Ling Yanyan's hand was held tightly by Feng Zhiming, "Where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan's hand hurt from his scratching.
Feng Zhiming opened the car door and let her get in. He got into the driver's seat and drove away. More than twenty minutes later, the car drove into the most luxurious apartment in the city and parked under an apartment building.
Feng Zhiming got off the station and stood next to the car. Ling Yanyan also got off the car, "Where is this?" She rubbed her hand that was hurt by him and looked at the tall building with a slight frown.
Feng Zhiming walked over and put his arm around her shoulders, "Let's go! Go up and have a look." He took the elevator to the 22nd floor and walked to the door of a room. "Here." Feng Zhiming took it out of his pocket.
He picked up the key and handed it to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan looked at the key in her hand, then looked at Feng Zhiming's firm eyes, and opened the door. It was such a big room, with just a living room, which was bigger than the house she lived in now. There were two bedrooms.
The other room is smaller and seems to be used as a study room.
Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa and said, "How was it? Do you like it?" He watched her walk back to the living room after looking at the room, with confusion in her eyes.
Ling Yanyan was silent. She didn't like it. She didn't like this kind of big, empty room without a trace of warmth. It didn't look like a home.
"You don't like it." Feng Zhiming looked at her and said firmly.
Ling Yanyan smiled lightly, "As long as you like it, it's none of my business anyway."
"No! This will be our home from now on." Feng Zhiming said to her.
Home? Our home? Ling Yanyan sneered, "I won't have a family, have you forgotten? I'm just an orphan. An orphan without a home." Ling Yanyan thought of the small house she once lived in with her father.
The small house we lived in was later demolished.
"You have a family. From now on, as long as there is a place with you and me, it will be home." Feng Zhiming looked at her self-pitying eyes, "Aren't you very strong? Aren't you the strong Ling Yanyan? This is very unlike you.
, not like the first time I saw you."
Ling Yanyan raised the corners of her lips, "I can do whatever I want! You don't have to worry about it, this is my freedom."
"Then decorate this place into the home you want this afternoon!" Feng Zhiming looked at the still somewhat empty room.
"I have my own house to live in. Why decorate this place? I can't keep up with your taste. You can handle it yourself. I'm going back." Ling Yanyan wouldn't be so stupid. For a man like him, she
Don't dare to mess with it.
Feng Zhiming pulled her and said, "No! You will live here from today on." Ling Yanyan opened her eyes wide, "What?! I live here? I don't want it." She would live in such a good place.
Can't sleep.
"I'll stay if I say so. It's useless for you to refuse." Feng Zhiming had known that she would refuse.
Ling Yanyan couldn't help but say: "You are overbearing and rude."
"I am domineering and rude. What is your answer?" Feng Zhiming smiled instead of getting angry.
Ling Yanyan raised her head to face him without showing any signs of weakness, "I don't agree." After saying that, she walked out of the room.
"It doesn't matter if you don't agree. Then I'll call Li Rui now and ask people to demolish the orphanage." Feng Zhiming raised the phone in his hand to her.
Ling Yanyan hurriedly turned around and tried to snatch the mobile phone from his hand, but he avoided her, "How is it? Your answer."
"Okay, I promise. As long as you don't demolish the orphanage, I will agree to any conditions." Ling Yanyan still gave in.
Feng Zhiming put the phone back in his pocket, "Let's go!" He looked at her with a successful expression and walked out of the apartment with his arms around her.
Ling Yanyan could only follow him passively, the orphanage was her only weakness.
Wang Xueyi was sitting in the western restaurant, waiting for Feng Zhiming to arrive, "Miss, do you want to order something?" the waiter came over and asked.
"Wait a minute, pour me a glass of ice water." Wang Xueyi waved her hand and looked at the door without blinking, but she still didn't see Feng Zhiming's arrival. She took out her mobile phone and dialed his number.
Called, but no one answered.
Then she called the secretary's office number and said, "Mr. Wang, the president has left the company." The secretary's answer made her frown even tighter.
After waiting for three hours, when it was time to go to work at three o'clock, Wang Xueyi only drank a glass of water, left the restaurant, and returned to the company.
He took the elevator to the top floor, but was stopped by Li Rui, "Mr. Wang, what can I do for you?"
"I'm here to find Zhi Ming." Wang Xueyi pulled Li Rui's arm to stop her.
Li Rui stopped her without moving, "Mr. Wang, the president is not in the office."
"No, I want to go in and take a look." Wang Xueyi broke into the president's office anyway. She went to take a closer look at every place inside, even the lounge and the private bathroom, but there was still no one there.
"Mr. Wang, the president is really not here, can you go out?" Li Rui asked Wang Xueyi to leave the office with a straight face.
Wang Xueyi took two steps and then turned back, "Li Rui, you know where Zhi Ming is, right? Can you tell me? I'm worried about him."
"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry." Li Rui answered her simply and made a greeting gesture.
Wang Xueyi snorted before leaving.
Feng Zhiming took Ling Yanyan to the furniture mall. It was full of expensive imported furniture. Ling Yanyan didn't even dare to touch it, she could only look at it.
"Hurry up and pick! Pick what you like." Feng Zhiming said to Ling Yanyan standing aside.
Ling Yanyan looked at the expensive furniture, walked around in a circle, came back and sat down, "Um, are you sure you want to buy it here?" Ling Yanyan confirmed with him again.
Feng Zhiming nodded and took a sip of tea without frowning. "Hurry up and pick. We have other things to do."
Ling Yanyan stood up and said, "Okay, I'll choose."
Choosing the most expensive one will make you feel bad. Ling Yanyan got up and spent more than half an hour choosing a set of white sofas and a set of glass coffee tables with leather bases.
"The choice has been made." Ling Yanyan came back as if she was relieved.
"Just these two?" Feng Zhiming looked at the sample pictures pointed out to her by the mall manager. The main reason was that her time was not calculated in terms of money. It took half an hour to choose two pieces of furniture.
Feng Zhiming took the sample brochure from the mall manager's hand and said, "This, this, this." Feng Zhiming didn't look at the price, and pointed to the dressing table and other items in the sample brochure without mercy.
Ling Yanyan thought she had made a good choice, but she didn't expect Feng Zhiming to be more powerful than her, okay! He is rich, but he doesn't regard money as money.
Finally, Feng Zhiming took out his gold card and swiped it, then gave the mall manager the address and asked him to deliver the goods to his door at the designated time.
After the two of them had selected all the furniture and decorations, it was already evening when they returned to the apartment. Of course, Ling Yanyan deliberately spent most of the time.
"Phew, I'm so tired." Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa, feeling like she was about to collapse from exhaustion.
Feng Zhiming also sat down, "Your physical strength is too weak, I suggest you run to work from now on." Looking at Ling Yanyan who was leaning on the sofa, he joked.