President, don't mess around

"Wait a minute!" Yang Yunfang stopped them and walked in front of them, "Is it because of you again?" She shifted her gaze to Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, "Auntie."

"I knew it was you! How many times have you hurt Zhiming? This hand went out well, and this hand has become like this again." Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming's hand distressedly.

"It's okay, a little injury. I'm tired, Yanyan, let's go up and rest." Feng Zhiming knew what Yang Yunfang would say. If Yanyan insisted on coming back here, he didn't want her to come here and be wronged.

Yang Yunfang looked at the backs of the two of them, and sighed helplessly, hey, she didn't know what to do with these two people?

"Grandma, don't blame Mommy, Daddy must have hurt Mommy to protect Mommy. Daddy loves Mommy, and grandma can love Mommy too." Standing beside Yang Yunfang, Yiyi said to her like a little adult with.

Yang Yunfang hugged Yiyi, "Okay, grandma's precious granddaughter." Yiyi is just too cute.

Ling Yanyan helped Feng Zhiming into the room on the second floor, "Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and rest?"

"Not tired!" As soon as Feng Zhiming entered the room, he was very energetic, unlike the tiredness downstairs just now.

"Didn't you say you were tired just now?" Ling Yanyan helped him take off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger.

Feng Zhiming pulled her to sit on the sofa, "Don't be too busy." Let her lean into his arms.

"But, the luggage is not packed." Ling Yanyan looked at the suitcase that Li Rui helped bring up.

"Let the servant clean this up." Feng Zhiming leaned on the sofa with her, just leaning quietly.

Feng Zhiming's hands were inconvenient.So, Ling Yanyan went back to working from nine to five every day and became his personal assistant.

Ling Yanyan flipped through the documents, while Feng Zhiming only signed at the side, "Fortunately, I hurt my left hand, otherwise, you would have to do the signing for me." Feng Zhiming watched Ling Yanyan sitting at the desk with satisfaction Busy printing various materials and reports.

"You..." Ling Yanyan raised her head and glared at him angrily.

He was ashamed, using this excuse, she was by his side for 24 hours, even taking care of eating and bathing, yet he dared to make sarcastic remarks on the sidelines.

At this time, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, "President, it's time for the meeting."

Feng Zhiming nodded, "Well, I see, Secretary Chen, Special Assistant Ling will not attend this meeting, you should take the meeting minutes." Looking at the busy Ling Yanyan, he decided to give her some time to rest.

In the office, except for the sound of flipping papers, it was very quiet. The phone rang. Ling Yanyan looked at the number of the incoming phone number that jumped on the screen, hesitated, and picked up the phone.

"Hi, hello!" Ling Yanyan said softly.

"Is it Miss Ling Yanyan?" A calm middle-aged man's voice sounded familiar.

"It's me, who are you?" Ling Yanyan asked.

Mo Fangming's voice hesitated for a while, "I'm Mo Fangming, can we talk?"

"Mr. Mo, we probably have nothing to talk about." Ling Yanyan didn't know why he called her suddenly. It's been so long, and there are some things that she wants to forget.

"If you have time, come out with me for a cup of coffee! I'll pick you up from the company downstairs." Mo Fangming's tone was so earnest that Ling Yanyan couldn't refuse.

Ling Yanyan took her bag and walked out of the office, but she didn't realize that she left her mobile phone on the desk and forgot to take it.

Mo Fangming's car stopped at the entrance of Feng's Enterprise. As soon as he saw Ling Yanyan walking out of the company, he immediately opened the door and got out of the car. The two sat in the back seat of the car together, and the driver drove away.

In the coffee shop, the two sat face to face. Mo Fangming looked at Ling Yanyan, "You really look exactly like Yuqing. Seeing you is like seeing Yuqing. It's a pity that she has already left So many years."

"Mr. Mo, did you come to me today just to talk about this matter?" Ling Yanyan didn't expect him to mention Yuqing to her.

Mo Fangming looked at her, "Are you really unwilling to recognize your mother?"

"Why should I recognize her?" Ling Yanyan's heart sank, she didn't want to see her at all.

"Although she once hurt you and abandoned you, but she loves you." After so long, Mo Fangming also thought through many things. Perhaps, she was at fault before, but after all, that It's a thing of the past.

Ling Yanyan smiled wryly, "She loves me? It's not me she loves, all she wants is money and status." Thinking of what Shen Yushu had done before, her heart ached.

"Perhaps, that was in the past. At least, she doesn't think so now." Mo Fangming also wanted to redeem something.

"I don't want to know about her." Ling Yanyan bit her lips tightly. She is doing well now. Whether she has a mother or not is nothing to her at all.

Mo Fangming stopped her from wanting to get up, "Now she insists on getting a divorce because of you. She said she would repent for the mistakes she made."

"I can't decide whether you want to divorce or not, and I won't have anything to do with her anymore. I'm sorry! I have something to do, so I'm leaving first!" Ling Yanyan picked up her bag and left quickly.

Mo Fangming looked at the back of her leaving, it seemed that she was really hurt deeply, and time still couldn't erase the hatred in her heart, nor could it make up for the regret and lack in her heart.

Ling Yanyan almost ran away from the coffee shop. She didn't have a mother. She didn't have one before, and she won't have one in the future. Why do you keep disturbing her peaceful life?She just wants to live her life peacefully like this, without thinking about anything, as long as Zhiming is with her.

Walking aimlessly on the street, the sky suddenly darkened, and after a while, heavy rain poured down, Ling Yanyan didn't hide, and didn't want to hide, she let the rain get wet.

I don't know how long she walked like this, the dark sky, the two dazzling headlights fascinated her eyes, a sense of dizziness hit her, and Ling Yanyan collapsed on the ground.

The car stepped on the brakes hastily, "Lao Li, what's going on?" The man in his 20s sitting in the back seat leaned forward and almost hit the back of the front seat.

"Master, someone in front has fainted." The driver Lao Li came back to his senses, took an umbrella, quickly got out of the car, and walked to Ling Yanyan who was only one meter away from the car.

"Miss, miss, wake up!" The driver Lao Li saw that she was drenched all over, and couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed?

At this time, the man in the back seat stepped forward and got out of the car, "What's wrong?" He asked lightly, not paying attention to the rain that hit him.

"Master, why did you get out of the car?" The driver, Lao Li, quickly moved the umbrella to the young master's side, "This lady has passed out."

He bent down, pushed back the black hair that covered his face, a white and pure face was reflected in his eyes, he lost his mind for a moment, then picked her up by the waist, and strode towards the car.

"Master!" The driver Lao Li followed.

"What are you standing there for? Drive!" He hugged Ling Yanyan, who was soaking wet in his arms, and yelled at the driver, Lao Li.

The driver, Old Li, turned his head innocently and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"

"Go back to the apartment!" After throwing down the three words coldly, he lowered his head and stared at the person in his arms, and wiped her face with a towel.