President, don't mess around

"It's fine if you don't want to!" Feng Zhiming was about to get up and get out of bed, but Ling Yanyan stretched out his hand and grabbed her, "Okay, I agree!"

Ling Yanyan lowered her head, imprinted a shallow kiss on his raised sexy thin lips, and then raised her head to meet his eyes, "Is it all right?"

"Although it's a little bit reluctant, it's still acceptable." Feng Zhiming nodded slightly.

"Then you are willing to take me there?" Ling Yanyan's watery eyes lit up.

Feng Zhiming nodded, "Let's go! However, I can only look at her from outside."

"Okay." The two took a step back and reached an agreement.

Feng Zhiming was driving the car, while Ling Yanyan was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a handbag tightly in her hand.

After more than half an hour, the car stopped at the gate of a Ren En mental treatment center in the suburbs.

Ling Yanyan opened the car door, got out of the car, lost her balance, and fell into Feng Zhiming's arms, "Can I go?" He asked softly in her ear.

Ling Yanyan nodded, it's not his fault that her legs are weak now.

A doctor in white robes came out and took them to a ward. Through the glass window, Ling Yanyan saw Wang Xueyi's messy long hair. The white hospital gown on her body made her look even paler and more fragile, and her eyes were gone. Guangcai, from time to time giggled silly.

"Doctor, is she seriously ill?" Ling Yanyan turned her head and asked the doctor, "Can it be cured?"

The doctor paused, "Her illness is a bit tricky. More importantly, she has self-protection for herself now, and she is unwilling to open her heart. Moreover, there is a big shadow in her heart. We will cooperate with you on the basis of drug treatment. Psychological treatment, but whether it can be cured or not, we cannot guarantee 100%."

Ling Yanyan's hand holding the handbag trembled slightly, and the handbag fell to the ground.

Feng Zhiming bent down, picked up her handbag, looked at the faint worry on her face, and sighed in his heart, he shouldn't be softhearted and bring her here.

Ling Yanyan looked at her through the window for a long time before turning and leaving.

"Doctor, please, I must cure her." Ling Yanyan said to the doctor, "No matter how much it costs, she must be cured."

The doctor nodded slightly, "Don't worry, we will do our best."

"Then let's go!" Feng Zhiming took Ling Yanyan out of the hospital.Sitting in the car, Ling Yanyan still lowered her head slightly.

"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming held her slightly cold hand tightly.

"I'm fine, I just feel that Wang Xueyi has become like this, so pitiful. She is very innocent, and she is even more innocent when she falls in love with you." Ling Yanyan said lightly.

Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms, "Love is not wrong. But you are the only one I love."

Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, I think she will be fine."

After driving back to the villa, just after entering the door, the mobile phone in the bag rang, looking at the incoming call, Ling Yanyan smiled, "Yiyi!"

"Mommy, grandpa will take me to see Mommy tomorrow, will Mommy come to pick up Yiyi?" Yiyi's immature voice softened her heart.

"Okay." Ling Yanyan smiled and agreed, "Mommy will pick up Yiyi tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhiming looked at her, "Is Yiyi so happy to be here?"

"I miss Yiyi so much." Ling Yanyan leaned in his arms and said lightly.

"Do you think Yiyi is a bit lonely by herself?" Feng Zhiming said softly, biting her sensitive earlobe.

"Will it be?" Ling Yanyan asked back.

"Of course." Feng Zhiming replied affirmatively.

Ling Yanyan turned her head, "I will spend more time with Yiyi."

"No! Your time is all mine." Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.

"What about Yiyi?" Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest.

"Then we'll have another one to keep her company." Feng Zhiming smiled wickedly.

"do not want!"

"No, no! You have to listen to me!" Feng Zhiming's hand began to reach out to her waist.

When the phone rang, Feng Zhiming frowned and took out the phone, "President, madam, she came to the company to find you."

"Understood, let her wait in the office." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

Ling Yanyan sat down beside him, "Go and do your work, I'm fine."

"Well, let's have dinner together when I come back tonight." Feng Zhiming said to her, then picked up the car keys and walked out of the villa.

Ling Yanyan watched him leave, turned around and returned to the room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and watched him drive away.

Turning around and looking at the room, she began to tidy up the room. She doesn't need a servant, she wants to take care of the house herself.Walking into the kitchen, looking at the unfinished porridge in the pot, the corners of his mouth turned up, he actually cooked for her himself.

In this way, it will be like a home!As long as it's flat, it's fine.

Feng Zhiming walked into the office and saw Yang Yunfang sitting on the sofa waiting.

"Mom, why are you here?" Feng Zhiming sat down on another single sofa.

"Zhiming, are you my son? After such a big incident, you can just take Ling Yanyan to live outside, and you don't care about family affairs, right?" Yang Yunfang said angrily. .

Feng Zhiming's legs crossed naturally, "Mom, do you still have prejudice against Ling Yanyan?"

"It's not that I have a prejudice against her, it's that she is really not suitable for you." Yang Yunfang said to him, "If it weren't for her appearance, so many troubles wouldn't have happened. Now let me accept her as my wife, I How can you accept it?"

"Mom, I've said it before, whether you accept it or not, I just want to marry Yanyan alone." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

"You are a dead-headed person, and I will help you find a suitable partner." Yang Yunfang is not soft at all.

Feng Zhiming sighed helplessly, "Mom, stop messing around, and go back if you have nothing to do!"

"You!" Yang Yunfang stood up helplessly, "Anyway, I've taken care of your affairs." She turned and left the office.

Feng Zhiming walked back to the desk and sat down, flexing his slender hands as he tapped on the mahogany table top.

Li Rui knocked on the door and walked into the office, "President, this document needs your signature." He put a document in front of him.

Feng Zhiming flipped through it, then picked up the gold pen on the table, and wrote his name smartly.

Li Rui took the documents and was about to go out, but was stopped by Feng Zhiming, "Li Rui."

"President." Li Rui turned his head and looked at him.

"Uh, um, what do you usually do on a date?" Feng Zhiming asked awkwardly.

Li Rui was stunned, and looked at Feng Zhiming strangely, "A date?"

"You heard me right!" Feng Zhiming looked at Li Rui with doubts on his face.

"Well, President, you also know that I'm single." The implication was that there was nothing he could do.

Feng Zhiming waved his hands, "Forget it, you should ask Secretary Zhang to come in!"

He saw the forbearing smile on Li Rui's face, and waved him out.

After a while, Secretary Zhang walked in. Although he was very surprised, he was still a little scared of his always serious and serious boss.

After listening to Secretary Zhang, Feng Zhiming frowned and lit a cigarette.

***** Dear friends, the second update is here! !Haha~~