He carried her back to the room, asked her to sit on the sofa, brought a towel to dry her feet, asked her to put on slippers, and sat down next to her.
"Yanyan, Wang Xueyi came to see you today. Do you want to see her?" Although Li Minghao didn't like her meeting Wang Xueyi, there were some things that she had to face by herself.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, let me think about it." I have been staying in Li Minghao's villa for many days. Today, I suddenly remembered that I wanted to come here. I knew that Feng Zhiming had already forgotten about this place.
, however, she still regards this place as where her heart belongs.
It turns out that here, her happiness outweighs her sadness.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in the office, looking at the information brought by Li Rui, and the smile on his face deepened.
"President, have you really decided to do this?" Li Rui was very uneasy, but he had to do what Feng Zhiming told him.
Feng Zhiming raised a nice eyebrow, "You don't agree?"
Li Rui shook his head, but if Feng Zhiming did this, it might worsen Ling Yanyan's pain.
"Okay! Let's do it!" He handed the information to Li Rui, and with a slight exertion, he turned his whole body to the other side and looked out the car window. The night was very good, with the hazy moonlight and a few stars. Tomorrow should be a good one.
weather.
Li Rui walked out of his office.
Feng Zhiming opened the bottom of the drawer and pressed it under the folder. There was a photo. In the photo, Ling Yanyan was sitting on a white swing with a smile.
He was very sure that Ling Yanyan was once the person in his life, otherwise, why would there be a photo of her in his drawer?
Now, he can only use the most extreme and despicable method to keep her by his side.
Ling Yanyan and Li Minghao were sitting on the sofa in the living room, each doing their own thing. Ling Yanyan was holding a pen and a drawing book, doodling boredly. And Li Minghao was looking at the laptop, looking at the information, with thick eyebrows.
Slightly wrinkled, although he had suspicions in his heart, he was unwilling to admit it. Looking at the information sent by the secretary, someone was buying up the shares of the Li Group on a large scale, and every business was robbed for no reason.
Will Feng Zhiming really do this? Only he has the best reason.
A sigh, love will reach the depths, and hate will reach the other extreme. Perhaps, this is already the case with Feng Zhiming now.
Ling Yanyan raised her head, looked at him, and listened to his sigh, "Did something happen?" she asked.
Recently, he has become busier. Although he still goes out from nine to five, even in the villa, he works on the computer and has more phone calls. But in front of her, Li Minghao
It was still the same as usual, but she felt it.
"It's okay. If you're tired, go and rest early." Li Minghao said to Ling Yanyan, who was looking confused, with a smile on his face.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay, good night then." She left the living room and walked up to the second floor.
After Li Minghao saw her going up, he also picked up his notebook and walked to the study room on the second floor. At this time, his cell phone rang, and Li Minghao picked it up, "How is the check?" His voice sounded a little anxious.
"It is indeed the Feng Group." came the deep voice on the other end of the phone.
Li Minghao nodded lightly, "What does Feng Zhiming want, and how can he let go."
Feng Zhiming? Ling Yanyan stood outside the door. In fact, she just wanted to make a cup of tea for him, but she didn't expect to hear him talking on the phone. Moreover, she also heard Feng Zhiming. This name was too much for her.
sensitive.
He turned around and left the study without disturbing him.
A man stood in the room, holding a mobile phone in his hand, Feng Zhiming, what on earth did he do to Li Minghao?
Should she call him? The palms of her hands holding the phone were sweating. She walked back and forth in the room like this for half an hour before dialing the familiar number.
As if he guessed that she would call him, Feng Zhiming's magnetic voice came lazily, "Hello."
"I'm Ling Yanyan." She took the initiative to identify herself.
How could Feng Zhiming not know her? He knew everything about her number and her voice.
"What do you want from me?" He pretended to be calm.
Ling Yanyan hesitated for a moment, then said, "I want to see you tomorrow, is that okay?" After hiding for so long, she took the initiative to find him.
"I'm very busy." Feng Zhiming refused lightly.
"I can wait for you, as long as you give me a few minutes." Ling Yanyan prayed. His cold attitude had made her understand, so she had to see him.
"Okay, I will only give you ten minutes at nine o'clock tomorrow morning." Feng Zhiming finally made a concession.
Ling Yanyan hung up the phone, turned off the lights in the room, opened the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and sat alone on the single sofa with her legs slightly bent.
Li Minghao knew what Feng Zhiming's purpose was, but he would hurt Yanyan, which was what he least wanted to see. It was already midnight, and he walked to the room, gently opened the door, and saw the person leaning against
Ling Yanyan fell asleep on the sofa, and gently picked her up and put her on the bed to make her sleep more comfortable.
Looking at her sleeping face, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed. She was sleeping very uneasily, and all he could do was stay by her side.
Ling Yanyan shrank her petite body uneasily, "Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming, don't leave me." What she murmured was his name.
Feng Zhiming is deeply imprinted in her heart. She loves him deeply, but he has forgotten her. Is it a trick of God or a joke of fate? If we love each other, why should we be so cruel?
Li Minghao sat in front of her bed. The dim moonlight entered the room and reflected on her face, like a fragile porcelain doll.
When the sky lit up, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and looked at herself lying on the bed. It must have been Li Minghao who carried her to bed. She picked up the alarm clock next to the bed and saw that it was already seven o'clock. She remembered her agreement with Feng Zhiming and got up simply.
After washing up, I put on a simple bright yellow dress and walked downstairs, but Li Minghao was not there.
"Miss Ling, please get up. Your husband is out today, so you can have breakfast alone." As soon as the servant saw Ling Yanyan coming down, she started to prepare breakfast.
Ling Yanyan refused, "No need to prepare breakfast for me, I have something to go out today." She was a little nervous now.
The servant didn't say anything else. Ling Yanyan picked up her bag and drove out of the villa, heading to the Feng Enterprise office building in the city.
The red car was parked downstairs in the company. Ling Yanyan rolled down the window, raised her head, and looked at the top floor of the tall building in front of her. Her palms were slightly sweating. She was obviously about to go downstairs, but she was timid. She
Afraid to go up, afraid to see him.
It happened to be working hours, so employees from various departments of the company, all dressed in formal professional attire, walked into the company.
Looking at the time, it was only half past eight. She came a little early. She had to be mentally prepared. This was the place she was most familiar with, but now it has become so strange.
Taking a deep breath, she got out of the car and walked towards the main entrance of the company. After passing the rotating circular door, Ling Yanyan arrived in front of the reception. After the receptionist lady informed her, she was directed to take the elevator directly to the top floor.