"President Feng, I'm really sorry for interrupting your good work. Please continue." Li Minghao's anger rose. Didn't he love Yanyan? Why did he sleep with other women when Yanyan was away?
Feng Zhiming chuckled lightly, "Mr. Li, don't you have something to do? You are not tempted by a woman in your arms." His words came out almost word for word.
"Yanyan and I have nothing to do." Li Minghao yelled at him, "Yanyan is sick now. She is here with me. It's up to you whether you want to come or not!" After that, he hung up the phone.
He was really disappointed with Feng Zhiming.
Feng Zhiming threw the phone out hard, hit the wall, and then fell to the ground. "Handsome guy, don't be like this. I'll make you happy. How about it?" As soon as he finished speaking, he started to take off his shirt.
, kisses fell on the bright red lips, Feng Zhiming pushed her away hard, "Get out! Get out!" The enchanting woman in his arms could not arouse any desire in him.
He raked his hair irritably with his hands. He knew clearly that Ling Yanyan and Li Minghao were together, but he damned agreed. He had been unwilling to answer Li Minghao's calls. He thought he was calling to show off, so he deliberately didn't answer.
Unexpectedly, it was said that Yanyan was sick. Wasn't she fine when she went out today? Why did she suddenly become sick?
Ling Yanyan, you damn stole my heart and you went to another man. Who do you think I am?
He stood up from the bed, buttoned his shirt, walked out of the hotel room, and drove to Li Minghao's villa.
Li Minghao kept wiping the sweat from her face with a towel. It was almost half an hour before the family doctor came.
"Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming." Ling Yanyan called his name repeatedly and uncomfortably.
With a squeaking sound, a car stopped at the villa at an alarming speed.
"Sir, Mr. Feng is here." As soon as the servant finished speaking, Feng Zhiming had already ran into the room.
"Yanyan!" Seeing Ling Yanyan lying on the bed, Feng Zhiming quickly walked to the bed.
Li Minghao pulled him away, "What are you doing here! Without Yanyan, you can still have another woman, right?"
If he wasn't afraid of disturbing Ling Yanyan, Li Minghao would really want to beat him up.
"What happened to her? Why is her forehead injured?" Although Li Minghao pulled him away from her, Feng Zhiming's eyes were still fixed on the person on the bed.
"Do you still care about her? If you don't cherish Yanyan, just let her go? She gave everything for you, she was hurt, and she was afraid that you would worry, so she found an excuse to call you and hide here with me, and
What about you? She kept calling your name. I called you so many times before you answered. Aren’t you in the arms of another woman? Why did you come to her? For you who have no shortage of women.
Say, just let Yanyan go, don't let her get hurt again, and don't make her sad again." Li Minghao told him everything, and his heart also ached. His beloved woman was repeatedly raped by another person.
A man hurts, but he can't do anything.
Feng Zhiming pushed him away, "I love her! I love her!"
His confession left Li Minghao stunned. Feng Zhiming walked to the bedside and touched her face with his big hands, "Yanyan, why are you so stupid? I would rather take good care of you than have you avoid me.
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"Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming." Ling Yanyan called him unconsciously.
"I'm here, Yanyan, I'm here." Feng Zhiming helped her up and prepared to take her away.
Li Minghao stepped forward to stop her, "Where are you taking her?"
"Of course we're leaving here." Feng Zhiming glared at him.
"She is sick now. Let's wait until the doctor comes to see her. Do you want her to get more seriously ill?" Li Minghao stopped him. Is he dizzy? Why is she like this now?
Can you take her away like this?
Feng Zhiming stopped moving and hugged Ling Yanyan into his arms. The heat on her body was not ordinary.
The family doctor came belatedly, and under the angry looks of the two men, he cautiously examined her and gave her an IV drip. Feng Zhiming stayed by her side, and Li Minghao also stood aside and finished the IV drip.
, the doctor just left the villa.
Feng Zhiming looked at Li Minghao, who had been standing aside, "I will take care of my own woman, and you should leave too!" Feng Zhiming ordered him to be kicked out. Has he forgotten whose home this is?
Li Minghao didn't object, "Take good care of her, otherwise, I won't let you go." After saying that, he walked out of the room and closed the door.
Feng Zhiming took off his suit jacket, lay down next to her, and held her in his arms.
Listening to her breathing, his heart ached.
He has fallen deeply in love with this silly woman in front of him. No matter what her past is or what kind of person she is, he has fallen deeply in love with her.
He gently touched the gauze on his forehead, what's wrong? He just let her go out for a day, and she got hurt. It seemed that he really had to keep her by his side 24 hours a day.
Feng Zhiming didn't sleep all night. It wasn't until the sky got bright that he closed his eyes for a moment. Ling Yanyan opened her heavy eyelids and saw the familiar smell. She faced the person hugging her. Why is he here?
?Seeing Feng Zhiming, she reflexively wanted to withdraw from his arms.
But the hand on her waist tightened, and she had to stay in his arms obediently.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and looked into his, "Why are you here?" Her voice was a little hoarse.
"Are you so surprised that I'm here?" Feng Zhiming's voice was soft and comfortable, "You're injured or sick, why don't you come to me?"
"Aren't you here too?" Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest.
It turned out that she was very happy when he came. He was not angry and was so gentle, which made her feel very warm.
"Then what if I don't come? Do you plan to hide it from me all the time? Do you know that the most intolerable thing for men is women who don't trust them and don't talk to each other?" Feng Zhiming thought that she would rather find Li Minghao than Li Minghao.
Looking for him, he felt angry. If it weren't for the fact that she was so weak due to illness, he would really want to kill her.
Ling Yanyan pouted, "I'm afraid you'll be worried."
"Then tell me, do you love me?" Feng Zhiming's face came close to hers. Is it because he had a fever that his face was so unusually rosy?
Ling Yanyan raised her head and looked at him, "I love you, Zhi Ming, I love you."
She has never hidden her heart, but now he has forgotten her, hasn't he?
"I love you too, my Yanyan." Feng Zhiming said, kissing her lips after he finished speaking.
"Well, no..." Ling Yanyan shook her head and refused.
"Why not? You are mine." Feng Zhiming left her lips and looked at her with a strong look on his face.
"It's contagious if you get sick." Ling Yanyan didn't want him to get sick too.
Feng Zhiming chuckled, "I'm not afraid. I would rather be sick than not kiss you." The kiss fell again, sucking in her beauty.