President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan stuck out her tongue, "Thank you very much for today."

Feng Zhiming hugged her and sat down on the huge single sofa, let her sit on his lap, and buried her head in her neck, "Next time, call me if you have something to do, it can't be like yesterday , foolishly freezing outside the door, do you hear me? In my heart, you are the most important, understand? If you dare not listen to me, I will..." Feng Zhiming whispered in her ear ordered.

"Got it." Ling Yanyan already knew what he was going to say next, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

She wondered, was it destiny for her to meet him?Or past life entanglements?Why did he threaten to use the orphanage to become his own?But he is so nice to her?

"Fool," Feng Zhiming only passed two words lightly.

She didn't ask any more questions, just leaned in his arms.

"In order to thank you, the dignified CEO, for taking care of me all day, I will cook tonight." Ling Yanyan put her arms around his neck, looked up at him, and looked into his deep eyes.

Feng Zhiming approached her and kissed her on the lips, "No need, you are a patient today, and I have no habit of abusing patients. Li Rui will bring dinner over later."

The two sat quietly by the window, neither of them spoke.A burst of phone ringing disturbed the peace between the two.

Feng Zhiming looked at the incoming call on his mobile phone, and quickly picked it up, "Hello."

"Zhi Ming, is it convenient for you to talk on the phone now?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

He stood up and walked aside, "Yes, auntie, tell me."

"Zhiming, are you okay there? Are you busy?" There was love in the soft voice.

Feng Zhiming nodded, "Well, I'm fine. How are you and uncle?" The voice was faint, but respectful.

"We're fine. Has Xueyi caused any trouble for you? This child hasn't called home for a long time." Although there was complaint in the voice, it could be heard that it was worry.

Feng Zhiming's face changed instantly, and he immediately regained his composure, "No, she's fine, Auntie, I have something else to do, I'll visit you and Uncle when I have time."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhiming stood there without moving, looking very serious.Ling Yanyan didn't speak, but just looked at his back, why did she see his loneliness and loneliness?

Ling Yanyan in his arms had already fallen asleep. Feng Zhiming sat up and stood in front of the window. A round of moonlight shone on him, elongating a long figure, and the smoke he exhaled filled the air. .

After a cigarette was burned out, Feng Zhiming walked back to the bed, looked at Ling Yanyan, why did she appear in his life, this exact same face, how he wished she was Yuqing, Yuqing had always been Never left him.

The day is back to the usual, going to and from get off work normally every day.Ling Yanyan was sitting alone in the tea room, drinking plain water, which was bland and tasteless, but it was her favorite drink. It was very plain, just like a plain life, and it was also what she was looking forward to the most.

"What a coincidence, Special Assistant Ling is here!" Wang Xueyi walked in, also holding a water glass in her hand.

As soon as Ling Yanyan heard her voice, she got up quickly, "Mr. Wang, hello! What do you want to drink, I'll make it for you." She was about to reach for her water glass.

"No need, I will do it myself. You are the president's special assistant. Not my special assistant, so I don't bother you." Wang Xueyi bypassed her and made a cup of coffee for herself.

"Mr. Wang, you are really out of touch." Of course Ling Yanyan could sense that Wang Xueyi was not friendly to her during this time.

Wang Xueyi sat down on the seat opposite to her, "Why am I seeing outsiders, the president treats you so well, I'm just a little envious." Wang Xueyi clearly remembered that neither Feng Zhiming nor Ling Yanyan came to the company for a day. , The next day, she still saw two people coming to the company together, they seemed quite close.

Of course, even if she asked, Feng Zhiming would not give her an answer.

Ling Yanyan was stunned for a moment, "President Wang, don't worry too much. The president is more concerned about his subordinates." In fact, when she said this, Ling Yanyan was uncertain and uncertain.

Which subordinate can get such treatment as her, she can come and go freely in the president's office, but others can't, even the president's secretary must first get the president's permission before entering.

During this period of time, Feng Zhiming's visits have decreased, which is also a fact. Even if there is a social gathering, he will bring her with him.Being with her every night, Ling Yanyan seemed to be used to his presence.

"Really?" Wang Xueyi smiled resentfully.

At this time, Feng Zhiming walked in, "Assistant Ling, why did it take so long to make me a cup of coffee." He deliberately pretended not to see Wang Xueyi.

"Zhiming, let me make a bar for you!" Wang Xueyi hurriedly got up and started to make coffee. After a while, a cup of hot coffee was delivered to Feng Zhiming, "Zhiming, your favorite coffee."

Feng Zhiming took the coffee and took a sip, "Mmm."

"Then I'll brew it for you every day!" Wang Xueyi looked up at his satisfied expression while drinking coffee.

Feng Zhiming took another sip, "No need, Assistant Ling will make it for me." He took another look at standing aside, holding a white printed ceramic cup in his hand, lowered his head slightly, and remained silent.

"Since I've also drank my coffee, Assistant Ling, let's go back to work." Feng Zhiming walked in front by himself, and Ling Yanyan followed quickly.

"Zhiming, wait a minute." Wang Xueyi followed and walked in front of him, "Zhiming, uncles and aunts are coming back tomorrow, you have to remember to pick them up, I will wait for you tomorrow."

Feng Zhiming nodded lightly, "I see."

"Then, will you go back to the villa at night?" Wang Xueyi took his hand, "Will you come back?" While talking, she glanced at Ling Yanyan behind him.

"Let's talk about it tonight!" Feng Zhiming walked directly back to the office.

Wang Xueyi looked at the backs of the two of them, one in front of the other, and even if there was any relationship between the two of them, it would change because Zhiming's parents came back, and it would be broken.

The corners of his lips raised, but he had a smirk on his face.

In the office, Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan sat at the desk without speaking, and the only sound in the huge office was the sound of fingers typing on the keyboard.

I try to think of you laughing and crying, let myself love you deeply and then learn to give up, I don't want to forget you, even if I can, I would rather remember all the sadness. . .

The phone rang, and Ling Yanyan was taken aback for a moment before answering the phone, "Hi, hello."

"Hello! Is Miss Ling?" the person on the other end of the phone asked politely.

Ling Yanyan was a little surprised, "I am, who are you?"