Chapter 282

"You are not stupid Leng Yichen said.

"You! Leng Yichen, do you think you are the only one with brains in the world? "

An Xiaojing was angry at the man.

"The Buddha, in her generation with my grandfather, has a deep relationship. Therefore, the Leng family has always had some respect for that person. Long ago, the Su family was the same as the cold family in the imperial capital. It's just that in this generation, they've been slowly declining. "

An Xiaojing is a little shocked. After all, Leng Yichen is still facing herself with serious things in her mouth, which is incredible.

"It's just that we have something to do with them."

"No wonder." No wonder Leng Yichen has dealt with so many companies and enterprises for so many years, but he didn't attack this place.

In fact, he still has a conscience.

"I hear you've prepared a big gift? What is it? " An Xiaojing asked, she never found out how big things were in the carriage.

"Big gifts don't have to be big!" Leng Yichen's head slightly turns to this side. Although it's just Yuguang, he can see an Xiaojing searching for things around here.

"Also, cold less hands, regardless of the size of things, certainly not cheap." An Xiaojing said.

After that, the atmosphere of the two people in the carriage was relatively quiet, with soothing piano music. An Xiaojing listened very comfortably.

"Leng Yichen, when he has a child, let him play the piano."

If a child plays a good piano, he can certainly cultivate his temperament. Moreover, those who talk about piano have very good-looking hands. Will they look like his father.

An Xiaojing can't help but aim at Leng Yichen.

His driving hand is very white, and there are some clear fingerbones.

What a nice hand.

"If it's a boy, learning what to do will only make him become a sissy!" Leng Yichen suddenly opened his mouth.

"How? I've heard that you can also play the piano, but your personality is not affected by it An Xiaojing retorted.

Leng Yichen did not answer, but snorted from his nose. It seemed that he could not find how to argue with her.

"Leng Yichen, I heard uncle Lin say that you are good at playing the piano. Why didn't you come here?" An Xiaojing's eyes are full of disbelief.

"Don't want to play!" Or that pair of cold tone, Leng also Chen concentrate on driving.

"Cut!" An Xiaojing despised the man severely. If he was a boy, he should not inherit it. It's really puzzling.

And, you can't even communicate normally.

"It is said that you can draw?" An Xiaojing asked again. She suddenly thought of the man in the studio. He was very good-looking when he was drawing. If Leng Yichen was sitting there quietly holding a brush, would he be the same as him?

"Who are you listening to? You really know me! " Leng Yichen hums, he is not a person who likes to show off.

But why is he always exposed?

An Xiaojing knew that she had listened to Uncle Lin, but she didn't need to shake him out.

Leng Yichen couldn't point out that he would scold uncle Lin again.

"Leng Yichen, my children can't be so stingy like you in the future!" An Xiaojing concluded.

Now the scene has changed, in front of them is another villa, there are still many people.

"Here it is!" Leng Yichen replied.

An Xiaojing immediately noticed the woman in Leng Yichen's office that day.

The woman is still wearing pink today, but not a dress.

"Yichen, you and Mrs. Leng are here!" The woman said, "I didn't expect you could always remember grandma's birthday and come to see her every year."

"Because there's just time!" Leng Yichen simply opened his mouth.

An Xiaojing smiles at the woman.

"Go in! I still have to greet people here, grandma is in it

The woman motioned Leng Yichen to go inside, and an Xiaojing followed him.

"But, Leng Yichen, what did you bring with you?" An Xiaojing was puzzled and asked, because only when she got to this place did she realize how respected the so-called old Buddha was.

Almost all the people who came to celebrate their birthday are famous and noble. And the things on hand are more noble and elegant.

"You'll find out later!" Leng Yichen replied.

Just did not walk in when, saw the south palace cold.

"Leng Shao, I've come here every year." Nangong Han smiles, but Leng Yichen's face is not as rich as he is.

"You don't come every year, we are each other!"

"Ha Nangong Han sees an Xiaojing on the other side. He is half of an Xiaojing's boss, but now he has given her a long maternity leave.

"Xiaojing, how are you feeling during your pregnancy? Should you realize our cold and tender service?" Nangong Han's face is full of fun, regardless of Leng Yichen's stinky face.An Xiaojing is just a little embarrassed. What is gentle service? Does Leng Yichen have this side?

It's not bad to force yourself to grow meat.

There is no talk of gentle service.

An Xiaojing felt that it would not be cold.

In the end, she could only give a dry smile.

"By the way, what gift did you give the Buddha?" Nangong Han's eyes suddenly have a cunning Jie, and then close to the body.

"She likes it." Leng Yichen doesn't want to talk nonsense with Nangong Han again, because he seems to have more important things to do.

"Xiaojing, you don't know what Leng Shao sent, do you?" Nangong Han turns to an Xiaojing.

However, an Xiaojing really doesn't know.

She had a helpless smile.

"Worthy of being husband and wife, now living together for a long time, even their expressions are so similar!" Nangong Han looks at those two people who don't speak up. Even if he is dissatisfied, he can't do anything.

"Go in!" Leng Yichen takes an Xiaojing's hand and goes directly to the Su's villa.

In the final analysis, the villa of the Su family is for the so-called old Buddha. The overall style is Chinese classical.

There was an endless stream of people at the door, and an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen walked into the room.

She saw the old Buddha sitting on the carved wooden chair. It was a good wood.

As soon as Leng Yichen entered, he attracted almost everyone's attention.

People looked at her and saw an Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing just smiles at those eyes, and then takes Leng Yichen's arm.

"This is not Yichen!" The old Buddha saw Leng Yichen. He was talking and laughing with the people around him, so he looked at him.

"Yes, grandma!" Leng Yichen's rare mild tone.

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