President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan was sitting in the tea room, holding the teacup in both hands, recalling what he said just now, asking her to transfer to the design department, she was actually a little bit reluctant, why would she be reluctant now?Didn't she always hope to go to the design department? She sighed deeply.

"Yanyan, do you have something on your mind?" Zhao Yunli walked in at this moment and saw Ling Yanyan sitting in a daze.

"Oh, Sister Yunli, it's nothing!" Ling Yanyan smiled and shook her head.

Zhao Yunli sat down next to her, "It's okay, are you sitting here in a daze?" He patted her on the shoulder.

"Hehe, you still understand me." Ling Yanyan smiled wryly, but where did the pain in her heart come from?

Zhao Yunli held her hand: "Are you having trouble with the president?"

"No way. No." Ling Yanyan shook her head like a drum.

"Actually, I think you are a good match for the president." Of course Zhao Yunli also saw the report.

"Sister Yunli, it was actually a misunderstanding. He and I are not..." Ling Yanyan wanted to explain, but how should she explain it?Can the relationship between him and her be explained clearly?Can't tell!I couldn't tell clearly at first, and when the news reported it, I couldn't tell anymore.

Zhao Yunli looked at her flickering eyes: "Yanyan, I understand, you don't need to explain, just say it if you have something to say, don't hold it in your heart. I'm going to work, don't be in a daze."

"Yes. Got it." Ling Yanyan nodded.

Now there is nothing to think about, her heart is long gone.The heart she wanted to hold on to firmly also fell.

"Assistant Ling." A magnetic voice came.

"Ah?" Turning his head to look at the person coming, he swung his hand and knocked over the water cup. With a bang, the porcelain cup fell to the ground and was broken into pieces.

Ling Yanyan squatted down and picked up the fragments, but was scratched by the fragments, and a bloodstain flowed from her fingers.

Feng Zhiming walked up to her quickly, "Let me see, is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay!" Ling Yanyan withdrew her hand, this is the tea room.

Feng Zhiming took her retracted hand, took a tissue, and wiped off the blood. "Does it hurt?" He asked softly.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt. How do you know I'm here?"

"Aside from coming here, do you have other places to go?" Feng Zhiming looked very understanding.

"Okay, I'm fine." Ling Yanyan stood up and put her hands behind her back.

Feng Zhiming took her hand, "Are you really okay?" He kissed her scratched hand.

Ling Yanyan nodded, "It's just a swipe, it's not a big deal."

"Stupid woman." Feng Zhiming mocked.

Ling Yanyan withdrew her hand abruptly, "Who is that stupid woman?"

"What do you think?" The smile on Feng Zhiming's face deepened.

"It's not me anyway." Ling Yanyan denied, and turned to walk out of the tea room.

Feng Zhiming stretched out his long arms, and she fell firmly into his arms.

And this scene happened to be seen by Wang Xueyi who just came to the tea room to pour water.

Is their relationship really that good?Even in the tea room is not taboo.

Looking at the two people embracing each other in their arms, their eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.

"Mr. Wang, why are you standing at the door and not going in?" The secretary walked to the tea room and was a little surprised to see Wang Xueyi standing by the door.

As soon as Ling Yanyan heard the voice, she broke away from his embrace, "I'll go out first." With her head lowered, she quickly left the tea room, Feng Zhiming put away the smile on his face, and followed him out, "Clean up the floor." He paused in front of the secretary before leaving.

The pale Wang Xueyi and the stunned secretary were left behind.

For the meeting in the afternoon, Ling Yanyan was also looking at the materials during the lunch break.

Feng Zhiming looked at her serious face, walked in front of her, and tapped her desk with his fingers, "Now is the rest time, even if you work overtime, I won't pay you overtime pay. "

"I know it's lunch break, but it's your reason that I need to work overtime." Ling Yanyan raised her head that was about to be buried in the pile of documents, and glared angrily at the hateful man in front of her.

Feng Zhiming pulled her up: "Go, let's eat first."

"I still have a lot of materials that I haven't read." Ling Yanyan pointed to a pile of materials on the table, but Feng Zhiming turned a deaf ear to her and forced her out of the office, "Where are you going?" Ling Yanyan asked. His wrist hurts from being scratched, and she walked into a lounge where various meals were placed, "Here..." Ling Yanyan looked surprised, "Looking at your hard work, I will reward you " Feng Zhiming sat down very gentlemanly. "Eat it!"

Looking at the exquisite meal in front of her, Ling Yanyan suddenly felt very hungry, picked up the knife and fork, and stuffed a small piece of blueberry cream cake into her mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Feng Zhiming sat aside, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

Ling Yanyan nodded, still tasting the delicious food in her mouth, "Why is it so good today suddenly? You don't think you want to imitate Li Minghao, do you? However, I still think roses are more romantic." Ling Yanyan looked Looking at Feng Zhiming with a smirk.

"You can't stop your mouth with so many delicious foods, do I need to learn from him?" Feng Zhiming looked at her seriously with a straight face.

Ling Yanyan picked up a small piece of steak and handed it to him, "This is what you like to eat."

Feng Zhiming was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to eat. She actually knew what he liked to eat.

"I, you eat by yourself." Handing the knife and fork to Feng Zhiming, Ling Yanyan began to eat small desserts.

"I'm full." Ling Yanyan felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, she stood up and wanted to leave.

Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand to hold her, "Wait, cream is on the corner of his mouth." As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed her, with cream on the tip of his tongue, before eating it into his mouth.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and as soon as Wang Xueyi came in, she saw the ambiguous posture of the two people.

"Zhiming!" Wang Xueyi exclaimed, "You..."

Ling Yanyan tried hard to break free from him, but he hugged him even tighter, "Mr. Wang!" There was endless coldness in her voice, "What's the matter?"

"Auntie just called and asked us to go back to the villa at night." Wang Xueyi clenched her hands into fists, her long nails dug into her flesh, restrained her emotions, and let herself speak calmly, pretending to be intimate with the two people in front of her. Tsukuru doesn't care.

Feng Zhiming's eyes looked at the shy Ling Yanyan in his arms, "There is a party tonight, let's try another day!"

Wang Xueyi pursed her lips tightly, he didn't even want to look at it, what's so good about Ling Yanyan?How could she get all his attention.Apart from having a face exactly like Mo Yuqing's, she is nothing!She is just a stand-in, one day, he will get tired of her!

"Okay, I'll tell my aunt. Then I'll go out first." Wang Xueyi turned and walked out of the lounge.

"Let go of me!" Ling Yanyan broke away from him, and looked at him with wide eyes, "Why do you always use me as a pawn, I don't want to be a public enemy."