President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan's hand was held tightly by Feng Zhiming, "Where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan's hand hurt from his scratch.

Feng Zhiming opened the car door, let her get in the car, sat in the driver's seat, and drove away. After more than 20 minutes, the car drove into the most luxurious apartment in the city and stopped at the building downstairs.

Feng Zhiming got off the station and stood beside the car, and Ling Yanyan also got off the car, "Where is this place?" Rubbing his painful hand, he looked at the tall building with a slight frown.

Feng Zhiming walked over and put his arms around her shoulders, "Let's go! Go up and have a look." Taking the elevator to the 22nd floor, he walked to the door of a room, "Here." Feng Zhiming took out the key from his pocket , and handed it to Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan looked at the key in her hand, then took another look at Feng Zhiming's firm eyes, and opened the door. It was a big room. The living room alone was bigger than the house she lived in now. There were two bedrooms. The other room is relatively small and seems to be used as a study.

Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa, "How is it? Do you like it?" After watching her look at the room, she walked back to the living room with confusion in her eyes.

Ling Yanyan was silent, she didn't like it, she didn't like this kind of big and empty room without a trace of warmth, it didn't look like a home.

"You don't like it." Feng Zhiming looked at her and said firmly.

Ling Yanyan smiled lightly, "It's fine if you like it, it's none of my business anyway."

"No! This will be our home from now on." Feng Zhiming said to her.

Home?our home?Ling Yanyan sneered, "I won't have a family, have you forgotten? I'm just an orphan. An orphan without a home." Ling Yanyan thought of the small house she used to live in, the small house she lived with her father, and later A small house that was demolished.

"You have a home. From now on, as long as there is a place where you have me, it will be home." Feng Zhiming looked into her self-pitying eyes, "Aren't you very strong? Aren't you the strong Ling Yanyan? This is very unlike you , not like the first time I saw you."

Ling Yanyan raised the corners of her lips, "I can do whatever I want! Don't worry about it, this is my freedom."

"Then in the afternoon, you can decorate this place as the home you want!" Feng Zhiming looked at the still somewhat empty room.

"I have my own house to live in, why decorate here? I can't keep up with your taste, you can do it yourself. I'm going back." Ling Yanyan would not be so stupid, a man like him, she Don't dare to mess with it.

Feng Zhiming grabbed her, "No! You will live here from today on." Ling Yanyan opened her eyes wide, "What?! I live here? I don't want it." Living in such a good place, she would Can't sleep.

"I live as long as I say, and it's useless if you refuse." Feng Zhiming knew that she would refuse.

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but said: "You are overbearing and rude."

"I'm domineering, I'm rude, what about your answer?" Feng Zhiming smiled instead of anger.

Ling Yanyan raised her head to meet his face without showing any weakness, "I disagree." After speaking, she was about to walk out of the room.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree, then I'll call now and ask Li Rui to send someone to tear down the orphanage." Feng Zhiming raised the phone in his hand to her.

Ling Yanyan hurriedly turned around and tried to snatch the phone from him, but he avoided it, "How is it? Your answer."

"Okay, I promise, as long as you don't demolish the orphanage, I will agree to any conditions." Ling Yanyan still gave in.

Feng Zhiming put the phone back in his pocket, "Let's go!" He looked at her triumphantly, and walked out of the apartment with his arms around her.

Ling Yanyan could only follow him passively, the orphanage was her only weakness.

Wang Xueyi sat in the western restaurant, waiting for Feng Zhiming to arrive, "Miss, do you want to order?" The waiter came over and asked.

"Wait a little longer, pour me a glass of ice water." Wang Xueyi waved her hand, looked at the door without blinking, but Feng Zhiming's arrival was not there, took out her mobile phone, and dialed his number Called, but no one answered.

Then she called the secretary's office, "Mr. Wang, the president has left the company." The secretary's answer made her frown even tighter.

After waiting for three hours, when it was three o'clock for work, Wang Xueyi only drank a glass of water, left the restaurant, and returned to the company.

I took the elevator to the top floor, but was stopped by Li Rui, "Mr. Wang, what do you want?"

"I'm here to find Zhiming." Wang Xueyi pulled Li Rui to stop her arm.

Li Rui stopped her without moving, "Mr. Wang, the president is not in the office."

"No, I want to go in and take a look." Wang Xueyi still broke into the CEO's office, and she went to look at every place in it, even the lounge and the private bathroom, but there was still no one there.

"President Wang, the president is really not here, can you go out?" Li Rui asked Wang Xueyi to leave the office with a straight face.

Wang Xueyi took two steps, then turned around, "Li Rui, you know where Zhiming is, don't you? Can you tell me, I'm worried about him."

"President Wang, I'm sorry." Li Rui answered her simply, and made a gesture of please.

Wang Xueyi snorted before leaving.

Feng Zhiming brought Ling Yanyan to the furniture mall, which was full of expensive imported furniture, Ling Yanyan didn't even dare to touch it, she could only watch.

"Choose it quickly! Pick what you like." Feng Zhiming said to Ling Yanyan who was on the side.

Ling Yanyan looked at the furniture with such an expensive price tag, turned around, came back and sat down, "Well, are you sure you want to buy it here?" Ling Yanyan confirmed with him again.

Feng Zhiming nodded and took a sip of tea without frowning. "Hurry up and pick, we have other things."

Ling Yanyan stood up, "Okay, I choose."

Choose the most expensive one, it will make you feel bad.Ling Yanyan got up and spent more than half an hour choosing a set of white sofas and a set of glass coffee tables with leather bases.

"I've chosen." Ling Yanyan came back as if she was relieved.

"Only these two things?" Feng Zhiming looked at the samples shown to her by the manager of the mall, mainly because her time was not counted in terms of money, and it took half an hour to choose two pieces of furniture.

Feng Zhiming took the sample brochure in the hands of the store manager, "This, this, this." Feng Zhiming didn't even look at the price, and pointed to the dressing table in the sample brochure without hesitation.

Ling Yanyan thought that she had chosen enough, but she didn't expect Feng Zhiming to be stronger than her, okay!He is rich, but he treats money as money.

Finally, Feng Zhiming took out his gold card and swiped it, and then gave the address of the store manager, asking him to deliver the goods to the door at the appointed time.

After the two had chosen all the furniture and decorations, it was already evening when they returned to the apartment. Of course, most of the time was deliberately dawdled by Ling Yanyan.

"Huh, I'm so tired." Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa, feeling that she was going to collapse from exhaustion.

Feng Zhiming also sat down, "Your physical strength is too weak, I suggest you run to work in the future." Looking at Ling Yanyan who was leaning on the sofa, he joked.