Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss

    Ling Yi took his coat and went out of the room.

    Ling Hua and Su Peiwan had already left at this time. He had just walked into the living room when Zheng Rong suddenly got up from the sofa: "Cousin, are you going out for a walk? I'll accompany you."

    Ling Yi stopped in place.

    The relationship between him and Zheng Rong is definitely not harmonious.

    Ling Jing got married early. She fell in love early when she was studying, and dropped out of school when she became pregnant with a child. Zheng Rong's father usually idles around and has no great prospects. The family must rely on the support of the Ling family to maintain a luxurious life.

    So, when Ling Yi was very young, Ling Jing's family treated Ling Yi very well.

    Later Ruan Qingzhi and Ling Hua divorced, and Ling Bo appeared out of nowhere. Ling Jing saw that Ling Hua was usually very fond of her younger son. In order to please Ling Hua, she also spoiled Ling Bo. Rong has a slick personality since he was a child, especially when he sees the eyes of adults. Basically what Ling Hua likes, they also like what he likes.

    Ling Yi didn't have any good feelings for the Zheng family, especially Zheng Rong.

    Now that Zheng Rong is here to show his hospitality, he does not think that the other party has suddenly changed his temper, but thinks that Zheng Rong is calculating something.

    Ling Yi smiled lightly: "No need, I'll just go down by myself."

    Zheng Rong hurriedly went to open the door for Ling Yi and pressed the elevator: "Cousin, I'll help you, aren't you inconvenient now? By the way, don't worry about things at the dinner table, My mom is all bullshit..."

    Ling Yi walked into the elevator, and Zheng Rong also followed: "Cousin, you only ate so much in the morning, I'll take you out of the restaurant for another meal..."

    Ling Yi frowned slightly, she really didn't understand why Zheng Rong was so gallant all of a sudden.

    Zheng Rong is handsome and glib on weekdays, others will not hate him for talking too much, but will find this young man very interesting.

    But Ling Yi is familiar with Zheng Rong's conduct, and only feels that Zheng Rong is very noisy around him, and the whole elevator is occupied by Zheng Rong's elongated tones.

    Zheng Rong now knows that Ling Yi and Feng Chu are married, and he dare not expect any benefits from Feng Chu's side - Feng Chu looks very cold and harsh, more difficult to please than Ling Hua A thousand times, he just asked Ling Yi to write off everything in the past, stop caring about him and his **** remarks, and not take revenge on himself in the future.

    To be honest, if Feng Chu wanted to take revenge on Ling Yi for him, he really couldn't resist.

    The elevator door opened, Ling Yi walked out: "No."

    Zheng Rong thought to himself that Ling Yi could not see clearly and could only walk with the guide stick in his hand. Why did he walk faster than himself? Are you really not afraid of falling? Or has he already memorized the route out in such a short period of time?

    He has always been very thick-skinned, even though he realized that this cousin didn't like him very much, he still followed him stubbornly: "Cousin, are you really angry?"

    Ling Yi took a deep breath and finally stopped: "No, our relationship is not good, maybe you should keep a certain distance from me."

    Zheng Rong laughed.

    Now he could see that Ling Yi was angry. Ling Yi has been like this since he was a child. Even when he is the most angry, he can maintain a graceful demeanor. Although he is occasionally a bit venomous, most of the time he is polite even when he is angry.

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    Ling Yi's expression did not change: "No need."

    Zheng Rong knew that Ling Yi seemed to be the best-tempered person in the Ling family, but he was actually the most difficult to approach.

    Ling Yi has such an expression in front of most people, and he will not take it to heart when others praise or ridicule him.

    He wanted to say something to make up for it when a low and cold male voice suddenly came from not far away: "Ling Yi."

    Ling Yi turned around: "Mr. Feng."

    Zheng Rong was so frightened that his soul was about to fly.

    If Ling Yi told himself that he came downstairs to see Feng Chu, Zheng Rong would never dare to come down with him.

    It was already early morning when Zheng Rong was released by Feng Chu, and it was only a few hours away from now. He thought that Feng Chu must be making up for his sleep now, but he did not expect to appear here.

    Aren’t the big guys sleeping now?

    Feng Chu glanced at Zheng Rong with a cold and stern gaze, his eyes were full of warning, Zheng Rong took two steps back: "Cousin, my mother sent a message for me to go back, I will go back first."

    After saying this, Zheng Rong quickly left.

    Feng Chu took a few steps forward and said casually, "Why is he following you?"

    Ling Yi shook her head gently: "I don't know, maybe something happened, let's go have breakfast."

    There is a breakfast shop nearby, Ling Yi didn't eat much in the morning, sitting opposite Feng Chu slowly drinking soy milk.

    Although Feng Chu only slept for two or three hours last night, he woke up this morning still in good spirits. After breakfast, he took the coat on the back of the chair and put it on Ling Yi: "Take you to where I live these days."

    Ling Yi curiously followed Feng Chu into the car: "Is Mr. Feng's friend's house?"

    "He has gone abroad and no one lives there for the time being. He hired someone to maintain it regularly. I cleaned it last night. Although many things are old, they are very clean."

    The two arrived in less than an hour, and Feng Chu opened the car door for Ling Yi to let him down.

    Although Ling Yi couldn't see it, he felt very familiar in his heart.

    This villa was sold by Ling Yi's father a few years ago. The rich businessman who bought it didn't have time to spend a lot of money on redecorating it and left it idle because the villa was not used, and the furnishings and Ling Yi was almost the same before junior high school.

    Feng Chu asked people to clean up the wildly growing weeds and fallen leaves in the courtyard, and the room was also carefully cleaned before bringing Ling Yi over.

    The yard is very empty now, and it was deserted in winter. The flowers that once filled the yard are gone, and only a yellowish dry land is left.

    Feng Chu took Ling Yi up the steps.

    Ling Yi said: "I also lived in such a place when I was a child."

    Feng Chu smiled, "Really? Many villas are very similar."

    He opened the door and took Ling Yi into the living room on the first floor.

    There is still a faint smell of disinfectant and floor lotion in the air. Because there has been no one, the temperature in the room is colder than outside. Fortunately, the central air conditioner is not broken. Feng Chu turned on the air conditioner.

    Ling Yi took a few steps in the living room, and Feng Chu reminded: "Be careful, don't hit the table."

    Ling Yi sat on the sofa: "It's like my home before."

    "Where is it like?"

    Ling Yi thought for a moment: "It gives me the same feeling."

    The temperature has not risen yet, Ling Yi is still wearing a down jacket with his fingers in the pockets of his jacket, he doubts whether Feng Chu's classmate is his father, and then thinks about it, Feng Chu may be more expensive than his own father Small, and his villa has been sold, it is impossible to meet by chance.

    Maybe there are too many things to think about these days.

    Feng Chu's assistant has always done things properly. He went into the kitchen and took a look. The refrigerator looked brand new, and it was actually full of ingredients.

    Feng Chu took a can of beer from the refrigerator and took two sips.

    He only saw the photos sent by the assistant, and this is the first time he came here.

    The first floor is the dining room, kitchen, study, meeting room, and a nanny room. Ling Yi's bedroom should be on the second floor.

    Feng Chu went upstairs to take a look. There was a smaller bedroom next to the master bedroom. This should be Ling Yi's bedroom.

    The bedding in the master bedroom, the second bedroom and the guest room was changed yesterday, and the clothes in the cloakroom are complete sets of brand new uncut labels, which should have been arranged by Feng Chu's assistant .

    In addition to the newly replaced things, the original old things are gone, and they may have been taken away or discarded when they moved.

    Ling Yi didn't hear Feng Chu come back for a long time. He thought that Feng Chu was busy and the room temperature was slowly rising. Ling Yi took off his down jacket and put it on the sofa. Walked around on the first floor, and finally entered the study.

    The study on the first floor is where Ling Yi does her homework while she is studying, and Ling Hua's home office is on the second floor. When Ling Hua was too lazy to take away the books in Ling Yi's study, he kept them all. Later, the owner who bought the villa didn't throw them away.

    Ling Yi couldn't see all this, so he walked slowly to the bookcase, Feng Chu came down from the second floor, and found Ling Yi here.

    Ling Yi heard footsteps and turned around: "Mr. Feng, is this a study?"

    "The study."

    Ling Yi turned around again: "It's very similar to my study when I was a child."

    Feng Chu glanced at the books on the bookshelf. The book at the very edge in the middle seemed strange. He took it out and found that it was actually a photo album.

    It was almost filled with pictures of Annette when she was young, Feng Chu glanced at it casually, and was about to put it back, but unexpectedly found that the last picture was Ling Yi's picture.

    Ling Yi is only about four or five years old, holding a little Bomei quietly, her golden curly hair is particularly beautiful, and her big eyes seem to be full of water, because she is still young It occupies a large proportion and the whole person is very cute.

    This is the first time Feng Chu has seen Ling Yi who is not blind.

    He took the picture out and put it in his pocket,

    Put the album back to its original place, turned around and rubbed Ling Yi's hair: "Let's go out."

    Ling Yi yawned.

    Feng Chu said: "Did you sleep well last night?"

    Ling Yi nodded.

    "You can't sleep without me?" Feng Chu knew Ling Yi's habit of insomnia, so he hugged Ling Yi in his arms, "I will accompany you to sleep for a while."

    Feng Chu did not take Ling Yi to the master bedroom, but took Ling Yi to the small second bedroom next to it. This bed was only one meter two wide and was a small single bed.

    Ling Yi felt even more strange when she lay down: "Mr. Feng."

    Feng Chu leaned closer: "Huh?"

    Ling Yi said: "I slept in such a small bed when I was a child, Mr. Feng, did your friend buy my father's house?"

    "Impossible." Feng Chu said, "You think too much."

    Because the bed was too small, Ling Yi was worried that Feng Chu would fall off, so he reached out and put his arms around Feng Chu's waist: "Mr. Feng, go inside a little bit."

    Feng Chu hugged Ling Yi inside: "Why did you sleep in such a small bed when you were young?"

    "Because I would kick the quilt at night, it is convenient for my mother to cover me with the quilt at night." Ling Yi was sleepy, his eyelashes were soaked with tears, he pillowed on Feng Chu's arm, " I've been sleeping here since then."

    Feng Chu's nose rubs against Ling Yi's nose: "Open your mouth."

    Ling Yi slightly parted her lips.

    Ling Yi felt it was strange, so she bit Feng Chu lightly. Immediately afterwards, Feng Chu bit Ling Yi's chin to the neck. Ling Yi's skin was very thin, and when he bit it, there was a red mark.

    Ling Yi covered her shoulders with her fingers to prevent Feng Chu from continuing: "Mr. Feng, it hurts a bit."

    Feng Chu rubbed him: "If we do other things in the future, will you faint?"

    Ling Yi raised her head curiously: "What's the matter?"

    Feng Chu whispered a few words in his ear, and took Ling Yi's hand for him to measure.

    Ling Yi was so hot that he shrank his hands, and after a while, he held his right wrist with his left hand to compare the size.

    Feng Chu saw Ling Yi's small movements, he rubbed Ling Yi's wrist twice: "What are you comparing? Huh? Which one is bigger?"

    Ling Yi closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.