Dangerous Love Contract: The President's Poisoned Wife

Accompanied by the sound of sharp brakes, the Lamborghini stopped at Wen Yin's residence.

"It's home! It's home!"

Wen Xiaocuo yelled, his face was full of joy, he turned his head to look at Wen Yin and Leng Jingtian who were silent, curled his lips and said, "I'll go in first, you guys have something to say slowly."

It's a sin to be someone else's light bulb.

Wen Yin hugged Wen Xiaocuo, and was about to go in, but was stopped by Leng Jingtian, "I want to talk to you about my son." His voice was slightly heavy, and his expression was also unusually serious.

When Wen Xiaocuo heard the word "son", he was about to get out of the car, but suddenly stopped, and approached Leng Jingtian, "Why don't you talk to me about this matter first! What about nutrition, education, The physical and mental exhaustion fee... wait, it will probably cost tens of thousands! This account must be settled clearly, otherwise we will suffer a lot!"

He crossed his arms and looked at Leng Jingtian leisurely, with a negotiating expression.

"Little mistake, you go in." Wen Yin pushed him, not allowing him to listen to their conversation here.

"But... I'm afraid that he will bully you." She looked at Leng Jingtian defensively, her hostility towards him was sometimes weak and sometimes strong.

"Good, be obedient."

Wen Yin touched his nimble head tenderly, "When Xianyu comes back, I will take you to the amusement park." This kind of low tone seemed to be a kind of coaxing, and it seemed that he was intentionally chilling Jing invisibly. God, it aroused his jealousy, deliberately provoked...

"Damn! Yinyin, you are too gentle today, there must be some conspiracy, right? Are you going to sell me to him?" Wen Xiaocuo said sensitively, pointing at Leng Jingtian, quite contemptuous.

"Go in!"

Treat him well, he is not used to it yet?

Therefore, Wen Yin naturally raised the decibel, and there was a hint of sharpness in her voice.

Hearing this, Wen Xiaocuo laughed instead, "That's right! How gentle can you pretend to be gentle! Bye!" After finishing speaking, he walked down with his schoolbag and flew into the building.

"Tell me! What are you going to do?" Wen Yin said coldly, staring straight ahead, even looking at Leng Jingtian seemed superfluous.

Perhaps, in a sense, she didn't want to look at him at all.

Just now, when she mentioned Xia Xianyu, Leng Jingtian's complexion obviously became a little bit dark, and he shot Wen Yin with sharp eyes, and he didn't like her eyes that ignored him.

Leng Jingtian forcefully turned her body around, making him face herself, "Don't you know that you should look at someone when you talk to them?"

"Hehe, are you human?" Wen Yin snorted coldly, her eyes were extremely provocative and contempt dripping inside.

With him, the hatred she thought she was about to forget could be instantly ignited and burned violently!That kind of hatred gave her the illusion that she wanted to die with Leng Jingtian.

He saw it, saw the hatred in her eyes.

She hated him, as she should, didn't she?

Leng Jing Tianzi stared at her face carefully, "Why did you give birth to him? If you hated me, you should take it away without hesitation! But you didn't..."

Speaking of this, Leng Jingtian suddenly couldn't speak.

Although she and Xia Xianyu were blaming her and Xia Xianyu from the bottom of her heart, one could imagine how difficult it would be for her to live in a foreign land with Wen Xiaocuo!

"You're in love with me, aren't you?"

After a short pause, he asked arrogantly, but the tone of the question was extremely certain!

If there is no love, how can they give birth to their common crystallization.

"Mr. Leng, thank you for letting me hear a funny joke today." Wen Yin's face was indifferent, just like her voice, which was unusually calm, revealing her disdain for Leng Jingtian. "It seems that there is no possibility for us to continue talking. What do you want to do, please!"

She doesn't seem to care!In fact, I was very worried that Leng Jingtian would use any means to snatch Xiao Cuo away...

After speaking, he broke free from Leng Jingtian's arm and was about to get out of the car, but he was dragged back, his hands like iron arms tightly wrapped around her slender waist, making her unable to move.

"Why do you always have an unattainable and cold expression when you face me? I hate you like this!" He said the word "hate" very emphatically.

"That's how I am! Whether you hate me or not has nothing to do with me! Besides, don't be self-righteous and think that I like or love you! I'm wrong about you. Apart from hating, I still hate... a steady stream of hate!"

Having said that, Wen Yin bared her teeth and grinned.

Deep down in my heart, the hatred that has faded is always provoked inadvertently, and it is getting stronger and stronger!

There was intense struggle and tangle between Leng Jingtian's brows, and there seemed to be vague pain flowing in his eyes.

"What do you want me to do so that you don't hate?"

He blurted out this sentence, raised her jaw, and met her eyes.

Wen Yin's eyes seemed to burst into flames, "Can you bring my dad back to life? Can you bring my broken family back together again? Can you pick up my lost dignity and give it back to me?" ?”

"Everything, you can't! How do you want me not to hate you? Now, you still have the face to rob me of my little fault. Why do you? Why do you rob me? Tell me..."

Every time she recalled these things, her mood swings would be particularly large.

Reining in Leng Jingtian's neck, he began to shout wildly!

Leng Jingtian didn't stop her, but let her pull her. To him, her strength was like a cat scratching an itch, and it couldn't do much harm.

In the end, Leng Jingtian hugged her body, and she limply in his arms, shouting, gradually turned into sobbing, "Give it back to me! Give me back my dad..."

Leng Jingtian's complexion was so dark that it was unbelievable, as if he was in the abyss of pain, unable to extricate himself.

What else can he do?

Maybe, he was wrong at the beginning!If he hadn't retaliated back then, he and Wen Yin wouldn't have had anything to do with each other, let alone the extremely entangled and painful situation today.

Love, love very much, but cannot love!Torment each other, torture each other!

Did nothing but just hug her...

After Leng Jingtian left, Wen Yin returned to the apartment with a dazed expression, and Wen Xiaocuo stared at her silly look, daring not to speak out.

However, in the end, after hesitating for a moment, he approached her.

"Mommy, do you love him?"

There was incomparable seriousness in his round black eyes.

As soon as her son's words came out of her mouth, Wen Yin's unbearable tears suddenly collapsed...

"Mommy..."

Wen Xiaocuo called her in a low voice.

"Don't talk, just let Mommy hug you." Wen Yin hugged Wen Xiaocuo even more tightly, as if she wanted to draw some warmth from her son.

Does she love Leng Jingtian?She has asked herself this question countless times, but there is no answer.

In fact, this answer already existed in my heart, but I just didn't want to admit it.

She loves him!While hating her, he also loved him so strongly...

This love took root and sprouted unconsciously between the two of them!

Wen Xiaocuo was a little out of breath by her strangulation, but still squeezed out a few words from his lips, "I know you love him very much, at least you love him more than Xianyu."

His clever discovery.

Although he was young, he could see clearly.

"Little thing, what do you know!" Wen Yin's emotions were slowly controlled by his words, and she patted his head with intimate movements.

"I know more than you! Stupid Mommy!"

Wen Xiaocuo gave her the title of "idiot", spit at him, and made a funny face!

"However, as long as your mother and the person you love, I will also love you." Wen Xiaocuo patted his chest, as if to guarantee it.

Looking at his well-behaved and smart appearance, Wen Yin felt sour in her heart, but it was also a kind of relief...

"Little mistake, if we go back to France, would you like it?" She asked tentatively, as if she had decided in her heart that it would be better to leave here.

In a country without Leng Jingtian and Leng Xiaohui, her mood will be more calm and calm, and she will not be hysterical indiscriminately!

"Uh……"

Hearing this, Wen Xiaocuo's flushed cheeks showed obvious shock.

"France is good! But there are big fat people here, there are teachers who can't marry, and there are fierce grandpas... I seem to be a little reluctant to part with these people."

Wen Yin said.

These people seem to have a lot of "hate" with him, but when they really leave, they feel reluctant to leave.

"However, in France, you can also make a lot of friends even if you make a small mistake! Life will be more colorful, not worse than here!" Wen Yin seemed to want to convince him.

He shook his head, expressing his disagreement, "The meaning is different!" He fell into deep thought like a little old man, and then broke free from Wen Yin's embrace, feeling a little bad.

Standing on the edge of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the endless stream of vehicles downstairs, I found the most dazzling one... Lamborghini.

"Mommy, look, grandpa's car..."

He uttered in surprise.

A long time after Wen Yin got off the car, Leng Jingtian's car stayed where it was, and the air inside the car was filled with the sadness factor he exhaled.

Looking in the direction Wen Xiaocuo pointed, Wen Yin looked down, her brows furrowed.

Did he think that she would forgive him?

Some things, instead of saying sorry, or playing affectionate roles, each other can start all over again...

Wen Yin's "Didi" cell phone rang!It was Leng Jingtian's message.

"I'll wait for you downstairs at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

A few simple words, like his character, simple and clear yet revealing an irresistible order.

Wen Yin instantly turned off the phone angrily.

And Leng Jingtian was in the car, waiting for her reply, maybe he didn't intend for her to give a reply, but it made him suddenly feel happy... At least in his heart, there is a person, he is waiting.

Waiting for her forgiveness, her appearance, and faint expectations...

Is this what it feels like to truly love someone?Hated, hurt, struggled, and still hope to embrace each other...