Leng Yichen did not answer Ying Xia Yanxi. He asked her to rest early tonight and he would take her to see Zhou Liu tomorrow.
Xia Yanxi entered the room that Leng Yichen asked the servant to prepare for her. There were several missed calls on her phone, all from Qiao Yanli.
She called him back.
It only rang once or twice before he answered the call.
"Yan Xi, why didn't you answer the phone before?" His deep voice sounded a little anxious.
Hearing his voice, Xia Yanxi's nose felt sharp. She seemed to have thrown herself into his arms now, hugging him tightly and absorbing the fresh and delicious scent of him.
Trying to suppress the surging emotions in her heart, she said to him in a calm voice, "I was busy with work before, and I am free now. Yanli, I miss you so much."
The man on the other end of the phone laughed softly, like beads falling into a jade plate, pure and sweet.
"I miss you too," he said.
Leng Yichen brought fruits and snacks to Xia Yanxi. He heard her talking on the phone and didn't knock on the door. Standing at the door of the room, his expression was reserved.
Putting the plate with fruits and meals on the floor, he turned around and went downstairs.
…
Main building villa.
Leng Yichen looked at the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window smoking. He walked behind her and said with deep eyes, "Madam, Yan Xi found here, what are you going to do? She wants to see you very much. It can be seen that she I still love you."
Misty smoke spit out from Zhou Liu's bright red lips. She squinted her eyes slightly, with a hint of inhuman sharpness in her expression, "Her mother Xia Wenna is dead. I am Zhou Liu."
Leng Yichen frowned, "Anyway, your blood is flowing in her body."
Zhou Liu laughed coldly, and flicked the cigarette ashes with her beautifully manicured fingertips. "I had nothing to do with her as early as seven years ago." After saying this, she paused slightly. A sinister look flashed in his eyes, "The last time you went back, didn't you say that she had married that boy Qiao Yanli?"
Leng Yichen nodded, "Yes."
Zhou Liu put out the half-smoked cigarette. She sat on the sofa and smiled with an unclear expression. "If you can find out that I am still alive, it must have something to do with that kid. He hates me so much, but he married Xia Yanxi. It’s not very clear what his purpose is?”
Leng Yichen narrowed her deep eyes, "The most innocent one is Yan Xi, madam, we can't let her be hurt anymore."
Zhou Liu looked at Leng Yichen with a faint smile, "You have been with me for so many years and have always been indifferent to women. Now you care so much about Xia Yanxi. Why do you have feelings for her?"
Leng Yichen didn't like Zhou Liu's tone very much. After all, Xia Yanxi was her daughter.
"Madam, now that you have established a firm footing here, I think you can bring her and Mumu to your side."
Zhou Liu smiled coldly, "She is Qiao Yanli's wife now. Do you think her heart can still be towards me? I suspect that Qiao Yanli told her something and she came to avenge Qiao Yanli. !" Speaking of this, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "Qiao Yanli is really thoughtful, and he actually targeted Xia Yanxi."
"Madam, I don't think Yan Xi came here to avenge Qiao Yanli. Don't draw any conclusions yet. See her first tomorrow!"
Zhou Liu nodded with an unclear expression.
…
Lying on a strange bed, Xia Yanxi couldn't sleep at all.
The woman he glanced at before kept reappearing in his mind.