President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan walked into the room and put things on the coffee table in the living room, "Do you want to go up and change clothes first?" Ling Yanyan looked at him in a suit.

Feng Zhiming took off his suit jacket, handed it to Ling Yanyan, pulled down his tie, and unbuttoned the three buttons of his shirt, "Help me change the sleeves." Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand.

"Isn't that bad?" Ling Yanyan looked at him.

In the end, I followed Feng Zhiming and walked into the restaurant like this, "Mummy, Daddy, you went out very early today, and you didn't call Yiyi."

Yiyi seemed a little unhappy. Today she got up happily, but when she entered their bedroom, she found that there was no one there.

"Yiyi, good girl, Mommy will accompany you tonight, okay?"

As soon as Ling Yanyan said her words, Feng Zhiming rolled her eyes, "Uh, Mummy and Daddy will accompany you together."

"No need, Daddy doesn't seem happy, I'm with grandpa and grandma." After finishing speaking, Yiyi sullenly ate.

Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan on the opposite side, and could only sigh helplessly. The two of them were acting strangely in the morning. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was something wrong with them. Why are they so good when they come back this evening?I don't even care about my daughter.

Ling Yanyan took off the shirt on Feng Zhiming's body, "I haven't been with Yiyi properly for a long time."

"Yiyi is taken care of by her grandparents." Feng Zhiming said it lightly, and the most important thing is that she has to be by his side 24 hours a day.

"Then Yiyi also needs to be taken care of by me." Ling Yanyan sighed because her mother was incompetent.

"Then take her out to play on weekends." Feng Zhiming took a step back.

At this time, Yang Yunfang walked in, "Why don't you bring this medicine up, and leave it downstairs."

"Auntie." Ling Yanyan immediately went to take the medicine and put it on the coffee table.

"Are you two okay?" Yang Yunfang had been outside for a while, and listening to what the two said, she seemed to be fine and nothing happened.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Feng Zhiming frowned, "It's okay, you guys should go to bed early." Seeing her son's unhappy expression, Yang Yunfang had no choice but to leave.

Ling Yanyan helped him take a bath, fed him medicine, and sat by the bed, "Will it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." That's fake, how can it not hurt?

"It's all because of me. If I went out yesterday and told you that if I had brought a mobile phone, your hands would not be like this." Ling Yanyan stroked the layer of gauze on her hand.

Feng Zhiming caressed her hair, "It's better if your hands don't get better, you have to take care of me all the time, and you can't escape."

"Where can I escape? My heart is with you!" Ling Yanyan said with a smile, in this life, she is destined to be his.

Feng Zhiming's hand on her neck pulled hard, their faces were close at hand, he leaned closer, kissed her lips, and sucked her sweetness gently.

"Ah! Yiyi didn't see anything." Yiyi's voice suddenly came from the door.

Ling Yanyan took a step back, her face blushed, Feng Zhiming frowned, it must be the right time for her daughter to appear, she can destroy such a good atmosphere.

"Yiyi, come, come to Mommy." Ling Yanyan said Yiyi.

Yiyi walked to the bedside, "Mommy, you haven't told Yiyi a story for a long time." Yiyi waved the fairy tale book in her hand, "Grandma doesn't like to tell stories to Yiyi."

Ling Yanyan hugged her daughter in her arms, and read her the story in the fairy tale book. Not long after, there was the sound of Yiyi's even breathing, and she was hugged and lay on the bed.

"Let Yiyi sleep here tonight!" Ling Yanyan said to Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming looked at her and told Yiyi to lie on the bed before saying that he couldn't say anything he disagreed with.

Turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a wall lamp by the bed, which was shining dimly.

Ling Yanyan looked at Yiyi sleeping sweetly, Yiyi must be lonely by herself, and she didn't have time to spend with her.

"Yiyi, Mommy will accompany you more in the future." Ling Yanyan said softly.

Although Feng Zhiming closed his eyes, he didn't fall asleep. Is Yanyan guilty of not being with Yiyi properly, or is it because of something else?

Ling Yanyan leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes, looking a little tired, Feng Zhiming took a thin blanket and covered her body, looked at her sleeping face, touched her face with his hand, frowning deeply She must have something on her mind!It's just that she doesn't want to say it.

Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, "Wake up." Feng Zhiming smiled slightly.

"I just leaned on it." Ling Yanyan sat up, "Why did you fall asleep?"

Feng Zhiming looked at her and followed her black hair, "Go to bed and lie down when you're sleepy, today is the weekend."

"Because I want to take Yiyi out for a walk in the afternoon." Ling Yanyan sat up, "Aren't you going?"

Is it because she doesn't want him to go?

Feng Zhiming nodded, "I won't go."

After lunch, Ling Yanyan drove to the mental hospital in the suburbs.

Standing at the door of the ward, looking at Wang Xueyi, she was still in hospital clothes, her long hair was messy, her face was pale, her eyes were dull, without any focus, she moved her lips occasionally, but she couldn't hear what she was saying clearly.

"She is much better now, but it will take some time before she recovers." The doctor stood beside Ling Yanyan and said to her.

"Can I go in and see her?" Ling Yanyan turned her head and asked the doctor.

"Yes." The doctor took out the key and opened the door. Ling Yanyan took Yiyi's hand and walked in.

Wang Xueyi suddenly saw someone coming in, and shrank away from the body that was originally sitting by the bed.

"Xueyi, do you still know me?" Ling Yanyan walked in front of her.

Wang Xueyi just looked at her, then shook her head.

Ling Yanyan looked at her, feeling suddenly sad. If it wasn't for her appearance, maybe things wouldn't have come to this point!

There are also reasons why Wang Xueyi became like this.

Ling Yanyan picked up the comb that was on the table beside her, and combed her hair for her. Just as she put down the comb, Wang Xueyi bent over.He suddenly picked up Yiyi and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Yiyi was so hugged suddenly, she cried in fright.

"Qi Qian is good, Mommy's baby girl, don't cry!" Wang Xueyi patted Yiyi's back and coaxed her.

"Mummy!" Yiyi looked at Ling Yanyan, maybe a little scared.

Ling Yanyan took Yiyi and hugged her in her arms, "Yiyi is fine, don't cry!" Then, looking at Wang Xueyi, she could only hear her chanting, baby girl.

Ling Yanyan knew that Wang Xueyi still had concerns, and this concern might heal her.

"Xueyi, I will come to see you when I have time. Next time, I will bring Qianqian to see you. You should be well here." Ling Yanyan didn't know whether she understood or not, but she felt that Wang Xueyi understood.

"Yiyi, say goodbye to Auntie." Ling Yanyan said to Yiyi in her arms.

Yiyi waved her little hand obediently, "Auntie, goodbye!"

Ling Yanyan walked out of the ward with her daughter in her arms, and the doctor locked the door of the ward again.

"Doctor, I will trouble you to take good care of Xueyi." Ling Yanyan left the hospital with her daughter in her arms.