President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan hugged her daughter and sat in the car, and helped her put on the seat belt, "Yiyi, let's see about Auntie, don't tell Daddy."

"Why?" Yiyi asked puzzled.

"I'm afraid Daddy will be unhappy! Yiyi doesn't want Daddy to be unhappy, does she?" Ling Yanyan patted her daughter's head.

Yiyi nodded.

The car drove into the urban area smoothly, and the phone rang suddenly, "Hello, hello!"

"Hello, is this Miss Ling?"

"Yes, may I ask..." Ling Yanyan looked at the strange call and the strange voice, and asked.

"Miss Ling, it's been almost half a month since you brought the laundry for laundry last time. If you don't come to pick it up again, we will deal with it."

Only then did Ling Yanyan remember that she forgot to pick up her clothes.

"I'm so sorry, I'm going right now."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Yanyan turned the car in another direction.

After taking the clothes back, after hesitating for a while, he decided to send the clothes back.

The car parked in the hospital's garage, Ling Yanyan led Yiyi and walked to the dean's office with her clothes.

"Mum, where are we going now?" Yiyi asked.

"Mummy is going to take the clothes back to an uncle, you must remember to call him uncle later." Ling Yanyan said to Yiyi.

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached the door of the dean's office and knocked lightly on the door. "Come in!" A magnetic and gentle voice sounded.

Ling Yanyan opened the door and went in, "Hello,"

Xiao Yi heard her voice, raised his head, and unexpectedly saw Ling Yanyan standing by the door.

"It's you! Sit down!" He immediately stood up and walked towards them.

"Hello, Uncle!" Yiyi greeted politely.

Xiao Yi beckoned them to sit down, "I don't even know your name yet."

"That's right, I didn't even introduce myself. My name is Ling Yanyan, and this is my daughter." Ling Yanyan said, and Yiyi immediately answered, "Uncle, my name is Yiyi."

Xiao Yi smiled and called the secretary in, "Come in with two glasses of juice."

"No need, I came today to return this clothes to you. I'm so sorry, I forgot." Ling Yanyan handed the clothes to him, "Thank you very much last time."

Xiao Yi took the clothes, "You don't have to be so polite. It's actually nothing."

"Then I'll go first, you should be busy!" Ling Yanyan stood up and held Yiyi's hand.

"How is Mr. Feng's hand injury now?" Xiao Yi stopped her.

Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't be surprised, I'm the dean, and of course I have to care about the patients and conditions in our hospital." Xiao Yi said it very indifferently, as if it was a matter of course.

"That's right!" Ling Yanyan smiled wryly, "It doesn't seem too good, the doctor said it's serious. It may take a while." As soon as Feng Zhiming's hand was mentioned, Ling Yanyan's eyes dimmed a bit, Worried face.

"Why don't you tell me next time you come to the hospital and I'll check him up, how about that?" Xiao Yi said with a smile.

"You?" Ling Yanyan looked at him with wide eyes.

Xiao Yi nodded, "You don't believe me? I'm an expert."

Ling Yanyan smiled, "Thank you very much."

Maybe it was her luck to meet him!However, it was not the luck in his life that he met her.

Ling Yanyan drove back to the villa, and saw Feng Zhiming sitting in the study, having a video conference with the executives of the American branch.

"Yiyi, go back to your room first, don't disturb Daddy's work." Ling Yanyan whispered in Yiyi's ear, made a cup of tea and brought it in.

Feng Zhiming grabbed her, "I'm back!" Ling Yanyan sat firmly on his lap.

Ling Yanyan struggled, "You're in a meeting!" She didn't want all the executives at the American branch to see this scene.

"It's over!" Feng Zhiming said lightly, she was busy struggling, and she didn't see that the computer screen had already been turned off.

Ling Yanyan turned her face away, glanced at the turned off computer screen, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

"Where did you go this afternoon? You came back so late." Feng Zhiming asked casually.

"Well, it's nothing! I just went out for a walk." Ling Yanyan put her arm around his neck, "Have you worked all afternoon?"

Feng Zhiming put his right hand around her waist, "It was just a meeting for a while."

Ling Yanyan withdrew from his embrace, "I'm going to prepare dinner."

"You should still go to work today! Today is the weekend." She has been running all day, and she is not too tired.

"Because it's the weekend, I have to prepare even more." Usually, being in the company every day can't help much.

Feng Zhiming held her back, "You don't have to work so hard, the servant will prepare the dinner."

Ling Yanyan lay on the bed and fell asleep early, Feng Zhiming walked into Yiyi's room, and the servant just helped her dry her hair, "Sir."

"Go out first!" Feng Zhiming sat by the bed.

"Daddy, does Daddy want to accompany Yiyi tonight?" Yiyi's small body threw herself into Feng Zhiming's arms.

Feng Zhiming held his daughter in his arms, "Going to play today, are you tired?"

"Not tired." Yiyi shook her head, "Mummy is very tired, she has been driving."

"Where did Mommy drive?" Feng Zhiming asked lightly.

Yiyi looked at Feng Zhiming, "Mommy can't say it."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"Daddy will be angry if he finds out." Yiyi honestly returned the original words to Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming was stunned for a moment, where was she going, he was afraid that he would be angry, seeing her lying on the bed tiredly, she would make herself so tired on a rare rest day.

"I'm not angry." Feng Zhiming asked his daughter to lie down and covered her with a quilt.

Yiyi opened her big eyes and looked at Feng Zhiming, "Really? Daddy won't lie to me?"

"Of course, Daddy won't be angry with Mommy, but Yiyi wants to tell Daddy the truth." Feng Zhiming had a charming smile on his face.

Yiyi honestly told where she went and who she met in the afternoon, "Daddy, you must not be angry with Mommy, or Mommy will be angry with Yiyi too." Before going to bed, Yiyi Don't forget to say to Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming walked back to the room, Ling Yanyan's petite body in a silk suspender nightgown huddled on the bed, her face was a little pale, and she looked very fragile.

Pulling the quilt over her body, Ling Yanyan turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Feng Zhiming lay on the bed and held her in his arms. She went to see Wang Xueyi without telling him, what was wrong?Is it guilt?then what?Is this why she has been unwilling to marry him?

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Ling Yanyan was talking vaguely in her sleep, but Feng Zhiming could hear it clearly.

The hands around his waist were tightly hugged, as if trying to grab something.

Feng Zhiming patted her face lightly, "Yanyan, Yanyan, are you dreaming?"

Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, and saw Feng Zhiming right in front of her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, "Zhiming! Don't leave me!"

"I won't leave!" Feng Zhiming kissed her forehead, wiping the fine sweat from her forehead.

Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms, listened to his steady heartbeat, closed her eyes, and felt his existence, which was real.