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

The phone didn't go through.

Leng Yichen's eyebrows gradually knit together, and he became a little worried again.

"Master, why don't you ask Han Su to come over and see what those white pills are?"

Chengfeng suggested, his tone was also a little anxious.

Chengfeng was also very worried about the coffin.

Leng Yichen nodded.

Chengfeng left the office, and Leng Yichen continued to study the pistol and pills in his own office.

Until someone knocked on the office door again.

Leng Yichen raised his eyes and stared straight ahead.

It's Han Su.

He still looked the same, just dressed a little more formally than usual.

Subtracting the original ruffian look on him, he added a seriousness.

Leng Yichen tickled the corners of his lips and smiled at that person.

"coming?"

"I'm afraid that if I don't come again, Chengfeng will kill me at my house."

Han Su joked that he completely exposed himself when he spoke.

The elegant temperament created by this suit is also gone.

Therefore, people should not be judged by their appearance.

"sit down!"

Leng Yichen pointed to the sofa in front of his chair, Han Su raised his eyebrows.

"It's rare that you are so polite to me. You are not used to it. If you have something to say, just say it."

Han Su laughed, Leng Yichen has become even more incomprehensible than before.

"Here, take a look."

Leng Yichen showed Han Su the small white film just now.

This thing should be an important clue.

"Help me see, what is this?"

Han Su took what Leng Yichen handed to him, and then took out a pair of gloves from the toolbox beside him.

He took another small tweezers, put the small pill in one of his hands, and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

His face gradually became heavy from the initial ease.

In the end, the whole person is not well.

"what happened?"

Seeing Han Su's expression, Leng Yichen asked in a puzzled manner.

"If you eat too much of this stuff, you will lose your memory."

Han Su looked at the small pill and said.

Leng Yichen was also surprised.

Amnesia?

"you sure?"

"Of course, I haven't made a mistake in my judgment. But then, why do you have this thing?"

Han Su asked puzzledly, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If you eat too much of this thing, you will die. How did you get this thing?"

Leng Yichen's face gradually darkened.

Finally understood something.

"Chengfeng found it, and the reason for it is a long story."

Leng Yichen responded briefly, then stared at the small white pill, fascinated.

"Since you can find this thing, who is it supposed to be used on?"

Han Su smiled charmingly.

"No, this method is too low-key."

Leng Yichen said in disdain.

"Okay, I'll keep this pill for you first, and I'll study it when I get back. Maybe I'll know its other effects."

Han Su pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, but Leng Yichen did not refuse.

He directly agreed to the other party, and he believed in Han Su.

"Where is the second young master?"

Han Su asked, he heard that Leng Chenxi's eyes were injured again.

However, Leng Yichen didn't mention this matter to himself, unlike his style.

"Now he's at Yu's house. You know, Yu Zhenhuan is his older brother. So, Chen Xi won't be let go by that person even if he's with that person."

"It's true Yu Zhenhuan, how many years ago things are still so entangled, so obsessed."

Han Su sighed helplessly.

"Maybe one day, this thing will be best for him."

He pointed to the white pill in his hand.

A icy glint flashed in Leng Yichen's eyes, and he squinted at the pill.

"It would be best if he could untie his knots by himself."

Leng Yichen finally sighed.

"Anyway, time will solve everything, and all troubles will be solved."

Han Su said.

Then he left from Leng Yichen's office.

Leng Yichen finished his work and prepared to go home.

At least the day was rewarding.

Amnesia?

Is it really amnesia?

If it is amnesia, what kind of picture can a gun and amnesia pills form?

Leng Yichen didn't dare to imagine.

When we arrived at the villa, before Leng Yichen parked the car, he saw Xiao Li running out.

"Daddy is back."

Xiao Li clapped his hands happily, and An Xiaojing followed behind Xiao Li.

Leng Yichen stopped the car steadily, got out of the car, and hugged Xiao Li with one arm.

This action has become something I do every time I get off work, and it has also become a moment of happiness every day.

"Daddy, puppy."

Xiao Li pointed towards the room, Leng Yichen seemed to understand something.

An Xiaojing smiled at Leng Yichen.

"The puppy is back?"

"Well, it just arrived today, but it's still very small, it hasn't grown up yet, just wait for a while."

An Xiaojing's tone was very gentle, which had a lot to do with the fact that she was still pregnant with a baby.

Leng Yichen walked closer to An Xiaojing.

Hugging Xiao Li, then nodded.

"That's great. From now on, the puppy will grow up and my sister will be born."

Leng Yichen looked at his wife's swollen abdomen, and felt a kind of happiness that was indescribable.

Several people walked into the house.

The bichon christmas that An Xiaojing brought back during the day was obediently lying in her den.

An Xiaojing felt that the cage was too cold, so she made a nest for the puppy.

It was so sweet.

"Dog!"

Xiao Li has already broken free from Leng Yichen's embrace.

Then he walked to the kennel, the dog fell asleep, Xiao Li still touched the dog's body with his chubby little hands.

"Dog."

"Xiao Li, let the dog sleep."

An Xiaojing looked at her son's expression of concern for the dog, not to mention thinking how funny it was.

Xiaoli nodded, then stood up obediently.

An Xiaojing took Xiaoli to the dining table for dinner, and Leng Yichen's phone rang from time to time.

An Xiaojing frowned slightly.

"Your phone is ringing?"

"Oh?"

Leng Yichen seemed to react a little too late, and then hung up.

"It's nothing, client, but I don't like being disturbed when I'm with you."

Leng Yichen spoke bluntly, but An Xiaojing always felt that she had a bad premonition.

"I'm going to Su's house tomorrow, do you remember? It's been one year since Lafayette Su left."

An Xiaojing spoke.

"of course I remember."

Leng Yichen answered readily.

"Of course I won't forget about grandma, and it's such a big deal."

Leng Yichen put down the bowl and chopsticks, with a slightly heavy expression.

An Xiaojing's mood seemed to be affected by him.

"Everyone will leave!"

An Xiaojing spoke again.

"Well, I know. But it's really fast, a year."

Leng Yichen sighed, the glint in his eyes could not see his emotions clearly, An Xiaojing felt very sad.