Feng Zhiming suddenly stopped and said, "No need!" He already understood what she meant.
But Qiu Yuxin bumped into him. She could only touch her sore nose and pouted, "I know, you're stingy!"
"What?" Feng Zhiming frowned and glared at Qiu Yuxin, "Don't follow my mother's nonsense, otherwise I won't be polite." After staying in the United States for several years, this little girl has become more and more temperamental.
"But, my aunt told me to let me catch you and be your wife." Qiu Yuxin looked helpless.
Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows: "Do you think it's possible?" He reached out and tapped her head.
"What is possible and impossible? I am not interested in being a mistress, not to mention, you have never been in my eyes." Qiu Yuxin blinked with her sly eyes.
Feng Zhiming continued to walk forward, "Ouch." Qiu Yuxin, who was wearing high heels, accidentally stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, Feng Zhiming caught her in time, "Are you okay?"
This scene happened to be seen by Ling Yanyan who was walking out of the hall.
When Qiu Yuxin saw Ling Yanyan, she leaned closer to Feng Zhiming's hand and wrapped her arms around his waist.
"I sprained my foot." Qiu Yuxin pouted and said pitifully.
Feng Zhiming looked at her suspiciously.
Qiu Yuxin's eyes skipped over him and looked behind him.
But when Feng Zhiming turned his head, he only saw Ling Yanyan's somewhat lonely back.
"You are so ridiculous!" Feng Zhiming said displeasedly, his eyebrows furrowed.
"It seems that you are in love with Yanyan." Qiu Yuxin steadied herself, watching Feng Zhiming anxious about Ling Yanyan, and teasing him with a smile when he saw the anxious look on her back.
"Then do you have any objections?" Feng Zhiming's eyes stared at her, and he knew at a glance that her harmless face was not that simple.
Qiu Yuxin shook her long hair and said, "I'm jealous!" After saying this, she passed him and walked into the hall.
Yang Yunfang warmly greeted Qiu Yuxin to sit next to her, "Yuxin, come, sit next to Auntie and eat some fruit."
Ling Yanyan lowered her head. She wished she hadn't gone out just now and hadn't seen that scene.
Feng Zhiming walked in, sat down next to her, and put his long arms around her slender waist, but he could clearly feel that her body was slightly stiff.
"Let's go back!" Feng Zhiming whispered in Ling Yanyan's ear.
Before Ling Yanyan could speak, Yang Yunfang spoke in advance, "Zhiming, if you leave, how will Yuxin go back?"
"She will go back as she came." Feng Zhiming said nonchalantly, while picking up Yiyi who was sitting on the sofa and felt sleepy.
Qiu Yuxin stood up at this moment, "Aunt, it's okay, just let Zhi Ming take me to the city." She picked up the handbag on the side and said, "Uncle and Aunt, I'll go back first."
"Okay, come and play often when you have time." Yang Yunfang smiled broadly.
A charming smile appeared on Qiu Yuxin's face, "Okay, Auntie, I'm afraid you will find me annoying then."
"No, no, be careful on the road! Zhiming, you have to send Yu Xin home. It's very dangerous for a girl to go back." Yang Yunfang followed him out of the living room, explaining from time to time.
Feng Zhiming acted as if he hadn't heard anything and didn't reply a word. He walked to the garage and said, "Let me hug Yiyi." Ling Yanyan said coldly, took Yiyi from his arms, and got into the back seat of the car.
Qiu Yuxin sat in the passenger seat without any courtesy. Feng Zhiming glared at Yuxin helplessly and drove away from the villa.
Ling Yanyan hugged her sleeping daughter, lowered her head slightly, and just looked at Yiyi. Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan through the rearview mirror from time to time, but only saw her lowering her head without saying a word.
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Qiu Yuxin looked at the scenery outside the window happily, then turned to look at Ling Yanyan in the back seat of the car. She did this on purpose to see how Feng Zhiming would go back to coax Ling Yanyan.
The car quickly stopped in the city, "Okay, you can take a taxi back to the apartment." Feng Zhiming parked the car in the city without mercy.
"Zhi Ming, aren't you? Are you really putting me here?" Qiu Yuxin looked at Feng Zhiming in disbelief.
"Didn't you say this yourself?" Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Just do what I say? Then I ask you to marry me, will you do it?" Qiu Yuxin put her hand on his shoulder.
He is such an incomprehensible man. I really don’t know how Ling Yanyan could fall in love with him. However, love doesn’t need any reason.
Feng Zhiming slapped her hand away on his shoulder, "Can you get out of the car?" There was a limit to his patience.
"I can get off the car, but how do I go back?" Qiu Yuxin put her hand on the door handle.
"You can go back how you like." Feng Zhiming said, but his eyes kept looking at Ling Yanyan through the rearview mirror.
Qiu Yuxin had a slight smile on her face, "Zhi Ming, you see it's so late. A beautiful woman like me goes to take a taxi. What if I run into a ** driver?"
"Then I'll call him and ask him to pick you up." Feng Zhiming took out his cell phone and was about to dial, but Qiu Yuxin stopped him, "No, I'd better get off the car."
Qiu Yuxin had just opened the car door, but before she even took a step forward, Ling Yanyan raised her head slightly and said, "It's better to send Miss Yuxin back. It's so late."
In fact, she really didn't want to speak. The two of them were flirting in the car, and he said every word to her as if she didn't exist.
"It's better Yanyan, do you hear me? Send me back!" Qiu Yuxin closed the car door again with a proud smile on her face.
Feng Zhiming could only restart the engine and drive in the direction Qiu Yuxin said.
By the time I saw Qiu Yuxin off and returned to the villa, it was almost midnight.
Ling Yanyan silently carried Yiyi into the villa and walked up to the room prepared for Yiyi on the second floor.
Feng Zhiming walked upstairs and didn't see Ling Yanyan in the bedroom. He walked to Yiyi's room opposite and saw Ling Yanyan holding Yiyi with her back to the door.
"Yiyi is asleep, let's take a rest." He walked to the bed and as soon as his hand touched Ling Yanyan, she avoided him.
"I'll sleep with Yiyi tonight." Ling Yanyan said without looking back.
Feng Zhiming frowned slightly, "Why are you so angry?"
"I'm not losing my temper. I haven't seen Yiyi for so long and I just want to sleep with her at night." Ling Yanyan lowered her voice to avoid waking up her sleeping daughter.
"Then you..." Before he could finish his words, Feng Zhiming's cell phone rang. He looked at the unfamiliar number and didn't answer it. Less than three seconds later, his cell phone rang again.
"Hello." Feng Zhiming answered the phone in a bad tone.
"Who messed with you? Your tone is so bad." Qiu Yuxin rejoiced on the other end of the phone.
Feng Zhiming's brows furrowed even more tightly, "Yu Xin?"
"You can tell it's me. I'm here to thank you, no, I'm here to thank Yanyan. Otherwise, how could I have gotten home safely!" Qiu Yuxin's low laughter reached Feng Zhiming's ears,
It sounds so harsh.
"It's all your fault. I don't have time to talk to you, so I hung up." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone.
****** Dear friends, I am busy at work today, so I will update a chapter first...