There was such an unforgettable thing that happened between Ye Fan and Zi Ying'er.
Later, the two of them thought they didn't have enough cash on them, so they spent the whole night huddled on the same bed.
When Ye Fan talked about this, Zi Ling'er laughed non-stop and found it very interesting.
"Then what? My sister sleeps with you?" Zi Ling'er pulled the quilt and put her feet into Ye Fan's bed, "Is it like us?"
"Damn girl, why are your feet so cold?" Ye Fan drove Zi Linger back angrily.
"It's so warm under your blanket!"
Zi Ling'er's naughty temper was aroused, and with a fierce thrust, she got into Mark's bed and leaned into his arms.
"What are you doing?"
The beauty in my arms, although the scale has not yet fully developed, is enough to make people's blood boil.
"Hum."
Zi Ling'er sniffed the manly smell on Ye Fan and whispered: "Ye Fan, you smell like daddy."
"dad……"
As soon as Ye Fan heard this word, his blood suddenly went cold.
He was silent for a while and then let out a faint laugh: "Girl, do you know that I have a five-year-old daughter."
"Is it from the photo in your wallet?" Zi Ling'er looked up from Ye Fan's arms, "What a cute little loli!"
"She is very cute." Ye Fan nodded, his smile getting stronger, "Her name is Yiyi, and she is the biggest bond in my life."
Zi Ling'er looked at the smile on Ye Fan's face, as if she felt a sense of sacredness.
Involuntarily, her eyes gradually became obsessed, and her heart began to pound wildly.
"Your daughter must be very happy, right?" Zi Ling'er pulled away slightly and returned to her bed.
"Actually, I feel sorry for her." Ye Fan sighed, "I used to be a jerk and didn't take good care of him. Later, I made money and didn't have much time to spend with her.
I have already thought about it. After I completely resolve the matter at hand, I must spend time with my daughter. It doesn’t matter if I don’t work for a few years. I want to give her a wonderful childhood.”
"What happens next?" Zi Ling'er asked softly.
"Let's talk about...the future things later." Ye Fan laughed, "Anyway, I will always be by her side."
"That's great." Zi Ling'er pursed her lips and hummed enviously: "Ye Fan, if only you were my father..."
"Ah?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "Girl, what are you talking about?"
"No...it's nothing." Zi Ling'er's face turned red, she quickly shook her head and retreated into bed.
Ye Fan gave a wry smile, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed.
The two of them didn't talk anymore, and each went to sleep in his own bed.
Zi Ling'er was full of thoughts and could not fall asleep for a long time as she tossed and turned.
But Ye Fan snored loudly and didn't sleep too soundly.
However, Zi Ling'er didn't feel noisy.
When she was a child, her father's snoring next door was loud. This long-lost feeling made people feel very warm.
Zi Ling'er listened to Ye Fan's snoring, gradually let go of her worries, and slowly fell asleep.
After sleeping until dawn, when Zi Ling'er woke up, the bedding around her had been folded into tofu cubes and neatly placed at the head of the bed.
"Evan is gone?"
Zi Ling'er was startled, stood up quickly, took off her clothes and ran downstairs.
There was no one in the villa, except for the slight "sizzling" sound coming from the oven in the kitchen.
There is also a stainless steel pot on the stove, simmering slowly over low heat.
"He's really gone..." Zi Ling'er sighed in despair, stepped forward to turn off the integrated stove, took out a glass of milk from it, and then turned around and turned on the oven.
"Huh?"
In the oven is a special piece of cake with a few small words painted on it with eggs: Silly girl, be happy and wait for me to come back!
"You bad guy!"
A coquettish smile appeared on Zi Ling'er's face, and a faint mist appeared in her eyes.
She carefully carried the cake to the dining table, picked up a spoon, scooped out a small piece, and put it into her mouth.
"Ah, it's delicious!" Zi Ling'er's eyes lit up and she said with a sweet smile: "As expected of a cake maker!"
At this time, Ye Fan was sitting in a luxury car. His nose itched and he sneezed suddenly.
"Sorry." Ye Fan rubbed the tip of Lao Pi's wrinkled nose and asked the middle-aged man aside for a tissue.
"Mr. Zhang, although it's spring now, the weather in the imperial capital is still very cold. You have to take care of your health!" The middle-aged man quickly took a cup of hot ginger tea from the insulator and handed it to Ye Fan.
Today's Ye Fan is no longer a handsome young man.
Before setting off, his collarbone changed shape, and he looked old, like an old man in his seventies or eighties.
"Xiao Yan, where are we going now?"
Ye Fan's voice also became very old, completely different from before.
Yan Chi chuckled and said humbly: "Mr. Zhang, you are the representative of our Guo Group's cooperation with the Foreign Enterprises Association, and they have arranged a place for you.
Let’s go to the Hilton Hotel first, and when representatives from other companies arrive in the afternoon, the Foreign Enterprises Association will hold a unified meeting.”
"That's it."
Ye Fan raised his withered palm and patted Yan Chi's shoulder gently, "Xiao Yan, thank you very much."
"Don't dare, don't dare, this is what a boy should do."
Yan Chi felt the force coming from Ye Fan's palm, and couldn't help but exclaimed: Mr. Zhang's slap is very powerful! Oh, no wonder he can date girls in the imperial capital at such an old age, it turns out that Mr. Zhang has such a strong body!
Along the way, Yan Chi took good care of Ye Fan and treated him in every possible way.
Ye Fan pretended to look like him so vividly that neither Yan Chi nor the driver noticed at all that there was a young man in his twenties hiding under that old face.
An hour later, the limousine arrived at the Hilton Hotel.
There are a total of four Hilton hotels in the Imperial Capital, all of which meet international top hotel standards, with luxurious style and excellent interior facilities.
The Foreign Enterprises Association arranged a royal suite for Ye Fan.
The entire suite covers an area of 200 square meters. The interior is decorated with crystal lamps and world-famous brand furniture. It uses the world's avant-garde decoration technology and perfectly integrates classical Chinese elements.
The wooden floors, plush fabrics, and solemn colors in the guest rooms complement each other, making them look luxurious and warm.
The kitchen and dining room in this suite are large, occupying almost one-third of the area, and are enough to support a party and reception.
Ye Fan leaned on crutches and walked around the suite.
Yan Chi followed him respectfully and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, if you feel dissatisfied, I can tell the people at the Foreign Enterprises Association and ask them to increase the room class for you."
"Going up further, it should be the presidential suite, right?"
Ye Fan laughed and said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, it's just fine here. We are old bones and don't have to pay so much attention."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhang has a high moral integrity and is a role model for us juniors to learn from." Yan Chi immediately flattered him.
Ye Fan laughed loudly and accepted the flattery openly.
The two sat on the sofa, Yan Chi made a phone call, and a girl of about twenty years old walked in from the door.
This girl has an upright appearance. She is wearing a professional skirt and looks very dignified.
"Xiaomeng, come here, this is Mr. Zhang of our company."
Yan Chi waved to the girl and said seriously: "From now on, the task of taking care of Mr. Zhang's travel will be left to you. You must do your best, understand?"
"yes."
With a faint smile on her face, the girl bowed to Ye Fan: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."
Two buttons on her collar were unbuttoned, and as soon as she bent down, she could see the charming scenery inside.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment and asked: "Xiao Yan, what are you..."
"Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I still have some things on hand and I can't accompany you to Marseille Island for inspection. Xiaomeng's job is very good. If you have any orders, just call her and she will definitely meet all your requirements.
"
As he spoke, Yan Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a smile that said "Mr. Zhang, you must understand."
Ye Fan suddenly became amused.
This Yan Chi is quite good at getting things done. Seeing that he didn't have anyone to serve him, he immediately arranged for a secret agent!
"Okay, thank you very much." Ye Fan chuckled and accepted Yan Chi's proposal.
Yan Chi actually didn't want to give up such a rare opportunity to flatter others.
However, as the top leader of the Imperial City branch of the Guo Family Group, he really did not have the energy to accompany Ye Fan around.
Besides, Mr. Guo didn’t let him stay with Ye Fan all the time.
Therefore, Yan Chi specially selected a girl who was well versed in the ways of the world.
This girl looks dignified, generous and harmless, but on the inside she's not to mention a bit of a slut.
Especially when dealing with those old men, coaxing one after another, lingering over her, life or death.
He thought he had figured out Mr. Zhang's tricks, so he spent a lot of money to invite Xiao Meng.
Yan Chi doesn't know how to take care of others, and he is also afraid that he will offend Mr. Zhang.
With a little girl who knows how to feel both cold and hot by his side, Mr. Zhang will definitely have a very pleasant trip to Marseille!
"Xiao Yan, since you still have something to do, go ahead and get busy. I'm a little tired, so let Xiao Meng help me take a rest."
Ye Fan smiled and got up from the sofa with difficulty.
"Mr. Zhang, please slow down." Xiao Mengjiao called softly and stepped forward to support Ye Fan.
Her pair of arms were soft and close to Ye Fan's, and they rubbed against each other intentionally or unintentionally, and they were blatantly flirting.
Yan Chi smiled knowingly, gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, winked at Xiao Meng, and then left.
With Xiao Meng's support, Ye Fan came to the master bedroom.
"Mr. Zhang, please rest on the bed first, and I'll give you a good massage." Xiao Meng sat on the edge of the bed, gently pinched Ye Fan's arm, and said softly: "Is this strength okay?"
"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, lying down comfortably and accepting the service of the little secretary.
"By the way, Xiao Meng, when will the meeting be held in the afternoon?"
"I brought the itinerary, please wait a moment." Xiao Meng quickly took out a document from the briefcase and said in a timid tone.
"At three o'clock in the afternoon, Miss Sugo Ayako, the person in charge of the Foreign Enterprises Association, will be waiting for you in the conference room on the 20th floor of the Hilton Hotel."
"At three o'clock in the afternoon... wait, who do you think is in charge?" Ye Fan opened his eyes suddenly.
"Miss Sugo Ayako! Mr. Zhang, Miss Ayako is the daughter of Sugo Kinichi, the current president of the Foreign Enterprises Association, didn't you know?" Xiao Meng said with a smile.
"I know."
Ye Fan leaned back on the pillow, feeling bad in his heart.