Disabled president does not get divorced

Chapter 15

"I didn't expect my prophecy to come true so soon. Is this fate?"

"En," this was the second time Shen Zhiyao said these two words to Zhuang Ling today. Zhuang Ling shrugged, still noncommittal.

"A Ling, who's here?" Tang Xinyan asked in the kitchen.

"Are you Uncle Zhuang's daughter?" Shen Zhiyao also asked.

Zhuang Ling turned sideways, smiled and let Shen Zhiyao in, "It seems that you are the guest my parents are waiting for."

"Auntie, hello."

At some point, Tang Xinyan had already left the kitchen and was looking this way.

"Zhiyao, you're here." Tang Xinyan asked with a smile, "Why didn't your father come together?"

"My father fell ill suddenly, so I had to be appointed alone." Shen Zhiyao said with a helpless smile.

"Sick? Is it serious?" Tang Xinyan seemed anxious.

"Auntie, don't worry, it's just a little problem."

After hearing Shen Zhiyao's words, Tang Xinyan felt relieved, "Zhiyao, come in and sit in the living room for a while, Auntie will be cooking soon."

"Auntie, don't be too troublesome..."

"It's not troublesome," Tang Xinyan interrupted Shen Zhiyao, "A Ling, go to the study and call your dad down for dinner, and A Yang."

"Okay," Zhuang Ling smiled. He didn't expect Shen Zhiyao to have such a relationship with his own family. The world is really small. "Sit down for a while, I'll call my dad down."

It was still a dinner table for five people, and it was much more lively than the time when Leng Yichen was there.

"Zhiyao, I heard from your father that you studied jewelry design, and so did A Ling. I didn't expect you two juniors to choose the same major." Zhuang Huiping said with a smile, "You two played together when you were young. , but I’m afraid I don’t remember it after all these years.”

"Uncle, I didn't expect Zhuang Ling to be your daughter. We are still college classmates. Maybe it's fate." Although Shen Zhiyao answered Zhuang's father, his eyes looked at Zhuang Ling who was opposite.

"Really? Ah Ling, why didn't I hear you mention it?" A smile appeared in Tang Xinyan's eyes.

Zhuang Ling shook his head and said with a smile, "I didn't expect him to be the son of my father's old friend. I really have no impression."

After eating a meal for nearly an hour, Zhuang Huiping, Tang Xinyan and Shen Zhiyao were almost all talking, Zhuang Ling only echoed occasionally, but Zhuang Yang seemed surprisingly quiet.

After the meal, they sat for a while with laughter and laughter.

"Uncle, aunt, I will take my leave first, and come back next time I have a chance."

"Leaving so soon?" Zhuang's mother asked to stay, but it was indeed too late, "Then remember to visit us next time."

"Definitely." Mother Zhuang smiled and sent Shen Zhiyao out.

Looking at the time, Zhuang Ling also picked up his coat, "Dad, Mom, I'll go back first too."

"It's so late, let's go back tomorrow." Mother Zhuang turned around and looked at Zhuang Ling who was about to leave and said.

"Mom, he said he was waiting for me at home." When talking about Leng Yichen, a smile flashed in Zhuang Ling's eyes.

"A Ling, do you feel happy?" Zhuang's mother asked suddenly.

"I don't know if this is considered happiness, but, Mom, I feel very satisfied." When Zhuang Ling said this, there was no trace of reluctance, even a trace of sweetness that she didn't even notice.

On the night when spring and summer alternate, the stars are surprisingly bright.

Zhuang Ling looked at the figure in the rearview mirror unexpectedly, paused, the car backed up slowly, and rolled down the window, "What's wrong with you?"

"The car broke down." Shen Zhiyao shook his head impatiently.

Zhuang Ling looked at the time and frowned slightly, "It's hard to get a car here, get in the car, I'll see you off."

The silver-white Ferrari convertible sports car, Zhuang Ling was speeding down the driveway at the fastest speed.

"Have you always driven so fast?" Even though it's almost summer, the wind at night is still chilly, not to mention the car is driving so fast, the cold wind can be imagined.

Zhuang Ling rested one hand on the car door casually, and manipulated the steering wheel steadily with the other. The night wind blew her long black hair, making her look extremely beautiful, elegant, and dazzling.Wen Yan said with a relaxed smile, "I've always driven so fast, maybe I shouldn't give you a ride."

"That was not what I meant,……"

"Here we are." Shen Zhiyao's words were suddenly interrupted by Zhuang Ling.

The car stopped slowly and then started again instantly.

"Zhuang Ling, you never knew that your indifference could attract men's pursuit." Shen Zhiyao showed a meaningful smile towards the direction of the car leaving.

In the silent night, occasionally a car passed by.

Zhuang Ling speeded up the car to the maximum, making people feel like a gust of wind flashed past.

"Young Mistress." Not counting the brightly lit cold house, there are still servants waiting in the living room on the first floor.

"Well, you all go down and rest." Zhuang Ling nodded and walked towards the room.

In a pitch-black room, there was no sound of breathing.Zhuang Ling was taken aback, shook his head and walked towards the study.Similar to the silence of the room, there was no one in the study.

"Where's the young master?" Zhuang Ling asked in a loud voice, stopping the footsteps of the servant who was about to leave.

"The young master hasn't come back today." The servants were no strangers to Leng Yichen coming back so late.

Zhuang Ling was puzzled, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

In the silent office, the sudden vibration of the mobile phone interrupted Leng Yichen's thoughts. Looking up, it turned out that it was already so late.

"Lingling."

The phone was picked up after a while, and it was not until a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone that Zhuang Ling let go of the secretly raised breath, "Yichen, where are you?"

"I'm at the company."

With a calm voice, Zhuang Ling couldn't feel anything strange about Leng Yichen, "I'll pick you up now, okay?"

"it is good."

No matter how luxurious and extravagant the huge office is, it still can't dilute the invisible coldness, just like him at this moment.

It had been three years, and the secret that he thought had been buried was suddenly threatened by someone today. It was only at this moment that he realized that the happiness he had just obtained was actually so precarious.

There is no turning back, the happiness that has already been obtained, how can I watch it slip away from the palm of my hand.Li Yan, don't blame me for being cruel, if you want to blame it, blame you for not threatening me with that incident.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

Lingling, for you, I am willing to make mistakes again and again.

In the underground parking room of the Leng Group, Zhuang Ling looked at the direct elevator leading to the 37th floor, wondering if the password three years ago had changed, and his heart beat lightly.

The last time I came with Leng Yichen, I walked through the main hall, but now the main hall has already been closed.Called Leng Yichen, only to find that his phone had been turned off, and he didn't know the phone number of his office.

Fortunately, the elevator door opened, and the password was still the one he told himself three years ago.

Zhuang Ling was taken aback by the dark corridor.But still relying on the memory of last time to turn on the light.

"Yichen, why don't you turn on the light?"

When he turned on the light and saw the quiet figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Zhuang Ling didn't feel his heart skip a beat.

(End of this chapter)