Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Chapter 367 Another An Xiaojing

An Xiaojing looked at the woman in front of her. After she took the initiative, the women around her were also ready to move. As one can imagine, a swarm of women surrounded her.Facing Leng Yichen, it was all kinds of self-introductions.

"Young Master Leng, our family is in the jewelry industry. My father has always wanted to cooperate with you. If there is a chance, we can make another appointment in private."

……

In an instant, there was a lot of voices.

Fortunately, Leng Yichen is tall, facing those women, he won't be surrounded by them.

"Yichen, these girls are all well-off, and they are very suitable for you. Don't tell me you don't want to think about it!"

Lafayette asked Leng Yichen.

"Grandma, I appreciate your kindness, let's stop here for today!"

After finishing speaking, he passed through everyone's siege, and then walked towards the door. An Xiaojing trotted behind him.

When he was about to get in the car, he bumped into Su Muying, that person had a curious look on his face, he didn't know what happened, but Leng Yichen seemed very angry.

"President, where are we going now?"

An Xiaojing was sitting in the driving seat, Leng Yichen's sudden departure disrupted the day's schedule.

However, the man did not speak, he sat in the car, his eyes kept looking ahead.

An Xiaojing followed his gaze, and was suddenly shocked in her heart.

A woman standing in front of the car is very similar to her, especially because of that face.

That face was almost the same as An Xiaojing's.

"is her?"

Leng Yichen's expression froze instantly, staring at the front, not as impatient as he imagined.

Then, he jumped out of the car, An Xiaojing looked at Leng Yichen, and left from her side.

What she could see was the woman's astonished eyes, looking at Leng Yichen's eyes that forcefully pulled her body.

"what are you doing?"

"An Xiaojing?"

Leng Yichen stared at this woman for a long time.

It's just that the look in a woman's eyes is easy to see through, it's not the person he's looking for.

"I, no!" The woman replied.

"Yes, you are!"

Leng Yichen said that he was lying to himself.

"I said you are, you are!"

After that, the woman was forcibly pulled by him, and no matter how much she struggled, it seemed useless.

An Xiaojing was sitting in the car, looking at the people outside the car window, even though there were thousands of thoughts floating in her heart, she didn't know how to express them.

Then, Lafayette came out of the house, and was stunned and shocked when he saw the scene here.

She was supported by Su Muying, but her body unexpectedly fell to the side.

"You are!"

"She is Xiaojing, grandma, look, I didn't lie to you, I found her!"

Leng Yichen seems to have been immersed in his own dream world, unable to pull out at all.

"I..." The woman wanted to speak, but due to the current aura, she still stopped her voice.

Lafayette stared fixedly at the person in front of him, and rubbed his own eyes.

"Yi Chen, as long as you like it!"

She sighed helplessly, An Xiaojing sat in the car and did not get out.

The people in front of him, their lives, are like a farce in their own eyes.

She looked at those men and women in the upper class, and suddenly felt that everything was very funny, so she just watched them quietly.

Lafayette Su announced just now that he would give all the money in his hands to the woman who was favored by Leng Yichen. Unexpectedly, it took so long.just appeared.

But Leng Yichen obviously didn't care about the money.

Without the woman's consent, he dragged her into the car. In the rearview mirror, what An Xiaojing could see was Leng Yichen and the woman who looked very similar to him.

"Drive! Go to the villa!"

An Xiaojing nodded and didn't say another word. From time to time, her eyes would drift to the two people in the rearview mirror.

"What's your name?" Leng Yichen asked, facing that face, for a moment, he couldn't help himself.

"I, I lost my memory!"

This reason is well edited.

An Xiaojing sneered while listening to the conversation between the two people in the back seat.

"Amnesia?" Leng Yichen raised his voice, and looked at this woman with contempt.

"Yes!"

The woman spoke firmly, but An Xiaojing felt that she was very dangerous.

In fact, Leng Yichen must be able to see the clue.

It's just that they look similar. Could it be that person?

But Leng Yichen chose to anesthetize himself with this face.

"Amnesia is good. Amnesia means that you can no longer remember what happened before."

Leng Yichen said.

An Xiaojing was driving the car, as if she couldn't hold the steering wheel, she was in a bad mood.

What did Leng Yichen mean by that sentence?

"From now on, your name will be An Xiaojing!"

Leng Yichen turned to that woman with a very gentle voice, "From now on, just stay by my side all the time."

The woman nodded.

But Leng Yichen just looked at her face and didn't make any other movements.

When they arrived at the villa, An Xiaojing stopped the car, and Uncle Lin came out of the house in surprise.

Because the woman who was with Leng Yichen was too similar to the young mistress before.

"Uncle Lin, look, who did I bring back?"

Leng Yichen said to the people beside him.

"Yes, young mistress?"

"Ok!"

Leng Yichen's answer was a little pale.

An Xiaojing also got out of the car, and suddenly felt that Leng Yichen was lying to herself.

"Young Mistress!" Uncle Lin shouted at the woman, with tears in his eyes.

The woman looked astonished, then nodded.smiled.

"Hello there!"

She even greeted so bluntly.

"She lost her memory, so she doesn't remember who you are!"

Leng Yichen said to Uncle Lin.

"I see!"

The man had no choice but to nod, and then looked at the woman.

"President, there is nothing else, I will leave first!"

An Xiaojing really couldn't bear to watch such a bloody plot, and she felt a little upset that a counterfeit appeared out of nowhere.

After all, you are unique.

Someone played herself, and she couldn't feel much better.

"En." Leng Yichen left An Xiaojing with a very inquiring expression, and then turned his gaze to the woman in front of him.

After An Xiaojing left, Leng Yichen brought the woman beside him into the living room.

The corner of the woman's mouth curled up a little.

But Leng Yichen didn't notice it.

She sat in the living room without much movement.

Facing that face, Leng Yichen stared intently, as if possessed by a demon, without making any other movements.

"Master Leng!"

The woman opened her mouth first, and then pulled a very attractive corner of her mouth.

"Okay, go to sleep, you go to the third floor!"

Leng Yichen suddenly interrupted her.