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

What's going on?

what happened?

Xiaoli?

Yes, what about Xiaoli?

An Xiaojing felt nervous, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

"Where's Xiaoli? Leng Yichen?"

She looked around again, why didn't she see Xiao Li?

Shaking her head vigorously, An Xiaojing felt her head was heavy.

When I touched the top of my head with my hand, I realized that I had already put on white gauze.

"Xiao Li is gone."

There is an undetectable abyss in Leng Yichen's eyes.

He hid his emotions very well, except for a small mountain stacked between his eyebrows.

"Gone?"

An Xiaojing repeated, feeling like she had fallen from the [-]th floor and couldn't hear anything anymore.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing!"

Leng Yichen's hands were already close to An Xiaojing's side, he really wanted to pass some of his strength on her shoulders.

But An Xiaojing became very dull and dull.

As if not angry.

"I've sent someone to look for it, sorry, I'm a little late."

He apologized over and over again.

When I arrived here, An Xiaojin had already been sent to the infirmary by the hotel staff.

Seeing that there was still blood on her head, he panicked immediately.

Look at the child again, it's gone.

Leng Yichen instantly understood the other party's purpose.

Just want to leave.

Then, he will soon be able to judge who it is.

Didn't the person who threatened An Xiaojing before use Xiaoli as a handle?

Now that Xiao Li has returned to them, he has no weapon to threaten An Xiaojing, so he can only snatch the child back.

So, the people behind this are the key.

But Leng Yichen was not worried about the child's safety, since that person hadn't made any big moves towards Xiaoli in the past two years, he wouldn't act rashly this time either.

"But, did you find it?"

An Xiaojing asked, her eyes full of melancholy and uneasiness.

She was a little afraid to face reality.

"It will be found."

Leng Yichen said, giving her a very reassuring look.

"can you?"

"Believe me, I sent Chengfeng, there are many people under Chengfeng's subordinates, they will definitely find Xiaoli."

Leng Yichen explained.

But An Xiaojing couldn't listen at all, and her mood was very restless.

She got up and wanted to find Xiaoli.

"I also need to go."

"Xiaojing!"

Leng Yichen insisted on pressing An Xiaojing on the bed.

"You're already hurt!"

"I do not care!"

"I care!"

Leng Yichen almost shouted out.

An Xiaojing's current reactionary mood is really prone to accidents.

"Have you ever wondered who would take Xiaoli away?"

"How would I know?"

An Xiaojing shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"Xiaojing, it's not someone else, do you understand?"

Leng Yichen suddenly lowered his voice, but An Xiaojing couldn't understand what he said for a moment.

Even the look in his eyes was a little strange.

"Leng Yichen, what do you mean by what you said?"

She looked at the person in front of her seriously, with an emotion called despair in her eyes.

For a moment, she thought of what Yu Zhenhuan said before.

Yu Zhenhuan told himself that Leng Yichen is a person who hides many secrets.

So?

What does he know?

"Do you know who are Xiaoli's biological parents? Could it be that Xiaoli's biological parents took him away?"

An Xiaojing's spine suddenly felt cold.

The man in black also told her that she and Leng Yichen were depriving others of their right to be parents.

So, are they Xiaoli's biological parents?

"kindness!"

Leng Yichen nodded, it doesn't mean that he is in a state of denial.

Of course he knew whose child Xiao Li was, but An Xiaojing was obviously not in the mood right now.

Is it okay to tell her?

"Who?"

An Xiaojing asked, there was too much pain and helplessness in her eyes, at that moment, Leng Yichen felt distressed.

"Xiaojing, Xiaoli will be fine. I will guarantee you this. As for who his parents are, you will naturally know in the future."

Leng Yichen looked at the person whose complexion was getting paler and paler, and felt extremely distressed.

He also wants children, but is already looking for them now.

"You have a good rest, even if it's my business to find Xiao Li, you are already injured now, I may not be able to bear another accident."

Leng Yichen stood up from the bed, moved a little further away from An Xiaojing, and planned to walk out the door.

"what are you doing?"

"I'm going to look for the child. I've said it all. Let me do this. You can take a good rest now."

His tone was not a request, but an order.

He was right, now that the child is gone, it is impossible for An Xiaojing's appearance to reverse the reality.

And the purpose of the other party is very clear, that is, the child.

Maybe, as soon as he leaves, An Xiaojing will receive a call from the man who threatened her.

Leng Yichen was very thoughtful and knew what to do at this moment.

"I also need to go."

An Xiaojing emphasized.

"Don't make trouble. My heart is really limited. I'm sorry, Xiaojing."

He suddenly apologized.

Perhaps, if they rushed over earlier and stayed with Xiaoli directly, there would be no accidents between their mother and son.

But he let An Xiaojing and Xiao Li stay together.

Even anyone, seeing such a pair of mother and child, would make a move.

Leng Yichen blamed himself for his carelessness, An Xiaojing shook her head.

The head is still heavy and painful.

"Don't move, I will tell you directly if there is any news, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, Leng Yichen went out of the room.

An Xiaojing couldn't fall asleep anyway.

Thinking of the scene of him fainting just now, someone did surprise him from behind.

However, she had no other damage other than a head injury.

Except for the children, those people didn't seem to have much interest in her.

So, who will it be?

The purpose?

While An Xiaojing was still thinking about the answer to the question, the phone rang.

Another unknown number.

"Hey!"

"Long time no see, Young Mistress Leng!"

This voice was different from that of the man in black before.

There is a bit too much yin and evil mixed together in this voice.

The voice was that of a man, but with a hint of charm.

This man must be like a monster.

"It's you!"

An Xiaojing guessed it was the young master.

"Otherwise, who else would be? If you want to exchange Xiaoli for your own son, you'd be better off. You'd just forget about the existence of your own son and treat Xiaoli as your child. Do you know that this is ridiculous?"

The young master sarcastically said.

"Where's my son?"

An Xiaojing's heart sank suddenly, and she couldn't help asking.

"Yo! Ask my son? Which one are you asking? The one you picked up or the one you gave birth to?"

The young master's inhumane opening gave An Xiaojing the urge to smash her phone.

"Is Xiaoli in your hands?"

An Xiaojing asked, her tone could feel the man's anger through the screen.