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

Chapter 700 A Gift From Grandpa

After sending Han Su away, Leng Yichen really fell into deep thought.

I kept thinking about what Han Su said just now in my mind.

If yes, then, did someone lose their memory?

The person hidden in the coffin has lost his memory, and another person is helping the person in the coffin to recover his memory.

Leng Yichen shook his head.

I feel that I have received too much information in my mind.

When he came out of the study, An Xiaojing looked at him with a displeased face.

"what happened?"

Leng Yichen looked at An Xiaojing and asked.

"It was agreed to lend me the study room when I come back today, but you have been occupying the study room all the time, so how can you prove that my child's smartness has something to do with me?"

An Xiaojing just wasn't happy, Leng Yichen smiled very dotingly.

"Okay, I see. I'm coming out now."

Leng Yichen walked away from the original place, and An Xiaojing walked in.

Leng Yichen directly pulled the stool away for her and let An Xiaojing sit on it.

"What book do you want to read?"

He casually started flipping through the books on the bookshelf, his movements were elegant.

An Xiaojing thought about it.

"History, arithmetic. Anyway, you need to use your brain."

Leng Yichen was very cooperative, and then found several books on historical records from the bookshelf.

"If it's a girl, it's good to read more about history."

Leng Yichen said.

An Xiaojing nodded, really looking seriously.

"By the way, what are you talking about with Han Su? Have you talked for so long?"

An Xiaojing asked.

"It's nothing, I asked him to help Chen Xi look at her eyes before, and the main purpose of my visit today is to tell me about Chen Xi's eye mask."

Leng Yichen didn't intend to tell An Xiaojing about the pills, for fear that she would overthink it.

"Oh, I haven't heard from Chen Xi for a long time. I don't know how he is doing?"

An Xiaojing asked again.

"I don't know, I sent a text message to his phone, but there has been no reply, and then I can't get through the phone, maybe Yu Zhenhuan has restricted his freedom."

When he said this, Leng Yichen's face obviously darkened.

The whole person is very sad.

The younger brother who had been by his side all the time was fine now, and was put under house arrest in the name of his elder brother.

He can't act as if nothing happened.

"Are you looking for him?"

An Xiaojing asked.

She could see that Leng Yichen had too much reconciliation on his face.

"I want to respect his choice more."

If Chen Xi is also very willing to stay by Yu Zhenhuan's side, what reason does she have to intervene in other people's lives?

There is no standard for judging right or wrong, only the right to choose.

"He won't be happy, trust me."

An Xiaojing said firmly.

She can be regarded as someone who understands Leng Chenxi's thinking better.

Leng Yichen was in the middle of the game, so of course he couldn't see each other's thoughts clearly.

But if she stands outside, can't she understand?

"I believe Chen Xi will definitely not like that feeling, being threatened by others, without freedom. Moreover, compared to you and Yu Zhenhuan, he cares more about you."

Saying this seems to be a little provocative, but An Xiaojing doesn't think she should hide anything in front of Leng Yichen.

"But, Yu Zhenhuan is his real brother!"

"Leng Yichen, is it that important? What's wrong with my brother? You have been with him for so many years, and this kind of feeling cannot be replaced by others. Besides, Chen Xi didn't really lose his mind. You didn't have hatred in the first place, it was the aftershock. Huan keeps instilling that kind of thinking in him, but in this situation, he chooses to believe you. Do you still have to question how important your position is in his heart?"

It turned out that Leng Yichen was so unconfident in front of the people he cared about.

So?

How he sees himself.

"Well. It would be great if I knew the truest thoughts in his heart, but that person always won't say it."

Leng Yichen shook his head regretfully.

An Xiaojing herself didn't know how to explain it to Leng Yichen.

If it were her, she would have gone to grab someone with Yu Zhenhuan long ago.

Leng Yichen usually takes the initiative and is strong, but when he is in front of someone he cares about, he behaves like this.

An Xiaojing shook her head helplessly, then lowered her head to read the book.

Leng Yichen didn't bother her anymore.

Coming out of the study, Leng Yichen's phone rang again.

It is Chengfeng.

Leng Yichen was surprised what Chengfeng called him at this point.

But it soon occurred to him that he might have found information about the crutches.

"Master!"

Chengfeng spoke first on the phone, sounding a little serious.

"Chengfeng, what's wrong?"

"That crutch was given to Lafayette Su by the old master back then."

"what?"

Leng Yichen was shocked.

So that kind of wood originated in their cold home?

So, what about the coffin?

"Well, the information found now is indeed like this."

Chengfeng said.

It turned out to be a gift from grandpa to the other party.

Leng Yichen finally understood why Lafayette Su took that crutch so seriously.

She cherishes all the things her grandfather gave her.

So, what about the coffin?

What's going on again?

"Is the wood of the coffin the same as this one? So is the coffin also from our Leng family?"

Leng Yichen felt that this was a very scary question.

If so, what would be in the coffin?

How could it suddenly disappear again.

"Because I found out that this kind of wood for crutches was found in a forest when the old man crossed the Atlantic Ocean with others when he was young. At that time, he should have brought back a whole big one from there. After that, They were made into things like crutches and coffins. According to this calculation, the coffin belongs to our Leng family."

Chengfeng deduced.

Everything he said made sense.

Leng Yichen listened carefully.

"Well, if it belongs to our family, what do you think will be contained in the coffin?"

"This one……"

Chengfeng hesitated for a while.

"Actually, there are rumors that the coffin the old man was buried in was very beautiful, with dragon patterns engraved on it. The old man did not choose to be cremated, but to be buried in the traditional sense."

Chengfeng paused, not daring to continue speaking.

"Oh!"

Did he mean that his grandfather cheated on his corpse?

How can it be?

It's been so many years!

Leng Yichen kept shaking his head, feeling confused about many things.

Finally, hung up the phone.

According to the current clues, the coffin belonged to his family, and his grandfather was inside, and the crutches were also given to Lafayette Su by his grandfather, but how to explain the pill?

Why is it something that can revive people's memory?

Does my grandfather still need to revive his memory?

And who is helping him revive his memory?

But it seems impossible, something that obviously doesn't exist, doesn't it?

Grandpa has been dead for so long, he deserves to be respected.

Instead of being suspicious of the dead here.

Leng Yichen fell into a deep thought.