Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke has been wandering outside all day. In fact, she doesn't buy much. She just strolls around. It's hard for Beiming Liancheng to follow her all the time.

Although he was asked to go back several times, she could also go back to her apartment. She knew the way back.

But Beiming Liancheng didn't want to talk to her more than ten sentences a day, but he still followed her step by step, no matter where she went.

In fact, Mingke knows that he is afraid of another accident here. Even Mingke feels that there really seems to be a wave of people staring at them in this Oriental International, maybe not just one wave.

If it wasn't for Beiming night's fickle attitude, she would like to stay in the apartment all the time.

But she really can't stay, looking at the room, looking at the big bed, last night was still rolling so fiercely, doing the most intimate thing in the world, waking up, everything changed.

In the face of all that, she couldn't calm down at all.

At noon, my heart is still very uncomfortable. In the afternoon, I may be tired of shopping, and my heart is not so uncomfortable. After a big meal with Beiming Liancheng, I feel better when I go back to my apartment.

Or that sentence, happy is a day, unhappy is also a day, there is no need to punish yourself for other people's mistakes, angry is not to punish yourself?

All the mistakes are the mistakes of a person in Beiming night. It has nothing to do with her. Since he is wrong, the punishment is to punish him.

If you are really not qualified to punish, then do well water does not violate the river, boil for a period of time.

What I didn't expect was that in the parking garage, she just got off the bus and saw the two familiar figures not far ahead. When she saw them, her fingertips were cold for a moment.

Yu Feifan leans in the arms of Beiming night. They don't know what to say, or they don't say anything. They just hold each other. Although the location and posture are different, the intimacy is the same.

Well, he has a Yu Feiyan in his heart. He always pities Yu Feifan. No matter what Yu Feifan did in the past, he was so angry that he wanted to destroy her for a time, but now as long as he is in a good mood and no longer angry, this woman has become a treasure in his hand.

All this has not changed from beginning to end. What has changed is only one's own mentality.

She looked back at Beiming Liancheng and said, "let's go."

With that, he turned and went to the elevator.

Beiming Liancheng looked at the two people who were still together. He didn't know what was passing by. Maybe even he was a little disdainful, but he didn't know who was the object of disdain.

Mingke had already entered the elevator, so he had to follow him.

As for Beiming night, after Mingke got off the car, he had already seen her. The big palm on Yu Feifan's shoulder was meant to push people away, but since the woman didn't care, why should he care so much?

I don't know why. When she saw that she was entangled with Yu Feifan, she didn't react at all. In her heart, it was inexplicable.

Looking down at the woman who was still crying in his arms, the tight thin lips finally opened slightly: "do you feel better? If you feel comfortable, let the lost soup take you back. "

Yu Feifan quickly bit his lips, withdrew from his arms, picked up the back of his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes, and raised her head to meet his indifferent eyes. She said: "I'm sorry, I was impolite just now. I didn't mean to. Don't be angry. I will try my best in the future..."

"Did I say anything about you?" He turned and looked at the soup still in the car.

Yi Tang said quickly, "I'll send Miss Yu back. Don't worry, sir."

I don't go to the elevator until night.

Until he got into the elevator, Yu Feifan took a breath, got into the car, dried the tears from the corner of his eyes, looked up at the driver's seat and said, "thank you."

Yi Tang smiles at her in the rearview mirror. Wen Yan says, "it's a little help. Miss Yu, sit down. I'm going to drive."

"You don't have to call me Miss Yu." Yu Feifan took a deep breath, let his excited mood slowly calm down, then said: "you call me Feifan as before, you and your sister..."

She was silent, finally skip the topic, drooping at their entangled fingers, she said: "in fact, I am very happy today, I think night will not go to see my sister."

"How could it be?" The smile of Yi Tang's lips slowly dissipated, and he drove out of the underground garage to the street towards Yu Feifan's villa.

Yu Feifan looked at him in the mirror. His face was indifferent, and the lines on his face were a little stiff. She knew that every time he mentioned his sister, his expression would always be like this.

After silence, she looked at his side face again. It seemed that she hesitated for a long time before she said, "Yi Tang, go to see my sister in the future. You can go with us. There's no need to wait for us to go. You can go by yourself. There's really no need."

Yi Tang didn't speak and didn't even look at her, as if he was just concentrating on the road.

Yu Feifan breathed a sigh, it seems a little pity, but said: "if my sister is still alive, now and night should have been very good, maybe already married and had children, unfortunately..."The car speeds up unconsciously, the windows are slightly open, and the wind comes from my ears.

Yu Feifan closed the window, still staring at Yi Tang's resolute face, and seemed to think of something. His words were a little more lighthearted: "but now the night life is OK. Since he likes Mingke so much, he should get married with Mingke soon."

"What does Miss Yu want to ask?" Yi Tang is still looking at the front, indifferent face can not see any strange.

Yu Feifan laughed, like helpless: "I didn't ask anything, I know what you think, but now I have no extravagant hope for the night, if he and Mingke can be happy together, I will bless him."

Yi Tang looked at her again in the rearview mirror. Her eyebrows drooped and her face was helpless. It seemed that what she said was true.

He asked himself that his ability to see people was not so strong, and he didn't know whether what Yu Feifan said was true or false, but whether it was true or false, he didn't want to pay attention to it.

"Sir, you are living a good life now. Don't worry about it. Live your own life well. If you meet a good man, you will marry him." This is Yi Tang's sincere words. Everyone is a man. He clearly sees that Yu Feifan is not the woman Mr. Yu wants.

Since her husband didn't want her, she was just wasting her time.

How many years can a woman have in her youth?

Yu Feifan bit her lip and didn't speak any more. She couldn't find anything from his mouth, so she had to lean on the back of her chair and close her eyes.

Yi Tang doesn't say much. It's not his turn to talk about things.

The speed of the car slowed down again, and it was moving forward on the road.