President, don't mess around

Ji Yunjun looked coldly at Ji Xiaofei at the side, "What do you care about me? Or do you think it's a good thing for you that Yanyan left."

"Brother, do you have to say that? If you really think so, I can't help it, but I will never let you touch the wine again." Ji Xiaofei made up his mind not to let him drink it.

Ji Yunjun reached out and clasped her waist, "If you don't let me drink, what do you want me to do? Hmm?" As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed her lips, without a trace of tenderness, just pure venting.

Ji Xiaofei pushed him away forcefully, "If you don't love me, don't give me any affection, then don't touch me!" Then she walked out of the room, "Uncle Chen, pour out all the wine in the wine cabinet."

"Yes, Miss." Uncle Chen nodded.

Ji Yunjun smiled, took the suit jacket at the side, and walked out of the villa. Before the others could react, he had already driven out of the villa.

Ji Xiaofei stood on the balcony, watching him speeding away in the car.

Feng Zhiming drove Ling Yanyan out of the villa with the car, "Zhiming, where are you going?" Ling Yanyan was no match for his strength, so he forced her into the car and left the villa.

"Of course I'm taking you to dinner." Feng Zhiming freed up a hand to hold her slightly cold little hand.

"You can eat it at home too! Besides, I've already eaten it." Ling Yanyan really didn't understand, she was obviously eating in the restaurant, and suddenly she was pulled out like this.

Feng Zhiming ignored it, stepped on the accelerator, accelerated away, and finally stopped at the entrance of a western restaurant.

After parking the car in a parking space, he got out of the car, opened the door of the passenger seat, and walked into the restaurant with Ling Yanyan on his arm.

"President Feng, hello!" The manager of the restaurant warmly greeted Feng Zhiming as soon as he came in.

"Give me a VIP room." Feng Zhiming said to him.

The manager personally led the way and led them to a luxurious VIP room on the second floor. The waiter had already opened the door and stood aside.

Feng Zhiming pulled the chair over, let Ling Yanyan sit down first, and then walked to the seat opposite her to sit down.

The manager delivered the menu himself, "President Feng, what would you like to eat today?"

"Yanyan, what do you want to eat?" Feng Zhiming asked Ling Yanyan who was sitting opposite.

"I don't..." Ling Yanyan actually wanted to say that she was not hungry.

But Feng Zhiming continued, "Since my wife doesn't know what to eat, then you can recommend it." How could he not know what Yanyan wanted to say.

"Okay, then let's recommend a package for today's feature, do you think it's okay?" The manager asked with a smile.

Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan, "Uh, good." Ling Yanyan nodded.

"Listen to my wife. Take another bottle of 88 Lafite." Feng Zhiming said to the restaurant manager.

"Okay, I'll tell the chef to prepare it right away." After saying that, he left the VIP room.

The waiter poured lemonade for the two of them on the glasses in front of them.

Ling Yanyan's eyes were looking out of the window. It had been a long time since she sat face to face with him like this, but she was not used to it.

Feng Zhiming saw her erratic expression, got up and walked to her side, "Do you have something on your mind?"

"No." Ling Yanyan smiled at him.

"Then what are you staring at? Or are you hungry?" Feng Zhiming pulled her to stand up and looked out the window together.

Ling Yanyan raised her eyes and looked at him, "Zhiming, can I live in a house by the sea instead of living in the villa?" She hesitated for a long time before asking him.

In fact, as long as she spoke, how could Feng Zhiming disagree?

"Of course." Feng Zhiming hugged her waist tightly, "You can live there, but it's just the two of us, Yiyi and Chenchen still live in the villa."

Just as Ling Yanyan was about to speak, Feng Zhiming put his index finger between her lips. "You must listen to me on this point."

"En." Ling Yanyan finally nodded, he has always been forceful not to speak to her.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, "Come in!" Feng Zhiming helped Ling Yanyan to sit back in her seat. Si Qingsheng had already delivered the meal, opened the wine bottle, and poured wine for them respectively. , Then exited the VIP room sensibly, closed the door, and stood by the door.

"Yanyan, eat more, I've lost so much weight." Feng Zhiming personally cut the steak into small pieces and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Although Ling Yanyan didn't have much appetite, she still ate more than half of it under Feng Zhiming's force.

The two walked out of the restaurant, and Feng Zhiming drove her directly to the villa by the sea, "Are you tired?" I saw Ling Yanyan sitting on the sofa, her eyes slightly closed, her curled long eyelashes flickering slightly.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, she just felt relieved, no matter what happened in the future, she still resolutely left Ji's house and returned to Feng Zhiming's side.

Feng Zhiming sat down beside her and hugged her lightly, "From now on, you are not allowed to be so willful anymore, do you understand?" He ordered her softly.

"I won't do it anymore." Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms, "The divorce agreement..."

"You still dare to mention it!" Feng Zhiming's hand on her waist increased his strength, making her frown in pain.

But she also wanted to know if he had signed it.

"Don't be angry! Then did you sign it?" Ling Yanyan raised her face, looked at his stern handsome face, and asked in a low voice.

Feng Zhiming lightly pecked her pink lips, "What do you think? Do you want me to sign or not?"

Can she hope?Ling Yanyan blinked her eyes with an innocent face, then shook her head.

"Even if I sign it, you must still be my woman." Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.

Ling Yanyan's little hand on his chest trembled slightly, did he sign it?

"Don't worry, that divorce agreement has been broken into pieces." Feng Zhiming looked at her, and he could tell what she was thinking with every expression on her face, but why, when she chose to leave him, he Can't see what she's after.

"Really? You didn't sign." Ling Yanyan wrapped her slender arms around him, with a slight smile on her face.

"I didn't sign it, and you were so happy. Then why did you give me the divorce agreement without saying a word? It seems that you really owe it to me." Feng Zhiming gave her a hard look.

"In front of you, can I still go?" Ling Yanyan muttered in a low voice, but it was still heard clearly in Feng Zhiming's ears.

Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ling Yanyan in his arms, "Say it again and let me listen."

"I didn't say anything." Ling Yanyan shook her head in denial, why does he have to be so good at hearing!

"You really didn't say anything?" Feng Zhiming loosened his hand on her waist, his face was a little gloomy, "Are you really sure?"

Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, and touched his face with her small hand, "Are you angry?"

Feng Zhiming was silent.

"Don't be angry!" Ling Yanyan continued.

Feng Zhiming remained silent.

***** Dear friends, the third watch is over~~ Hurrah, it's really hard to enter a webpage. . .