unable to sense emotion, but Yu Zhenhuan hid it well.