President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming pulled her up from the swing, "What's so sad? Or are you hiding something from me?" He asked pretending not to care.

"No! Why are you so sensitive," Ling Yanyan smiled, and dragged him to the room.

Feng Zhiming didn't speak, and walked into the room with her.

Ling Yanyan was taken into a room by the dean, "Yanyan, there is something I want to tell you."

"What's the matter, Dean, you are so serious!" Ling Yanyan looked at the dean sitting next to her strangely.

The dean held her little hand in his hand, "Yanyan, what will you do if your father finds you? Do you want to meet him?" Asking her and looking at her face, she knew Yanyan , her mood would be written on her face, but when she heard the dean's question, she was surprisingly calm.

"Dean, is anyone looking for me?" Ling Yanyan was puzzled and conflicted.

"Your father came here and has been asking about you, but I couldn't get in touch with you a while ago, so I didn't tell her about you. I think it depends on you." The dean said to her After all, Yanyan has grown up, she should be able to decide her own affairs.

That old photo appeared in Ling Yanyan's mind, she stood up abruptly, "I don't have a father! I don't have a father, I'm just an orphan!"

The dean also stood up and took Ling Yanyan's hand, "Yanyan, don't do this." Her sudden reaction made the dean at a loss.

Ling Yanyan fell down on the sofa, holding her knees with her hands, "Why did he abandon me for no reason, and why did he come to me now? Why?" She wept silently.

The dean stepped forward and held her in his arms until she became calm, until she stopped crying.

"Yanyan, listen to me, at that time, he had no choice but to send you here, and now that he's back, why don't you give him a chance to make up for it?" The dean can feel it as a father The helplessness of abandoning his daughter, and the eagerness he felt when he came here to find Yanyan.

A chance to make up?Ling Yanyan was confused, did he have such a chance?

Wiping the tears off his face, "I need time to think about it." Can he still fill in the gap of so many years now?The past is the past!

Walking out of the room, seeing the children surrounded by Feng Zhiming, a feeling of warmth surged into her heart, she took a deep breath, walked towards them with a smile on her face.

Feng Zhiming saw her red and swollen eyes, but didn't ask or say anything.After staying in the orphanage for a whole day, until evening, Feng Zhiming held her hand tightly and walked in the newly built venue in the orphanage.

"Thank you." Ling Yanyan did not expect that he would do this. Not only did he not demolish the old building, he also expanded the orphanage and added many new facilities.

Feng Zhiming put his arms around her slender waist, "I hope you show it with actions." With an evil smile on his face, he held her thin cheeks with his big hands, and lowered his head to directly cover her lips.

The slender arms unconsciously wrapped around his waist, enthusiastically responding to his passionate kiss.

After returning to the villa, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Ling Yanyan sat alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for an unknown how long, until Feng Zhiming came up from downstairs, "Tired?" His voice came softly.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, stood up, but felt a burst of dizziness, he held her up in time, and made her limp in his arms.

The two lay quietly on the bed, leaving only the wall lamp at the head of the bed emitting a soft light, with their eyes closed, neither of them spoke.

Ling Yanyan smelled his unique manly breath, since when did he become her everything and her reliance?Get used to his presence.

Feng Zhiming opened his dark and deep eyes, looking at her pale face, or the faint shadow in front of her eyes, her fragility made him feel distressed, but she still couldn't give him the love in her heart sincerely, just for that Is it a paper contract?But doesn't she understand by now?That paper contract was just a scrap of paper, and she was what he really wanted.

Recently, her restlessness, her preoccupied appearance, and the fact that she always wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night made him feel uneasy, as well as the occasional photos, the scenes he saw accidentally, everything, obviously Said that she had something to hide from him.

Who took the photo?What's the purpose?He stretched out his arms and hugged the person in his arms tightly, "Yuqing." Unknowingly murmured, the person in his arms froze suddenly.

It was Yuqing again, was Yuqing the only person he loved from beginning to end?Then what is she!

No!As long as he didn't let her go, then she was his woman, whether it was Mo Yuqing or Ling Yanyan, she didn't care.

One day, if he lets her go and his heart belongs elsewhere, then she will leave!

Everything is still the same, the work has been reduced by a large part, but every day is more boring, drawing on the blueprint, the blueprint gradually takes shape, it is a white and warm cabin, looking at the finished picture, a smile rises on his face.

She really hopes to have such a family, and only live an ordinary life with the one she loves.

At this time, the door of the office was opened, and Feng Zhiming walked in. Ling Yanyan quickly took a folder to store the drawings, and greeted him with a smile.

"Let's have lunch together at noon." He glanced at the folder on the desk, and walked out of the office with his arms around her.

The luxury car parked in front of a western restaurant. When the receptionist saw Feng Zhiming, he bowed and said, "President Feng, this way please."

Elegant and fresh decoration, leaning against the window, you can see the scenery outside, and the meals are delivered one by one in a short time.

There was also a big bouquet of pink roses, "Do you like it?" Feng Zhiming looked at her and asked lightly.

She nodded unnaturally, "Thank you, I like it very much." Although there was a little accident, she was in a happy mood.

A bottle of [-] French red wine was shaken gently in a crystal clear glass, and the two goblets touched each other lightly, taking a sip.

After a pleasant lunch, after a person appeared, it became a little quiet.

"President Feng, what a coincidence, Special Assistant Ling." When Ling Yunxiang's voice sounded, Ling Yanyan's body froze, and forced an ugly smile, "President Ling."

Ling Yunxiang stared at her, "Yanyan." Those two words made the three people present fall into silence.

Ling Yanyan stood up suddenly, "I'm sorry, I have to leave first." Picking up the handbag beside her, she walked out of the restaurant directly.