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

It's still cold outside. Uncle Lin comes out of the room.

"Young master, little granny, you're back. Hurry in."

Leng Yichen also nodded.

Several people approached the house and xuemu fell asleep.

An Xiaojing just found time to talk with Xiao Li.

She knows that Xiaoli is quiet at ordinary times and doesn't necessarily communicate with herself when she has any ideas.

So, would he mind having a brother?

An Xiaojing is very concerned about her children's growth and her psychological growth.

"Xiaoli, are you happy to have a younger brother?"

An Xiaojing asked, wanting to hear the most sincere answer from her son.

"Happy, happy."

Xiao Li's eyes are bent with laughter.

Children's eyes don't lie at all.

An Xiaojing looked at the child and touched his head again.

"Xiaoli is really good. In the future, I will take good care of my younger brother, OK? You will be your brother

An Xiaojing said to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li nodded seriously.

Because xuemu is too small, Leng Yichen has to move the baby's crib to an Xiaojing and her own room.

It also makes it easier for the two of them to take care of their children together.

An Xiaojing was very satisfied with Leng Yichen's practice.

Xuemu is as quiet as Xiaoli.

But it is such a big child that he can make something out of it.

"Mommy, I'll tell you a secret!"

Xiao Li suddenly opens her mouth to an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing looks at her son in surprise. She doesn't know what he is going to say?

Leng Yichen is also on the side.

"Mommy. I see a box, there it is

Xiaoli refers to a room in the corner of a cold villa.

An Xiaojing still didn't understand what he said.

Chen Leng points to the direction of his son.

However, in an instant, his body was stiff there.

When he saw the box.

It's not something special, but the urn that many people have been thinking about for a long time.

Leng Yichen looked at the urn, and instantly seemed to see through everything.

It's supposed to be Mr. Su.

"Grandma's urn!"

Leng Yichen spoke.

"Really?"

Asked an Xiaojing.

Get up, slowly came over, and then asked uncertainly.

"I think I've guessed what happened."

Leng Yichen's mouth slightly twitches.

In the living room, the smell of the air becomes a little strange.

An Xiaojing seemed to hold her breath, and she felt that this thing was strange and frightening.

"Young master, little grandmother!"

Uncle Lin came out of the kitchen.

With food cooked from the kitchen.

Uncle Lin cooks by himself. The food must be delicious.

"Dinner!"

"Eat?"

Leng Yichen raised his eyes and looked at the old man who had some vicissitudes of life.

"What kind of meal? Uncle Lin. What you do thinks I don't know! "

Leng Yichen just opened his mouth.

An Xiaojing was shocked.

Uncle Lin, what did Uncle Lin do?

What's going on?

Uncle Lin was so roared by Leng Yichen, but he was still a self-contained manner.

He put the food in his hand on the table, then looked at Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The expression is very peaceful.

"Why? Uncle Lin? I trust you so much. Why did you take the ashes of old Buddha Su? Do you know that Chenxi's condition is really serious. If you don't get the ashes, Su muying will not save Chenxi. Chenxi will only die. "

Leng Yichen's tone is so pale.

So angry.

He was cheated by his closest people, which was the most intolerable part of him.

Uncle Lin is the closest person to him.

In this house, accompany their cold family generation after generation.

If you want him to believe it, it's uncle Lin doing it.

"Young master. Sit down

Uncle Lin said.

Still smiling.

He had no other emotions, just put a smile in his eyes and mouth.

"Grandfather

Small from the calf ran past, uncle Lin did not have a bit of defense.

The child is so simple and ignorant that he is friendly to anyone who is good to him.

"Grandfather

Xiao Li called.Usually in the villa, he always called Uncle Lin his grandfather.

"Little leave, dear."

Lin Shu picked up Xiao Li and put him on the chair beside him.

Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing went to sit down together.

The table full of delicacies was made by Uncle Lin.

He cooked the whole table himself, but it was cold.

"Why?"

Leng Yichen still asked with a cold face.

"I'm sick. I'm very sick. I may not live for a month."

Uncle Lin's first sentence surprised both an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen.

"How?"

When Leng Yichen heard such news, he was still moved and sad.

Uncle Lin is the one who has been with him for the longest time.

If one day, even this person has left, then what should he do?

"It's advanced cancer. I'll only live for a month at most. "

Uncle Lin tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Leng Yichen felt that his heart once again fell into an unusual contradiction.

He didn't know what happened. Uncle Lin was willing to take the ashes of old Buddha.

But now, he told himself that he would leave in the near future.

Can he accept it?

Leng Yichen looks at the person in front of him, and doesn't know what to say.

"I know you'd love to know all the reasons."

Uncle Lin said, and then Leng Yichen watched him come out with a recording pen in his hand.

Brand new recording pen, put aside.

"I'll tell you everything you want to know now, and I'll record all the voices."

Uncle Lin said with a smile.

"First of all, I'll tell you, young master, I'm sorry. I shouldn't cheat you about something. In the next words, you will be surprised and angry. But as for the sake of seeing an old man who is about to die, I hope you don't keep these things in your heart forever, because it will make people unhappy to keep them forever. "

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen look at Uncle Lin together, but they don't know how to face him.

However, the tacit understanding of the two people is very consistent, both intend to listen to Uncle Lin's words.

That's it.

Leng Yichen's expression is a little dignified, so is an Xiaojing.

Xiaoli is very silly to sit in his position, want to use manual chopsticks, but dare not move.

It seems that no one starts to eat, so he doesn't dare to eat anything.

"Young master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Uncle Lin apologized and his attitude was so sincere.

I could see tears in his eyes.

An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen are silent and want to hear him tell the next story.

"Sorry? What do you mean? "

Leng Yichen asked.

"A lot of things Sorry... "