Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

After that, she turned and left.

Leng Zhi'an stood there, his eyes gradually sinking as he watched Yan Xia's back.

The man's eyebrows were cold.

But at this moment, a bit of manic anger appeared on his cold eyebrows.

The cold wind was howling, and as he stood in the wind and snow, he felt a little lonely for no reason.

As soon as Yan Xia entered the villa, he didn't see Mr. Xia.

After thinking about it, he went upstairs to Mr. Xia's temporary room.

"Grandpa."

Yan Xia called out softly.

The old man sitting by the window turned back to look at her.

Still holding something in hand.

When Yan Xia walked over, he saw something in the old man's hand from the corner of his eye.

It's a pocket watch.

The photo on the pocket watch shows a woman wearing a cheongsam and fashionable curly hair.

With just one glance, she recognized who the woman was.

"Miss grandma again?"

Yan Xia stepped forward and gently stroked Mr. Xia's back.

Mr. Xia smiled bitterly: "It's just that I miss people after seeing things."

"But the old man is about to meet your grandma, but I don't know if she will still blame me for your mother's affairs."

Yan Xia gave Mr. Xia a slap in the face.

After a moment of silence, he comforted: "Mom and grandma know you didn't mean it."

"Besides, your mother's death has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to blame yourself."

"Those who deserve retribution have already received their retribution."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Yan Xia suddenly felt uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips slightly: "Besides, with the advanced medical technology now, you will definitely live a long life."

The old man waved his hand after hearing this.

Suddenly he raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Speaking of which, the only thing I can't let go of now is you."

"You and Zhi'an..."

"Grandpa."

Yan Xia knew what Mr. Xia wanted to say and quickly interrupted.

Pretending to be uncomfortable, he rubbed his head.

"Well, I may have been feeling a little uncomfortable due to the wind in the mountains today."

<divclass="contentadv">"I want to go and rest first."

After that, without waiting for the old man to speak, he turned and left.

After closing Mr. Xia's room, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because he had an inexplicable affair with Si Jinghuai today.

Faced with Mr. Xia's urging to get married, Yan Xia felt even more guilty.

She returned to her temporary room and threw herself on the bed.

I just feel tired.

After lying there for an unknown amount of time, Yan Xia turned over and opened her bag.

He took out the marriage certificate that had not yet been warmed up.

The red color is so dazzling.

It feels hot to the touch.

Opening it, there was a photo of himself and Si Jinghuai.

They were obviously getting married, but the two of them looked serious as if they were attending some important meeting.

It doesn't look like a marriage certificate, but more like a news photo.

Yan Xia pursed her lips, covered the small photo with her fingers, and was stunned for a moment.

Her mentality towards Si Jinghuai was contradictory.

It is undeniable that Si Jinghuai is an excellent man in all aspects.

But he's also dangerous.

the other side.

In the quiet private room, Si Jinghuai sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed.

His slender hands were resting on the sofa, and his temperament looked lazy and noble.

His sharp eyes glanced at Pei Chi, who was sitting not far away.

"Tell me, what's the matter with calling me here in such a hurry?"

Pei Chi raised his eyebrows slightly and leaned forward a little bit shamelessly.

"To be honest, I heard someone say today that I saw you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau with a woman."

"That woman is Yan Xia, right?"

Si Jinghuai glanced at him when he heard this.

He leaned forward slightly and picked up the goblet placed on the coffee table.

His slender fingers held the stem of the cup and shook it.

The amber liquid rippled in the cup.

Pei Chi saw that he was silent and remembered that he looked like a turtle in the melon field.