CEO's Revenge And Love(Cold-Blooded CEO's Beloved Wife)

Everyone watched Yu Zhenhuan leave.

Leng Yichen looks at that person's back, for he just opened mouth words or some disdain.

He never understood Yu Zhenhuan.

Now it seems to be more difficult to understand.

But this death day, by Yu Zhenhuan so a stir, but there is no previous rendering out of the strong melancholy atmosphere.

When an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen go back, Xiao Li is already asleep.

Looking at her son, an Xiaojing suddenly sighed.

"It's better to be a child. If you want to go to bed one day, you can go to bed without any worries."

"That's when you gave him a childhood without worries."

Chen also looked at the window, as if there was a memory floating in front of me.

He's not so lucky.

When he was a child, his parents left early. He had to take care of himself and the morning sun. You have to learn how to manage the Empire group at a very young age.

In his childhood, he never had extra time to play, all in all kinds of learning.

On his small shoulder, he bears great pressure, which is not only from the outside world, but also from himself.

And the most painful time was when his parents left, leading to his serious psychological problems for a long time.

His childhood, and even his childhood, was very imperfect.

When he was still in middle school, he had to learn how to socialize, how to drink and how to smoke. He had to master these adult world things early.

In high school, we should not only take the first place in the best middle schools, but also take over the Empire group as the president.

At that time, Leng Yichen was the youngest president of imperial group.

Over the years, no one climbed to that position earlier than he did.

However, as others see, can one hand cover the sky?

Power dominates the world?

No, it's not impossible. Even if you get it, what's the point.

Gradually put the mind back.

Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing.

"Thank you for teaching me so well."

He spoke in a low voice, and an Xiaojing was still a little surprised.

"Leng Yichen, what do you say?"

An Xiaojing shook her head.

"If you want to raise me or not, it's my father's fault. Xiaoli must have inherited your genes and blood. I think he's quiet at ordinary times. It's probably related to your personality. "

An Xiaojing said with a smile that all the unhappiness in Su's family just now disappeared.

Leng Yichen reached over and rubbed an Xiaojing's hair.

"That's very kind of you."

"In fact, Xiao Li adores you very much. You don't know."

An Xiaojing secretly smiles. How can she not understand her son's careful thinking?

Leng Yichen looked at Xiaoli again.

"My son likes me so much, how about you?"

However, he soon turned his eyes to the front, after all, he is still driving.

But at this moment, the tenderness in an Xiaojing's eyes is absolutely invisible to Leng Yichen.

"I like it, too."

She heard all of them in a low voice.

Then the corners of your mouth go up.

That kind of joy, is boring student time, no matter how high the score is incomparable.

The car gradually drove into the villa. Leng Yichen came down from one side with Xiao Li and an Xiaojing from the other side.

After a day's hard work and meeting so many people, an Xiaojing was already exhausted.

A mouthful of rice did not eat, on the bed, even shoes are too late to take off.

Leng Yichen settled down and went to an Xiaojing to help her take off all her shoes and clothes.

Then she brought a hot towel to clean an Xiaojing's face.

Looking at an Xiaojing again, I feel a little more distressed.

He shouldn't have made her so tired.

An Xiaojing sleeps so fast that she can't feel the people around her.

After settling an Xiaojing, Leng Yichen calls Chengfeng.

"Young master!"

Across the screen, you can hear Chengfeng's tone, as if some anxious.

"Did you see the picture I sent you today?"

Leng Yichen refers to the walking stick of the Buddha he photographed.

"Yes! Young master

Chengfeng nodded and understood the meaning of Leng Yichen.

"How about it?"

"From the photos you sent me, it's true that these two kinds of wood are one kind of material. I'll go to Su's house again when I have a chance."

Chengfeng said.

"So, if it's a material, where do they come from?"

Leng Yichen continued to ask to Chengfeng."Young master, this kind of wood is very rare. Although it is wood, it is not afraid of fire. It is very rare. It is also because it is not afraid of fire. The old Buddha did not take it with him when he chose to cremate."

"Not afraid of fire?"

Leng Yichen asked in surprise.

"At the moment, it does."

Wind opening.

"So, who found this scarce material?"

Leng Yichen continued to ask.

"This, there is no record, and I guess the wood was given to Mr. Su by others. Therefore, there are more deep ties between them."

Chengfeng said.

Leng Yichen nods across the screen.

"If you keep looking, you'll find other clues."

Perhaps, that crutch, that coffin, and then the white family and the cold family's unsolved hatred are involved.

He didn't attack Yu Zhenhuan.

It's not just the dawn.

It's Yu Zhenhuan's obsession is too heavy.

And I, as if from the bottom of my heart, want to prove to Yu Zhenhuan that his parents are not the kind of people he said.

Hang up the phone, Leng Yichen also lay down to sleep.

On this day, I did see a lot of people and a lot of things happened.

Each has its own merits.

It's like everyone has changed.

It's starting to be different.

But it seems that there is no change. After a long time together, time will reveal the nature of human beings and the face that people should have.

Leng Yichen also closed his eyes.

He hopes that when he opens his eyes, all the mysteries can be solved and the one who loves will be around.

That's what he's been dreaming about.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The next day, the sun came through the curtains.

When an Xiaojing was still lying in bed and couldn't get up, Leng Yichen had already opened the curtain.

Bathed in the eyes of the people, as if covered with a layer of gold as dazzling.

Can Leng Yichen not be too handsome.

An Xiaojing looks at the man.

Vaguely opened his eyes.

Then I saw a picture of a beautiful man.

Her eyes brightened a little.

"Don't look at me like that."

Leng Yichen said.

Feeling his wife's infatuation with his flowers, he joked.

An Xiaojing becomes a fan in minutes.

"Ah

She was aware of her problems for a moment.

He quickly covered his face with force.

Now her face was redder than usual.

"Well, I'm going to work."