President, don't mess around

Now, Ling Yanyan was afraid that she couldn't refuse, so she picked up the glass on the coffee table, picked up the electric kettle, poured a glass of water, and fed him the medicine herself.

After Feng Zhiming finished taking the medicine, he felt drowsy. Ling Yanyan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his sleeping face. When he was asleep, he looked the most harmless. She put her hand on his face. It turned out that, It's been five years, and she still can't forget him. Why did he come here this time, and how long can he stay here?Is it really like what he said, is he going to take her back?But, can she go back?

In what capacity did she go back?Her reappearance would only destroy his family.

Ling Yanyan's hand held his hand, but it was held backwards, tightly.

Ling Yanyan lay beside the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When the phone rang, Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, looked at Ling Yanyan lying on the edge of the bed, and reluctantly picked up the phone on the bedside table, and picked it up. "Hello, is this Yiyi's mother? It's been a long time since school, when will you pick up Yiyi?"

Ling Yanyan also woke up at this time, "Who is calling?"

"Oh, got it, we'll go later." Feng Zhiming closed the line, "My daughter is out of school."

Only then did Ling Yanyan remember, "I'll pick her up." But Feng Zhiming stopped her, "How can you drive with your foot hurt like this? I'll pick her up."

"You can't do it either, I'll call Brother Zehao to help me pick it up." Ling Yanyan could only turn to Lu Zehao for help.

Feng Zhiming continued to lie back on the bed, "It seems that you have a good relationship."

This sounds a little sour.

Ling Yanyan finished the phone call with Lu Zehao, and reached out to caress Feng Zhiming's forehead, which was still a little hot, "The fever hasn't subsided yet, are you hungry? I'll go cook some porridge."

Ling Yanyan limped out of the room.

Feng Zhiming lifted the thin quilt, got up and followed downstairs.Looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, he actually felt very comforting.

Half an hour later, there was a strong aroma, and Ling Yanyan took out the porridge and brought it to the dining table, "Eat it quickly!"

Feng Zhiming picked up the spoon, scooped up a small spoon, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully, "Not bad." There were only two simple words.

Ling Yanyan supported her chin with both hands, watching him eat, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Mummy, I'm back." Yiyi's voice came, and when she saw the two people in the restaurant, "Mummy, you are too serious about your daughter." Listening to the tone of Yiyi's words, she was complaining Ling Yanyan forgot to pick her up.

"Yiyi, where's your uncle Zehao?" Ling Yanyan asked her daughter to sit beside her.

"Uncle Ze Hao sent me to the door and went back. I guess he is afraid of disturbing your good business?" Yiyi glanced at Ling Yanyan, then at Feng Zhiming, jumped off the chair with a small body, and looked towards the two Go to the room upstairs.

"Ling Yanyan, are you sure this is your daughter? Why don't I think it doesn't look like it?" Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows and looked at Ling Yanyan, who was blushing, the ambiguity in Yiyi's words was self-evident. ah!

Ling Yanyan stared at him, "It seems that you are in good health? Has your fever subsided? You are in the mood to joke."

When will she start telling him about Yiyi?How long does she want to pretend to be stupid?

"No! I'm still dizzy." Feng Zhiming's heavy body fell on Ling Yanyan's shoulder impartially.

Ling Yanyan felt that his body was still slightly hot, so she stopped trying to push him away.

"Come back with me, tomorrow." Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa, holding Ling Yanyan in his arms.

"No!" Ling Yanyan refused without even thinking about it!If you go back with him, you will definitely not agree.

Feng Zhiming tightly clenched the hand on her waist, "Do you want to marry that man with glasses?"

That man looks pretty good!However, Yanyan can only be his!

"You..." Ling Yanyan was annoyed, why would he involve someone else every time she refused his request? Could it be that there must be an outsider every time the matter between him and her can be resolved? Is there a way? "That's right, I just want to marry Brother Zehao. Yiyi also likes him very much. I am very relieved that he is Yiyi's father. I think that with Brother Zehao, I will be the happiest woman in the world." .

"I want to marry you, Yiyi, I'll take you away!" Feng Zhiming let go of her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said cruelly.

Ling Yanyan turned her head, "Why? Why did you take Yiyi away?" Is he crazy?Did he forget that he already had a wife and a daughter in Taiwan?

"I don't want Yiyi to recognize someone else as his father." Feng Zhiming said very seriously, and he said it with certainty.

"What do you mean by that?" Ling Yanyan's heartbeat seemed to have stopped suddenly. Could it be that he knew something?

Feng Zhiming leaned against the back of the sofa, "You heard it clearly!" Why did she keep everything from him?Why spread the pain to two people.

"Yiyi is mine!" Ling Yanyan unconsciously raised her voice, what was she doing?Do you want to make yourself more confident?

Feng Zhiming's deep eyes seemed to be able to see everything about her, "Ling Yanyan, I won't let any woman give birth to me so casually."

Ling Yanyan's heart paused, he said nonsense, doesn't he still have a legitimate daughter?Does he want to deny it now?

"Feng Zhiming, I don't want to have anything to do with you. You should love your wife and your daughter well." Since he forgot, she reminded him that he has nothing to do with herself, forever Nor will it!

Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "Yanyan, you said that. I love my daughter very much, and I am no exception to Yiyi."

Ling Yanyan stood up, "Impossible! Yiyi is my daughter, and has nothing to do with you." As soon as she finished speaking, she left the room, walked to her daughter's room, and locked the door.

Leaning against the door with his whole body on his chest, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Mummy, what's wrong with you?" Yiyi stepped forward and looked at Ling Yanyan strangely.

Ling Yanyan squatted down and hugged her daughter tightly, "Mummy is fine, Mommy just wants to hug Yiyi."

Yiyi patted Ling Yanyan's back lightly with her small hand, "Mum, don't be afraid! With Yiyi here, no one will bully you!" Yiyi comforted Ling Yanyan like a little adult.

"Yiyi, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mummy is sorry for you!" Ling Yanyan suddenly felt that the most wronged was her precious daughter, but the source was herself.

Yiyi raised her small face, and caressed Ling Yanyan's face with her pink and tender hands, "Mummy, you are crying! Be good, Mommy, don't cry."

Ling Yanyan pursed her lower lip tightly, "Mummy doesn't cry, but Mommy is touched. Mommy's baby Yiyi is so sensible."

"Of course! Yiyi is Mummy's only one! She is also Mummy's reliance!" Yiyi smiled, two shallow pear holes appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Ling Yanyan lay beside her daughter, coaxing her to sleep, "Yiyi, does Yiyi want a father?"

Yiyi closed her eyes slightly, "Mommy, it's enough for Yiyi to have Mommy. If Mommy wants to find a husband, Yiyi has no objection!"

"Really? Yiyi really only needs a mommy?" Ling Yanyan asked uncertainly, her heart became a little flustered and a little scared.