"If you don't want to, forget it!" Feng Zhiming was about to get out of bed, but Ling Yanyan reached out to hold him back, "Okay, I agree!"
Ling Yanyan lowered her head and placed a shallow kiss on his upturned sexy thin lips, then raised her head to meet his eyes, "Is that okay?"
"Although it's a bit reluctant, it's still acceptable." Feng Zhiming nodded slightly.
"Then you are willing to take me there?" Ling Yanyan's watery eyes lit up.
Feng Zhiming nodded, "Let's go! However, I can only take a look at her outside."
"Okay." The two of them took a step back and reached an agreement.
Feng Zhiming was driving the car, while Ling Yanyan was sitting in the passenger seat, holding a handbag tightly in her hand.
More than half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of Ren'en Psychiatric Hospital in the suburbs.
Ling Yanyan opened the door and got out of the car. Her body became unsteady and she fell into Feng Zhiming's arms. "Can you leave?" He asked softly in her ear.
Ling Yanyan nodded, it was not him who caused her weak legs now.
A doctor in white robes came out and took them to a ward. Through the glass window, Ling Yanyan saw Wang Xueyi with long messy hair. The white hospital clothes on her body made her look even paler and more fragile, and her eyes were gone.
Guangcai giggled from time to time.
"Doctor, is she seriously ill?" Ling Yanyan turned to the doctor and asked, "Can it be cured?"
The doctor paused and said, "Her illness is a bit difficult. More importantly, she is self-protective now and is unwilling to open up her heart. Moreover, she has a big shadow in her heart. We will cooperate with her on the basis of drug treatment."
Psychological treatment, but we cannot guarantee 100% whether it can cure it."
Ling Yanyan's hand holding the handbag trembled slightly, and the handbag fell to the ground.
Feng Zhiming bent down and picked up her handbag. Looking at the slight worry on her face, he sighed in his heart. He shouldn't have brought her here.
Ling Yanyan looked at her through the window for a long time before turning and leaving.
"Doctor, please, we must cure her." Ling Yanyan said to the doctor, "No matter how much it costs, we must cure her."
The doctor nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, we will do our best."
"Let's go then!" Feng Zhiming led Ling Yanyan out of the hospital. After getting into the car, Ling Yanyan still lowered her head slightly.
"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming's hand held her slightly cold hand tightly.
"I'm fine, I just feel so pitiful that Wang Xueyi is like this. She is very innocent, and she is even more innocent when she falls in love with you." Ling Yanyan said lightly.
Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms, "Love is not wrong. But the only one I love is you."
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, I think she will be fine."
Driving back to the villa, just as she entered the door, the cell phone in her bag rang. Looking at the incoming call, Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "Yiyi!"
"Mommy, grandpa is taking me to see Mommy tomorrow. Will Mommy come to pick up Yiyi?" Yiyi's childish voice softened her heart.
"Okay." Ling Yanyan agreed with a smile, "Mommy will pick up Yiyi tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Zhiming looked at her, "Are you so happy that Yiyi is here?"
"I miss Yiyi so much." Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms and said lightly.
"Do you think Yiyi is a little lonely alone?" Feng Zhiming bit her sensitive earlobe and said softly.
"Will it?" Ling Yanyan asked back.
"Of course." Feng Zhiming answered affirmatively.
Ling Yanyan turned her head and said, "I will spend more time with Yiyi."
"No! Your time is all mine." Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.
"What about Yiyi?" Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest.
"Then let's have another one to keep her company." Feng Zhiming smiled evilly.
"don't want!"
"It's okay if you don't want to! You have to listen to me!" Feng Zhiming's hands began to reach towards her waist.
A cell phone rang. Feng Zhiming frowned and took out the phone, "President, Madam, she came to the company to see you."
"I know, let her wait in the office." Feng Zhiming said calmly.
Ling Yanyan sat down next to him, "Go and do your work, I'm fine."
"Well, wait for me to come back and have dinner together in the evening." Feng Zhiming said to her, then picked up the car keys and walked out of the villa.
Ling Yanyan watched him leave, turned back to the room, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched him drive away.
Turning around and looking at the room, she started to clean up the room. She didn't need a maid, she wanted to take care of the house herself. She walked into the kitchen and looked at the unfinished porridge in the pot. The corners of her mouth raised. He actually wanted to do this for her.
She cooks herself.
Only in this way will it feel like a home! As long as it is normal and normal, it will be fine.
Feng Zhiming walked into the office and saw Yang Yunfang sitting on the sofa waiting.
"Mom, why are you here?" Feng Zhiming sat down on another single sofa.
"Zhi Ming, are you my son? If such a big thing happened, you can just take Ling Yanyan to live outside. You don't care about the family affairs, right?" Yang Yunfang said angrily.
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Feng Zhiming's legs naturally crossed, "Mom, do you still have any prejudice against Ling Yanyan?"
"It's not that I have any prejudice against her, it's that she is really not suitable for you." Yang Yunfang said to him: "If it hadn't been for her appearance, there wouldn't have been so many troubles. Now let me accept her as my wife.
How can you accept it?"
"Mom, I told you, whether you accept it or not, I just want to marry Yanyan." Feng Zhiming said lightly.
"You are just a fool, I will help you find a suitable partner." Yang Yunfang is not soft at all.
Feng Zhiming sighed helplessly, "Mom, stop messing around. If nothing happens, just go back!"
"You!" Yang Yunfang stood up helplessly, "I'll take care of your business anyway." She turned around and left the office.
Feng Zhiming walked back to his desk and sat down, flexing his slender hands and tapping the mahogany table top.
Li Rui knocked on the door and walked into the office. "President, this document requires your signature." He placed a piece of information in front of him.
Feng Zhiming flipped through it, then picked up the gold pen on the table and wrote his name gracefully.
Li Rui took the document and was about to go out, but was stopped by Feng Zhiming, "Li Rui."
"President." Li Rui turned his head and looked at him.
"Um, um, what do you usually do on dates?" Feng Zhiming asked awkwardly.
Li Rui was stunned for a moment and looked at Feng Zhiming strangely, "A date?"
"You heard that right!" Feng Zhiming looked at Li Rui with confusion on his face.
"Well, CEO, you also know that I am single." The implication is that there is nothing he can do.
Feng Zhiming waved his hand, "Forget it, you'd better ask Secretary Zhang to come in!"
He saw the suppressed smile on Li Rui's face and waved him out.
After a while, Secretary Zhang walked in. Although he was surprised, he was still a little scared of his always serious and unsmiling boss.
After listening to Secretary Zhang's words, Feng Zhiming frowned and lit a cigarette.