President, don't mess around

"Dad." Ling Yanyan looked at Ling Yunxiang who was in a daze, and called him softly, "What's wrong?"

Ling Yunxiang came back to his senses and stepped forward, "It's nothing."

"Dad, I want to go for a walk." Ling Yanyan had never left the room, and now that the doctor said that she could get out of bed and go for a walk, she couldn't wait to go out.

"Okay. Dad will accompany you." He took a thick coat and put it on her body, walked downstairs, and strolled in the garden of the apartment.

Enjoying the warm sunshine and breathing the fresh air, Ling Yanyan had a sweet smile on her face.

At this moment, she had no sorrow or sadness on her face, but a touch of happiness.

Maybe, only he can give her happiness, but for his happiness, she would rather not have her own happiness.

"Dad, I am very happy now." Leaning in Ling Yunxiang's arms, there was a happy smile on his face.

Ling Yunxiang put his arms around her shoulders without saying a word, hoping that she could live so simply and happily in her whole life.

The marriage between Feng and Mo was held in the open air of the largest hotel in the city. This is also a major event in the business world. All the media reporters came to the wedding scene. Wang Xueyi was dressed in white gauze, and Feng Zhiming was dressed in black. In tuxedos, the two stood arm in arm, saying "I am willing", and tore the other person's heart.

Beside the tree in the corner, Ling Yunxiang supported Ling Yanyan, watching the bustling wedding ceremony, and stopped the tears from slipping down.

"Yanyan, go back!" Ling Yunxiang couldn't resist her, so he had to bring her to the wedding venue.

Ling Yanyan nodded, "Yes." It's time for her to leave.

The two got into the car together, the glass covered everything, Feng Zhiming turned his head, but still didn't see the people in the car.

"Go to the airport." Ling Yunxiang said to the driver calmly.

Feng Zhiming and Wang Xueyi also drove to the airport to send Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu back to the United States.

"Dad, Mom, be careful on the road."

Watching them enter the gate and prepare to leave.

A phone call from Li Rui made Feng Zhiming run around the airport like crazy.

"President, Miss Ling Yanyan and Ling Yunxiang showed up at the airport today."

She is also at the airport!She was indeed with Ling Yunxiang.He should have guessed it a long time ago, but he never thought that Ling Yunxiang would take Ling Yanyan to hide so thoroughly.

However, the names of the two of them were not found on the boarding list.

Returning to the villa exhausted, Wang Xueyi wore a red silk suspender skirt, "Zhiming, you're back? What did you do?"

At the airport, he hurriedly dropped a word and ran away, and she waited for him for a long time when she returned to the villa.

"It's nothing!" Feng Zhiming walked upstairs, threw away the suit on his body, sat on the sofa in the room, and drank wine in boredom.

Wang Xueyi walked into the room, "Zhiming, we are married, can't you take a look at me?" His indifference made her feel cold.

"I have already fulfilled your wish. Let you become my righteous wife of Feng Zhiming." Feng Zhiming drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Wang Xueyi sat down beside him, "You know that's not what I want, I just want your love."

Throwing her away, "Wang Xueyi, I've already given you the title you want, and my love is already gone, how can I give it to you?"

Stand up and prepare to leave.

"No!" Wang Xueyi pulled him back, "Zhiming, I just ask you to love me, and you will love me, just like Ai Yuqing."

Like Ai Yuqing, but Yuqing is no longer there, Yanyan has also left, how much love does he have?

"Please, I am the only one who truly loves you. Ling Yanyan has lived with Ling Yunxiang for a long time. The child Ling Yanyan is pregnant with is also Ling Yunxiang's. Isn't it just right that the child is gone? Could it be that she gave you Wearing a cuckold, do you still want to raise the child she had with another man?" Wang Xueyi became hysterical.

"What did you say?! Do you know where Yanyan is?" Feng Zhiming held her arm with his backhand, leaving a bruise.

Wang Xueyi pointed to a portfolio on the table, "Look for yourself!"

Feng Zhiming let her go, and dumped the photos in the portfolio on the table. All he saw was the scene of Ling Yanyan leaning against Ling Yunxiang's arms. She smiled so sweetly. It turns out that her happiness does not depend on him. Here, it was Ling Yunxiang.

With one hand waved away, all the photos fell on the ground, "Wang Xueyi, just be your Mrs. Feng well. I don't have love, so don't even try to ask me to love you."

"Is it because of that woman? That woman named Yan'er? She is pregnant with your child?" Wang Xueyi thought of her, and it must be that Yan'er who occupied his heart.

"Just take care of the child in your womb. Also, I will not be the father of any child casually. Including the child in your womb." Feng Zhiming walked out of the room, slammed the door and left.

Wang Xueyi fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face, "Feng Zhiming, how could you treat me like this? How could you trample my love under your feet?"

The love she gave won't get any response from him, and what she can't get, no one else can get it!

Feng Zhiming was so drunk that he drove to the apartment, staggered upstairs, and knocked on the door vigorously with his big hands.

Yan'er, who was sleeping soundly in the room, dragged her slippers and came to open the door, "Who? It's the middle of the night, and no one is allowed to sleep. Don't you know that I'm pregnant? Do you need enough sleep?" Opening the door, Feng Zhiming fell in with a heavy body, "Yanyan, Yanyan..."

Yan'er frowned, "Hey, wake up!" She patted his face with her little hand, "You can't lie at the door like this."

Feng Zhiming opened his eyes with difficulty, "You are not Yanyan, you are not Yanyan!"

"Of course I'm not Yanyan! You can't do this even when you're drunk!" Yan'er's face was tangled up, and in the end she had to find the administrator to help him onto the sofa.

Looking at lying on the sofa, shouting Yanyan incessantly, his small face was tangled, "Although you saved me and helped me unconditionally, can't you find another place when you're drunk? And, today Isn't it your wedding night?" She muttered to herself, but he didn't respond at all.

Yan'er half leaned on the single sofa on the other side, taking care of a big drunk man is really exhausting, why don't you drink anything, I want to exhaust her to death!

Drowsiness hit her, and she also fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Zhiming woke up and rubbed his sore forehead, why did he come here last night?Looking at Yan'er, who was sleeping very uncomfortably, was she taking care of him all night?

Sitting up with difficulty, she hugged the person on the sofa to the bed in the room. The soft blanket made her moan comfortably, and then muttered, "Smelly man!"

These three words made Feng Zhiming frowned. Who is she scolding?It's him?Or is it some man?