President, don't mess around

It took a long time to let her go, "Is the baby in my belly good today?" Feng Zhiming put his big hand on her protruding belly.

"Well, you're very good today, and you didn't kick me!" Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms, covering his big one with her little hand.

Feng Zhiming adjusted the leather seat so that Ling Yanyan could lean more comfortably. "Zhiming, thank you." Ling Yanyan pressed her face against his chest.

"Why do you say such things suddenly? You are my wife." Feng Zhiming chuckled.

Ling Yanyan wrapped her slender arms around his neck, "It's about my mother, thank you!"

"I'm not unconditional." Feng Zhiming's face moved closer.

"You, you can't mess around, the baby in your belly is watching!" Ling Yanyan looked at his approaching face, her little hands resting on his chest in a panic.

Feng Zhiming smiled evilly, "Honey, you think too much. My condition is that you laugh every day and stop frowning."

"I didn't think too much. What are you doing so close?" Ling Yanyan's face flushed. Who made him get so close, and her eyes were still squinting. That's why she wanted to be crooked. Well!

"Since you have thought about it, if I don't do it, will you be disappointed?" Feng Zhiming buried his face in her neck, smelling the fragrance of a woman on her body.

At this time, the door of the office was opened, and Qiu Yuxin saw the ambiguous posture of the two of them as soon as he entered.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." She looked at them innocently.

Feng Zhiming held Ling Yanyan in his arms, "Next time you don't remember to knock on the door, don't blame me for asking Li Rui to drive you out."

"I said I didn't do it on purpose! Besides, this is an office, so you don't have to do this, do you?" Qiu Yuxin was so lucky that she met her more than once.

"Are you here for something?" Feng Zhiming asked lightly.

"It's nothing, I just happened to pass by here, so I came to take a look." Qiu Yuxin walked to the sofa and sat down.She was embarrassed to say that she wanted to see Li Rui, and she was so busy recently that she didn't even answer her phone calls, but who would have thought that as soon as she came in, she ran into Li Rui who was about to go out in the elevator.

It just so happened that Qiu Yuxin was sitting in the tea room chatting with Ling Yanyan.

Three days later, Shen Yushu and Mo Fangming booked a noon flight to the United States, and Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming went to see them off.

Standing in front of the French windows at the airport, watching the plane take off.

"Don't worry too much, it will be fine." Feng Zhiming watched Ling Yanyan unwilling to leave for a long time.

Ling Yanyan looked at the sky, and the plane had disappeared from sight, "I don't know when we will meet next time."

"Don't think too much, we can also go see her." Of course, it is impossible for her to take the plane now that she has a big belly.

As time passed day by day, Ling Yanyan's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and the expected date of delivery was getting closer and closer. She stroked her protruding belly with a happy smile on her face, "Be good, baby. Stay here for a few days."

Feng Zhiming received a call from Yang Yunfang and went to the villa.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Feng Zhiming asked Yang Yunfang who was sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered the villa.

Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming, "Son! This Yanyan is about to give birth, you don't want her to stay alone in the villa, do you?"

"Wouldn't it be nice for Yanyan and I to live in the seaside villa?" Feng Zhiming didn't care.

"It's not bad. Yanyan always needs someone to take care of her. When the child is born, she will have to take care of her." Yang Yunfang has been worrying about this problem, and Wang Xueyi in the guest room has been quieter recently, but every day is just quiet. Staying quietly, no longer resisting, that is, never taking a step out of the room.

Feng Zhiming's legs crossed naturally, "With me here, it's okay to hire a nanny."

"No! I want to take care of my grandson." Yang Yunfang disagreed, this was something she had been looking forward to for a long time, Yiyi regretted not seeing her grow up, this time, no matter what, she had to take the child with her.

"Then what do you want?" Feng Zhiming watched Yang Yunfang circling around, but still circling in place.

Yang Yunfang sighed, "Forget it, you can figure it out, you can live wherever you want." There are some things she can't say.

"That's good, I have to go back to accompany Yanyan." Feng Zhiming stood up, and the phone rang, "Yanyan?" He answered the phone.

"Zhiming, my stomach hurts." Ling Yanyan's voice was a little weak.

"What? I'll be right back." Feng Zhiming picked up the suit jacket on the table and walked out.

Yang Yunfang also followed, "Son, what's wrong with Yanyan?"

"She said her stomach hurts, and I have to go back right now." Feng Zhiming got into the car, and drove away before Yang Yunfang could stop him.

Yang Yunfang hurried back to the villa and went up to the second floor, "Husband, hurry up, we have to go and see, Yanyan seems to be giving birth soon." Before entering the room, she started talking in the corridor.

Yang Yunfang walked into the room, changed her clothes, called the driver, prepared the car, and drove out of the villa.

The whole villa fell silent in an instant. Wang Xueyi stood in front of the window with a bitter smile on her lips. After writing a few words on a piece of white paper, she walked out of the villa.

Feng Zhiming ignored the red lights along the way and galloped back to the villa by the sea at the fastest speed.

Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa, her fingertips turned white, she clutched the armrest of the sofa tightly, sweat broke out from her forehead.

"Yanyan!" As soon as Feng Zhiming entered the villa, he saw Ling Yanyan's pained face, picked her up by the waist, and strode towards the car.

When they arrived at the hospital, Ling Yanyan was pushed into the delivery room, but Feng Zhiming was stopped outside the door and could only wait.

After a while, Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang also came, "How is it?"

"I don't know yet." Feng Zhiming was also at a loss. For him, it was the first time he was so nervous. He was not there when Yiyi was born, and he was not there when Sissy was born.

At this time, a nurse came out of the delivery room, and Yang Yunfang stopped her, "Nurse, how is my wife?"

"The amniotic fluid has broken, and it's time to give birth." The nurse put down her words in a hurry, then walked quickly to the next room, took the things, and walked into the delivery room.

After more than an hour, the nurse came out, "Congratulations, mother and child are safe."

The three people outside the delivery room finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I go and see Yanyan now?"

"The patient is very weak now, you will visit her in the general ward later." The nurse said to Feng Zhiming.

"Can we go and see the child?" Yang Yunfang asked the nurse.

The nurse nodded, "Yes, we have sent the baby to the nursery, you can go over there to see it." The nurse pointed to the nursery at the other end of the corridor.

Feng Zhiming stood in front of the hospital bed, looked at Ling Yanyan who was pale and asleep, and put his hand on her face.

Ling Yanyan woke up leisurely, "Zhiming, where's the child?"

"Our son is very healthy." Feng Zhiming said with a smile.

"Really! I want to see the child." Ling Yanyan wanted to sit up.

Feng Zhiming supported her, "Don't move around, the doctor said that you are very weak and need a good rest. The child will see you later."

At this time, Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao walked in, "Yanyan, are you okay? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Dad, Mom, you are here too, I'm fine." Ling Yanyan smiled.

"It's fine. You must have a good rest and take good care of your body. Zhiming, Yanyan just gave birth, and her body must be very weak. You must take good care of her, you know?" Yang Yunfang confessed.