President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming and Oss were still sitting in the private room, half a glass of foreign wine was poured into the transparent glass, their glasses lightly touched each other, and they drank it all in one gulp, drinking happily and chatting.

"President Feng, today is my wife's birthday. There is a fashion show and a banquet held here tonight. I invite you to attend. Do you want to show your face?" Oss looked at the time and said Feng Zhiming who was sitting opposite with.

"Of course." Feng Zhiming nodded.

"Five o'clock in the evening, the venue on the first floor. Now I have to excuse myself, I have to go see my wife." Oss stood up, and Feng Zhiming also stood up and shook hands with him.

With a signal from Feng Zhiming's eyes, Li Rui walked out of the box, leaving him alone in the huge box.

Leaning his head on the sofa, he closed his eyes. It seemed that he had been busy for too long, and he would actually agree to participate in some clothing exhibition. Well, it was time for him to relax.

The clothing exhibition started on time at five o'clock. With Oss's reputation and status in Italy, there were thousands of people who came to participate. Feng Zhiming sat in the front row, and Oss and his wife reserved the best one for him. Location.

Models walked on the catwalk wearing various clothes, different clothing colors, and dazzling lights. After an hour, all the high-class ladies present were amazed.

The light suddenly dimmed, and another soft music sounded. Ling Yanyan's long hair was tied up high, and she put on a crystal hair ornament. The long crystal earrings dragged to her shoulders, and she wore a simple diamond necklace around her neck. Necklace, wearing the golden floor-length dress, walked slowly, the waist decoration and the golden high-heeled shoes made her look more slender and elegant, everyone applauded, but Feng Zhiming froze in place superior.

Ling Yanyan!It turned out to be her!

Walking to the front of the catwalk, all the models behind him stood neatly in two rows. At this moment, Oss and his wife walked up to the stage and presented Ling Yanyan with a bouquet of flowers.

"Today is my wife's birthday. I'm very glad that you can come to participate. This is a fashion show specially organized by my wife." Oss put his arms around her shoulders.

"Next, let me introduce the person next to me. She is the main designer of this fashion show, Ms. Ling Yanyan." Mrs. Oss introduced.

Ling Yanyan smiled and bowed, but when she looked up, she saw the person sitting in the front row staring at her. She almost fell down, because she was too nervous just now, her eyes didn't dare to look at the person below. It's okay, but I was taken aback when I saw it. , how could he appear here?

"Next, there is a banquet in the restaurant on the second floor, please go to the restaurant on the second floor."

As soon as the words were finished, the two came down from the stage. Ling Yanyan hurriedly wanted to go backstage, but she walked too hastily, her high-heeled shoes slipped, and she almost fell, but was held firmly by a pair of solid arms. Gracefully caught it, "Thank you!" Ling Yanyan thanked him after standing still, but when she saw the man clearly, her face turned pale.

"What? Miss Ling Yanyan, don't you recognize me?" Feng Zhiming's magnetic voice sounded.

Ling Yanyan stepped back from him, "I don't know who you are, I have to leave first." As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked backstage.

Feng Zhiming looked at her back, Ling Yanyan, how dare you pretend you don't know me!

Xie Xie smiled, "Do you think you can escape?"

In the banquet hall on the second floor, melodious music sounded, even if thousands of people gathered in the huge banquet hall, it would not feel crowded.

If it weren't for Mrs. Oss' warm invitation, Ling Yanyan really wanted to leave here and leave that man quickly.

However, she still appeared in the banquet hall. As soon as she appeared, countless men rushed up to toast and strike up a conversation. They coveted her beauty, and there were many high-ranking celebrities. Of course, they admired her clothing design.

After a lap, Ling Yanyan's feet were sore. She didn't expect that the entertainment was more tiring than the design sketches. She sat down on the sofa in a corner and took a deep breath. It seemed that he didn't come to the banquet hall.

"Yanyan, are you tired?" Mrs. Oss came over and asked her with concern.

"Not tired, ma'am, I wish you a happy birthday, you will always be so young." Ling Yanyan took out a beautifully wrapped box from her bag, "This is a birthday present for you."

"Thank you!" Mrs. Oss thanked her.

"Mrs. Oss." Feng Zhiming's voice sounded.

Mrs. Oss turned around, "President Feng, thank you very much for coming."

"Of course, why don't I come for Mrs. Oss's birthday?" And handed over a gift box, "Ms. Oss, I want to have a private talk with Miss Ling Yanyan, is that okay?"

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Ling Yanyan who was at the side.

"No." Ling Yanyan hurriedly refused Mrs. Oss, it was too late for her to avoid it, why would she meet him alone.

Mrs. Oss looked at Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming suspiciously, "I'll go over there to treat you. Please do as you please." After finishing speaking, she left.

"Ma'am." Ling Yanyan frowned, turned around and wanted to leave, but was pulled by Feng Zhiming forcefully and fell into his arms.

A familiar breath came into her nose, and she pushed him away forcefully, "Sir, what's the matter?" She sat down on the sofa beside her indifferently.

"I didn't expect that, but I haven't seen you in a few years, so I learned to play dumb." Feng Zhiming stood in front of her.Block the light in front of her.

Ling Yanyan pursed her lower lip, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Really? Then I'll let you know." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled her up and walked out of the banquet hall.

Ling Yanyan was wearing high heels and was being dragged away by him, her whole body was leaning forward unsteadily.

"Feng Zhiming, let me go!" Ling Yanyan shouted angrily, but unconsciously called him by his name.

But Feng Zhiming didn't care about it, and smiled faintly, Ling Yanyan, it's been five years, and you still haven't made much progress.

He turned around, picked her up, and walked into the elevator.

"Hey, where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan kept struggling, beating him with her little hands.

But he was carried out of the royal club by Feng Zhiming, and his costume attracted many people's attention.

In the end, Feng Zhiming stuffed him into the car, "Li Rui, drive back to the hotel."

Li Rui was also taken aback when he saw Ling Yanyan who was carried into the car by Feng Zhiming.

However, he drove steadily back to the hotel.

Feng Zhiming pressed a button with his hand, and a shady curtain was pulled down, separating the two of them alone in the back seat of the car.

"You, what do you want to do?" Ling Yanyan leaned towards the car window, wanting to get away from him, but was approached by him step by step.

Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you think I want to do? Don't you know me well?"

"Uh, how do I know you? Isn't it the first time we met?" Ling Yanyan continued to pretend to be stupid, knowing that he had seen through it long ago, but she still tried to be brave and cover up again and again.

"If Ms. Ling Yanyan forgets, I can help you wake up the memory." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned down, kissed her lips, and locked her in front of his body with his big hands, letting her cling to her. self.