President, don't mess around

Ling Yanyan looked at Ji Yunjun, and the woman in his arms, did he become like this?

"Yanyan, let's go." Feng Zhiming walked out of the elevator with her arms in his arms.

Ji Yunjun suddenly said, "President Feng, Mrs. Feng, what a coincidence."

"I don't wish it was such a coincidence." Feng Zhiming said coldly, his eyes just glanced at him lightly, while Ji Yunjun's gaze was fixed on Ling Yanyan, without any shyness.

"But the world is still so small, I can meet you even when I come to have dinner, what do you say, Yanyan?" Ji Yunjun asked Ling Yanyan who was leaning against Feng Zhiming's arms.

Ling Yanyan raised her eyes slightly, looked at him, then turned her head and said to Feng Zhiming, "Zhiming, let's go back!" After speaking, she walked forward.

Ji Yunjun turned his head, looked at their disappearing backs, and said to himself in his heart, Yanyan, you are so unfeeling, you don't even want to say a word to me.

"Ji Shao." The woman in his arms called out coquettishly.

Only then did Ji Yunjun look away, pushed away the person leaning in his arms, turned around and walked away.

"Ji Shao!" The woman followed him on her high heels.

"Get out!" Ji Yunjun yelled at the woman who was entangled with him again, and then got into the car and drove away.

Sitting in the car, Ji Yunjun stepped on the accelerator and sped the car on the road. His thoughts were still influenced by Ling Yanyan all the time. The car drove to the villa at the fastest speed, and threw the briefcase in the living room. Sitting on the sofa, turned around and walked up to the second floor.

The servant seemed to be used to it, and put away the briefcase. Uncle Chen came over, took the briefcase, and glanced at Ji Xiaofei.

"Let him go!" Ji Xiaofei smiled helplessly, she also knew that he was like this because of Ling Yanyan, he was smoking in the room besides drinking, what could she do?

Because Shen Yushu is in China, Ling Yanyan goes to the hotel when she has time, and goes shopping again, today is no exception, Ling Yanyan walks on the clothing floor of the shopping mall with Shen Yushu on her arm, "Mom, what do you think of this suit?" ?Looks like a good fit for you."

"Yanyan, Mom has no shortage of clothes, you should buy them for yourself." Shen Yushu said with a smile.

Ling Yanyan smiled, "Mom, Zhiming also bought me a lot. In fact, I really don't need anything. With Zhiming, I really have enough."

"That's good." Shen Yushu also felt very relieved.

Ling Yanyan and Shen Yushu took the elevator downstairs, "Mom, let's sit in the coffee shop over there for a while?"

"Okay." The two walked into the coffee shop together and sat down at a place by the window.

"Yanyan, mom is really happy to see you so happy now. In the past, mom really did a lot of things wrong. If you don't live well now, I won't be at ease for the rest of my life." Shen Yushu suddenly became sad.

"Mom." Ling Yanyan stretched out her hand to hold Shen Yushu's hand, "It's over, why should you take it to heart! I hope you can be happy every day, Mom."

The past is not important at all, what matters is the present and the future.

"Okay, I don't want to. Mom just wants to see you happy." Shen Yushu smiled, picked up the tea in front of her, took a sip, looked out the window, and suddenly a familiar figure came into her eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ling Yanyan looked at Shen Yushu looking out of the window in a daze, and turned her head, but saw nothing.

"Oh, it's nothing." Shen Yushu came back to her senses and pursed her lips, but she still had doubts in her heart.

After Feng Zhiming got off work, he went to the hotel and had dinner with Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu. Yiyi still wanted to live in the hotel with Shen Yushu.

Feng Zhiming drove away with Ling Yanyan in the car.

Shen Yushu stood in front of the window with her arms crossed, Yiyi watched the TV, "Yushu, what's on your mind?" Mo Fangming felt that Shen Yushu and Ling Yanyan were a little restless after returning from their trip.

"Fang Ming." Shen Yushu turned around and looked at Mo Fangming, "I saw Fu Weikang today."

Mo Fangming smiled, "Did you read it wrong? Why did Fu Weikang appear here? He should be in the United States."

"Really?" Shen Yushu thought hard about the figure she saw in the afternoon. Although she was wearing a hat, she really thought it looked alike, so she shouldn't be mistaken!

"Okay, don't think so much." Mo Fangming patted her on the back.

Shen Yushu nodded, "Yeah." I hope she was wrong.

Turning around and walking to the sofa, sitting with Yiyi and watching cartoons.

Ling Yanyan, who was wearing a silk nightgown, leaned halfway on the recliner, her eyes jumped into the distance, Feng Zhiming came out of the bathroom in black pajamas, and hugged her from behind, "Honey, it's not good to be in a daze all the time." Get used to it!"

Ling Yanyan approached his arms, "How can I be in a daze? I'm self righteous."

"Tough mouth." Feng Zhiming kissed the top of her hair, and looked into the distance.

"Zhiming." Ling Yanyan looked up at him.

Feng Zhiming sat down and held her in his arms, "Do you have something to tell me?"

He could look into her eyes any way she looked.

"Actually, it's nothing! Mom and I went shopping this afternoon, but she seems to have something on her mind." Ling Yanyan whispered.

"I know." Feng Zhiming said calmly.

Ling Yanyan, on the other hand, was very surprised. She opened her eyes wide and looked at him, "How do you know?"

Feng Zhiming smiled, but didn't speak.

"That's right, you are so smart, you have been in the mall for so many years, and you have seen so many people, you should be more perceptive." Ling Yanyan thought for a while and said.

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly.

Ling Yanyan sighed, and rested her head on his chest, "I don't think about anything, I just think about it, we will live a very happy life."

This should be what everyone wants, right?

"Mom seems to be still brooding over the past. Actually, to me, the past is not important anymore. I'm so glad to meet you." Ling Yanyan had a sweet smile on her face.

Feng Zhiming chuckled, "This way of meeting is indeed quite special."

"Are you making fun of me?" Ling Yanyan pouted, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"How dare I!" Although Feng Zhiming said this on his lips, his eyes clearly didn't mean it.

"You obviously have it!" Ling Yanyan looked unhappy.

Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly, "Be good! Don't be angry." As he said, he kissed her pouty little mouth, and it took a long time before he let her go.

"Hate it! Don't touch me!" Ling Yanyan pushed him gently with her small hands.

"I won't touch you, so who should I touch?" While speaking, she stretched out her hand and tore off the thin belt around her shoulders.

"Zhiming, don't touch it!" Ling Yanyan resisted powerlessly, a big hand had already covered the softness of her chest.

Feng Zhiming directly picked her up from the recliner, and on the big bed, his firmness covered her softness, and the room was filled with the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft moaning.

The moonlight shone into the room through the tulle, and the faint moonlight warmed the room.

***** Dear friends, let’s start with the next chapter. . .