President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan took out her mobile phone and called back the number just now, "What's the matter?" As soon as she picked up the phone, Ling Yanyan said to him in an unhappy tone.

"Yanyan, how I wish I gave you such a smile, and you show off my face like this." Ji Yunjun said lightly.

"You, where are you?" Ling Yanyan turned her head and looked around, only to see a black Mercedes parked not far away.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Ji Yunjun met her eyes, "Did you see me?"

"What exactly do you want? I told you to give me three days." Ling Yanyan was slightly annoyed, she never thought that Ji Yunjun would follow here, and he would look at her from time to time.

"I know, I just want to tell you that I have already sent the information you want to sign to your mailbox, as long as you sign the information and come to my side, then I will not fight against Feng's Enterprise again " Ji Yunjun had already guessed that Ling Yanyan would agree to him, because he saw her soft heart.

Ling Yanyan watched Feng Zhiming walking towards her, hung up the phone without saying anything.

Feng Zhiming walked to her and sat down, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No." Ling Yanyan shook her head, but she didn't know that Feng Zhiming had already seen her calling, he was not a fool, how could he not notice, she was deliberately dismissing him.

Ling Yanyan watched the black car drive away after 1 minute, holding the drink bottle tightly in her hand, "Zhi Ming, let's go back!"

"We'll go back after dinner. I've already told mom that we won't go home for dinner. We won't have anything to eat when we go back." Feng Zhiming opened the drink for her.

"Go home, I'll make it tonight." Ling Yanyan suddenly decided that there was a servant at home, and Ling Yanyan really seldom cooks.

Feng Zhiming shook his head.

"Why? Afraid that what I cook won't taste good? No way! I'll make whatever you like to eat." Ling Yanyan persisted.

"I don't think your cooking is not delicious, I'm afraid you're too tired." Feng Zhiming felt sorry for her!

"No, I'll do it tonight." Ling Yanyan stood up and pulled Feng Zhiming up from the chair, "Let's go! Go to the supermarket to buy vegetables."

Feng Zhiming had no choice but to drive to the supermarket. After shopping for more than half an hour, the cart that Feng Zhiming was pushing was already full of various vegetables.

"Yanyan, do you still want to buy it?" Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan with great interest and was still choosing.

"Of course!" Ling Yanyan kept nodding without turning her head.

Feng Zhiming approached her, "Honey, do you want to take all the dishes home?"

"En." He was sure that Ling Yanyan was not listening to him at all, and even dared to nod and say yes.

"Okay, then I bought this supermarket." Feng Zhiming said with a smile.

Ling Yanyan finally heard his words clearly, and raised her head, "You are crazy, why are you buying supermarkets?"

"You didn't agree with it! I said to bring all the dishes home, you agreed!" Feng Zhiming suppressed a smile.

"Did I say that? Nope!" Ling Yanyan put the selected package of vegetables into the cart, "Okay, let's go home!"

Standing in front of the cashier counter, the cashier swiped the price and looked at the numbers jumping on the monitor, "Honey, you're such a waste, I'll be poor by you." Feng Zhiming pretended to be wronged.

"Really? It seems that I bought a little too much. What should I do then? How about a refund?" Ling Yanyan looked at so many dishes and the jumping numbers on the monitor.

When the cashier heard Ling Yanyan's words, she stopped in surprise and wanted to withdraw?no?Looking at the clothes of the two of them, how could they look like poor people?And, it's only a little money, okay?He rolled his eyes helplessly.

Feng Zhiming reached out and took Ling Yanyan into his arms, "We will not retreat."

"But, it's still a lot!" Ling Yanyan pouted.

"Don't worry! I can still afford this amount of money. If I am really poor by you, then you can raise me instead!" Feng Zhiming smiled happily.

Ling Yanyan looked at him, his smile was still so charming, she had to remember his smile well, and the cashier at the side cast envious eyes from time to time.

After paying the money, Feng Zhiming walked towards the garage with a big bag of vegetables in one hand and Ling Yanyan in the other.

When they returned to the villa, Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang brought Yiyi and Chenchen were sitting in the living room eating fruit and watching TV.

"Why did you come back so early?" Yang Yunfang was very surprised. She thought that the two of them would rarely go out, and they might not come back until very late!

"En." Ling Yanyan nodded embarrassedly.

"Why do you still buy so many vegetables? There are still a lot of vegetables at home!" Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming holding various vegetables in his hands.

Feng Zhiming handed the dishes to Mama Zhang, "Yanyan said she was going to prepare dinner, so we bought the vegetables and came back."

"You guys! Just let me know if you want to eat! It's so troublesome. Mama Zhang..." Yang Yunfang called the servant.

"Mom, no need, I'll just prepare it. I haven't prepared dinner for Zhiming for a long time." After finishing speaking, he walked into the kitchen.

"I'll help." Feng Zhiming also walked into the kitchen.

Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang looked at each other, "Let them be happy! Let's go upstairs." Then one picked up Chenchen, and the other led Yiyi upstairs.

Although Feng Zhiming was standing in the kitchen, he couldn't help him with anything, Ling Yanyan didn't want his help at all.

Four dishes and one soup have already been brought to the dining table, "Husband, try it quickly, is it delicious?" Ling Yanyan picked up a piece of beef for him.

"Well, not bad." Feng Zhiming ate, but said two words lightly.

"Not bad? Isn't it delicious? I thought you would say it was delicious!" Ling Yanyan tilted her head, "Could it be that I haven't cooked for a long time, so it's like this?"

"Okay! Eat it now! It won't taste good when it's cold. The dishes you cook are delicious, but..." Feng Zhiming paused deliberately.

Ling Yanyan asked anxiously, "But what? Did I run out of salt or put too much salt?"

"I mean, no matter how delicious your cooking is, it's not as good as yours." Feng Zhiming stared at her.

"You, rascal!" Ling Yanyan lowered her head, eating the food in front of her.

Feng Zhiming finally laughed out loud, "You should eat more of the dishes you cook, and I will eat more. My wife's dishes are so delicious, you must finish them." Also pick up food for her.

"However, it would be even better if my wife could feed me." Feng Zhiming pushed forward.

Ling Yanyan didn't say anything, she picked up some food and handed it to him, "Honey, you must eat more!" When she said this, she suddenly felt sad, does this mean that she will never have another chance in the future? Feed him himself.

"I'll just eat more, why are you crying." Feng Zhiming was the most helpless to her tears, as long as her tears flowed out, he would be heartbroken and at a loss.

"No! I'm happy." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, holding back the tears welling in her eyes.

For one dinner, each person fed each other mouthful, and almost all the food in front of them was eaten.

Ling Yanyan also cut the fruit herself, and brought it upstairs, and in the fruit plate, Ling's favorite fruits were all Feng Zhiming's.

"Wife, you are so kind to me today, is there some conspiracy?" Feng Zhiming pretended to be relaxed, he just hoped that Ling Yanyan could tell him the truth, her behavior these two days has been too weird, not like usual her!

****** Dear friends, it’s the third watch~~ Hee hee! !