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

Uncle Lin sighed, why do you have to fight to lose both sides?

Can't we be together peacefully?

After the dressing was finished, Uncle Lin put away the medicine box, with a serious expression on his face: "Master, I'm glad the wound is not deep. It has been sterilized and the medicine has been applied. It's nothing serious and won't leave a scar."

Leng Yichen nodded with a stern expression.

"Master, in fact, young mistress..."

"she is not."

Uncle Lin was taken aback, and then changed his words, "Actually, I can see that, young master, you are angry that she lied to you. But I see young mistress...Miss An really looks like she has something urgent to go back, but it may be inconvenient Tell the young master about you."

Uncle Lin said, looked at Leng Yichen's face, and after making sure that he was not angry, he continued, "Actually, I think the young master has gone too far this time."

Leng Yichen raised his eyes, "Compared to what her mother did to my mother, what I did was just an inconspicuous part."

Uncle Lin didn't speak, but looked at him deeply, Leng Yichen also tightened his lips.

In fact, he knew she must be in a hurry.

After getting along these few days, Leng Yichen has thoroughly understood her emotions.

She looks pure and sweet, but she has a stubborn temper in her bones, and she has a particularly stubborn temper.

No matter how much he humiliated her on weekdays, she would never beg herself or cry.

But... today...

Leng Yichen sighed in his heart, he couldn't see clearly what he wanted to do.

When he saw her crying, he hesitated for a moment.

"Miss An is a nice person, very pleasing, and kind-hearted. Young master, why do you bother to involve the grievances of the previous generation on Miss An?"

"She wasn't born at that time, she didn't know anything, why did the young master hurt an innocent person?"

Leng Yichen bit his lip and didn't speak.

Uncle Lin shook his head, turned around, and said softly before leaving: "Young master is so smart, don't do things that you will regret."

Leng Yichen raised his eyes, a trace of unclear emotion flashed in his eyes.

Did he do it wrong?

No!He was not wrong, all he did was to avenge his mother!

He just wants that woman to watch her daughter being toyed with by him in the applause in the sky, watching her daughter suffer!

……

During dinner at night, An Xiaojing didn't come down, and Leng Yichen didn't make things difficult for her either.

Eating without taste, Leng Yichen suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, rubbed his temples, "Bring her some food! Don't let her starve to death in the room."

After Leng Yichen finished speaking, he picked up the car keys and went out.

Uncle Lin nodded in response, and laughed from the bottom of his heart, even though the young master's face was cold and his heart was hot, he was still worried that the young mistress would be hungry.

Uncle Lin went upstairs with the food, and An Xiaojing lay curled up on the bed.

"Young Mistress has eaten." Uncle Lin put the food on the table, then turned and went out.

"Uncle Lin." An Xiaojing suddenly stopped him.

She sat up, with a haggard face, and slowly said a word, "Does Leng Yichen know my mother?"

Uncle Lin's body shook, his eyes in the darkness were full of shock.

"Is it because of my mother that he married me!"

She is not a fool, during the quarrel with Leng Yichen she overheard him mentioning his mother.

But what surprised her was how did Leng Yichen know her mother?

What secrets are hidden between them?

After all, Uncle Lin is a person who has gone through a lot of wind and waves. He returned to normal in a flash, and said calmly: "Young Mistress seems to be worrying too much. How could the Young Master know your mother!"

"Really?" There was a smile on An Xiaojing's bloodless face, like a flower petal that withered in the cold wind, arousing pity.

"Young mistress, get up and eat quickly, the young master said you can't starve young mistress!" Uncle Lin seemed not to want to continue this topic, and turned his head to point at the food on the table.

An Xiaojing nodded, climbed out of bed and sat in front of the table.

Did he really ask Uncle Lin to come?An Xiaojing's eyes flickered.

Is he... okay?

"Young mistress, don't blame me for talking too much. In fact, sometimes the young master can't help himself. Many things are not what he wants! If one day accidentally hurts you, you must also be considerate of him!"

Uncle Lin said as he held An Xiaojing's hand.

An Xiaojing was startled, what did Uncle Lin's words mean?

Forgive him?

Then why doesn't he understand himself?

"Is he... all right?" An Xiaojing asked after thinking about it. He bled so much today.

"Young mistress, don't worry, the young master is fine, it's just a cut."

"Oh." An Xiaojing nodded and stopped asking.

After eating, An Xiaojing took a shower, tidied up a bit, then put on her clothes and went to sleep, lying on the bed but tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

It was already 51:[-], and Leng Yichen hadn't arrived in her room yet.

A trace of disappointment flashed across An Xiaojing's black, ink-like pupils.

She still felt guilty. She wanted to apologize to him and explain what happened today, but he didn't come.

Forget it, it's better not to come, and she doesn't want to see him either!

An Xiaojing let out a long breath, opened her eyes, looked at the minute hand, and the second hand turned round and round, without feeling sleepy...

……

Leng Yichen stayed in the study until late at night.

Going upstairs, opening the door lightly, the man approached step by step.

An Xiaojing, who was sleeping soundly, looked very well-behaved, not like a wild cat flaunting her paws like she usually does.

Leng Yichen raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a smile in his eyes that he hadn't noticed.

Taking off his clothes, Leng Yichen got into her bed and stretched out his big arms to wrap her around her.

In the dream, An Xiaojing frowned, only feeling the warmth around her, she shrank her body, moved towards the warm place again, chose a comfortable position, and then fell asleep.

Leng Yichen watched her movements and shook his head, he suppressed the fire of desire welling up in his body...

When An Xiaojing woke up in the morning, she found that the pillow beside her was still warm, she was slightly lost in thought, her eyes were in a trance, could it be...wasn't last night a dream?

Is it Leng Yichen?

She was wrapped in a quilt, only showing her two eyes.

knock knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

An Xiaojing got up and opened the door, and the maid came in with a suit of clothes in her hand.

"Miss An, the young master told you to change clothes and go down quickly."

"Now?"

"Yes. The young master is downstairs now!"

"Oh."

Why did Leng Yichen let her go down?An Xiaojing was slightly taken aback, but she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Leng Yichen was eating breakfast, An Xiaojing's eyes flashed with displeasure, it turned out that she was asked to come down to be his maid!

An Xiaojing walked up to him and stood with her head down.

"What are you doing standing? Not eating?"

"Didn't you let me serve you?"

An Xiaojing didn't react, she spoke in a low voice, then was taken aback for a moment, and immediately changed her mind.

what did he say?Have a meal?Didn't he let himself eat at the same table as him?

Looking up, Leng Yichen was drinking milk with his head down, and didn't pay attention to her.

Why is it so strange today?

An Xiaojing raised her eyebrows, slightly surprised.

"Still sitting down?" Leng Yichen raised his eyebrows, An Xiaojing responded repeatedly and sat down.

The table was silent, and the silence was a little scary.

An Xiaojing peeked at him.Secretly surprised in his heart, what kind of medicine is sold in Leng Yichen's gourd?

"Today is the third day of our wedding. I will take you back to An's house, and I will also visit my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Go... go home?"