The domineering president's barbaric wife

Shen Xiaonian blinked his eyes two times quickly. His cold eyes made people feel very stressed.

"... I drink orange juice." Shen Xiaonian has been struggling for a long time, but he still hasn't come up with the most appropriate answer to solve this problem. Escape is not a good way, but it is the safest way so far.

"All right." Leng Mo Han nodded very generously. Looking at Shen Xiaonian's attitude, Leng Mohan suddenly feels that the answer is not important.

The answer is yes, or no, has been unable to shake the determination of Leng Mohan.

After pouring a glass full of orange juice, the flesh was still clearly visible in the glass. Shen Xiaonian held up the glass, motioned to Leng Mohan, then brought it to his mouth and drank it slowly.

Don't underestimate the amount of a glass of orange juice. Although it's not intoxicating, Shen Xiaonian still feels a little uncomfortable in his stomach. After calming down for a while, Shen Xiaonian wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel and began to ask her questions.

"Mr. Leng, your ex-wife... I heard from the news that your ex-wife died." speaking of this, Shen Xiaonian could clearly feel that Leng Mohan's face on the other side was cold for more than one minute, but his words had already been said here, and Shen Xiaonian always felt unwilling to finish.

She really wanted to know what kind of feeling she felt for Shen Xiaonian, who had been dead for seven years, and what kind of feeling she felt for a woman who loved him so much.

"... do you regret more than half of it? Have you ever thought that her death has something to do with you? "

Leng Mohan took the red wine glass on the table and poured in about one third of the 82 year old Lafite. After a long time, Leng Mohan said in a low voice, "Miss Shen, you just asked me two questions. Which one should I answer first?"

As soon as he finished, he drank the red wine in his hand. After drinking, I closed my eyes for a while.

"Miss Shen, I didn't want to shirk responsibility for the death of my ex-wife Shen Xiaonian. If she didn't have me, she would not have died..." Leng Mohan said in a low voice, with a few feelings that Shen Xiaonian couldn't hear.

Unable to control the coolness in his heart, Shen Xiaonian grins bitterly. Without him? It's easy to say.

A simple "without him" almost negates all that Shen Xiaonian has done for him for more than ten years. Shen Xiaonian, are you still expecting Leng Mohan to say that he loves you?

After a moment of silence, Leng Mohan continued: "as for, if you ask me if I regret it, that glass of red wine is the answer."

Shen Xiaonian raised a smile. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter whether you regret it or not. Leng Mohan

"Hum -" at this time, Shen Xiaonian suddenly felt that the mobile phone in his bag seemed to vibrate. Open the bag and take out the mobile phone - it's yuan Xiaoming's call.

"I'm sorry. I'll go out and take a call." Shen Xiaonian stands up and nods to Leng Mohan.

"Xiaoming?" Shen Xiaonian answers the phone.

"Xiaonian, Chenchen said that you've been there for three times so early. Why haven't you come back to the hotel yet?" Yuan Xiaoming's voice came from the opposite side of the mobile phone.

"... there's a traffic jam on the road." Shen Xiaonian hasn't recovered from his cold reply. He's in a confused mood and his voice is a little low.

Leng Mohan looks at the woman opposite and gets up from the chair with a dignified look. She goes outside to answer the phone. She not only begins to guess in her heart, who is that phone call?

Shen Xiaonian left without closing the door tightly, so naturally, Leng Mohan heard the sound of "Xiaoming" in Shen Xiaonian's mouth. It's really lingering and gentle... Cold ink and cold complexion. As a man, Leng Mohan knows his charm very well. But at the same time, he has to admit that Yuan Xiaoming is not a simple opponent.

Yuan Xiaoming... Leng Mohan read these words carefully in his mouth. For some reason, he was very curious about this man, his relationship with Shen Xiaonian and Shen Nianzhi.

Although curious about the relationship between them, Leng Mohan is no longer there. He takes Shen Nianzhi as Shen Xiaonian's feeling. The more he gets along with each other, the more he can feel the subtle difference between Shen Xiaonian and Shen Nianzhi.

Leng Mohan can't tell clearly. Is it Shen Xiaonian that he loves? Or Shen Nianzhi? Or Shen Nianzhi with the shadow of Shen Xiaonian.

When Shen Xiaonian comes back from the phone call and enters the room, he finds that the originally empty table has been fully covered with delicious dishes.

"Miss Shen, come and sit down. If you don't come again, I can't help but want to start first. " As soon as Shen Xiaonian approached, the voice of Leng Mo Han's teasing rang out.

Shen Xiaonian approaches and looks at the dishes. Is it so delicious? How does it taste? She really doesn't know, but the color is very bright.

Although he had already filled his stomach with junk food before three times, at this time, Shen Xiaonian still felt hungry.

"If Mr. Leng is hungry, he can eat first."

"No, as the host of your dinner, how can I move my chopsticks before the guests arrive?" Leng Mohan stands up, goes to the place where Shen Xiaonian used to sit, opens the chair for her and signals her to sit down.

Shen Xiaonian did not mince, just sat down. By the way, I also thank Leng Mohan.

The atmosphere during the meal was much better than at the beginning. Shen Xiaonian deliberately forgets what happened before, while Leng Mohan deliberately wants to harmonize the atmosphere between them. A meal, Shen Xiaonian thought it would be difficult to swallow, but unexpectedly, it was unexpected and harmonious.

After dinner, Leng Mohan proposes to send Shen Xiaonian back to the hotel. Shen Xiaonian refused again.

"Miss Shen, this time, can I ask you why you refuse me?" Cold ink cold pick eyebrows.

Shen Xiaonian shakes his head helplessly on the surface. In fact, he is very happy and sighs. Fortunately, he rented a car from a hotel.

"Mr. Leng, you also have a car. It's very expensive. I'm afraid it's not safe to put it here... I'm sure you can understand me."

Shen Xiaonian doesn't want lengmohan to know where he lives. Even if it's just a short address.

Lengmohan saw that Shen Xiaonian said so, so he had to give in and said, "well, Miss Shen, can I have the honor to take you to the parking lot?"

"Of course." Shen Xiaonian agreed with a smile.

At the parking lot, Shen Xiaonian insists on lengmohan driving and leaving first.

Joke, Shen Xiaonian thought, anyway, let you see my car, I just said that words, still can't immediately help.

One second before Leng Mohan was ready to drive, he suddenly moved down the glass window on the driver's seat. First, he gave a meaningful smile to Shen Xiaonian, and then he said, "Miss Shen, don't forget, you still owe me two questions about the game just now."