"Wait a minute!" Yang Yunfang stopped them and walked up to them, "Is it because of you again?" She moved her eyes to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan pursed her lips and said, "Auntie."
"I knew it was you! How many times did you try to hurt Zhiming? He went out fine, but his hand became like this again." Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming's hand distressedly.
"It's okay, it's a minor injury. I'm tired, Yanyan, let's go up and rest." Feng Zhiming had known what Yang Yunfang would say. If Yanyan hadn't insisted on coming back here, he didn't want her to come here and suffer injustice.
Yang Yunfang looked at the backs of the two of them and sighed helplessly, eh, she didn't know what to do with these two people?
"Grandma, don't blame Mommy. Daddy must have been injured to protect Mommy. Daddy loves Mommy, and grandma can also love Mommy." Yiyi stood next to Yang Yunfang and said to her like a little adult.
With.
Yang Yunfang picked up Yiyi and said, "Okay, grandma's precious granddaughter." Yiyi is such a lovable child.
Ling Yanyan supported Feng Zhiming into the room on the second floor, "Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and rest?"
"Not tired!" Feng Zhiming was in great spirits as soon as he entered the room, unlike when he was downstairs just now, looking tired.
"Didn't you just say you were tired?" Ling Yanyan helped him take off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger.
Feng Zhiming pulled her to sit down on the sofa, "Don't be busy." He let her lean into his arms.
"But I haven't packed my luggage yet." Ling Yanyan looked at the suitcase that Li Rui helped carry up.
"Let the servants take care of this." Feng Zhiming leaned against her on the sofa, just leaning against each other quietly.
Feng Zhiming's hands were inconvenient. Therefore, Ling Yanyan returned to working from nine to five every day and became his personal assistant.
Ling Yanyan flipped through the documents, while Feng Zhiming only signed on the side, "Fortunately, I injured my left hand, otherwise you would have to do the signing for me." Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan sitting at the desk with satisfaction.
Busy printing various materials and reports.
"You..." Ling Yanyan raised her head and glared at him.
He was embarrassed, using this excuse, she stayed with him twenty-four hours a day, even taking care of him when he was eating and bathing, yet he actually dared to make sarcastic remarks.
At this time, the secretary knocked on the door and came in, "President, it's time for the meeting."
Feng Zhiming nodded, "Yes, I understand, Secretary Chen, Assistant Ling won't be attending this meeting, so you can take the meeting minutes." After taking a look at Ling Yanyan who was busy, he decided to give her some time to rest.
The office was very quiet except for the sound of paper being turned. The phone rang. Ling Yanyan looked at the incoming call number jumping on the screen, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the phone.
"Hello, hello!" Ling Yanyan said softly.
"Is this Miss Ling Yanyan?" came a calm middle-aged man's voice, which was somewhat familiar.
"It's me, who are you?" Ling Yanyan asked.
Mo Fangming's voice slowly hesitated, "I'm Mo Fangming, can we talk?"
"Mr. Mo, we should have nothing to talk about." Ling Yanyan didn't know why he called her suddenly. It had been so long, and there were some things she wanted to forget.
"If you have time, come out with me for a cup of coffee! I'll pick you up downstairs in the company." Mo Fangming's tone was so sincere that Ling Yanyan couldn't refuse.
Ling Yanyan took her bag and walked out of the office, but she didn't realize that she had left her cell phone on the desk and forgot to pick it up.
Mo Fangming's car stopped at the entrance of Feng's Enterprise. As soon as he saw Ling Yanyan walking out of the company, he immediately opened the door and got out. The two of them got into the back seat of the car together, and the driver drove away.
In the coffee shop, the two of them were sitting face to face. Mo Fangming looked at Ling Yanyan and said, "You are exactly the same as Yu Qing. Seeing you is like seeing Yu Qing. Unfortunately, she has already left.
So many years."
"Mr. Mo, did you come to me today just to talk about this matter?" Ling Yanyan did not expect that he would mention Yuqing to her.
Mo Fangming looked at her, "Are you really unwilling to recognize your mother?"
"Why should I recognize her?" Ling Yanyan's heart sank, she didn't want to see her at all.
"Although she once hurt you and abandoned you, she still loves you." After so long, Mo Fangming also thought about many things. Maybe, she was at fault in the past, but after all, that
It's a thing of the past.
Ling Yanyan smiled bitterly, "She loves me? It's not me she loves. All she wants is money and status." When she thought of what Shen Yushu had done, her heart ached fiercely.
"Perhaps, that was in the past, at least, that's not what she thinks now." Mo Fangming also wanted to save some things.
"I don't want to know about her." Ling Yanyan bit her lip tightly. She was doing well now. Whether she had a mother or not, it didn't matter to her at all.
Mo Fangming stopped her from getting up, "Now she insists on getting a divorce for you. She said she wanted to repent for the mistakes she had made."
"I can't decide whether you divorce or not, and I will never have anything to do with her again. I'm sorry! I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" Ling Yanyan picked up her bag and left quickly.
Mo Fangming looked at her leaving back. It seemed that she was really deeply hurt. Time could not erase the hatred in her heart, nor could it make up for the regrets and shortcomings in her heart.
Ling Yanyan almost ran out of the cafe. She didn't have a mother. She had never had a mother, and she never would have one in the future. Why should she keep disturbing her peaceful life? She just wanted to live peacefully like this for the rest of her life, without thinking about anything else.
, as long as you have Zhi Ming accompanying you, that’s enough.
Walking aimlessly on the street, the sky suddenly darkened, and after a while, heavy rain poured down. Ling Yanyan did not hide, nor did she want to hide, and allowed herself to get wet from the rain.
She didn't know how long she walked like this. The dark sky and two dazzling car lights fascinated her eyes. A wave of dizziness hit her, and Ling Yanyan collapsed on the ground.
The car slammed on the brakes, "Lao Li, what's going on?" The man in his twenties sitting in the back seat of the car leaned forward and almost hit the back of the front seat.
"Master, someone in front has fainted." The driver, Lao Li, came to his senses, took an umbrella, quickly got out of the car, and walked to Ling Yanyan, who was only one meter away from the car.
"Miss, miss, wake up!" The driver, Lao Li, saw that she was soaked all over and couldn't wake her up no matter how hard she screamed.
At this time, the man in the back seat of the car stepped forward and got out of the car, "What's wrong?" he asked calmly, not caring at all about the rain hitting him.
"Master, why did you get out of the car?" The driver, Lao Li, quickly moved the umbrella to the young master's side. "This lady fainted."
He bent down and pushed away the black hair that covered his face. A fair and pure face came into his eyes. He lost consciousness for a moment. Then, he picked her up by the waist and strode towards the car.
"Master!" the driver Lao Li followed.
"What are you still doing? Drive quickly!" He held Ling Yanyan, who was soaked in his arms, and yelled at the driver, Lao Li.
The driver, Lao Li, turned around innocently and asked, "Master, where are we going now?"
"Go back to the apartment!" After saying these three words coldly, he lowered his head and stared at the person in his arms, and wiped her face with a towel.