Cold President's Exclusive Beloved Wife

Thinking of these, LAN Jingyi picked up his mobile phone and gently clicked Jin Xuexi's mobile phone number with his fingertips. "Xuexi, I'm in a small apartment. Come on, I want you to accompany me."

"Sister LAN, you went to the scene, didn't you?" Jin Xuexi asked anxiously.

"Well." she replied tired. She didn't sleep all night, but she was still tired and sleepy. "By the way, go to my room in the villa and bring me something before you come. Thank you."

"Take what?" Jin Xue was surprised.

"Leaning computer." the sixth sense at that time was only for the person's message on QQ, so she just wanted to have a QQ meeting with that person for a while.

"OK." Jin Xue said and hung up.

The car drove into the community of a small apartment.

It seems that every time she is in a bad mood, she likes to come here. Only here can she slowly lick her wound.

"Jingyi, do you want a night snack?" Jane Feili looked at her pale face and the figure walking alone in the night. He loved her.

LAN Jingyi shook her head gently. Now she can't eat anything, and she doesn't want to talk to people. "If I'm not away, I want to be quiet alone." people stopped in front of the door downstairs, and she chased the guests.

"OK, call me if you have something and turn it on 24 hours." Jane Feili stopped. He understood her meaning. A pair of black eyes looked at her again. Then he turned and left lonely.

"HMM." Lan Jingyi looked at Jane's back, slender and straight. In her life, she missed him. It's God's will.

"Madam, Mr. Jane is right. You'd better have some snacks. I'll buy some and come back soon." the bodyguard dutifully advised her. At least she still has a junior in her stomach. How can I do without eating.

LAN Jingyi nodded and went into the lobby alone.

Into the elevator, in a small space, yixijiang Lacrosse was around her, but when she turned around, her side was empty, and he was not there.

All, it seems that there is no warning at all.

No, she absolutely doesn't believe that Jiang Jun will be so stupid. Looking back on everything he has done before, which one is wrong?

When the elevator stopped, she stepped out slowly. Looking up, she saw a man leaning on a door in the corridor.

The owner of that door is no one else, but Yin Qingrou.

The man was no one else. It was Li Fuyu who was injured. At this time, he was still wrapped with a bandage on his arm. When he heard her footsteps, he slowly turned his head and saw that her first eye was cold. Then he said coldly, "I heard that something happened to Jiang Junyue?"

LAN Jingyi ignored Li Fuyu and didn't want to pay attention to him. He was physically and mentally tired. On the one hand, his son ordered people to go to prison and file a lawsuit. On the other hand, his new wife to marry entered the Bureau. A wedding became a funeral, and Yutong would change his master. He could still walk out of the door. It was considered that he had strong pressure resistance.

"Hey, did you hear what I asked you?" when LAN Jingyi stopped in front of his small apartment and took out the key to open the door, Li Fuyu finally couldn't bear it. He stretched out his hand and pulled LAN Jingyi's shoulder.

"Mr. Li, please respect yourself." Lan Jingyi didn't look back. At this moment, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to deal with anyone.

It seems that Li Fuyu likes to come to Yin Qingrou to trouble her again. It's not once or twice.

"You should let your man respect himself. Your children are going to give him three. He is still connected with Qingrou and has an ambiguous relationship. I don't know how you can stand it? Or do you like to serve with other women? Well, this hobby is really unique."

"That's my business. It's none of your business. Let go." Jiang Junyue doesn't know life and death, but she's not easy to bully. She turns around and pushes one hand into Li Fuyu's arm. He started the trouble first. Don't blame her for being rude.

"Ah..." Li Fuyu screamed. LAN Jingyi pushed the position too right and just pushed it on Li Fuyu's wound, "you... Kill."

"Mr. Li shouts casually, and LAN won't accompany him." he shouts him. When she opens her door and dodges in, Li Fuyu just wants to follow in. She has closed the door with a loud bang.

The moment the door closed, she heard Li Fuyu say, "there must be, there must be in her room."

But whatever he said, it had nothing to do with her.

Li Fuyu is knocking at the door. LAN Jingyi turns a deaf ear. When he enters the small apartment, he picks up his mobile phone and reports it to the security guard. It's none of her business for him to be stimulated. It's the sin of his own son, of course, and Yin Qingrou.

The door was soon quiet. The bodyguard also came back and handed her the night snack. It was her favorite crystal steamed dumpling. Unexpectedly, she could buy this at such a late hour. She opened the lunch box and looked at it with determination. She was a little sour at the bottom of her heart. Jiang Junyue, really don't play like this. Is this the festival to stun her?

She was really stimulated this night.

Eat one and sigh.

The cell phone kept ringing, and she didn't want to answer it. It was all the calls of Jiang Junyue's three brothers. It took so long to call to greet her. She was angry.

I was still singing karaoke at night, and then I didn't take my friends seriously.

A box of steamed dumplings, she ate it like swallowing wax. She didn't know what to eat at all. She was just eating. It seemed that only eating could alleviate her indescribable and unidentified mood at the moment.

Jin Xuexi hasn't come yet.

LAN Jingyi lay quietly on the bed in the bedroom, as if there was the smell of Jiang lacrosse, which made her heart very sour.

"Ding Ling... Ding Ling..." the doorbell rings in such a quiet night. The first sound gives people a thrilling feeling. When the second sound rings again, LAN Jingyi has got out of bed. It's Jin Xuexi. She wants to use Jiang Junyue's computer. She wants to see the person in QQ again.

The bodyguard in the living room also got up to open the door. He probably thought it was Jin Xuexi.

LAN Jingyi waved, "I'll come."

She opened the door without even looking at the door mirror.

"Bang", the door just opened, and a blow from the wind hit her hard on the chest, making her stand unstable and start to retreat quickly.

She made a mistake and guessed wrong. The person who came was neither Jin Xuexi nor Li Fuyu. Li Fuyu had been asked to leave by the security guard of the community. The person who came was he Zhiling. The last time she saw he Zhiling, she was still unconscious on the push bed in the hospital. After several days of recuperation, she looked much better, "You broom, did you hurt the lacrosse? It's all you. You accompany me lacrosse and my son."

Without giving LAN Jingyi any chance to explain, he Zhiling's people have rushed in, scolding LAN Jingyi and pushing her. They want to cramp her and peel her skin.

Lanjing Yi's brain is full of the pile of bones seen at the scene of the explosion. Although she has to wait for the DNA to determine whether it is Jiang Junyue, she is still very sad at the moment. The more something happens to Jiang Junyue, the worse she feels. Can it be all her fault?

He Zhiling was obviously making trouble without reason and took her to vent, but in the face of Jiang Junyue, she was not good to give color to his mother. She just kept retreating and retreating until her back was against the wall.

"Madam, please let go. She's pregnant. You can't..." the bodyguard guarding the living room hurried up to open he Zhiling.

"Who are you?" he Zhiling didn't want to turn around fiercely, and her eyes staring at the bodyguard were full of fierce color. "The lacrosse's bones are not cold, LAN Jingyi, you secretly raised a man at home, aren't you? You're shameless." she shook her hand and slapped LAN Jingyi.

This is very accurate.

LAN Jingyi even felt a gust of wind. If it fell down, her face would fall on a clear five finger mountain.

Just because she let he Zhiling bully her doesn't mean she can let he Zhiling bully herself at will. At this time, she even thought that if she had another chance, what she gave him was definitely not the little fruit Island foam she met at the beginning. She would give her a lot and let her run to the toilet and die.

Is this evil woman so fierce when she pushed Mu Jin mountain into the sea?

No wonder Jiang Hanyu doesn't like he Zhiling. If she were a man, she wouldn't like such a tough and unreasonable woman. It's too feminine.

LAN Jingyi's reaction in an instant was that his head deviated, and immediately avoided he Zhiling and waved her hand.

"Ah..." she just wanted to move away and continue to avoid the possible second attack of he Zhiling. Unexpectedly, he Zhiling screamed hysterically, "kill, kill."

LAN Jingyi frowned. She didn't even touch he Zhiling. Why did she kill? It was only at this time that she saw that he Zhiling had put a pushpin on her recovered hand, and it was still a modified pushpin. It should be the colorful pushpin painted with paint in the past. After painting, she stuck it on the paintings they cooperated with. I don't want to get into he Zhiling's hand now. It's fresh The blood immediately flowed out.

LAN Jingyi's eyebrows and eyes relaxed. Even God couldn't see it anymore. "It was made by Qinqin Zhuang. Otherwise, you'll sue them for killing you?" He Zhiling doesn't look like a grandmother. She's really poor. How can Jiang Junyue have such a mother? When his son has an accident, she doesn't want to deal with the aftermath, but runs to her to make trouble.

"You... You..." when she said this, he Zhiling's face turned blue. She just missed her slap. Now she raised her leg to kick LAN Jingyi.

LAN Jingyi couldn't let her kick. The little three in her stomach was reluctant now. As soon as she moved her body, her feet moved slightly. Suddenly, a small bench that had been used before moved and tripped on he Zhiling's calf, "ah..." There was another scream. This time, he Zhiling not only fell down, but also hit her head on the oncoming wall. The pushpin tied in the palm of her hand was also on the wall, closer to the meat