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"Sister Yanyan, you are so beautiful today, it seems that Ji Shao treats you really well!" Fu Nina sat down on another single sofa, winking at Ji Yunjun.

Ji Yunjun stood up, "Then you guys talk, I'll go over there."

After he left, the expression on Ling Yanyan's face was still calm, "You just want to say hello to me, don't you?"

"Sister Yanyan, why do you say that?" Fu Nina pouted unhappily.

"If you want to show off your relationship with Zhiming, I'm sorry, I won't care." Ling Yanyan said hardened her heart, and she would not let Fu Nina see the fragility in her heart.

Fu Nina shook her head, "No, Sister Yanyan, I'm really glad to see Young Master Ji treating you so well."

"Really? You are glad that I left, you can be with Zhiming openly!" Ling Yanyan glanced at Fu Nina in front of her, and then turned her head, but unfortunately met Feng Zhiming Ling Yanyan's eyes, but only for a second, Ling Yanyan still chose to avoid it.

But Feng Zhiming came over, walking over gracefully, "Brother Zhiming." Fu Nina put down the wine glass, got up and fell into his arms.

And his eyes glanced coldly, and he saw the ring in Ling Yanyan's hand. The ring finger was originally wearing his and her wedding rings, but now it was replaced by that dazzling ring.

Ling Yanyan just felt uncomfortable, seeing Fu Nina snuggled into his arms, her heart was hurting, "I, I'm going to fix my makeup." Ling Yanyan hurriedly wanted to walk away , she was unsteady, she leaned slightly, the layered skirt accidentally touched the wine glass on the coffee table, the goblet fell down, and the red liquid poured onto her white gauze dress, staining a circle red.

Feng Zhiming threw off Fu Nina at the fastest speed, and wrapped around Ling Yanyan's waist, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, let go!" Ling Yanyan's face was blushed, she gently pushed his chest with her small hands, and whispered to him.

Feng Zhiming smiled evilly, "You are so beautiful today, I really want to take you hard." His voice was so soft that only two people could hear it.

Ling Yanyan opened her eyes wide in surprise, pushed him away, and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

Feng Zhiming looked at the back of her fleeing in a hurry, "Brother Zhiming, you still love sister Yanyan, right?"

"Can't you?" Feng Zhiming asked back.

"But Sister Yanyan..." Before Fu Nina finished speaking, Feng Zhiming picked up the handbag Ling Yanyan had dropped on the sofa and followed her.

Ling Yanyan stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, stroking her chest with her hand, why is he so weird?Shouldn't he stare at her or scold her severely?Or dislocate her hand one more time.But why did she feel that he was a little ambiguous?

The hand went deep to the automatic water outlet, and the rushing water slid across her fingers. Looking at the ring on her hand, she felt it was a great irony. She pulled out a tissue on the side, wiped her hands, and was about to use it. When carrying the bag, it occurred to me that she simply forgot to take it just now.

He should go out to socialize. With such a mentality, he walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he went out, a strong long arm stretched out and pulled her into the safe passage beside him.

If it weren't for this familiar breath, if it wasn't for this inexplicable sense of familiarity, she thought she would have screamed.

"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her into his arms, "I miss you so much!"

Ling Yanyan didn't struggle, but quietly let him hug her like this.

Why does he still miss her?Shouldn't he hate her?But he hugged her so tightly that she couldn't even breathe.

"I can't breathe." Ling Yanyan said with difficulty.

Feng Zhiming let go of her slightly, put his hands on her face, and before she could adjust her breathing, he had already leaned over to kiss her lips, full of longing, lingering between lips and tongue.

The familiar atmosphere tightly surrounded her, Ling Yanyan stretched her arms around his waist, and warmly responded to his lips.

Feng Zhiming tore off the shawl from her body, kissed her sexy collarbone, and moved his big hands on her back.

And through a small crack in the door, everything fell into Fu Nina's eyes, with hatred in her beautiful eyes, her hands clenched into fists.

Why did brother Zhiming still stay with Ling Yanyan?Shouldn't he hate her?Could he hate her because he loved her too much?Since he can't hate her, can't let her go, then let Ling Yanyan hate and complain, they will never be together!forever!

Feng Zhiming raised his eyes to meet her star-like eyes, "Yanyan, follow me!" He pulled her up to go up the stairs.

But Ling Yanyan refused, "No! I can't go!"

"You, really want to be with Ji Yunjun?" Feng Zhiming's voice suddenly turned cold.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, but did not speak.She couldn't say at all, what excuses should she find, what lies should she tell him, it was her last resort.

"Why don't you talk?" Feng Zhiming looked into her eyes, "Are you really in love with Ji Yunjun? You even wear his ring!" He was going crazy with jealousy!

"Zhiming, stop being obsessed. Aren't you fine now? I think Nina can take good care of you." Ling Yanyan deliberately distanced herself from him.

Feng Zhiming put his hand on her shoulder, "You actually pushed me to another woman! What qualifications do you have? You who threw down the divorce agreement to me and left without saying a word, do you still have the qualifications? "

He is angry, he is angry!This damned woman!A woman who does not know what is good or bad!What do you think of him?It's fine for me to leave so cruelly, but now I let another woman take care of him, who does she think she is?

"I know I don't, so don't pester me anymore." Ling Yanyan looked at the wound in his eyes, she clearly wanted to reach out to caress him, but her little hands just clenched into fists, without courage.

"I'm not pestering you, but what about Yiyi? Where's Chenchen? Can you not bother? Yiyi is clamoring to see you every day, but can you ignore it? Or are you going to have another one with Ji Yunjun?" Feng Zhiming hated He stared at her hatefully.

When Ling Yanyan heard Yiyi and Chenchen, the tears she held back finally slipped down, and she squatted powerlessly on the ground, covering the ground with white.

Feng Zhiming also squatted down, "Yanyan, I am your reliance, not that Ji Yunjun." She was so helpless and fragile, but she still wanted to be brave.

"I miss Yiyi very much, don't you?" Feng Zhiming said softly, "Call me if you want Yiyi. You don't want to avoid me. The call from the villa has already been connected to my mobile phone." After speaking, he stood up When she was about to leave, just as her hand touched the doorknob, Ling Yanyan had already stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She kept murmuring softly.

Let her be nostalgic again, such a familiar breath, such a familiar and warm back.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in the handbag rang, and Ling Yanyan let go of him. In fact, she didn't need to look to know who was calling, "Hello."

"Yanyan, where are you?" Ji Yunjun's voice was a little anxious, of course there was a reason, that is, he did not find Feng Zhiming in the venue.

"Oh, I'm here..." Before Ling Yanyan finished speaking, Feng Zhiming took the phone and hung up.

"You..." How could he hang up her phone, didn't his overbearing and unreasonable change at all?

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