A light flashed in Leng Yihan's eyes, "Yes, I have to do this at the moment to get Huo Siyu's support." ”

Lin Jiawen didn't know why, he felt very disappointed in his heart, and he couldn't say why.

In her mind, she suddenly imagined that after she left the Emperor Group forever, a woman with outstanding appearance stood beside Leng Yihan and held his arm......

Lin Jiawen didn't know why he thought like this in his heart, and when he thought of such a scene, he felt uncomfortable.

Does she love cold and cold, it's impossible, does she like cold and cold, no!

What is the reason for that?

Could it be that her inner desire for domination and control is at odds?

Maybe, anyway, she doesn't want to marry Leng Yihan, but she doesn't want others to marry him.

Moreover, Leng Yihan is now the controller of the Dark Left, and marrying him is not logical, can he enter the Dark Left?

In this way, finding the person with six fingers, that is, something that is just around the corner, and the father's great revenge can be avenged.

"I don't force your choice, it's your freedom which path you choose."

Leng Yihan smiled lightly at Lin Jiawen, he has always been very cold and rarely smiles.

"In less than three days, I'll tell you the answer right now!" Lin Jiawen moved his arm and wanted to raise his hand, but the wound on his chest was immediately torn by the pain.

"Don't move!" Leng Yihan stepped to the side of the bed and held her shoulder.

"I can't hold my hand up now, and I won't sign a contract for you, but I choose this path." After Lin Jiawen finished speaking, she pursed her lips, because she didn't know what to say after that.

Leng Yihan covered her with a quilt, and the corners of her mouth couldn't hide her satisfaction,

"Don't worry, I still have three days to regret it, have a good rest, I'll make porridge for you."

"Where is this?"

"This is my other home, have a good rest, and now you are the hostess here."

Lin Jiawen looked at Leng Yihan's back as he turned around and went downstairs, and suddenly had a feeling that everything seemed to be not real.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the side face was very warm.

Lin Jiawen opened his eyes and saw the contract he had signed last night on the bedside table.

Thinking back to last night, in order to sign this contract, I really used all the strength to breastfeed.

She was in such a hurry to sign because she was worried that she would regret it.

But in the past three days, Leng Yihan has personally cooked and taken care of her.

Therefore, she is worried that she will regret it, which is redundant.

After all, Lin Jiawen was born as a killer, and in three days, she felt that she had almost recovered.

Early this morning, Leng Yihan brought breakfast into the bedroom as always.

"Contract, why don't you put it away?" Lin Jiawen took a sip of milk and took another bite of the sandwich, and his skills were not bad.

"Because the time hasn't come yet, I told yours, you have enough time to regret it."

Leng Yihan, dressed in a gray woolen sweater, sat on the sofa in the bedroom, picked up a newspaper, and began to flip through it.

"You think too much, Mr. Leng, I, Lin Jiawen, will never go back on what I do. And you really don't have to be afraid of me going back on it, it's been so good to me these days. ”

Leng Yihan continued to look at the newspaper without raising his head, "You have chosen to be my wife, I should treat you like this, without any deliberate actions." ”

"Okay, we're just a formal marriage, and it's also a hidden marriage, so there's no need to do much for me." Lin Jiawen put down the cup.

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