"Anxia, you can continue to work there." With that, an Xiaojing left immediately. What a sin. She saw the pair in the morning, but she couldn't keep her eyes quiet.
"Yechen, I just want to make up with her. After all, I'm a sister. I don't want to have any estrangement between us." An Xi Ya's expression is very aggrieved, but in the heart has succeeded again.
Now the relationship between Leng Yichen and an Xiaojing is getting worse and worse. She has to work harder to get that woman out of the war. However, it is obvious that if she only fights on her own, she can't get to the point in her heart.
"She's not worth your attention." Leng Yichen picked up the milk on the table and took a sip, but he was not in any mood. What happened last night was in his mind.
"But..."
"All right!"
Anxiya wants to say something more. Leng Yiche interrupts her: "it's late. I'll go to the company first. You have a wound in your hand, so it's best to stop all commercial activities. "
An Xi Ya hears Leng Yi Chen say so, certainly happy to death.
"OK, yechen, you can rest assured to go. I will take good care of myself."
Leng Yichen nodded.
When anxiya was left in the room, her domineering and arrogant character was exposed. It's really hard for Leng Yichen to pretend to be a lady for too long.
An Xiya's first thought in her villa was to go to an Xiaojing's room to search for something.
It is said that the Swarovski skirt on an Xiaojing's body that day was given by Leng Yichen. I don't know how many good things Leng Yichen gave her before.
Anyiya gave a sneer in her heart. In a word, all this will be her own. She just went to an Xiaojing's room and took some things that will soon belong to her.
Uncle Lin noticed that an Xiya was going upstairs and asked.
"Miss ANN, what are you doing up there?"
"What can I do for you? Uncle Lin, you are too much in charge Anxiya's arrogant reply, she can't stand the old man for a long time.
Since she lived in the villa, uncle Lin has never given her a good face, and he always cooks the food that an Xiaojing likes, which is never her favorite food.
Moreover, anxiya always feels that uncle Lin's existence is a threat to her. This person will not like other servants, see Leng Yichen dote on her to hold dogleg, but always can see his eyes to his disgust.
"If miss an wants to go upstairs to blow her hair, then I have nothing to say. But if you go in and out of other people's rooms and act recklessly, I'll be the first to tell the young master!"
"How dare you? What do you think you are? Ha ha, to put it bluntly, isn't it just a watchdog? "
"You?" Uncle Lin is surprised by an Xiya's abnormal appearance.
"Don't look at me like that. If you have the ability, you can tell Leng Yichen? Do you think he believes you or me? But what kind of relationship are you? Also deserve Leng Yichen's trust? "
An Xiya's usual problems of being used to by Jiang Meng are all revealed.
Hypocrisy, cunning, defiant.
"Besides, it won't be long. Everything in this room will be mine. I'm Leng Yichen's woman, and you? What are you? " An Xiya is mean. She doesn't know that uncle Lin has a certain position in this family.
But Uncle Lin sighed. Now that Leng Yichen has grown up, he really can't intervene in his affairs.
He didn't trust her, not to mention what she said.
Uncle Lin quietly retreated to the kitchen, Anxia looked down at the downstairs with a very contemptuous smile.
"A loser."
Then she went straight to an Xiaojing's room.
This is the largest room in the villa. It is also the room where an Xiaojing and Leng Yichen live together.
"It's really cheap for her to live in such a good place! But it will always be mine An Xiya talks to herself. She is rummaging in this room. However, it is an Xiaojing's mobile phone that attracts her.
An Xiaojing's mobile phone ran out of power and was charging in her room, while she went to school by herself.
An Xiya's mouth shows a very ironic smile. If there is an Xiaojing's Secret in her mobile phone, she really makes money.
Password!
An Xiya tried an Xiaojing's birthday, No.
Is it dad's birthday?
Sure enough, the phone turned on.
An Xiya sneers. However, an Xiaojing's call records have long been deleted by her, and the information is just unimportant information from the information station.
And the album is empty.
An Xiaojing, you are not guilty. What is it?
An Xi Ya in the heart mercilessly scolded for a while.
When you open the only social software that an Xiaojing uses, the status inside is empty, and Yu Huan is the only one in the communication bar."Do you think others will sympathize with you when you live as a lonely old man?" Anxiya gave a cold hum.
Originally, I thought that I could find a lot of secrets when I got an Xiaojing's mobile phone, but this result disappointed her.
"Ding Ding Ding!" Suddenly, there was a noise. It was the voice of the social software.
An Xi Ya sees, it is the message that Yu Huan falls to her.
However, in the conversation that an Xiaojing hasn't had time to delete, there is a photo she sent to Yu huanluo. It's a picture of an ancient couple in an aesthetic class with shangguanqing.
At that moment, anxiya didn't know how happy she was.
She took out her cell phone and aimed it at the picture.
And an Xiaojing, at school, didn't know all the actions that an xiyazheng was plotting.
"Xiaojing, we don't answer your phone. Let's go to Shangguan's restaurant after class!" Yu huanluo said.
"My phone is at home." An Xiaojing explained, "but it's OK after class. I'll go with you."
An Xiaojing thinks that when she comes back to her villa after class, if she sees Leng Yichen and an Xiya being framed by those two people, it would be better for her to stay cool.
In a French restaurant, Shangguan Qingzheng had a good talk with a woman.
"Shangguanqing!" Yu Huan saw the scene at a glance, and her resentment broke out these days. She rushed directly.
"Who is she?"
"Is it necessary to tell you?" Shangguanqing's tone was suddenly very cold, not like in the past.
"You Yu huanluo didn't expect that this was shangguanqing's proper reaction. She ran away angrily, while an Xiaojing stood in the same place in consternation and finally went out with her.
"Asshole!" Yu huanluo cursed.
"Don't come to a conclusion yet, you can talk about something well!" Comfort from an Xiaojing.