They walked along the river and got on the bus.

When I got back to the villa, it was a little late.

When an Xiaojing was about to go upstairs, her mobile phone rang out of time.

Her heart, instantly pulled up.

It's the young master.

An Xiaojing hurried to the room and answered the phone.

"Hello

"I didn't succeed, so I didn't even answer the phone?"

The other side asked sarcastically.

An Xiaojing was a little flustered.

It seems that what the young master said is right.

"I'll try to do it."

She remembers that the young master made her hate Leng Yichen, but now it seems that her relationship with Leng Yichen is getting better and better.

Even if there was a big fight on that day, after that, they didn't discuss and tangle too much about the previous things.

Two people, like this day after day.

"Forget it, Leng Yichen now to you, won his disgust should be very difficult, as you go directly to destroy his computer!"

The other side put forward the conditions so naked.

"What? Destroy his computer? "

An Xiaojing was a little surprised.

"But how?"

"How to do it? Don't tell me the password of the computer. You don't know! Turn on his computer and delete all the important files. After that, I will give you some fake information. You can find a way to give it to Leng Yichen. In short, destroying him is my ultimate goal. "

The other side in the phone insidious mouth.

It is difficult for an Xiaojing to understand the young master.

When Leng Yichen was in prison, he allowed himself to save Leng Yichen.

At that time, he swore to himself that he would try to get Leng Yichen out.

But now they say they're going to destroy him.

An Xiaojing really doesn't understand how much hatred there is between the people on the phone and Leng Yichen.

"How is the child?"

She still couldn't help it.

It makes her sad to think that other mothers can live with their babies, but she doesn't even hold them.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

"Child? Do you remember the kids? I thought you forgot what you had in my hands

The other side said: "the child fell asleep, recently always called mother, looking at, it is really distressed!"

"You

An Xiaojing was a little nervous when she heard that her child would call her mother.

"So, don't blame me for not giving you the chance to look after your children. They are not sensible, but what about you? Don't you know what I want you to do? Don't you know how to deal with Leng Yichen? "

The other side gave an Xiaojing a hard lesson.

"Your attitude determines my attitude towards your children. I will treat your children as well as you can make Leng Yichen miserable. So measure for yourself! "

This

An Xiaojing nodded: "I promise you. I'll do as you say. The child, half a year old, can't grow up without a mother. "

Yes, as a mother, she has been absent from her children's life for a long time.

After a long time, can't you even recognize yourself when you see your child?

"That's right. You're not stupid, so do what you should do! "

When the other party hangs up, all an Xiaojing can see is herself in the dresser.

The whole person is a little strange.

It was her own face, but for a moment, she even felt very strange.

"Why?"

An Xiaojing asked herself in the mirror.

She didn't know why.

Is she willing to be subject to others and threatened with children?

And to Leng Yichen, the person he once hated and hated, did he really have feelings he shouldn't have?

No, he is the enemy of killing his brother and the initiator of his separation from his child.

How could she bow to that man so quickly?

However, what you see in the mirror is always your own image, but not your own heart.

What does her heart look like?

An Xiaojing's expression was suddenly very cold.

I don't know what to do next, and I don't know how to do it myself.

The door was suddenly opened.

Footsteps from far and near, the figure appeared behind.

"What's the matter?"

Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing in the mirror and asks.

"Leng Yichen!"

For the first time, an Xiaojing looked into his eyes so seriously and talked with him.

Although, only in the mirror, two people's eyes are reflected after the image."If one day, people around you are cheating on you, what would you do?"

……

"It depends on who it is?"

Leng Yichen opens his mouth to her eyes.

"If it's you, I don't mind at all!"

Cold also Chen answers very seriously, there is rare deep feeling in Mou son.

"Don't speak so early!"

An Xiaojing raises her eyebrows.

In the mirror, there is a sense of provocation.

"Maybe, I owe you something."

Leng Yichen suddenly spoke.

In fact, there are many things between them that should be settled peacefully.

"Leng Yichen, sometimes I think I will forgive you, but there is always a voice reminding me."

An Xiaojing pauses, referring to the young master.

Always use children to threaten themselves to deal with Leng Yichen.

"There is a voice in my heart, always let me not so easily forgive you!"

"Then, will you ever forgive me? In fact, what I want is very simple. You and I will have our children in the future. We live together. What I want is always simple. "

Simple?

How ridiculous!

An Xiaojing pulled a cold arc from the corner of her mouth.

"Leng Yichen, some things are not what you think. In this world, not everything you want can be done."

"For example?"

"For example? My heart

An Xiaojing finally turned to the man.

"Two voices in my heart are always quarreling. I can clearly feel your change now, but there will be a voice in my heart, telling myself that I can't forgive you so much! But this kind of situation, is that I can't control myself

An Xiaojing's eyebrows frowned slightly.

If there is no child threatening herself, maybe she can try to accept Leng Yichen.

But it's impossible.

The child doesn't even have a shadow now. How can she feel at ease with Leng Yichen?

Or accept or reject him?

What qualifications does she have?

"Sleep, you are tired!"

Leng Yichen seems reluctant to discuss this topic.

An Xiaojing sighed. When she woke up again, she was going to deal with this man.

Yes, for the sake of her children, she still has to do something. She can't be so indifferent any more.