Chapter 207 Whether Husband or Not, I Love You the Most
"You just need to take care of your body now, don't worry about anything else, just leave it to me." Feng Zhiming looked at the worry on her face, picked her up and let her lie down on the bed.
"I'm fine now. I don't have to lie like this every day." Looking at Feng Zhiming's careful look, she smiled slightly.
With him here, how could anything happen to her? He is everything to her!
Ling Yanyan found the most comfortable position in his arms and lay down, sleeping peacefully.
After a good night's sleep, she woke up early in the morning and looked at Feng Zhiming, who was sleeping soundly next to her. She gently touched his face with her little hand. He was like a child when he fell asleep. Ling Yanyan smiled faintly and smiled on his face.
I pressed a kiss on my face, got up and got out of bed, put on a set of home clothes, walked downstairs, and started preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
Feng Zhiming turned over, and there was no one on the other side of the bed. He frowned, put on a nightgown and walked downstairs.
"Zhi Ming, you're awake!" Ling Yanyan walked towards him quickly, accidentally tripped, and her whole body leaned forward, "Ah!" Just when she was about to come into semi-close contact with the ground, she was
Feng Zhiming held her slender waist.
"Slow down." Feng Zhiming held her body tightly in front of him, "Why are you up so early?" He held her cold little hand.
Ling Yanyan held him tightly and raised her face, "I'll get up to make breakfast. Are you hungry? Go and freshen up. You can have breakfast. I'll go see if Yiyi wakes up." As she spoke, she hugged him.
Follow him to the second floor.
Feng Zhiming could only shake his head helplessly.
Yiyi sat at the dining table, "Mommy, you made a lot of breakfast today, but have we finished eating?" Looking at the large square dining table filled with all kinds of food, Yiyi stuffed a piece of glutinous rice cake into her mouth.
Into the mouth.
"Yiyi, eat more, and let Daddy eat more." Ling Yanyan said with a smile, and handed a half-cooked sunny-side up poached egg to Feng Zhiming.
They were still having breakfast when Lu Zehao drove Yan'er and Hanghang to the villa, "Oh my God! Yanyan, what kind of meal are you cooking? You've made so much, it's enough for ten people." Yan'er.
As soon as he entered the restaurant and saw the grand occasion, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ling Yanyan in surprise.
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "You are here too, let's eat together!" They came so early, so they must not have eaten either!
"It turns out that we also have a share!" Yan'er smiled and pulled Lu Zehao to sit down on the empty seat.
After breakfast, Lu Zehao took Yan'er and the others to the bridal shop to try on dresses. Ling Yanyan had just stood up to clear the table, "Yanyan, you sit down and rest, I will clean up." Feng Zhiming asked her to sit on the sofa.
Sitting on it.
"No need. I'll just come." Ling Yanyan looked at him hesitantly, watching him put on an apron, "Just sit down!" Feng Zhiming said and started busy in the kitchen.
Ling Yanyan stood in the restaurant and looked at Feng Zhiming who was washing dishes in the kitchen. Suddenly a wave of heat surged up. When had he, the president of a dignified global group, done this? She looked at him clumsily holding the dishes.
He was holding the bowl and washing it under the running faucet. Suddenly Feng Zhiming's hand slipped and the porcelain bowl in his hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces with a bang.
"Don't move." Ling Yanyan spoke quickly, but it was still a step too late. Feng Zhiming had already bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the bowl. By accident, his finger was cut with blood without any warning.
Ling Yanyan's little hand held his, "It's bleeding, why are you so careless?" She looked at his injured hand distressedly.
"It's a small injury, but it doesn't hurt." Feng Zhiming said with a smile when he saw two tears falling on his hand.
"Why doesn't it hurt? Quick, go get some medicine first." Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Ling Yanyan wiped the wound with a cotton swab, "I said you don't need to wash it, but you still have to wash it, and it's still hurt."
Feng Zhiming raised her lowered head and said, "Silly girl, this little injury is nothing. I see you are still crying." He wiped away her tears.
At this time, Sister-in-law Li, who was on vacation, came back. As soon as she came in, she saw the two people in the living room, "Sir, Miss, I'm back."
"Oh, Sister-in-law Li, please help clean up the kitchen." Ling Yanyan turned her head and said to Sister-in-law Li.
Mrs. Li quickly put down the small duffel bag in her hand and walked into the kitchen to start cleaning up the mess.
Feng Zhiming still drove Ling Yanyan to the largest fashion manufacturer in France and handed them the design drawings. "Will it take half a month to complete?" Ling Yanyan felt that it was still a little late.
"Ms. Ling, because the materials and accessories you designed may be difficult to find. If you use other materials to replace them, the three-dimensional effect may not be as strong in all aspects." Although production supervisor Annie has a certain friendship with Ling Yanyan,
, However, Ling Yanyan has always had very high requirements for clothing, let alone a wedding dress, so she cannot be hasty.
In fact, she understood what Annie said, "Annie, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Don't be so polite. We haven't seen each other for such a long time, and you have lost weight again. Let's take your husband to have dinner with you someday when you are free!" Annie glanced at Feng Zhiming, who was sitting aside reading the newspaper and waiting for them.
Ling Yanyan blushed, "He is not my husband."
"Whether he is my husband or not, he is definitely the one who loves you the most." Annie chuckled. She could see Feng Zhiming's thoughtfulness towards her. "No wonder, so many handsome guys fell in love with you in the past. You
I'm also indifferent." Anne teased her.
Feng Zhiming put down the newspaper in his hand and walked forward, "What? Are you talking about me?" With a charming smile on his face, he walked between them.
"No." Ling Yanyan denied it directly. The faster she denied it, the less Feng Zhiming believed it.
"Really?" Feng Zhiming looked at her in disbelief. This silly woman obviously couldn't lie, but she still wanted to deny it.
"Mr. Feng, you are so lucky to have a girl like Yanyan. She was very popular in the past five years! Mr. Jack, the assistant manager of our company, has been chasing her for a long time!" Annie ignored Ling Yanyan.
The look in his eyes indicated that all her secrets were revealed.
"I see." Feng Zhiming put his hand on Ling Yanyan's shoulder.
"Annie, if we have something to do, we'll leave first. Then I'll leave this wedding dress to you." Ling Yanyan was afraid that if Annie continued to speak, Feng Zhiming next to her would become jealous.
As soon as the two people left the office building and got into the car, "Yanyan, do you have something to tell me?"
"No." Ling Yanyan sat in the passenger seat and lowered her head slightly.
"Then what's going on with that Mr. Jack, that assistant manager?" Feng Zhiming asked in a cold voice.
Ling Yanyan tugged at the corner of her lower lip, "Zhi Ming, it's okay! Don't listen to Annie's nonsense." Jack had been chasing her for a long time, but she didn't accept it! Moreover, she didn't accept it if others wanted to chase her.
There is a way to stop it!
"You don't want to say it? Or is it so much that you can't even say it?" Feng Zhiming reached out and squeezed her shoulders.
Ling Yanyan frowned, "It hurts!"
Feng Zhiming glared at her and said, "If you know it hurts, just remember to stay away from other men next time." He let her go and drove away.
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