President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming smiled, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Yanyan, you guys go back first!"

"Okay, Yanyan, you have a good rest, I'll go and prepare some food for you." Yang Yunfang left the ward with Feng Zhihao after she finished her confession.

Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming, "Mom seems very happy." She could see the unconcealable smile on Yang Yunfang's face.

"That's because you gave birth to a grandson." Feng Zhiming caressed her face lightly. Although her face was a little pale, he could see the happiness on Yanyan's face.

In order to recuperate Ling Yanyan's body, Yang Yunfang insisted that Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming go back to the villa.

Ling Yanyan was lying on the bed, Feng Zhiming opened the door and walked in, and handed her a piece of paper.Seeing that there are only a few simple words on it, I am leaving, I wish you happiness.

Since the day Ling Yanyan gave birth, Wang Xueyi left, leaving only this piece of paper, "Has she figured it out?" Ling Yanyan sighed slightly.

"She took Sissi away." Feng Zhiming sat down by the bed and said lightly.

Ling Yanyan approached Feng Zhiming's arms, "She will be happy too."

For nearly half a year, Ling Yanyan almost stayed in the villa, and the children didn't need her to take care of them.

Yang Yunfang is playing with her precious grandson in the living room downstairs. The whole living room is filled with all kinds of toys.

"Ouch, my baby, you can't put this in your mouth." Yang Yunfang snatched the toy tightly held by her chubby little hands.

But the little man was not happy, and started to cry loudly, "Chenchen is good, grandma will give you delicious food." Yang Yunfang spoiled this precious grandson so much.

Feng Zhiming saw this scene as soon as he came in. His precious son has been torturing grandma a lot. When he walked up to the second floor, he saw Ling Yanyan sitting on my sofa in front of the French window.

"What are you thinking?" Feng Zhiming put down the briefcase in his hand and sat down beside her.

"You're back!" Ling Yanyan smiled at him.

Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan into his arms, "Our precious son is crying downstairs!"

"I know, I went downstairs, and my mother said that she can take it with me, and let me come up to rest. Actually, I have rested long enough, right?" Ling Yanyan raised her head and asked him.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Zhiming could tell from her eyes that she had something to say.

Ling Yanyan wrapped her slender arms around his neck and sat on his lap, "I want to go to work, is that okay?"

"Okay! Continue to be my assistant." Feng Zhiming put his hands around her slender waist, not at all like having two children.

"But, I..." Ling Yanyan stammered.

Feng Zhiming looked at the woman who was close to him in front of him. Under the silk pajamas, her breasts were full, and the hand on her waist tightened unconsciously.

"I want to go out to work by myself, okay?" Ling Yanyan approached him, and the fragrant breath lingered in front of him.

The pink lips pressed against the corners of his lips and kissed lightly.

Feng Zhiming's big hands clasped the back of her head tightly, making her unable to escape, and sexy thin lips covered her lips, from a shallow kiss to a lingering deep kiss.

"Hmm..." Ling Yanyan felt a chill all over her body, and her pajamas had already been half down to her waist.

"No! Mom will come up later." The only consciousness made her refuse.

Feng Zhiming looked at her, "You were the one who seduced me first." She deliberately put on a sexy low-necked pajamas, and threw herself into her arms, she underestimated her allure to him too much.

"I didn't!" How could she be tempted!She was just acting like a baby to get him to agree to go out to work.

Feng Zhiming picked her up, walked towards the big bed beside him, and they both fell down on the soft big bed.After taking off the clothes on her body, her muscular body was covered with her soft and delicate body, and they were tightly fitted. The whole room was filled with the sound of men's heavy breathing and women's coquettish moaning.

After a joy, Ling Yanyan lay on his chest tiredly, listening to his heartbeat.

"Mommy, grandma said it's time to eat." Yiyi's small figure appeared at the door of the room, and Feng Zhiming quickly pulled the quilt over the bare bodies of the two.

Yiyi stood by the bed, "Daddy, Mommy, you haven't eaten yet, why are you sleeping?"

As soon as Yang Yunfang entered the room, she saw the two people hugging each other on the bed, "Yiyi, let's go, grandma will take you to dinner." She took Yiyi's hand and turned around, glaring at the person on the bed, "Next time, remember to open the door to you. Lock it, and it will teach my granddaughter to death."

Ling Yanyan turned around, "I can go to work tomorrow, right?" She put her little hand on his chest and looked up at Feng Zhiming.

"Have you found a job?" Feng Zhiming asked with his head resting on his arms.

"Well, Yuxin asked me to help her, so I..." Ling Yanyan said to him, and stopped talking when she saw Feng Zhiming's gloomy face.

Feng Zhiming sat up, "I knew it was Yuxin, she just opened a studio honestly, and it's been more than half a year, and it's on track, what do I want you to do now!"

"I'm just going to help her. If I'm not busy, I'll stay at home." Ling Yanyan promised, but who knows if it will happen often when it's not busy?

Feng Zhiming finally nodded in agreement, and Ling Yanyan started her daily work.

Ling Yanyan was facing the computer, the mouse kept moving, and a pair of design drafts slid across the screen.

"Yanyan, go back quickly, it's time to get off work." Qiu Yuxin said to Ling Yanyan.

"Well, good. Got it, you go back first! I just tidy up here." Ling Yanyan just raised her head and waved to Qiu Yuxin, then lowered her head to work.

His eyes were fixed on the screen, and he didn't even notice that the phone beside him vibrated.

Feng Zhiming looked at his phone, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, and he didn't answer the phone, where did he go?Walked out of the villa, got into the car, and drove away at a high speed. After half an hour, he stopped in front of an office building, looked at the office on the sixth floor with lights on, and got out of the car helplessly.

Walking into Ling Yanyan's office, he took her hand, "Ah..." Ling Yanyan screamed instinctively before she could react.

"Ling Yanyan! What exactly do you want?" Feng Zhiming yelled at her, to see how tired she was?

"Zhiming, why are you here?" Ling Yanyan looked at the angry Feng Zhiming, and didn't realize what was going on?

Feng Zhiming pulled her to the window, "Why am I here? Then tell me, what time do you get off work?"

"Five, five o'clock." Ling Yanyan listened to him talking loudly, and looked out the window at the already dark sky.

"But, it's almost ten o'clock now." Feng Zhiming pulled her wrist and showed her the dazzling diamond watch on her wrist.

Ling Yanyan approached him, "I'm sorry, then I'm off work now."

"Then let's go!" Feng Zhiming felt terrible when he thought about it, she was the only one left in the whole office building, and the door of the company was not closed, what would she do if a bad person came in?

"Wait, wait a minute, I haven't saved it yet." Ling Yanyan's heart is still on the computer.

Feng Zhiming let go of her hand in displeasure, and walked out without looking at her.

Ling Yanyan followed quickly, but just followed behind him, got into the car, and did not speak until the car returned to the villa by the sea.

Feng Zhiming took off his suit jacket, threw it on the sofa, and walked into the bathroom.

Ling Yanyan reluctantly picked up the suit jacket, hung it on the hanger, carried his briefcase into the study, and sat on the sofa in the room to wait.