President, don't mess around

As soon as Ling Yanyan entered the office and sat down, the door was opened, and Li Minghao was seen holding a large bouquet of roses and a breakfast box, which was the special breakfast of Kaicheng Hotel.

"Hi, Yanyan, good morning!" Li Minghao greeted with a smile all over his face, ignoring the surprise on Ling Yanyan's face.

Ling Yanyan sighed, "President Li, why are you here?" There was a forced smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I'll bring you breakfast!" He put the lunch box on her desk.

Ling Yanyan glanced at the exquisite meal, "Yes, but I have already had breakfast."

She could only disappoint his kindness, her heart was gone, and she couldn't let him have any chance to get close.

"You can eat it again after you've eaten it! Try it! Don't let me down." Li Minghao picked up a piece of golden-yellow square pastry and handed it to her.

Ling Yanyan hesitated for a long time before taking it over, "Thank you."

"This is a flower for you, do you like it?" He handed the rose in front of her, "However, compared with you, you are still beautiful." Early in the morning, he must have drunk honey.

Ling Yanyan could only smile wryly, "Mr. Li, you are not busy, but I am very busy. If you have nothing else to do, you should go back first." Since he didn't understand, she could only issue an order to evict the guest.

Li Minghao sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and randomly picked up a magazine, "I won't disturb your work."

In the end, Ling Yanyan could only treat him sitting on the sofa as an invisible person, and began to modify the design drawing in front of the computer.

Originally, he thought that Li Minghao would get tired of staying in her office all morning, but after half an hour, he answered the phone and left.

After a busy day at work, Ling Yanyan finally finished the design draft.

However, there was a feeling of emptiness in her heart.

Feng Zhiming walked into her office and directly pulled her up, "It's off work, follow me."

"Why are you always like this?" Ling Yanyan was caught off guard by his sudden actions, and her high-heeled feet almost touched her feet. "Can't you slow down?"

Feng Zhiming simply picked her up by the waist and walked to his exclusive elevator, and his move made her the focus of the company again, and almost all the colleagues in the design department saw her.

Let her sit in the car, "Feng Zhiming, where are you taking me?" His style of doing things always makes her unpredictable.

Without saying a word, he drove the car on the road.

"You'll know when you arrive." Feng Zhiming deliberately kept it a secret.

Ling Yanyan didn't open her mouth anymore, anyway, since he didn't want to talk now, she wouldn't ask again.

The car stopped at the door of the brand clothing store, Feng Zhiming pulled her in and said, "President Feng, hello!" As soon as the manager saw Feng Zhiming coming in, he immediately stepped forward to meet him.

"Are the clothes you prepared ready?" Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa and asked the manager of the clothing store.

"It's ready, I'll get it now." The store manager brought a set of clothes from inside.

Feng Zhiming pointed to Ling Yanyan who was at the side, "Let her change."

"Miss, please." The manager made a gesture of invitation to Ling Yanyan, and Ling Yanyan couldn't even say a word of rejection, so what if she refused.Feng Zhiming would never agree.

Ling Yanyan followed the store manager to the fitting room, took the dress from her hand, and walked into the fitting room.

Feng Zhiming walked to the fitting room, "Ling Yanyan, if you don't come out again, I will go in."

This damn woman, does it take half an hour to change clothes?

Ling Yanyan finally lifted the curtain of the fitting room, walked out, and kept covering her chest with her hands.

Feng Zhiming looked at her, smiled evilly, and pulled her hand covering her chest. "Well, it's very good, it suits you very well." She looked at her appreciatively, wearing a purple low-cut silk evening dress with slashed shoulders and lace trim, a curly flower of the same color pinned to her waist, and rhinestones on the hem Nailed into a rose shape, this set was specially designed for Ling Yanyan by a well-known designer in the French fashion industry, and it is unique.

She matched it with a diamond necklace and put on high heels of the same color.

"Very beautiful." Feng Zhiming stretched out his long arms and wrapped them around her slender waist.

Walking out of the clothing store, I drove to the busiest Binjiang Square in the city. It was seven o'clock in the evening, and the most people walking and chatting in Binjiang Park.

"You asked me to dress like this to go to the park?" Ling Yanyan sat in the car, looking at the scene outside the car window, she was afraid of being moved or kidnapped.

The outfit she was wearing was worth at least a few million, making her afraid to step out of the car.

"Isn't it good to go to the park? Don't you feel honored that I, the president of the Feng Group, accompanied you to the park?" Feng Zhiming walked her on the stone-paved path in the park with his arm.

"What kind of holiday is it today? Why are there so many flowers decorated along the way?" Ling Yanyan looked at the way, and there were bright red roses on the side.

Feng Zhiming took her by the hand and walked onto the concrete platform. Behind it was a huge LED display screen, which was originally showing a commercial advertisement, but in an instant, it turned into a picture of the two of them holding hands. Not only the display screen in this square, but also the display screens in the whole city have the same picture.Immediately, people gathered around, besides people visiting the park, there were also reporters from major media.

Feng Zhiming faced her face to face, and spread his hands, Li Rui immediately handed over a brocade box, opened it, and inside was a ring, a platinum ring body, with a large diamond inlaid on it, shining brightly under the light. With blinding light.

Kneeling on one knee, "Yanyan, will you marry me?" Feng Zhiming looked up at his eyes, a little at a loss, she thought he was just joking last night, but why did it become reality today, okay? The real feeling, she wants to refuse, she shouldn't accept him.

"Quickly agree, if you dare to refuse, I will tear down the orphanage." Feng Zhiming lowered his voice and threatened her.

Ling Yanyan grinned, but she answered his words, "Are you proposing marriage? Why do I think it's a threat?" He actually made this move.

Feng Zhiming held her hand tightly, "Then why don't you agree quickly." His eyes showed that he would definitely do what he said.

"Yanyan, will you marry me?" Feng Zhiming asked again patiently.

All the onlookers shouted, "Yes! Yes!"

Ling Yanyan smiled faintly and nodded slightly, "I am willing."

Feng Zhiming put a ring on her, and then kissed lightly on the back of her hand.Standing up, he took a bouquet of red roses from Li Rui, "For you. My fiancée."

Although Ling Yanyan had a smile on her face, she scolded him thousands of times in her heart.