Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Although she said that, Yan Xia felt her heart hurt like a needle pricking her every time she said a word.

But she didn't want her grandfather to worry, so she still had a smile on her face.

It's just that the smile is a little forced: "Grandpa, I will return to the capital when I recover and I will take care of this matter."

Mr. Xia stared at her for a while, seeing her firmness, and nodded.

"It's best if you think clearly, but no matter what decision you make, grandpa will support you."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched the top of Yan Xia's hair, and his eyes suddenly became profound.

It was as if he was looking at another person through Yan Xia.

Yan Xia knew that Mr. Xia was so kind to her entirely because of his mother.

He just wanted to make up for all the regrets that he had not made up for with his mother.

The old man's love for his daughter made Yan Xia feel uncomfortable again.

"Grandpa, I have nothing to do. You go back and have a good rest first. I will stay with you when I am discharged from the hospital."

Mr. Xia nodded, stood up and left.

She was the only one left in the ward for a while. She weakly fell back on the bed and turned to look out the window.

At this time, spring is in full bloom, but it has only been more than half a month since I left Mocheng, and the spring feeling in Mocheng is already getting stronger.

There are lush green leaves on the branches.

Sure enough, time can always change everything.

She stared blankly at the green leaves blowing in the wind on the branches outside the window. Suddenly, the door that was originally closed was opened with a bang.

Her thoughts were interrupted, she looked over following the sound and saw Leng Zhi'an in white standing at the door holding a bouquet of roses.

His slender figure leaned lazily against the door frame, almost at the same height as the door frame, and the suit he wore was very well-dressed.

"Tsk, I thought you were still fainting."

Yan Xia was speechless: "What are you doing here?"

She had almost forgotten this person, but every time Leng Zhi'an always broke into her sight unexpectedly.

Leng Zhi'an walked over holding the rose, and a smile appeared on his cold lips: "You sound like you don't welcome me?"

"Is it so obvious?" Yan Xia sarcastically said without hesitation, leaving no face for Leng Zhi'an.

Don't even bother to say a kind word.

Leng Zhi'an chuckled, not annoyed, and sat down on the sofa next to Yan Xia's hospital bed: "You little heartless one."

"You only came to see me once when I was hospitalized last time. Now that you are sick, I take the initiative to see you, and you even dislike me."

He touched the tip of his nose.

Every time he was in front of Yan Xia, he doubted his own charm.

Yan Xia pursed her lips: "Oh, thank you."

She spoke dryly and her tone had no warmth.

Too many things have happened recently, and Yan Xia is really not in the mood to deal with Leng Zhian.

Especially, she originally wanted to stay away from Leng Zhian.

The further away the better!

Pian Leng Zhi'an wanted to get close to her, but she couldn't really get close to her face and scold her directly.

Leng Zhi'an seemed to have become accustomed to her attitude. He stared at Yan Xia for a while and suddenly asked, "She's become ugly."

Yan Xia: "..."

She finally reacted, and her beautiful eyes turned slightly and landed on Leng Zhi'an's face.

"If you can't speak, you can shut up."

Leng Zhi'an shrugged: "Don't let people tell the truth?"

His expression was a little aggrieved. Yan Xia had no choice but to raise her hand to support her forehead: "So what do you want to say?"

People like Leng Zhian are the same as Si Jinghuai.

Yan Xia has heard of him before. People who make a fortune by themselves will never be as clean as they appear on the surface.

Everything he does has a purpose. Including the fact that he tried so hard to get close to her, Yan Xia didn't believe that he really came close to her again and again because he liked her.

Yan Xia is self-aware.

In an instant, Yan Xia remembered something and looked at Leng Zhi'an clearly: "If you need help from the Xia family for anything, it's actually better to ask Xia Zhen."

"I'm just a cousin of the Xia family. I have no real power in the Xia family, so Mr. Leng really doesn't need to waste his time with me."

Hearing this, Leng Zhi'an raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a while, he chuckled: "So Miss Yan thinks I'm approaching you because of the Xia family?"

Yan Xia glanced at him: "Isn't it?"

Hearing this, Leng Zhi'an sneered and then nodded.

"Yes."

Sure enough, Yan Xia looked at him clearly.

Leng Zhi'an came closer to Yan Xia and said softly: "Miss Yan, have you ever thought that if you only rely on my friendship with Xia Zhen to maintain it, the interests of the Xia family and I will never last long."

"So..." He stared at Yan Xia and chuckled: "So, if Miss Yan serves as a bridge, I think the relationship between me and the Xia family will be closer."

After saying that, he sat up straight, leaned his slender body on the sofa, and said lazily: "So, are you satisfied with this answer, Miss Yan?"

Yan Xia didn't expect Leng Zhi'an to speak so straightforwardly.

She was silent for a moment and then said calmly: "Since Mr. Leng has said everything here, I will also say something."

"There are other daughters in the Xia family, and I am indeed not your best choice."

"And, I have a husband."

"Si Jinghuai?" Leng Zhi'an chuckled: "I heard that you are getting divorced and he just lost his memory."

"Why don't I come here if I don't have the chance?"

His tone was too brisk, and she could only hear four words in Yan Xia's ears.

gloat.

"Mr. Leng has never been in love, has he?"

Yan Xia suddenly spoke out, and a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Leng Zhi'an's face with a determined gaze.

When Leng Zhi'an heard this, the smile on his face instantly froze.

Even, the slowness is a little distorted.

But he was good-looking, and even so his face was still handsome, but it might have been better if his expression wasn't so torn.

After a long while, Leng Zhian raised his hand and pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose. ,

"nonsense."

Yan Xia shook her head and sneered: "Mr. Leng's way of chasing girls is really... annoying."

Yan Xia had no good impression of Leng Zhi'an from the beginning.

Leng Zhi'an may be a good person in business, but chasing girls, to be honest, will only make people feel annoying.

Leng Zhi'an seemed to have never survived these words, and he frowned slightly.

Yan Xia raised her hand and rubbed her temples, which were throbbing a bit: "If nothing happens, Mr. Leng should leave first."

"I want to rest."

She didn't lie, she was really tired.

He hadn't had a good rest during this period, and now that he knew Si Jinghuai was still alive, the big stone in his heart suddenly fell.

A feeling of exhaustion rushed over me.

So Yan Xia felt really tired.

Hearing this, Leng Zhi'an glanced at Yan Xia: "Then you have a good rest. I will come see you when I have time."

Just as Yan Xia was about to say no, Leng Zhian had already turned around and left.

She looked at Leng Zhi'an's somewhat lonely back, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously.

Didn't you speak too much just now and hurt Leng Zhi'an? (End of chapter)