President, don't mess around

"Boy! See clearly, she is your old man's wife. You can't just take advantage, eat tofu, understand?" Feng Zhiming said to his son who was a little confused.

In less than three seconds, there was the sound of Chenchen crying loudly.

Ling Yanyan turned her head and glared at Feng Zhiming angrily, "Why are you doing this? You scared Chenchen." She picked up her son and coaxed him.

Feng Zhiming leaned on the sofa, looking at two people, one big and one small, beside him, he was really left out in the cold.

Frowning in displeasure, at this moment, the son stretched out his chubby hand to pull Feng Zhiming's suit, "Here, you can coax your son! You made him cry." Ling Yanyan stuffed her son into the suit. into Feng Zhiming's arms.

Chenchen stopped crying, and put his small face in front of Feng Zhiming, drooling from the corner of his mouth all wiped on his expensive suit, Ling Yanyan beside him was smiling happily, his son really resembled Zhiming It's like a smaller version of him.

After the troubled Chenchen fell asleep, Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan and went back to the room, "I have asked Li Rui to book two air tickets for the day after tomorrow." Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan sat down on the sofa.

"Are you going on a business trip?" Ling Yanyan looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't go on a business trip, go to the United States." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

Ling Yanyan looked at him, "Are you taking me to see my mother?"

"Well, I'm back in New York today." Feng Zhiming knew that Ling Yanyan had always wanted to see Shen Yushu, but Mo Fangming took Shen Yushu to the countryside to recuperate, and he didn't come back until two days ago.

Originally, she didn't plan to stay for a long time, she just wanted to see Shen Yushu, so Ling Yanyan brought simple luggage.

"Yanyan, go and say hello to your mother for me this time, and let her come back to see if she has time." Yang Yunfang confessed before they went out.

"Understood, Mom, I've worked hard for you these few days. You have to take care of Yiyi and Chenchen." Ling Yanyan knew that this son was really not so easy to take care of.

"It's okay, you guys can go, you can go and play for a few more days." Yang Yunfang said to them.

Li Rui sent the two of them to the plane.

More than ten hours later, the plane landed at New York International Airport in the United States.

"Tired?" Feng Zhiming asked Ling Yanyan in his arms.

"Not tired." Ling Yanyan was full of anticipation now, and she couldn't fall asleep on the plane.

They just walked out of the exit of the airport when they saw Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu standing at the exit.

"Mom." Ling Yanyan trotted towards Shen Yushu, "Why are you here?"

"She, as soon as she heard that you were coming, she insisted on coming to pick up the plane, and she couldn't stop her." Mo Fangming said from the side.

Shen Yushu looked at Ling Yanyan, "Why are you still so thin? Not fat at all."

"That's pretty good." Ling Yanyan walked out of the airport with Shen Yushu on her arm.

Feng Zhiming and Mo Fangming followed behind.

In Mo's Villa, Ling Yanyan looked at Shen Yushu's rosy face, "Mom, are you feeling well?"

"Well, everything is fine. I am very healthy now." Shen Yushu never thought that she would come back after going around the ghost gate.

"It's my uncle who took good care of me." Ling Yanyan said with a smile, Mo Fangming's love and care for Shen Yushu surpassed everything else.

At this time, Mo Fangming came over, "Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow, Yanyan is tired after sitting on the plane for so long, let her rest early."

Seeing that the two of them chatted endlessly.

"Oh, yes, go up and rest first." Shen Yushu sent her upstairs.

Ling Yanyan stood in front of the window, looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, it was a different scene.

"Aren't you sleepy yet?" Feng Zhiming came out of the bathroom and saw Ling Yanyan standing in front of the French window.

Ling Yanyan put her arm around his waist, "Zhi Ming."

"Huh?" Feng Zhiming smelled the fragrance in her hair.

"Thank you." Ling Yanyan looked up at the man in front of her.

Feng Zhiming rubbed her long hair, "What's the matter? Huh?"

"Thank you for loving me, thank you for giving me happiness." Ling Yanyan stood on tiptoe and gave her kiss.

The hazy moonlight is accompanied by her affection, and the deep affection is staged at this moment.

Ling Yanyan accompanies Shen Yushu every day, and just goes around the city to see the different hustle and bustle. New York is also a fashion city. For designers like Ling Yanyan, it is definitely a big attraction. I went to a lot of fashion shows.

"Yanyan, don't you plan to be in the clothing industry now?" Shen Yushu also knew that Ling Yanyan had put down everything in France.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "No, career is not that important, I want to spend more time with Zhiming and my children." The most important thing in her life is her family.

Although she also has design drawings, they are all amateurs, and she has not published them, nor has she ever made samples.

Shen Yushu nodded, "Yes! Some things may not be that important. Mom is really relieved to see you so happy and Zhiming loves you so much. Before, I really missed too much. I almost missed my whole life." As he spoke, he suddenly became sad.

"Mom, isn't it good now? In the future, if you have time, you can go back to China to see your granddaughter and grandson." Ling Yanyan comforted her, the past is no longer important, what is facing now is the present and future.

Shen Yushu wiped away her tears, "Well, well, I haven't seen Yiyi for a long time, and I haven't seen Chenchen since he was born."

"At that time, you and Uncle Mo will go together. In a few months, Chenchen will be a week." Ling Yanyan said to her.

Shen Yushu nodded, "Well, I will definitely go."

Feng Zhiming sat in the living room, waiting for the mother and daughter upstairs to say goodbye. He originally planned to stay here for only three days, but it has been a week.

Ling Yanyan came down from downstairs, her eyes were slightly red, "Let's go! Uncle, we are going back. If you have time, take my mother back to China to see."

"Okay, I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport, don't delay the flight." Mo Fangming said to them.

In order not to be sad, I simply didn't send him to the airport.

Ling Yanyan leaned against Feng Zhiming's arms without saying a word.

Walking into the airport lobby, Ling Yanyan kept looking out of the window, "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to leave?" Feng Zhiming wrapped his arms around her waist.

Ling Yanyan shook her head.

Feng Zhiming looked at her helplessly, obviously lost in mind, and still didn't admit it.

After getting on the plane, Ling Yanyan realized, "Aren't we going back to China?" But why is it still an international flight?

"Who told you that you're going back to China?" Feng Zhiming watched Ling Yanyan finally come to his senses, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, looking at the confused look on her face.

I didn't say it.However, he didn't say where he was going?

"Go to sleep! This time I will have to sit for several hours." Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms.

Ling Yanyan didn't say anything else, it didn't matter where she followed him.

The plane landed at the airport a few hours later.