President, don't mess around

When Ling Yanyan came out of the factory, it was already night and the sky was dark, "Master Ling, please go slowly." The factory manager sent her to the door.

"Thank you very much for Manager Xu's warm hospitality today, then I will go back first." Ling Yanyan bowed and thanked.

The red car glided in the night and disappeared into the night. Ling Yanyan slowed down and rubbed her sore shoulders. Hey, she is just the assistant to the president, but the factory manager warmly entertained her and let her Sitting in the office for a day without doing anything, he even prepared a sumptuous dinner for her.

Feng Zhiming sat in the office, looking at the dark night, she has been gone for a day, why hasn't she come back?He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a number.

"President, hello, hello!" Manager Xu bowed and bowed when he received Feng Zhiming's call.

"Where is Special Assistant Ling? Are you still in the factory?" Feng Zhiming didn't care about his attitude at all. He just wanted to know where Ling Yanyan was, but he didn't want to put down his face and call Ling Yanyan. What he sent her out was machismo.

"Oh, Special Assistant Ling, she has already left. President, I entertained Special Assistant Ling well according to Special Assistant Li's instructions, and prepared a sumptuous dinner for her. Assistant Ling left not long ago." Manager Xu began Tao Tao kept talking.

Feng Zhiming simply hummed, hung up the phone, and sat back at his desk.

Ling Yanyan drove the car close to the urban area, the car turned to the right according to the signal light, suddenly a child ran out, Ling Yanyan turned the steering wheel quickly, but the car crashed into the flower bed on the left, the left front of the car has changed Out of shape, Ling Yanyan's head hit the car window, and blood flowed from her forehead, "Oh, it hurts."

Ling Yanyan took the bag on the passenger seat with her remaining consciousness, but the phone rang at the same time, and the voice of "Hello" was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?" Li Minghao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

As soon as Ling Yanyan heard his voice, "Minghao, my car crashed."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be right there." The phone was hung up, and Li Minghao appeared at the place Ling Yanyan said as quickly as possible.

"Yanyan!" Li Minghao saw the wound on Ling Yanyan's forehead, and his heart was about to jump out, "Is there any other injury?"

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "No."

"Go, I'll take you to the hospital." Li Minghao picked her up and walked into the car, "Did you call him?"

"No." Ling Yanyan originally wanted to call him, but she was afraid that he would be worried.

"I'll call him." Li Minghao took out his phone, but Ling Yanyan stopped him, "No! I don't want him to worry too much."

Li Minghao took a look at her and could only give up, driving her directly to the hospital.

"How is it? Is it serious?" Li Minghao asked the doctor anxiously.

The doctor sterilized the wound on her forehead, rubbed it with liquid medicine, put gauze on it, and hung up a bottle of liquid medicine, "It's not too serious, but pay attention to the wound, I'll prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs."

"Don't you need to be hospitalized?" Li Minghao looked at her pale face. Although the wound was healed, she still looked weak, as if she was going to faint at any time.

The doctor smiled, "No, she was just frightened, just go back and have a good rest."

After hearing the doctor's words, Li Minghao let go of his heart, picked up Ling Yanyan and walked out of the hospital.

"I'll take you back." Li Minghao said to Ling Yanyan who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Ling Yanyan grabbed his sleeve with her little hand, "No, don't, he will be worried if I look like this."

"Okay, then go to my villa first." Li Minghao's big hand tightly held her slightly cold little hand.

Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay, let's take a rest first." She pressed the button to let the back of the car's seat gradually lie flat, and then took a thin blanket from the back seat of the car to cover her body.

The black BMW drove slowly on the road, and Li Minghao was afraid that the speed of the car would make her uncomfortable.

It was half an hour's journey, but it took nearly an hour. The car was parked in the garage, but Ling Yanyan seemed very tired, and she was still sleeping very sweetly. Li Minghao opened the car door, gently picked her up, and let her sleep. Go back to the room on the second floor.

As soon as Ling Yanyan lay on the bed, she slowly opened her eyes, "Here, I fell asleep."

"It's okay, I wish you could sleep until dawn?" Her sleep became light.

Ling Yanyan sat up with difficulty, "I want to call him and talk to him."

Just find any reason, right?

Ling Yanyan held the phone tightly, and dialed the number after a long time, "Where are you? Why haven't you come back yet?" The phone was picked up, and Feng Zhiming's displeased voice came.

Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, he was angry.

"I'm sorry, I met an old friend, so I won't go back tonight. I still want to take a few days off, can I?" Ling Yanyan thought on her knees and guessed that Feng Zhiming would not believe it.

Feng Zhiming didn't say anything, and remained silent, "Zhiming, don't you agree? Then I won't ask for leave."

"It's okay, since we're friends, let's stay with her for two days!" Feng Zhiming's voice was obviously displeased, but he still agreed.

"Thank you, I will go back to work as soon as possible." Ling Yanyan put the phone on the line, "Minghao, thank you too."

Li Minghao sat down by the bed, "Silly Yanyan, you must be careful when driving in the future! Fortunately, today is not very serious."

Ling Yanyan smiled on her pale face, "I will definitely be careful next time."

"As long as I'm here, I won't let you drive anymore." Li Minghao said to her.

"Ming Hao, you can be domineering sometimes!" Ling Yanyan leaned on his shoulder with a smile.

"Anyone who is a man will be domineering. Okay, you should rest soon." Seeing her playful appearance, Li Minghao finally raised the corners of his mouth.

Ling Yanyan lay down quietly, her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes covered her eyes.

Li Minghao turned off the crystal chandelier, leaving only a desk lamp on the bedside table, dimmed the lamp, and sat down by himself.

Feng Zhiming couldn't be blamed for Yanyan's injury, but when he saw her injured, his heart still ached.

In case something happened to her, Li Minghao stayed by her bed the whole time, but in the middle of the night, Ling Yanyan suddenly started to have a fever, "Zhiming, Zhiming."

Li Minghao took a towel and applied it to her forehead. Cold sweat started to break out from her body, and her consciousness became blurred. "Yanyan, are you okay? Can you answer me?" Li Minghao frowned even tighter.

Ling Yanyan frowned, and kept calling Feng Zhiming.

Li Minghao reluctantly dialed Feng Zhiming's cell phone, but no one answered it until after the nth time, the cell phone was picked up.

"Mr. Li, do you have anything to do with me? Don't you think it's immoral to disturb other people's good business by calling so late?" Feng Zhiming's voice came lazily.

Li Minghao heard the panting and moaning of a woman on the phone.