President, don't mess around

"I miss you too." He stepped forward and put his arms around her waist, and pressed a kiss on her red lips.

"Aren't you still busy today? Why are you back?" Ling Yanyan let him hug her, resting her head on his chest, smelling the familiar smell on his body.

Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa and let her sit on his lap, "No matter what happens, it's not as important as you." He buried his head in her neck, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked softly: " What do you want for lunch?"

"I'll eat whatever you eat." Ling Yanyan was surprisingly quiet and obedient.

Feng Zhiming sighed softly, "Since you are so obedient, I will take you to eat delicious food." After speaking, he picked up the handbag she had put on the sofa and walked out of the apartment.

The BMW stopped at an Italian restaurant, walked into the restaurant, and sat down at a window seat. Ling Yanyan watched the flow of people outside the window, but did not look at Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming ordered food and sat next to her, "You have changed." In just one day, she has changed a lot. Although her eyes looked at him, they were not focused, except that there was still his shadow in her pupils.

Forced her to turn around and look at herself, "You can only have me in your heart, and you can only see me in your eyes."

Ling Yanyan grinned, "You are so domineering." Yes!His dominance and gentleness have almost occupied her heart, which she vowed to keep firmly.

Feng Zhiming just hugged her gently into his arms, "I still like the way you smile willfully."

The phone ringing broke the calm, Feng Zhiming took out his phone, "Hello."

"Zhiming, where are you? Uncle and aunt's plane is coming soon." Wang Xueyi's voice came.

Feng Zhiming glanced at her in his arms, "I'm not going, you go pick it up!"

"Zhiming, how can this be done? You clearly promised me that you will go together! If you don't go, uncle and aunt will be unhappy." How could Wang Xueyi go alone?

Ling Yanyan raised her head from his embrace, and said softly: "If you have something to do, hurry up and do it!"

"Okay, I'll go directly to the airport." After hanging up the phone, "Yanyan, you should rest at home in the afternoon and wait for me to come back." After kissing her smooth forehead, she left in a hurry.

Ling Yanyan looked at his back, but seemed relieved, looked at the food brought by the waiter, but lost her appetite.

Feng Zhiming drove to the airport, and Wang Xueyi was already waiting for him at the gate of the airport.

"You're here!" Wang Xueyi took his arm, and the two walked in intimately.

At the exit of the airport, a middle-aged couple came out. The man was wearing a black suit with a majestic expression on his face. He was held by a noble woman.

"Uncle and aunt." Wang Xueyi stepped forward to greet her.

Yang Yunfang smiled slightly, "Xueyi, long time no see, she looks pretty again."

"No way." Wang Xueyi stepped forward and gave Yang Yunfang a hug, "Auntie, why do you always make fun of me?"

"Why is it a joke? My future daughter-in-law will grow and become more beautiful, of course I am very happy."

"Auntie." Wang Xueyi coquettishly blushed.

"Still shy." Yang Yunfang patted her on the back.

"Dad, Mom, I'll take you back to the villa to rest first!" Feng Zhiming watched his mother and Wang Xueyi chatting happily, so that they would not transfer the topic to himself, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Okay, let's talk when we have something to do when we go home. I'm tired after flying for more than ten hours." Feng Zhihao said to Yang Yunfang.

The group of four drove back to the villa, relieved their exhaustion, sat in the living room, and drank the tea made by the servant.

"Xueyi, how have you been these days? I think you have lost a lot of weight." Yang Yunfang asked Wang Xueyi to sit beside her, and reached out to caress her delicate face.

Wang Xueyi leaned on her shoulder, "No, Auntie, I'm fine! Zhiming also treats me very well." There was a self-evident meaning in the words.

Feng Zhiming sat on the single sofa, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

"Son, you are not young anymore, it's time to get married sometime." Feng Zhihao said to him, his son is good at everything, but since Yuqing left, he has been avoiding talking about marriage Two words, put all your thoughts into work.

"Yes! Xueyi has been waiting for you for so many years, you should give her a title." Yang Yunfang is still very satisfied with Wang Xueyi.

Feng Zhiming breathed out a puff of smoke, "I will think about it myself."

Yang Yunfang took a sip of tea, "You've been thinking about it for a long time, and when are you going to think about it, you're almost 30 years old, and you haven't made a decision yet. Husband, I think we'll stay here for a while this time." By the way, call Big Brother Mo and his family to arrange the marriage between our son and Xueyi, so that we can have our grandson sooner." After she finished speaking, she sighed slightly, if it wasn't for the accidental car accident , maybe, she has already embraced her grandson, what a pity. . .

"Mom!" Feng Zhiming knew the meaning of his mother's sigh. "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, mom wants you to be well." Yang Yunfang looked at her son and shook her head helplessly.

Wang Xueyi looked at him opposite, with a smile on her face: "Auntie, it's okay, I can understand, I can also wait. I believe that Zhiming will pass that hurdle one day." He must be able to forget , time is the best medicine.

"I hope so! Xueyi, I really wronged you." Yang Yunfang held her hand tightly.

Feng Zhiming picked up the car keys, "I'm going to the company." After finishing speaking, he walked out of the room.

"Xueyi, you are here to chat with your aunt this afternoon." Yang Yunfang stopped Wang Xueyi from getting up.

Wang Xueyi sat back on the sofa, "Okay, Auntie." Ling Yanyan sat in the restaurant, paid the bill and left until the crowds gradually decreased. Walking on the street alone, the wind blew and it was a little cold, blowing her long hair , This kind of wind can make people sober and more realistic.

Not going to work, but it seems leisurely and boring, strolling on the street, shuttling among the crowd.

When I walked to the park, sat on a wooden chair, and felt the cool breeze, she didn’t want to go back to the apartment alone. That’s not her home. Since when, she was afraid of being alone, she was afraid of being alone, since when, Her lonely heart began to want to rely on, since when did her smile only show off for someone.

The sky was getting darker, and it was already night, she stood up, the numbness of her calf made her face wrinkle, walked back to the apartment, opened the door, the whole room was still dark.Ling Yanyan didn't turn on the light, took advantage of the darkness, walked to the living room, threw her bag on the sofa, and sat on the white plush carpet.

He hasn't come back yet, is he busy in the company?Or something else?

forget about it!She shouldn't miss him, and she can't miss him!Shaking his head, he leaned against the sofa weakly, wrapping his arms tightly around himself.