President, don't mess around

Sitting in the passenger seat, Ling Yanyan held the mobile phone, but did not dial the number for a long time.

"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming called her several times, but she didn't hear her, her eyes were just looking at the passing scenery outside the window.

Feng Zhiming could only step on the brakes, the car shook, and Ling Yanyan came back to her senses, "Here we are!" He didn't even look at it, and was about to open the car door, but Feng Zhiming held him back.

"Yanyan, what are you thinking?" Feng Zhiming sighed slightly as he saw her somewhat dazed expression.

Ling Yanyan glanced out the window, the corners of her mouth raised, "I didn't think about anything! You stopped suddenly, I thought you had arrived at the company."

Feng Zhiming took the mobile phone in her hand, looked at the string of numbers on it, "Don't worry, I think Ze Hao will definitely come." He stroked her long hair reassuringly, and then continued to drive.

Feng Zhiming took Ling Yanyan into the office, and it was Secretary Chen who came in to report.

"Where's Special Assistant Li?" Feng Zhiming took the coffee cup and just wanted to drink it, but Ling Yanyan took it away, "You can't drink coffee in the morning."

Secretary Chen was stunned for a moment, "President, Li Tezhu hasn't arrived at the company today."

"Well, I see. Let's prepare for the morning meeting." Feng Zhiming explained to Secretary Chen.

"Secretary Chen, come in with a cup of black tea." Ling Yanyan put the coffee cup in her hand on the tea table.

Feng Zhiming pulled Ling Yanyan who was standing beside him into his arms, "Did I spoil you too much?"

"Don't you want to spoil me?" Ling Yanyan wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Beloved." Feng Zhiming tapped the tip of her pretty nose.

Ling Yanyan got up from his lap, "Then don't forget this!" She took out a photo of Qin Lin from her bag and put it on his desk.

Feng Zhiming put away the photos, "This is the most important thing for you today!" He already knew exactly what she was planning.

Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa, picked up a fashion magazine, and read it. Not long after, she put down the magazine in her hand, "Zhiming, I want to go back to France."

"What are you going back to France for?" Feng Zhiming didn't even lift his head, just asked indifferently.

"I just want to go and have a look." It has been a long time since I left France, and everything there has almost been put down.

Feng Zhiming raised his head, "Then I will accompany you."

"No, I'll just go back for a few days." Ling Yanyan sat down opposite him, "Is that okay?"

Feng Zhiming originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the look on her face, he couldn't bear it.

"It's good to go out and relax." Feng Zhiming saw that her health was also improving, and she also needed to change her mood.

"Really?" Ling Yanyan didn't expect him to agree so readily this time.

"But don't be too tired." Of course Feng Zhiming knew that she was going back to France, mostly for the shop in France.

Ling Yanyan nodded, "Got it."

At this moment, the phone rang, and Ling Yanyan quickly picked it up, "Zehao, is that you?"

"Yanyan, did Yan'er bring Hang Hang to your place?" Lu Zehao's voice was a little worried.

"Well, are you fighting again?" Ling Yanyan asked.

Lu Zehao sighed lightly, "She doesn't listen to my explanation at all. I just booked a plane ticket, and I should be there in the evening. Don't tell her, I'm afraid she will run away again."

"Okay, got it, Zhiming and I will pick you up then!" Ling Yanyan turned her head and glanced at Feng Zhiming.

"No, I'll just take a car there. I'm about to board the plane, so let's not talk about it." Lu Zehao hung up the phone hastily.

Ling Yanyan put away her phone, it seems that she shouldn't have to worry too much about Yan Er and Ze Hao.

At the end of the day, Feng Zhiming drove Ling Yanyan to school to pick up Yiyi. As soon as Yiyi heard that Hanghang was coming, she hummed excitedly along the way. Run around the room.

Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan and followed behind with a smile.

After dinner, Yanyan cut a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table. Yan'er leaned on the sofa, looked at Yiyi and Hanghang who were squatting on the carpet, and smiled, "Yanyan, you Say, is our in-laws settled?" said to Ling Yanyan who was on the side.

Ling Yanyan just smiled lightly and said, these two children really have a good relationship.

"Hanghang, Yiyi will be your wife from now on, you have to hold her tight, don't let her be abducted by other men." Yan Er leaned her head against the two of them, who were playing video games fiercely talking.

"Can such a young child understand what you say?" Feng Zhiming snorted coldly.

"I want you to care! Anyway, Yiyi is going to be my daughter-in-law." Yan'er glared at Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan tightly, "We went up to rest, anyway, it's your daughter-in-law, you take care of it."

"Hey!" Yan'er shouted, "How could you do this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses were still on his handsome face, but when Yan Er saw the person coming, she froze in place, her eyes widened. eyes.

After a long time, I asked him: "Why did you come here? Also, how did you get in?"

Lu Zehao shrugged, "I'm here to find you."

As soon as Yan'er turned her head, she turned and walked upstairs, but was grabbed by Lu Zehao, "Why are you looking for me? Aren't you accompanied by a beautiful woman? Why are you looking for me?"

Struggling hard, but unable to escape his grip.

Ling Yanyan turned back downstairs, "Yiyi, Hanghang, you guys also go to wash up and go back to your room to sleep."

Without saying a word, Lu Zehao stopped Yan'er and walked to the room on the second floor.

Matters between husband and wife should be settled in bed behind closed doors.

The corners of Ling Yanyan's mouth raised, and she smiled sweetly. Feng Zhiming stepped forward and put her arms around her, "Yanyan, if you dare to follow Yan'er and run away from home whenever you have something to do, I will definitely punish you severely .”

Before she made any moves, Feng Zhiming gave her a warning in advance.

"Then don't bully me, don't make me angry, I won't leave!" Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms.

"You mean if one day you run away from home, it's my fault?" Feng Zhiming grabbed the tail of her words, and tightened his hands around her waist.

Ling Yanyan raised her head, "Yes, it's your fault."

"If a woman is too pampered, she will become very unreasonable. It's true." Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly. Now Ling Yanyan has almost no shadow of the past, but no matter what kind of her , the timid Yanyan, the angry Yanyan, and the coquettish Yanyan, he loves them all, they are all the favorites in his heart.

Ling Yanyan returned to the room, "Zhiming, Yiyi, can I let her stay here?"

"Take Yiyi, you will be too tired, she is so old and sensible, you don't have to worry." Feng Zhiming saw her sad face, she looks like this, can I go to relax?Can't let go of this, can't let go of that.

"If you're worried, don't go to France." Feng Zhiming took away her suitcase.

"No!" Ling Yanyan took back the suitcase and started packing.

***** Dear friends, the two updates are over. . .