President, don't mess around

The car drove towards the urban area instead of the villa by the sea. Not long after, it stopped by the river. It was a quiet night, but there were still many people coming and going.

Feng Zhiming got out of the car and stood by the river, the faint moonlight shone on the river, sparkling.

Ling Yanyan got out of the car and walked to his side, gently tugging on his sleeve with her small hand, "Zhi Ming."

Feng Zhiming stretched out his long arms, hugged her in his arms, took her hand, looked at the red wrist, "Does it hurt?"

"No." Ling Yanyan shook her head, and didn't speak again, just stood there quietly.

When the night wind blew, Ling Yanyan unconsciously slipped into his arms.

Feng Zhiming took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, "It's cold, let's go back."

"Stay a little longer!" Ling Yanyan raised her head and said to him.

"Let's go! Don't catch a cold again." Feng Zhiming wrapped his arms around her waist, not to mention it was getting late and there were fewer and fewer people.

Ling Yanyan nodded without any objection.

As soon as the two turned around, a soda can suddenly rolled down from the concrete steps, and looked up at the man sitting on the steps. The white designer shirt on his body was wrinkled, and the tie was hanging crookedly around his neck. When he saw clearly that it was Ji Yunjun, he looked at Feng Zhiming standing beside him.

Ji Yunjun also saw them, holding on to the handrail at the side, swayed down the stairs, and stood in front of them, "Yanyan." Ji Yunjun hiccupped, staring at Ling Yanyan.

"You drank too much." Ling Yanyan said lightly, when she saw Ji Yunjun's decadence, she suddenly couldn't bear it.

"I didn't drink too much." Ji Yunjun opened the last can of beer in his hand and took a big gulp, "Yanyan, come back to my side." When he let go, the soda can in his hand fell down, and he stretched out his hand to hold Ling Yanyan hands.

Feng Zhiming pulled Ji Yunjun's hand away, "You are not allowed to touch her!"

"Feng Zhiming, let me tell you, Ling Yanyan has long been my woman." Ji Yunjun laughed.

"I didn't!" Ling Yanyan shook her head, "Ji Yunjun, you're drunk."

After Ji Yunjun swayed a few steps, he stabilized his body, "Yanyan, if you don't reject me, how can you get hurt? But in the end, you still became my woman." In his mind, that woman is Yanyan.

"Does it still hurt? You are so stupid." Ji Yunjun wanted to reach out to caress the scar on Ling Yanyan's forehead, but was stopped by Feng Zhiming, "I said, you are not allowed to touch Yanyan again." With a force, Ji Yunjun fell on the ground on the ground.

Ling Yanyan held Feng Zhiming tightly, "Zhiming, let's go back!"

Feng Zhiming shook off Ling Yanyan's hand holding him, walked in front of Ji Yunjun, clutched his collar tightly with his big hand, and punched him hard, blood oozing from the corner of Ji Yunjun's mouth.

"Feng Zhiming, you don't know how to love Yanyan at all, you are not qualified to be by her side at all." Ji Yunjun stood up and said to Feng Zhiming.

"I don't need you to take care of my affairs with Yanyan." Feng Zhiming stared at him fiercely, and when he met him, he vented his depression to him.

"I love Yanyan, why can't I take care of her affairs? I want her to be happy, but you can't give her happiness." Ji Yunjun walked towards Ling Yanyan who was on the side, "Yanyan, come back with me, I will love you well, I will only love you all my life, I will not be like Feng Zhiming, stupid enough to let other women conceive his child." His consciousness was a little clear, and he wanted to bring Yanyan back.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, and took a few steps back, "I only want Zhiming, I can't have anything to do with you."

"If, this scar will always exist..." Ji Yunjun looked at the shallow scar on her forehead that had not completely disappeared.

At that time, he hoped that her wound would fade away, but now, he hoped that the red mark would always exist, and Ling Yanyan would always have his shadow in her heart.

At least, not completely forgotten.

Feng Zhiming pulled Ling Yanyan behind him, and swung his fists mercilessly.

"Okay, Zhiming, let's go back! You'll beat him to death if you do this." Ling Yanyan saw that Ji Yunjun couldn't resist at all, and Feng Zhiming's every punch was heavy.

Ling Yanyan took Feng Zhiming's hand, looked at Ji Yunjun who was lying on the ground with his face covered with bruises, and pulled Feng Zhiming towards the Mercedes Benz parked beside him.

Feng Zhiming got into the car, turned to look at Ling Yanyan, "Yanyan, do you have anything else you want me to say?"

"I..." Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes, what did she want to tell him, he was so angry now, what would she say?

"Don't you say so?" Feng Zhiming put his hand on the door handle of the car.

Ling Yanyan reached out her hand anxiously, "Okay, let me say."

Feng Zhiming pushed back her bangs, looked at the faint scar, "It's because of him, isn't it?"

"It's actually like this..." Ling Yanyan still didn't hide it, and told Feng Zhiming everything, because she knew she couldn't hide it at all.

"Damn it!" Feng Zhiming thumped the steering wheel heavily with his hand, turned his head to look at Ji Yunjun who was still lying on the ground not far away, his anger rose.

Ling Yanyan covered his hand on the steering wheel with a cold little hand, "Zhi Ming, let's go back! I'm so tired."

Feng Zhiming turned his head to look at her, leaned closer and kissed her forehead, started the engine, and drove away.

Ji Xiaofei waited until midnight, but she still didn't wait for Ji Yunjun to come back. In fact, she didn't need to worry at all. She also knew that he might be in the gentle hometown of another woman, but she was still worried.

"Miss, are you still going to rest?" Uncle Chen came over and asked while standing by the sofa.

Ji Xiaofei looked up at Uncle Chen, "I'd better call and ask!" Even if he heard him flirting with other women, he always seemed to be worried.

The phone rang for a long time before being picked up, "Brother, where are you?"

"Oh, miss, hello, do you know the owner of this phone? He is injured now, lying on the riverside, refusing to go anywhere, you should come and have a look!" Passers-by heard the phone dropped on the ground. After ringing for a long time, he picked up the phone.

"Okay, got it, I'll be there right away." Ji Xiaofei hung up the phone, "Uncle Chen, brother is injured, he's by the river."

Uncle Chen and Ji Xiaofei drove to the riverside at the fastest speed.And Ji Yunjun was surrounded by many spectators.

"Brother, are you okay?" Ji Xiaofei ran to Ji Yunjun's side and looked at him.

Uncle Chen dismissed the onlookers and helped Ji Yunjun up.

"Brother, who beat you like this?" Ji Xiaofei's hand gently caressed the wound on his face.

Ji Yunjun opened his eyes with difficulty, "Yanyan, don't go." He reached out and held Ji Xiaofei's hand tightly.

"Yanyan, Yanyan, it's Yanyan again! What's so good about her?" Ji Xiaofei shook his hand vigorously.

Ji Yunjun was still whispering, which made Ji Xiaofei even more resentful.

For Ling Yanyan, is he willing to become what he is now?In the end, he was sent to the hospital to treat the wound.

*****Dears, today is the third update! ! !