President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan was sitting in the office, flipping through magazines boredly, when the phone on Feng Zhiming's desk rang, "President, the old lady on line [-] is calling."

"Understood." Feng Zhiming pressed the number two button, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"Zhiming, is Yanyan at the company? Her mobile phone is turned off." Yang Yunfang's tone was anxious and worried.

Feng Zhiming looked up at Ling Yanyan who was sitting on the sofa, "She is here, what happened?"

"Is Yanyan okay? I went to the garage and saw a large piece of paint was scraped off Yanyan's car. It seemed to be a car accident. She was not injured, right?" Yang Yunfang saw that the red car was scraped like this, really I was taken aback.

"What? I see." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone with a bang, got up and walked up to Ling Yanyan, pulling her up.

Ling Yanyan was startled by his sudden behavior. "What's wrong?"

"Have you been hit by a car?" Feng Zhiming looked at her and asked.

"I just accidentally touched Ludao lightly." Ling Yanyan originally wanted to hide it from him, but she didn't expect him to know it so soon.

Feng Zhiming saw from head to toe, "I'm fine." I knew he would be so worried.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Feng Zhiming was slightly annoyed, did she not want to tell him anything?

Ling Yanyan wrapped her arms around his waist, "I'm not hurt. Don't make such a fuss."

"I want to check." Feng Zhiming started to unzip her dress.

"Hey, you..." Ling Yanyan took his hand, "This is the office."

"So what? No one will come in." Feng Zhiming must confirm if she is injured anywhere.

Ling Yanyan backed away, "Didn't you read it in the morning?" She was blushing, she had been stripped and eaten by him only in the morning, and now he was actually in the office to check if she was injured.

Feng Zhiming crossed his arms and looked at her, "That's not okay!" I went to work in the morning, did I notice that she was injured somewhere?

"You hate it!" Seeing him approaching, Ling Yanyan backed away, but accidentally bumped into the coffee table next to the sofa, Feng Zhiming reached out to grab her, and they both fell into the sofa.

At this time, the door of the office was opened. Fu Nina stood at the door and looked at the ambiguous posture of the two, feeling a burst of displeasure in her heart, but there was a smile on her face, "I didn't mean it."

Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan got up from the sofa and stood up, "Why are you here?" Feng Zhiming didn't seem to welcome her very much.

"Can't I come? Is it because I'm bothering you?" Fu Nina walked in, Ling Yanyan looked at her, "It's okay, we're fine."

Why did she come?Did she simply come to find Feng Zhiming?

Fu Nina looked at Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan's intimacy, which added to her unhappiness. She originally thought that she appeared to watch a show, but she thought that when the photo appeared, whether Ling Yanyan saw it or When Feng Zhiming saw it, it would cause an uproar. What she didn't expect the most was that the two of them were still so close, and she found fragments of the photo in the trash can beside her. Her little hands were clenched into fists, and her long nails were sunken. into the meat.

Ling Yanyan didn't ignore any of Fu Nina's actions. Originally, she thought that the photo was sent by Ji Yunjun, but he didn't do this little trick behind it. He dared to drug her and let her stay in a hotel for one night. It is necessary to send such a photo, but now she is sure that this photo is sent by Fu Nina, has she been following her all the time, taking such a photo just to make Feng Zhiming misunderstand herself?

"What are you thinking?" Feng Zhiming didn't know when it started, but he was already standing beside her, reaching out to stroke her jet-black hair.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "It's nothing."

"Sister-in-law, you are not happy to see me here, are you? It is rare for me to have time today!" Fu Nina also walked to the sofa and sat down.

Ling Yanyan just smiled.

Fu Nina originally just wanted to confirm the relationship between Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan, but now, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened, so there was no need for her to stay here, no matter what So, she always has a way to get Feng Zhiming.

Originally, Ling Yanyan was going to be in the company all day, but just after lunch time, Yang Yunfang called and said that Chenchen had a fever, so Ling Yanyan hurried back to the villa.

"Mom, how is Chenchen?" As soon as Ling Yanyan entered the living room, she saw Yang Yunfang sending the family doctor downstairs.

"Fortunately, it's not serious, Dr. Chen, thank you, Mama Zhang, take Dr. Chen out." Although Yang Yunfang said it was not serious to Ling Yanyan, her face was still full of worry.

Ling Yanyan went upstairs and walked into her son's room, and saw that his little face was a little red, probably because of a fever, and when she saw Ling Yanyan coming in, she opened her arms and shouted for a hug.

Holding Chen Chen in her arms, she caressed his face, "Chen Chen, Mommy is here, be good."

Ling Yanyan coaxed him for a long time before he fell asleep, but his small hands were still holding the clothes around Ling Yanyan's waist, and he woke up with a slight movement. There was no way, Ling Yanyan could only hold him like this.

Yang Yunfang went upstairs, "Chenchen has always been in good health, and I don't know what happened, but he just got a fever." She also had a worried face, so she hurriedly called Ling Yanyan to come back.

"Mom, it's okay. Didn't the doctor say it's not serious? Don't worry too much. You can go and have a rest. I'll take Chenchen with me." Ling Yanyan said to Yang Yunfang with a smile.

All afternoon, Ling Yanyan hugged Chenchen.

Feng Zhiming was worried about his wife and son, so he was about to leave the company as soon as the off-duty time came. He just picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair when the iPhone on the table rang. He saw that there was no name on it, but it was still a familiar number ,"Hello."

"President Feng, hello!" Ji Yunjun's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Feng Zhiming heard his voice, and the anger that had already subsided rose again, "Why are you calling me? If it's okay, I'll hang up."

"Let's meet, how about it?" Ji Yunjun smiled slightly, and when he didn't get a response from the other end of the phone, "Feng Zhiming, don't you dare to meet me?"

"Okay! Where is it?" Feng Zhiming nodded in agreement to Ji Yunjun's provocation.

Feng Zhiming drove to the agreed place, which was a luxurious high-end club. After parking the car in the garage, he walked into a box, and Ji Yunjun was already sitting there.

"President Feng, I didn't expect you to come so fast." Ji Yunjun put out the cigarette in his hand and smiled kindly at him.

Feng Zhiming didn't agree with him, and sat down on the sofa opposite, "What can you do with me?"

"No rush, let's have a drink first!" After finishing speaking, he pointed to the wine glass in front of him, "Don't worry, I won't be mean enough to poison the wine."

Feng Zhiming picked up the wine glass and drank it down.