President, don't mess around

Fu Nina was eating a delicious meal in the restaurant, "Brother Zhiming, don't you want to eat it? It's delicious!" She raised her head and said to Feng Zhiming who was sitting opposite.

"I've already eaten, eat slowly, no one will grab you." Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly, took a tissue, and wiped the sauce on the corner of her mouth.

"Well," Fu Nina smiled and nodded.

"Ten years ago you were the same as you are now, except that you have grown taller and grown up, but the way you eat has not changed at all." Feng Zhiming picked up vegetables for her.

After Fu Nina had dinner, Feng Zhiming drove her back to the hotel, and then drove back to the villa.

After Ling Yanyan coaxed her son to sleep, she walked back to the bedroom and checked the time. It's getting late, why hasn't he come back yet?The evening entertainment seems to take a long time!

Sitting down on the sofa, at this moment, Yang Yunfang walked in, "Yanyan, you haven't rested yet?"

"Mom, come in and sit down." Ling Yanyan got up to greet her.

"You should go to bed early. I think you don't look very well today. Is it hard to go back to work?" Yang Yunfang asked her.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "It's okay, Mom, it's not hard at all, the main reason is that I have to prepare for the fashion show next month, so I will be a little busy, and it will be much better after waiting." She didn't want Yang Yunfang too worried.

"Okay, let's go to rest. Yiyi and Chenchen are watched by me and your dad, so don't worry. I don't know when Zhiming will come back. Has he come back late recently?" Yang Yunfang always felt a little late Strangely, since Fu Nina stayed at the hotel, Feng Zhiming came back relatively late.

"Zhiming has a social event tonight, so it should be late." Although Ling Yanyan said this, she always felt an indescribable weird feeling.

As soon as he finished speaking, two car lights flashed into the villa, "It should be that Zhiming is back."

"Okay, then I'll go down and have a look." Ling Yanyan walked downstairs.

Feng Zhiming walked into the living room, threw his suit jacket on the sofa, and pulled his tie.

"You haven't slept yet?" Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan and pulled her into his arms, "Are you waiting for me to come back? Wife."

"I don't have it! If you don't come back all night, will I still wait for you all night?" Ling Yanyan refused to admit it, she was obviously waiting for him, but she didn't admit it when she saw him.

Feng Zhiming smiled, "Aren't I coming back now?"

"Okay, stop making trouble, hurry up and go upstairs!" Ling Yanyan patted his big hands away, walked to the sofa, picked up his suit jacket, picked up his briefcase, and walked straight to the second floor.

Feng Zhiming took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, seeing Ling Yanyan still sitting in front of the dressing table, "What are you thinking?"

Ling Yanyan raised her head and looked at his dripping hair, "It's nothing." She took the towel, stood on tiptoe, and wiped his hair until the hair was almost dry before hanging the towel on the hanger.

A lavender-patterned silk quilt covered the two of them. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling had been turned off, leaving only the warm light at the head of the bed.

"Next time, I have a social event, so don't wait for me, you should rest early." Feng Zhiming looked at the tiredness on Ling Yanyan's face, and stroked her face lightly.

"Well," Ling Yanyan nodded, her energy was so strong that she couldn't resist the bouts of drowsiness.

Feng Zhiming hugged her, let her lean on his chest, listened to her small voice, and smiled faintly.

The sky had already dawned, but Ling Yanyan was still asleep. Feng Zhiming was sitting downstairs, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper, while Yiyi, who was sitting opposite, was eating bread and drinking milk.

"Daddy, isn't Mommy coming to dinner?"

"Is Yiyi looking for Mommy?" Feng Zhiming put down the newspaper and looked at his daughter opposite.

"Well," Yiyi nodded, "Mummy said that she will send Yiyi to school today. But, she is going to be late for school, why hasn't Mummy come yet?" She has been waiting since she got up, until it was almost time to eat, I haven't seen Ling Yanyan go downstairs yet.

Feng Zhiming looked at the time, "Yiyi, let grandma take you to school today, okay?"

"What about Mommy?" Yiyi pouted and asked.

"Mommy is going to work later, I'll let Mommy take you there another day, be good!" Feng Zhiming walked to his daughter's side after speaking, and patted her head.

Yiyi slid off the chair, "Okay, I see, Mommy must be too tired from work, so she needs to sleep more, grandma, please take me to school!" While talking, she walked to the living room and picked up her schoolbag.

Feng Zhiming watched his daughter get into the car, and the driver drove them away from the company before heading to the second floor.

The heavy curtains blocked the light from the outside, walked to the window, opened the curtains, a ray of sunlight poured into the room, only a tulle curtain.

Feng Zhiming walked to the side of the bed, kissed her forehead, moved to the tip of her nose, and covered her sexy lips.

"Hmm." Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, and saw the handsome face close at hand, "Good morning!"

"Honey, it's getting late, are you still up?" Feng Zhiming asked softly.

Ling Yanyan moved her body, "Is it very late?"

"Well, wake up now, have breakfast, and go to work just right." Feng Zhiming is very good at counting time.

"Is it so late?" Ling Yanyan continued to close her eyes as if she hadn't woken up yet.

Feng Zhiming looked at her, "Honey, it's getting late, if you don't get up again, you'll be late for work."

"Yeah." Although he answered, he still closed his eyes and didn't move.

Ling Yanyan woke up almost half an hour late, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so she hurriedly asked Feng Zhiming to drive her to the company.

When the car stopped downstairs in the company, it was already ten o'clock, "Oh my god, it's so late." Ling Yanyan looked at the time and frowned slightly.

"Okay, let's go up! Didn't you say there is a meeting in the morning?" Feng Zhiming leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Let others see it." Ling Yanyan's fair face was stained with a blush.

Feng Zhiming laughed softly, "Honey, don't worry, even if they didn't see it, they would still be thinking that their boss Ling came late, it must be because last night was too sweet." He just wanted her to sleep a little longer , but unexpectedly, she stayed in bed too much.

"I will definitely get up early next time." After Ling Yanyan finished speaking, she got out of the car and walked towards the company building.

Feng Zhiming watched her walk into the automatic gate before turning around and leaving.

As soon as Ling Yanyan walked into the office, all the new recruits who originally reported today were already waiting in the conference room.

Among the ten new recruits, eight are catwalk models for next month's fashion show, while Fu Nina and one of the girls are mainly graphic models.

In the study hall on the sixth floor, a professional teacher guides their every movement and every look.

Ling Yanyan watched carefully from the side, nodded and smiled from time to time, and then walked out of the study hall and returned to the office.