President, don't mess around

Yiyi's head was close to Ling Yanyan's arms, "Of course it's good for Mummy to be with Yiyi, but Mummy is not happy! Yiyi often sees Mummy sitting alone in the room in a daze."

Ling Yanyan was stunned for a moment, and hugged her daughter in her arms, "No, it's enough for Mommy to have Yiyi!"

She was very touched by her daughter's sensibility, it was really enough, with such a lovely and savvy daughter, what else could she expect?

Yiyi leaned into Ling Yanyan's arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep, her little hands tightly clutching Ling Yanyan's clothes.

Ling Yanyan picked up her daughter, walked to the room on the second floor, put her daughter lightly on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Caressing her daughter's small face with her hand, that face is exactly the same as her own. Her daughter is her everything. At that time, she suffered a lot for this little girl. Unexpectedly, she is now five years old. Although Yiyi is very happy every day, but she knows that Yiyi wants to have a father, but she can't give it.

"Yanyan." Ling Yunxiang's voice came from the door.

Ling Yanyan suppressed the sadness on her face, walked out of her daughter's room, and closed the door.

"Dad." Ling Yanyan smiled and snuggled into her father's arms.

"Are you tired? Let's go and rest for a while." Seeing the exhaustion on his daughter's face, Ling Yunxiang slightly shook his head.

The two walked back to the living room on the first floor, sat down on the sofa, and the servant brought a glass of juice and a cup of tea.

"Dad, I met him." Ling Yanyan took a sip of the juice and said lightly, hiding the turmoil in her heart.

Ling Yunxiang paused holding the teacup, "Then you..."

"We don't have anything, so we will treat it as if we didn't see it, and go our separate ways. We won't meet again in the future." Ling Yanyan said nonchalantly.

Ling Yunxiang patted his daughter on the shoulder, "Yanyan, you don't have to push yourself so hard, you don't have to hold back when you feel uncomfortable, and you don't have to pretend to be strong in front of your father." He understood that his daughter is so strong, and for five years, she had to bear it alone. all the pain.

Ling Yanyan's crystal clear eyes shone with water, and her long curled eyelashes flickered, "Dad, my heart hurts so much, so hurts."

She once saw Feng Zhiming, Wang Xueyi, and their daughter's happy family on the news, and cried for a whole night, vowing not to cry again, but five years later, her heart still hurts , tears will still flow.

"Yanyan, do you want to go back?" Ling Yunxiang asked this question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

go back?How much she wanted to go back, but she couldn't go back.

"No, I won't go back. It's good to be here! I have Dad and Yiyi." Ling Yanyan shook her head after hesitating.

Ling Yunxiang had already guessed that she would say that.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's go upstairs and rest first!" Ling Yunxiang patted her on the shoulder, "I have been busy in Italy for half a month, and I have lost a lot of weight."

"I'm fine." Ling Yanyan forced a smile on her face, not to make Ling Yunxiang worry.

For three days in a row, Ling Yanyan stayed with her daughter, and Yiyi was always clinging to her.

Now the two are sitting on the swing, swinging gently, "Mum, I love you so much!" Yiyi said while eating the snacks Ling Yanyan handed over.

"Mummy knows! Mommy loves Yiyi too!" Ling Yanyan touched her daughter's face with a smile.

Feng Zhiming sat in the presidential suite, looking at all the information about Ling Yanyan that Li Rui investigated in France.

To his surprise, Ling Yunxiang and Ling Yanyan turned out to be father-daughter relationship, and Ling Yanyan didn't have any man by her side, she lied to him!

No!She never said from the beginning to the end that what is the relationship between her and Ling Yunxiang is his own unilateral opinion.

A picture that looked very happy came into his eyes, it was two people, one big and one small, sitting on a swing, the little girl next to Ling Yanyan was her daughter, or maybe his and her daughter.

Xiexie laughed, Ling Yanyan, this time, I want to make you completely mine!

Feng Zhiming finished his itinerary in Italy and flew back to his country. When he arrived at the airport, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The driver drove him to the apartment. Feng Zhiming stood downstairs, looked at the lights upstairs, and took the elevator upstairs.

Yan'er was sitting on the sofa, and his son beside him was sitting on the carpet, facing the TV screen, playing video games.

The doorbell rang, and after a while, there was the sound of a key opening the door.

"Dad!" Yuhang stopped the game in his hand, stood up, ran forward, and threw himself into Feng Zhiming's arms.

"Has Hanghang behaved lately?" Feng Zhiming picked him up.

Yuhang nodded vigorously, "Of course I'm good! I'm bored at home every day." He rolled his eyes helplessly.

Yan'er glanced at Feng Zhiming, "President, well, it's not good for you to come to me as soon as you return to China, isn't it? Because of you, I get your wife's eyes every day in the company, I'm very upset."

Feng Zhiming didn't care, "As the president's special assistant, can't you bear this at all?"

"Who said that, it's just that your wife is too difficult to mess with." Yan'er sighed slightly.

"Hanghang, go to bed quickly, I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow." Yan'er looked at her son looking at herself with disdain, and looked at him seriously, with a mother's majesty on her face.

Yuhang stood up, "Mum, you can't always take it out on me if you are unhappy. A father's wife can't handle it. I don't want to go to kindergarten. It's a waste of my IQ to go to kindergarten." Then he made a grimace, "Dad, good night! It seems that you forgot something." She curled her lips, turned and walked to the room.

Feng Zhiming looked apologetic, "I'll make you a better one next time."

Yuhang waved his hand, "Father, are you dating a woman again this time? Prefer sex over son." Whispering into the room.

Yan'er laughed loudly, "Haha, your godson loves to embarrass you more and more."

"You're not much better." Feng Zhiming glared at Yan'er who was smiling.

Yan'er looked him up and down, "President, you seem to have delayed your trip for many days, did my son really guess it? Have you had an affair?"

Feng Zhiming's right leg was naturally stacked on top of his left, "So your son's gossip is inherited from you!"

"It's not gossip, it's caring." Yan Er said earnestly, seeing that he was still unwilling to leave, and began to order to evict the guest, "It's getting late, CEO, please go back! "

Feng Zhiming was still lazily leaning on the sofa, "I remember this is my home, right?"

"That's right, but now, I am the owner of this place. I have to pay your rent, but you don't want it." Yan Er became the right party.

Of course, what she said about paying the rent was definitely a polite word, absolutely!

Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows, "I'll stay here at night."

Said with certainty and domineeringly.

Yan'er was used to it, "The guest room is ready for you at any time."

guest room? !Feng Zhiming didn't take it seriously, he, the master, became a guest instead.

Yan'er left the living room and walked back to the master bedroom, but Feng Zhiming still sat calmly, lit a cigarette, and smoked one after another.

Unexpectedly, this apartment has become his usual place in the past five years.

Ling Yanyan, I will definitely give you a big surprise, and you will pay the due price for leaving without saying goodbye. Of course, the simple price is to make her his woman again!

The smile on his lips deepened. It was the first time in five years that he showed such a pleasant smile, and he also missed her for five years.