Forbidden-sex husband, please spoil me lightly

Ling Yang, the adopted son of the Ling family, is gradually preparing to get familiar with the Ling family's company. Chairman Ling seems to resent Zhiling's leaving his parents for women. He gradually began to accept the adopted son and began to focus all his energy on cultivating successors.

Ling Yang appeared at the door of the Ling family's villa in a low-key way. The driver immediately opened the door and respectfully invited him to get on the bus. He looked beautiful and handsome in a handmade and properly cut white suit facing the rising morning glow. The light of that moment almost overwhelmed Taiyang. No doubt he had a calmer breath than Zhiling.

Although he is only the adopted son of Ling family, chairman Ling announced that Ling Yang would be the successor of Ling family at the board of directors early in the morning, and actually put him in the position of vice president. People in the company naturally know that this adopted son is not pretending and is more attentive to him than Zhiling before.

The driver saw Ling Yang sitting in the rear seat from the rearview mirror. Looking at the outside scenery, he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only take back his eyes bitterly.

Suddenly, a red figure outside the window attracted Ling Yang's attention. The car sped by. He turned his head and tried to see the people on the side of the road through the glass behind him.

"Turn around and go back." Ling Yang's thin lips suddenly spit out this sentence.

The driver was a little confused. He saw from the rearview mirror that the master was not joking. He quickly took back his sight and turned around quickly.

Shi Huanwu stood on the roadside anxiously making a phone call. His hands holding the mobile phone were sweating slightly. He kept muttering, "what bad luck."

At this moment, a rain came quietly. The drizzle seemed like thousands of elves falling from the sky. She stood there in a hurry. She opened the door. There was no umbrella in the car. Looking around, the people who had been repairing didn't arrive. She was trying to get into the car to escape the rain.

A gentle male voice sounded, "Miss Shi, what happened?"

Shi Huanwu's hair had stuck to her face, but there was an umbrella on her head. She looked up and saw a boy with a height of 1.9 meters, holding an umbrella, waiting for her answer.

She blushed a little, and their eyes just hit a piece: "my car has a flat tire. I've called. Someone will repair it soon. Are you?"

She glanced at the man beside him, his steady temperament, the faint perfume of his body, and his awful eyes, which seemed to be full of lingering affection.

Ling Yang said, "Hello, Miss Shi. I'm the adopted son of chairman Ling. My name is Ling Yang."

This person, Shi Huanwu frowned slightly. She heard her father mention this person. Her father said at that time that since Nong Jun is not worthy of him, Ling Yang is much better than him. He has always been funded by Chairman Ling to study abroad and is the successor of Ling's family. In any way, Ling Yang's identity matches his own very well.

But at that time, she refused. She hated this kind of blind date, and even more hated taking value as the standard for her father to find a son-in-law.

She raised her head and smiled: "Hello, I'm Shi Huanwu."

In the rain, the two shared an umbrella. Ling Yang's eyes moved to the flat tire, "do you have a spare tire?"

Shi Huanwu nodded hurriedly, "yes."

"That's good. Let me change the tire. But now it's raining harder and harder. You should hide in the car first. When the rain stops, the driver and I will help you change the tire."

Shi Huanwu looked at Ling Yang's elegant suit. There were wet dripping water. He smiled shyly: "OK, I'll take the car first. Thank you."

Ling Yang opened the door for her, then closed the door after she sat down, returned to her car, and turned on her car.

The driver is watching them in the car. He doesn't know what to say. The driver also knows that the mayor's daughter. It seems that Chairman Ling's wish will come true. In the past, chairman Ling always wanted Zhiling to marry Yunli or Shi Huanwu. Who knows, he finally took others away with him. Now it seems that he can live with the mayor's daughter, Just look at the smile on the mayor's daughter's face.

Ling Yang got into the car, picked up a paper towel and wiped the water on his body. Shi Huanwu's face hovered in his mind, and his father's words appeared again: "Ah Yang, this will be your home in the future. Ling will be your industry in the future, but don't think Ling looks so powerful. However, many disadvantages of the company have not been eliminated. I'm old now. I don't know how long I can last. Mo Shao's strength is much higher than me. The coming Ling will depend on you."

His lips suddenly cleared. His adoptive father deliberately talked about the daughter of the mayor in front of him, then said Ling and himself, and finally sighed like this. Isn't this obvious?

Shi Huanwu turned on the wiper and turned on the warning light. He sat quietly in the co driver's seat and looked at the car not far away. The car also turned on the warning light, as if two ships suddenly broke down in the vast sea. But now he looked at the car not far away and thought that the people on the car didn't feel so lonely.

Finally, the rain stopped after more than 20 minutes. The rain stopped. Ling Yang took the driver down from the car. Shi Huanwu was standing next to his car. Looking at Ling Yang who strode forward, he felt that this man was really different from the expensive childe he usually saw.

Ling Yang skillfully got the spare tire and Jack and got busy with the driver. He didn't care that he didn't have to work so hard. Isn't there a driver anyway.

Finally, more than ten minutes later, the tire was changed. Ling Yang stood up and smiled at her with some embarrassment, "this car should be all right. Try it."

She quickly got into the driver's seat and started the car. Sure enough, there was no problem with the car.

After parking the car, she came over again and thanked Ling Yang solemnly: "thank you. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do."

Ling Yang pursed slightly at the corners of his mouth and pulled out a nice arc. "If you feel grateful, I'll invite Miss Shi to dinner another day."

Shi Huanwu is a little embarrassed. She really likes the person in front of her. But in such an era, what does the favor count? After all, she is still a person who wants to talk about marriage in the future. In addition, she has never been a special believer and belongs to the slow heat type.

"Miss Shi, if you don't have time," Ling Yang's voice was still very gentle, as if a feather brushed on his face.

"Three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."