President, don't mess around

Chapter 67 He's Getting Married

Ling Yanyan was lying on the bed, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were slightly frowned, and she was in a semi-conscious state.

Ling Yunxiang stood beside the bed with a doctor, "Hai Bo, how is Yanyan?"

Hong Haibo patted him on the shoulder, "She needs a good rest, and the baby in her stomach is not stable. The vomiting last night was the cause of nausea, and her body is relatively weak." After Ling Yunxiang's good friend Hong Haibo diagnosed and treated Ling Yanyan, talking to him.

"Yanyan is pregnant?" Ling Yunxiang looked at Hong Haibo in surprise, "You mean Yanyan is pregnant?"

Hong Haibo nodded, "Well, but the situation is not very good, and she must not be allowed to get out of bed until the child is stable."

"I know." Ling Yunxiang sighed slightly.

Hong Haibo patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "I'll go back first, call me if you need anything."

Ling Yunxiang sent Hong Haibo away, walked back to the room, sat on the edge of the bed, and brushed his messy long hair behind his ears.

Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, "Dad,"

"Yanyan, I'm sorry!" She held her daughter's hand in her own.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "I'm fine." In order not to worry him, she forced a pale smile out of her bloodless lips.

"You are pregnant with his child, aren't you? Why did you choose to leave?" Ling Yunxiang didn't understand.

"Dad, he doesn't belong to me, he belongs to him." She will not ask for more.

Ling Yunxiang patted her head, "Silly boy."

"I'm Dad's good daughter." Ling Yanyan raised the corners of her lips.

Ling Yunxiang's eye sockets were filled with water mist, "You should have a good rest, don't be too tired."

Ling Yanyan closed her eyes, she was really tired.

Feng Zhiming walked out of the room and re-locked the door, just wanting to seal the past.

At the airport, Wang Xueyi was standing at the exit with Feng Zhiming on her arm. After a while, a middle-aged couple came out, Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu.

"Dad, Mom," Wang Xueyi went up to meet them and gave them a hug.

Feng Zhiming also stepped forward, "Uncle, Aunt." He nodded slightly.

"Zhiming, Mom and Dad must be tired after flying for more than ten hours. Let's take them back to the hotel first!" Wang Xueyi walked out of the airport with Shen Yushu on her arm, while Feng Zhiming and Mo Fangming followed.

After sending them to the hotel, Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang also arrived at the hotel. In the box on the second floor, a group of people sat around the dining table, and the waiter delivered the meals one by one.

"Zhiming, I'm very happy that you can come out of Yuqing's death. Although Xueyi is not my own, I have always regarded her as my own daughter. I am also very happy that you two can be together." Shen Yushu said to him, with some guilt in her eyes, "You have missed a lot because of Yuqing, I hope Xueyi can make you happy for a lifetime, and you can give Xueyi a lifetime of happiness, okay?"

Feng Zhiming couldn't refuse at all, if Ling Yanyan was still there, would he refuse?

"Zhiming, is Aunt Mo asking you? Why don't you speak?" Yang Yunfang looked at her son sitting silently on the seat, and called him.

Feng Zhiming raised his head, looked at Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu who were facing him, and nodded.

"Great!" Seeing her son nodding, Yang Yunfang smiled happily. Unexpectedly, his son would not listen to anyone, but he would not resist Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu.

Mo Fangming raised his wine glass, "Zhiming, uncle toasts you. Yuqing is not so lucky, but I hope you can love Xueyi well."

Everyone's wine glasses collide, and everyone has a different mood during the celebration.

Since the date of the wedding was set, major media magazines began to report the news extensively.

And Feng Zhiming put all his energy on the company, and even lived in the company's lounge for a week.

Ling Yunxiang put away all the magazines and newspapers, afraid that Ling Yanyan would be sad when she saw it, but how could such a big news be kept hidden?

Ling Yanyan still knew, watching on TV, Feng Zhiming and Wang Xueyi embraced each other tightly, their extremely intimate behavior broke her heart.

Obviously I want to give up, but why is my heart still hurting so much?

Baby, I'm sorry, mom made you a child without a father, I hope you can forgive mom.

"Yanyan." Ling Yunxiang walked into the room, saw Ling Yanyan sitting on the bed, staring at the TV screen in a daze, and stepped forward, "Yanyan, do you want Dad to find him?"

Seeing his daughter so sad, Ling Yunxiang couldn't bear it.

"No! Dad, don't go!" Ling Yanyan stopped him, now, it's too late.

Ling Yunxiang stopped, "Yanyan, why did you wrong yourself so much?" She was so kind, so kind that it made him feel bad.

"Dad, I'm not wronged at all. I have a father who loves me and a baby in my womb. I'm already very satisfied." Ling Yanyan smiled and nestled into his arms.

Love is gone, but now she has the family affection she has been looking forward to, that's enough!She is not greedy. . .

It was already early morning, Feng Zhiming was still sitting in the office, when there was a knock on the door, "Come in."

Li Rui walked in, "President, Ling Yunxiang's villa has been vacant all this time, and he never went back."

Feng Zhiming nodded, "She disappeared completely."

A simple sentence, extremely bitter, deeply desolate, this kind of pain is more painful than when Mo Yuqing died.

"President, Miss Xueyi has visited you many times today, saying that she is going to try on a wedding dress tomorrow." Li Rui reported to her.

Feng Zhiming nodded, "Understood, help me arrange the time tomorrow."

After speaking, he picked up his suit jacket and walked out of the office.

Driving the car, I didn't realize that I was downstairs in the apartment building. When I rolled down the window, what I saw was darkness.

If she was there, she would have turned on the light, because she was afraid of the dark, and she had turned on the light to wait for him to come back, but now, the light is no longer on.

"Yanyan, where have you been? Even if we don't have children, we can still have one. Why did you choose to run away? Or you don't love me at all!" Feng Zhiming shouted in his heart, he fell in love deeply, But she chose to leave without leaving a word.

Driving the car and leaving the apartment was too painful, so in the end, he still didn't have the courage to go up.

The car was driving on the road, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and casually resting the other on the rolled-down window.

In the black night, a white figure ran out from the side of the road and crashed into his black RV, forming a stark contrast.

Feng Zhiming stepped on the brakes hastily, got out of the car and helped the woman in white who fell in front of the car, "Miss, are you okay?"

With her pale face, she clutched him tightly with her small hands, "Please, save the child. Save my child." As soon as the words fell, she fell into a coma.

Feng Zhiming picked her up and drove to the hospital.

Looking at the unconscious person in the passenger seat, he smiled wryly, how he wished that Yanyan would suddenly appear in front of him like her.

After the doctor's treatment, she has been sent to the general ward, and the child in her stomach is safe. Feng Zhiming looked at her, but the face in front of her gradually changed into Ling Yanyan.

"Yanyan!" Feng Zhiming approached the bed, no, she is not Yanyan!

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