There was too much fatigue on his face.

Too many people can not understand the fatigue.

Take care of yourself.

He's tired, isn't he?

"Xiaojing, you wake up!"

Leng Yichen nodded, but the corner of his eye still revealed his excitement when he saw an Xiaojing wake up.

Put your body close to an Xiaojing, and the movements on your hands are very gentle.

"Where's Xiaoli?"

An Xiaojing seems to think of something.

Leng Yichen smiles.

"He's OK. Don't worry."

"Where is Su muying?"

"I don't know. I didn't care about her time after you fainted."

Leng Yichen explained.

"What about my brother?"

An Xiaojing finally came up with something to do.

I don't know how long it has been since she fainted, but it is obvious that she has accepted the initial message.

The thing that can stimulate her seems to be no longer a big thing.

"I don't know. I don't even know about Sumu."

Leng Yichen shook his head.

When he deduced that the man in the coffin was an Xianyang, he had already sent more people to find the whereabouts of an Xianyang.

But, how also can't find.

"The coffin is gone, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. At least, your brother didn't die. "

Leng Yichen confessed.

An Xiaojing's eyebrows are still clustered together.

Still worried.

"He's always disappearing and coming back, always."

An Xiaojing's eyes gradually turned red, but Leng Yichen gently rubbed her forehead with her hand.

"It's OK. I've sent someone to find your brother. Your brother will be OK."

He gave her a guarantee.

"I never thought that the man was su muying. Never, muying. She saved me. She is also very kind to Xiao Li. How can she be a young master? "

An Xiaojing still thinks it's ridiculous.

I was cheated and threatened for so long.

If you know Su muying's identity early, can she find the child more directly.

"Well, the truth is always unexpected."

Leng Yichen nodded.

"That's why I didn't tell you before. I have been troubled by a problem. I don't even understand why Mu Ying hates me so much. Until now, I don't understand this problem. "

Leng Yichen said.

An Xiaojing looked at him and suddenly felt a little pain in her heart.

Many people hate Leng Yichen.

There's no reason, or blood feud.

Leng Yichen, life is not very easy.

Even harder than others.

"There must be a reason. Yechen, did you find anything else in the entrance? "

Asked an Xiaojing.

"And the memory pills."

Leng Yichen replied.

At that time, Chen Chengfeng only gave himself these two things.

"A memory recovery pill?"

An Xiaojing hesitated.

So Su muying took care of his brother?

Didn't she say to herself that her brother became a vegetable and lost his memory? So is Su muying saving her brother?

It doesn't make sense.

An Xiaojing fell into deep thinking.

"Let's go home!"

Leng Yichen sees that an Xiaojing wakes up and proposes directly.

At home, it's always more comfortable than outside.

Besides, Han Su can also help, otherwise he will have nothing to do with this personal doctor.

An Xiaojing nodded.

Leng Yichen personally went to the hospital for surgery.

When I got back to the villa, Xiao Li was already asleep. An Xiaojing was carried upstairs by Leng Yichen.

She feels like a child here in Leng Yichen.

She was taken good care of, and the whole person was very at ease.

When we got to the room, the only light left was the most yellow one.

"Will we find my brother?"

An Xiaojing's eyes are incomparably soft and charming under the light, and also mixed with a trace of innocence.

Leng Yichen saw that he was about to fall.

Just considering that she's still pregnant.

"Yes, I will do what I promised you. I know you're in a hurry to find him, so whenever there's news, I'll let you know. "

Leng Yichen gave her a goodnight kiss on her forehead.

The young master's identity is Su muying, which scares an Xiaojing.

It shocked a lot of people.

An Xiaojing gradually closed her eyes, and Leng Yichen left a small lamp.Then I watched the people around me go to sleep, and then I went to sleep.

And Su muying, to Yu Zhenhuan to her place.

I saw Yu Zhenhuan at a glance.

"And the ashes?"

Her expression is very stiff. The person in front of her is quite different from Leng Yichen.

He is not an easy character to deal with.

And like to come to Yin.

"Sit down first."

Yu Zhenhuan spoke in a leisurely manner.

Completely disregarding Su muying's present mood.

Su muying sat down slowly and just wanted to talk.

Yu Zhenhuan said with a smile, "drink water."

Then he pushed her a glass of water down the table.

Su muying took over and opened his lips.

"I know what you want to say. You want to ask me why I took your grandmother's ashes? And where did you put your grandmother's ashes? " Yu Zhenhuan's slender fingers gently knocked on the table, making a clear sound. He held his chin in his hand and looked at Su muying with a smile.

Su Mu Ying Mou light sinks, did not answer immediately.

"Where's my grandmother's ashes?"

Su Mu Ying is biting a tooth, one word asks a way.

"Don't worry. Su muying, I have been observing you for a long time. "

Su muying's face changed slightly, and he could not help sneering.

"And then? What do you want to say? "

Su Mu Ying sneered.

"I think you hate Leng Yichen? Why don't we deal with him together? " Yu Zhenhuan raised his lips and stared at Su muying with some interest.

"No way."

Su Mu Ying refuted directly.

It's crisp.

Yu Zhenhuan's eyes sank down with a little displeasure.

"Why?"

Yu Zhenhuan asked.

"Why?" Su Mu Ying asked in reply, "I don't hate him anymore."

Lips slightly up, is a very abusive posture.

"Why don't you hate all of a sudden?" Yu Zhenhuan looks at the woman in front of him.

According to his investigation, Su muying's experience with Leng Yichen is no weaker than his.

Although, he did not understand why Su muying hated Leng Yichen.

"Hate can't solve anything."

Su Mu Ying shook his head slightly, with a little bitterness of seeing through the world.

Yu Zhenhuan pursed his lips, his eyes slightly unhappy.

"I don't want to fight any more. It's no fun."

Su Mu Ying smiles again, his voice is very light.

"Let go, Yu Zhenhuan."

Yu Zhenhuan gave a cold hum.

Su Mu Ying's eyes slightly ironic: "now, I just want to know, where did you put my grandmother's ashes?"

When he said this, Su muying's voice sank unconsciously.

"Then why should I return your grandmother's ashes to you?"