President, don't mess around

As soon as Feng Zhiming drove back to the villa, he saw Ling Yanyan sitting on the sofa in the living room, took off his suit jacket, walked up to her and sat down beside her, "Yanyan, didn't you sleep? Why are you sitting up again?" Here?" Putting a suit jacket on her body, holding her slightly cold little hand with his big hand, "Go, go upstairs to sleep." He picked her up and walked to the second floor.

Ling Yanyan stretched out her slender arms to wrap around his neck, "Zhiming, where did you go just now?"

"It's nothing, just go to the company to have a look." Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, looking at Ling Yanyan, who was pouting in her arms and looking unhappy, when did she become so sensitive?

"Is it really okay?" Ling Yanyan hugged him tightly as soon as she sat on the edge of the bed, "Don't lie to me!"

"Okay, when have I ever lied to you? Go to sleep!" Rubbing her hair, to him, nothing else matters, only Yanyan is what he cares about most.

Feng Zhiming put his arms around her, "I'll stay at home and rest if I have nothing to do tomorrow. I have been on the plane for so long because of Yan'er's marriage these two days, so take good care of your body." Her face was not as rosy as before. .

"I'm fine, Zhiming. Tomorrow, I want to take Yiyi to see my wife." Ling Yanyan nestled in his arms and said softly.

"No, you rest at home tomorrow, and I will accompany you to the villa in two days." Feng Zhiming knew that Yanyan had gone, and Yang Yunfang probably wouldn't give her a good look, so he might as well not go, and what he was most afraid of was Yanyan was wronged.

Ling Yanyan frowned, "I don't need you to accompany me, I'll just drive there by myself, you haven't been in the company for so long, you must have a lot of things to deal with, so you can go to your business, I'm not a child anymore, go to a I still need you to stay with me! Go to sleep quickly! Otherwise, you will be late for work tomorrow." Ling Yanyan clearly felt Feng Zhiming's displeased expression when she heard her words, turned over, Turn your back on him.

Feng Zhiming turned off the light in the room, and put his long arms around her waist.

Because of Ling Yanyan's insistence, Feng Zhiming put down the company's affairs and drove Ling Yanyan to the villa. Yang Yunfang was walking leisurely in the garden, when he saw Feng Zhiming holding Ling Yan Yan walked in holding Yiyi with one hand, and immediately greeted her, "Yiyi is back, come, grandma hugs." Without looking at them, she just picked up Yiyi and walked into the living room.

Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan followed, "Ma'am."

"Sit down!" Yang Yunfang said angrily, "Just call uncle and aunt, it's too unfamiliar to call Madam."

Ling Yanyan smiled slightly, "Thank you, Auntie."

Feng Zhiming was still a little displeased, "Are you going to stay here today?" He asked uncertainly.

"Of course, go to the company!" Ling Yanyan smiled and helped him straighten his suit.

At this time, Feng Zhihao came downstairs, and when he saw Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan, a smile appeared on his face, "You are back, when did you come back?"

"Hello, Uncle, we came back last night." Ling Yanyan nodded slightly, saying hello.

"Don't say anything in advance, so I can pick you up." Feng Zhihao also sat down on the sofa, looked at Ling Yanyan's face, "Yanyan, I will stay here today, uncle asked Mama Zhang to give you Cook something delicious to replenish your body."

"Then you stay here, I'll pick you up after get off work." Feng Zhiming reluctantly pressed a kiss on her cheek before getting up.

Ling Yanyan blushed, "I'll take you out."

"Look, what does it look like? You're not shy at all. You kissed us in front of us." Yang Yunfang couldn't help snorting as she watched them walk out of the living room hugging each other.

"Wife, just be jealous, you are not happy about your son's happiness! On the contrary, I think Yanyan is pretty good, does Yiyi say so?" Feng Zhihao asked Yiyi beside him with a smile.

Feng Zhiming stood by the car, stretched out his hand to brush the hair that was blown to his forehead by the wind, "I'll pick you up when I get back from get off work."

"Understood, don't worry." Ling Yanyan looked at him worriedly, this is his home, not a den of wolves or tigers.

After seeing him drive away, Ling Yanyan turned and went back to the living room, "Uncle and aunt, you must have not eaten breakfast yet, let me prepare it!"

"No need, Mama Zhang will prepare, you just sit and rest." Feng Zhihao motioned her to sit down.

Yang Yunfang led Yiyi up the stairs unhappily.

"Yanyan, your aunt is like that, with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, don't worry about it too much." Feng Zhihao comforted her.

Ling Yanyan smiled lightly: "Yes, I know." From Yang Yunfang's attitude towards Yiyi, she knew it all.

"No matter what happens between you and Zhiming, uncle will support you. If you want to hold a wedding, tell uncle, and uncle will do the best for you." Feng Zhihao likes Ling Yanyan's tenderness and caring the most, of course, The most important thing is that she loves Zhiming deeply.

"Uncle, Zhiming and I are fine. Don't worry too much." Now, she is very satisfied, and she will not ask for anything else. Getting Feng Zhiming's heart and all his love is already everything. Well, what is more important than these.

Feng Zhihao listened to her words, nodded his head slightly, he would have his own plans for his children, and he couldn't do anything except support and encouragement.

As soon as Ling Yanyan walked out of the kitchen with the dishes and put them on the dining table, she heard Yiyi calling Daddy, walked to the living room, and saw Feng Zhiming came back exhausted, "I'm back, are you tired today? Go upstairs Change your clothes and go downstairs for dinner."

"Are you cooking?" Feng Zhiming looked at the apron on her body, and there was a faint smell of oily smoke.

"No, I'm just helping." Ling Yanyan took a step away from him and saw that he was frowning.

Feng Zhiming stared at her with some disbelief, "Is it really just helping?"

"Zhiming, why don't you go change your clothes?" Yang Yunfang's voice appeared behind them, why don't they just make dinner?Look at his unhappy look, his mother never saw him like this before cooking every day!

It's really raising such a good son for others, only for the sake of the beloved woman.

"Understood." Feng Zhiming then walked to the room on the second floor.

The family sat around the dining table, "Yanyan, you need to eat more, you have been busy for a long time for this dinner." Feng Zhihao praised while eating.

"Uh, as long as uncle likes to eat." Ling Yanyan smiled awkwardly, the lie she just told a second ago has been exposed in the next second.

"Why don't you eat it? Isn't it delicious?" Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming's lack of appetite. Could he be angry?

Yang Yunfang and Yiyi sat in the living room watching TV and eating fruit, while Feng Zhihao beside him was looking at the newspaper in his hand wearing glasses.

"Zhiming, aren't you angry?" Ling Yanyan brought up a small plate of fruit, and saw Feng Zhiming sitting on the balcony, smoking a cigarette in boredom.

Feng Zhiming extinguished the cigarette in his hand, "Come here! Sit here." He patted his thigh.

Ling Yanyan put down the fruit plate, walked towards him, and one step away from him, Feng Zhiming pulled Ling Yanyan into his arms with a long arm.

***** Dear friends, Wei Wei corrects the mistakes in yesterday’s article here. It is the granddaughter, not the granddaughter. Because it is a chapter on the shelf, it is not easy to modify, so I will make some changes here. I hope you understand.