Tears flowed from Wang Xueyi's eyes and fell on the divorce agreement. She bit her lip with her teeth and finally signed her name.
It's over! Everything was over the moment she signed it.
Chen Feng was surprisingly calm, walked to Wang Xueyi's side, helped her up, "Let's go!" As soon as he stood up, he heard Sissy's voice.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? Where are you going?" Sissi hugged Wang Xueyi's leg tightly.
"Let's go, let's go, let's go." Yang Yunfang felt heartbroken when she saw Qian Qian.
"Grandma, why did you drive my mommy away?" Sissi ran over with her small body and stood next to Yang Yunfang.
"I'm not your grandma!" Yang Yunfang pushed her away, and now she was so angry when she saw the child.
Sissi fell down on the shag carpet, and she, who had always been doted upon, began to cry.
"Wang Xueyi, take this bastard away quickly. It's annoying to see him." Yang Yunfang waved her hand impatiently.
Wang Xueyi stepped forward, took her daughter's hand, "Sissi, come with mommy." She walked out of the hall, turned her head, took a look at the villa, and then walked out.
But Ling Yanyan raised her head and looked at Feng Zhiming. She saw a stern face with no emotion at all. She stretched out her slender arms and put them around his waist.
Shen Yushu fell down on the sofa. She didn't expect that things would turn out like this. But when she saw Mo Fangming's gloomy face, what she wanted to say was stuck in her throat.
As Wang Xueyi and the others left, the entire villa fell silent.
Feng Zhiming put his arms around Ling Yanyan's slender waist and walked to the second floor.
"Would you do this?" As soon as Ling Yanyan opened her mouth, Feng Zhiming stopped her.
"You don't have to say anything. This is the greatest tolerance for her. Do you still want me to give her a luxury villa? Or a brand-name RV?" Feng Zhiming glared at her.
Ling Yanyan finished her words and could only lower her head slightly, "That's not what I meant."
"Then don't say it." In fact, Feng Zhiming already knew what kind of person Ling Yanyan was, and if she said it to make him angry, it would be better not to say it.
Ling Yanyan sat down by the bed, looking a little weak, as if she hadn't recovered from the situation just now.
Feng Zhiming sat down next to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and gently held her in his arms, "I told you, don't think about anything, just listen to me."
She sighed slightly and leaned into his arms. Everything was over. However, when she looked at Wang Xueyi's lonely back, she couldn't bear it. Was Wang Xueyi wrong? She was not wrong. She just loved the wrong person. She
I just wanted to keep that love, but I used the wrong method.
Feng Zhiming felt Ling Yanyan in his arms and listened to her steady breathing. He hugged her and lay flat on the bed. He used too much force and pulled the wound on her back. He frowned slightly and covered her with the quilt.
, sat down by the bed.
His big hand touched her face, looking at the faint pink mark left on her neck, his sexy lips came down and kissed her gently.
The person on the bed groaned, turned over and continued to sleep. Looking at the somewhat haggard Ling Yanyan, Feng Zhiming lay down next to her in clothes and let her lean into his arms, with Ling Yanyan pillowing his head.
His arms, surrounded by the familiar scent, slept soundly.
When he opened his eyes again, the sky was already filled with light. Looking at the handsome face close at hand, he buried his head and shrank into his arms.
Feng Zhiming's arms hugged her slender waist tightly, and their bodies were close to each other. After a long time, Ling Yanyan moved her body and wanted to get up.
"Don't move, let me hold you for a while." Feng Zhiming said lazily.
"But..." Ling Yanyan was afraid that she might accidentally touch his wound.
Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, looked at her, lowered his head and kissed her lips, kissing her lightly, "Sleep a little longer."
He didn't want her to be too tired, so she stayed with him in the hospital for a week, and the dark shadows under her eyes became thicker and thicker.
Ling Yanyan could only close her eyes obediently and nestle in his arms.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in the office, while Ling Yanyan was sitting on the sofa nearby, listening to him explaining things to his secretary. The fashion magazine he was holding in his hand had been flipped through countless times.
Half an hour later, the secretary recorded everything and left the office.
Feng Zhiming put down the gold pen in his hand and walked towards her, "Are you bored?" He reached out and took away the fashion magazine.
"No." Ling Yanyan smiled and shook her head, "I was afraid you were too tired."
She had just been discharged from the hospital and was busy coming to the company, so she insisted on following him. It had been three days in a row. Whether it was going to the hospital for a review or at the company, Ling Yanyan followed him.
"If you're bored, just go out for a walk. I'll come find you after the meeting." Feng Zhiming touched her long, silky hair.
"I'll ask Li Rui to take you there."
"No need, I'll just go for a walk nearby." Ling Yanyan pressed a kiss on his face and smiled sweetly.
Feng Zhiming held her in his arms and whispered in her ear, "Call me if you need anything."
Ling Yanyan walked out of the company, but she didn't know where to go. But just after taking two steps, a voice stopped her. She turned her head and saw Shen Yushu standing two steps away from her.
"Yanyan, can you talk to me?" Shen Yushu asked her, with a pleading tone in her tone.
"I think we have nothing to talk about." Ling Yanyan refused.
It's not that she is cruel, it's just that she doesn't know how to face her. It's better to just treat her as a stranger. In this way, at least, she won't have any burden.
Ling Yanyan walked forward, and Shen Yushu followed, "Yanyan, do you hate me so much? You don't even want to talk to me?" She thought about it all night and talked with Mo Fangming all night.
Now she can give up her relationship with Mo Fangming for more than 20 years for Ling Yanyan, but it's too late!
"Don't follow me anymore." Ling Yanyan turned her head and said to her.
Shen Yushu grabbed her: "Yanyan!"
"I don't want to see you now." Ling Yanyan broke away from her hand and walked forward.
Turning a corner, Ling Yanyan was suddenly pulled hard, and Wang Xueyi appeared in front of her.
"What do you want to do here?" Ling Yanyan saw that her hair was a little messy, and the makeup on her face had lost its luster, and the smile on her lips frightened her.
"I won't do anything, so don't be afraid." Wang Xueyi smiled lightly, "I'm here to save you! Look, that old woman keeps holding you."
"Wang Xueyi?" Ling Yanyan looked at her doubtfully.
Wang Xueyi stretched out her index finger and put it between her lips, "Shh, don't talk, be careful not to be overheard by that old woman."
When Shen Yushu saw Wang Xueyi pulling Ling Yanyan, she felt worried and said, "Xueyi, let go of Yanyan."
"Yanyan? Who is Yanyan? Her? You old woman has recognized the wrong person. She is Yuqing, my good sister Yuqing." Wang Xueyi giggled.
Shen Yushu was a little panicked and wanted to walk over, "Xueyi, mom, please, don't hurt Yanyan."
****** Dear friends, first update in the morning...Thank you for the flowers, tickets and VIPs, okay~~