"So you're 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.

"That old Buddha, in her and my grandfather's generation, has a deep relationship. Therefore, the Leng family has always attached great importance to that man. Long ago, the Su family was the same family as the Leng family in the imperial capital. It's just that in this generation, they've slowly declined. "

An Xiaojing was a little shocked. After all, it's incredible that Leng Yichen still faces herself with serious things.

"It's just a little bit of our family."

"No wonder." No wonder Leng Yichen has dealt with so many companies and enterprises for so many years, but he has not started at this place.

It turned out that he still had a conscience.

"I heard you prepared a big gift? What is it? " An Xiaojing asked, she has not found how big things are in the car.

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

"Also, cold less hand, 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, which made an Xiaojing very comfortable.

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

If a child plays the piano well, he will certainly develop his temperament. Moreover, people who talk about piano all have beautiful hands. Will they look like his father.

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

His driving hand is very white, and some of his fingers are clear.

What a nice pair of hands.

"If it's a boy, what to do with learning these things will only make him become a mother!" Leng Yichen suddenly spoke.

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

Leng Yichen didn't answer. He just snorted from his nose. He didn't seem to know how to argue with her.

"Leng Yichen, I heard uncle Lin say that you play the piano very well. Why don't you come to a song?" An Xiaojing's eyes were full of disbelief.

"I don't want to play!" Or that pair of cold tone, cold also Chen concentrate on driving the car.

"Cut!" An Xiaojing severely despised that man. If she is a boy, don't inherit this character. It's really puzzling.

Moreover, even normal communication can not be carried out.

"It is said that you can draw?" An Xiaojing then asked, she suddenly thought of the man in the studio. He was very good-looking when he was painting. If Leng Yichen also sat there quietly with a paintbrush, would he be the same as him?

"Who do you listen to? You really know me Leng Yichen snorted. He is not a show off person.

But how could someone expose him?

As an Xiaojing knows, it's all from Uncle Lin, but she really doesn't need to shake uncle Lin out.

Leng Yichen can't point to scolding uncle Lin again.

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

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

"Here it is Leng Yichen replied.

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

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

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

"Because there's just time!" Leng Yichen spoke simply.

An Xiaojing smiles at the woman.

"Go in! I have to greet others here. Grandma is in there! "

The woman motioned Leng Yichen to go in, while an Xiaojing followed him.

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

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

"You'll know later!" Leng Yichen replied.

But before I went in, I saw Nangong Han.

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

"You don't come every year, we are the same!"

"Ha Nangong Han sees an Xiaojing on one side again. He is half of an Xiaojing's boss, but now he grants her a long maternity leave.

"Xiaojing, did you feel all right during the pregnancy? Should you feel our gentle service?" Nangong Han's playful face ignores Leng Yichen's smelly 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.

Where can we talk about gentle service.

An Xiaojing felt that it would not be Leng Yichen.

In the end, she could only smile dryly.

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

"It's something she likes!" It seems that it's more important to talk to Nanchen here.

"Xiaojing, you don't know what Leng Shao gave you, do you?" Nangong Han takes the idea to an Xiaojing.

However, an Xiaojing really didn't know.

She had no choice but to smile again.

"It's worthy of being husband and wife. I've been living together for a long time now, and even my expression is so similar!" Nangong Han looks at the two people who don't speak. Even if he is dissatisfied, he can't do anything.

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

In the final analysis, Su's villas are for the so-called old Buddha. The overall style is Chinese classical.

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

At a glance, she saw the old Buddha sitting on a carved wooden chair. It was top quality wood.

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

People look at her one after another and see an Xiaojing as well.

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

"This is not yechen!" When the old Buddha saw Leng Yichen, he was talking and laughing with the people around him, so he came to see him.

"Yes, grandma!" Cold also Chen rare mild tone.