Chapter 335

As soon as an Xiaojing's front foot arrived in the living room, Leng Yichen's voice began to ring.

"Uncle Lin, stop the car."

Then, an Xiaojing saw that he had changed the dark gray suit he had eaten with herself before.

The whole person is very clean. It doesn't look like he was "attacked" at all.

When Leng Yichen saw an Xiaojing, he snorted. He was still holding the changed clothes in his hand. He threw them on the sofa.

But he didn't mean it.

With the smell of cake, an Xiaojing's tone was no longer silent.

"I'll wash it for you!"

"With your hands!" Leng Yichen put forward without human feelings, this request is not too much.

Originally, his clothes could not be washed, and he could throw them away.

But even if it's something memorable on his birthday, Leng Yichen is reluctant to throw it away.

"This dress can be washed by hand? Leng Yichen, don't scare me

An Xiaojing looked at it and found that there was some cake residue at the neckline. If she wiped it, it would be OK.

"It's OK not to wash it by hand. It's three times the original price."

He can say all these words about the very inhuman conditions.

But I don't know why. Leng Yichen just wants to challenge all the bottom lines of an Xiaojing. It seems that she's against herself. She's much happier than before.

An Xiaojing is also speechless.

Looking at those high-end clothes, I thought that washing these clothes with water would not destroy them.

"Young master, today is your birthday. I made longevity noodles. You can have some later."

Uncle Lin came in from outside. Every year, Leng Yichen had to eat his longevity noodles. Since he was very young, this habit has not changed.

The man nodded as if thinking about something.

When Uncle Lin brought out the steaming noodles, Leng Yichen took a stuffy bite and ate them.

"It's quite grounded!"

Seeing this, an Xiaojing muttered, "since you're Chinese, don't always have western food.".

The most important thing is that her birthday every year is also the custom. No matter when her mother was alive, or every birthday after that, the family would make longevity noodles for her.

Leng Yichen finished eating noodles and took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his mouth.

The movement is very elegant, and an Xiaojing is rare.

But, her eyes suddenly froze, how can?

as like as two peas in the hand, the man in the studio just gave himself the same.

Her hand slowly moved to his pocket, can feel, the studio man to his silk handkerchief is still.

Now, what's the situation?

"What do you have?" An Xiaojing pointed to Leng Yichen's hand.

"That one?" She continued.

However, the person's eyes became cold. The birthday atmosphere was very good. An Xiaojing's sudden problem seemed to break all this.

"What's the problem?"

"Where did you get the silk handkerchief in your hand?"

An Xiaojing fixed her eyes on Leng Yichen's hand and asked without hesitation.

"It's not your business to worry about. Wash the clothes." Leng Yichen got up. This silk handkerchief, which he had carried with him for many years, was his mother's favorite.

Today, his clothes were dirty. Even if he changed them, he would not forget to take out the silk handkerchief and put it in his pocket.

It's something profound for him.

When the woman asked herself, she recalled his infinite memories and his mother.

Mother, does the cause of her death have anything to do with that woman?

Every time he thought about it, he felt very cold and couldn't breathe.

In the final analysis, he did not know what kind of result he wanted now.

Once an Xianyang proves his mother's innocence, will he let an Xiaojing go?

Emotions get complicated and tangled.

When it was dark, an Xiaojing climbed to the bed and fell asleep. She could still feel a pair of strong arms around her. At first, she would struggle.

But later, she got used to it.

Leng Yichen's action, especially, is a recent one. It seems that if you don't sleep with that woman every day, you will lose sleep.

The night continued to sink

……

The next day, the sun was shining. In Leng Yichen's office of imperial group, the curtain of the French window was rolled up by him. The sun came in through the glass and sprinkled on his face.

The whole person is bathed in the sunshine, which makes Leng Yichen's temperament different from before.

"Dudududu"

there was a phone call.As soon as he saw it was Chengfeng, he pressed the answer button directly.

"Young master, that matter has already taken shape. Now I'm going to hand over the information to my subordinates, and when we get the information, we'll have a clear view of that woman! "

Chengfeng reported to Leng Yichen, hoping that he would not worry about it.

"Good!"

Leng Yichen simply responded, turned around and suddenly saw the woman outside the office. She was carrying a cup of coffee and was ready to come in.

"Be careful of everything!"

Leng Yichen asked.

Hang up the phone, Xingyuan laughingly close to Leng Yichen.

"Have a cup of coffee, president!"

Leng Yichen glanced at the woman with some sarcasm.

"How about the company's shares recently? What about the statement? "

"Well, I'll go to the finance department to have a look later, and then I'll submit the relevant information to you."

Xingyuan put the coffee on the table.

"President, this is my own coffee. I've learned it before. You can try it!"

Xingyuan looks at the man in front of him, with a trace of evil in his eyes.

Leng Yichen took a sip of coffee made by a woman.

"You go down first. I'll let you know if there is anything. Remember to bring up the report."

Leng Yichen's tone towards Xingyuan is not cold. It's like he has found all the tricks on this woman and is waiting to tear her down.

"Yes

After Xing Yuan retired from Leng Yichen's office, he didn't go to the financial office, but called Nangong Han.

The way Leng Yichen looked at himself just now was a little frightening.

"What happened to Chengfeng?" Xingyuan anxiously asks the person on the phone. She knows that Leng Yichen's big and small affairs are all taken care of by Chengfeng. Therefore, Chengfeng is a key person.

"He?" The voice in the phone is a little contemptuous, and then a sneer. It seems that Chengfeng doesn't care about this man at all.

"What on earth?"

Star wish or don't rest assured of ask a way, she is very afraid to have what mistake.

"You just need to focus on how to deal with Leng Yichen. How many times have I said that?"

"OK, but just now I heard Leng Yichen's phone call. Chengfeng has been checking me. You'd better send someone to watch him to avoid mistakes."