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

"Mu Ying failed your teaching..."

"Mu Ying has done too many wrong things..."

Su Muying blamed herself very much, her eyes were red, and tears fell down.

The red lips were bitten tightly by her, and the teeth marks were slightly white.

Su Muying's voice was choked with sobs, it was very pleasant to hear, but now the very soft voice became a little hoarse.

"Everyone knows..."

"You know what I did wrong..."

In the past, she always looked so vigorous and resolute.

Who would have thought that one day she would kneel on the grave and confess to her dead grandma.

Few people have seen such a humble and self-blaming Su Muying.

"Grandma, can you forgive me? I know that you have always liked Leng Yichen's child very much. When you were alive, you hoped that his wife would give birth to a child as soon as possible."

Su Muying's voice continued to choke.

"However, not only do I know of the existence of that child, but I'm still trying to persecute that child."

She smiled coldly, as if mocking herself.

"All along, my actions have been so selfish. Xiao Jing is right. I almost killed that child and everyone. She had a child before, and she lost it because of me."

The past gradually flooded into Su Muying's mind.

All the past seems to confirm that she is not a good person.

"Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

One after another mournful sighs came miserably.

The light rain in the early winter was still falling, but Su Muying couldn't help crying on her own, as if she didn't feel anything.

Sudden.

A gust of cool wind blows violently, like the coldness that can pierce the bone marrow of a person.

When Su Muying came out of the hotel, she didn't bother to put on her coat again.

Now that the cold wind blows like this, the whole person is completely chilled.

She couldn't help but hugged her arms, her body trembling slightly.

Gradually, she stopped crying, and looked at the tombstone in front of her with dull eyes.

The leaves of the holly there were "rustling" by the wind.

With a sound like crying.

A few leaves fluttered and fell, and landed on her shoulders.

Her eyes were full of numbness, she slowly raised her hand, and gently lowered the leaves on her shoulders.

"Grandma, is that you?"

Su Muying slowly opened her lips, and said a few words dryly.

The voice was very soft, a little hoarse, and full of bitterness and sadness.

Su Muying knelt in front of the tombstone for a long time, and she didn't come back to herself until she started to sneeze.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky.

The sky is grey.

The rain has stopped.

But the cold air after the rain did not dissipate.

She still feels very cold.

Then get up.

It may be because of kneeling for a long time, and my knees hurt a little.

Su Muying staggered twice, and walked slowly behind the tombstone.

There, there is the ashes of my grandma who was buried before.

However, just as she was about to squat down to take a look, she found that grandma's urn behind the tombstone was gone!

Su Muying's eyes widened instantly, and she looked behind the tombstone in disbelief.

"how come?"

In an instant, worry was written on his face.

She obviously put it here.

"Why did it disappear? Grandma..."

The eyes seemed to be dyed crimson, and suddenly filled with a trace of anger.

He squatted down and rummaged through the ground behind the tombstone, but still couldn't find it.

And the lip she was biting was about to ooze blood.

There was a burst of intense anger and anxiety in his heart.

"Who is it?"

Panic and bewilderment struck instantly.

Grandma's ashes are the most important thing to her.

Fulfilling grandma's last wish is also her responsibility as a granddaughter.

Clenched fist.

A few shallow blue veins protruded from the back of Su Muying's hand.

She was stunned for a while, picked up her phone, and quickly dialed a number.

"Hey."

There was a voice over there.

Leng Yichen's voice.

"Where's my grandma's ashes? Did you do something wrong? You found out all the truth, and then took away grandma's ashes?"

Su Muying's voice almost gritted his teeth.

"I don't have time to tell you so much now. Xiaojing passed out and hasn't woken up yet."

Leng Yichen hung up the phone, and An Xiaojing has been in a coma since she passed out in the hall.

She was indeed stimulated too much.

Moreover, An Xianyang has always been the person she cares about the most.

Leng Yichen sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at An Xiaojing who was asleep and motionless with affection and guilt.

Su Muying was hung up on the phone, but she also ruled out Leng Yichen in her heart.

If it was Leng Yichen, he would definitely say something.

But now, he denied it outright, which only proved that he had done nothing.

However, for a moment, she stood there a little at a loss, and hot tears rolled down again.

"Grandma... am I useless?"

Su Muying couldn't bear it anymore, and started to cry, big and big tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

All the strength of the past seemed to burst at this moment.

Her whole body is broken.

"Ring bell bell!"

The phone suddenly rang.

Su Muying was taken aback, and stretched out her hand to wipe her face indiscriminately, wiping away some of the tears on her face.

She picked up the phone and tried to make her voice sound less crying than before: "Hello."

"Su Muying, do you know who I am?"

The voice over there is also very magnetic, but with a bit of femininity.

"Yu Zhenhuan?"

Su Muying frowned, and asked tentatively with a bit of doubt in his voice, his voice became cold unconsciously.

"Smart." The voice over there laughed a few times.

It is a very disgusting feeling.

"I want your grandma's ashes, come and meet me. I'll send the location to your phone."

After finishing speaking, before Su Muying could answer, he hung up the phone.

Su Muying's face turned pale, and her fingers trembled slightly due to the force on the phone.

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So it was Yu Zhenhuan who took her grandma's ashes?

But...but how did Yu Zhenhuan know that her grandma's ashes were behind Leng Yichen's grandfather's tombstone?

Su Muying felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to his heart.

Biting her lip, Su Muying didn't dare to think about it.

She couldn't help shaking, Yu Zhenhuan's recent reputation had already spread in the upper class.

He has never dealt with himself, but his methods are sinister enough.

So now, that person is following him?

Not daring to think too much, Su Muying lowered her eyes to look at the phone, saw the text message from Yu Zhenhuan on the phone, and rushed to the location in a hurry.

the other side.

When An Xiaojing opened her eyes, there was still a large expanse of white around her.

She slept on white sheets, white clothes and white pillows.

When she woke up, the person sitting in the chair in front of her was looking at her affectionately.

The man's dark circles were a bit heavy, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

"Yi Chen!"

An Xiaojing opened her mouth, and then she saw Leng Yichen's face more clearly.