After a long while, he let her go and asked, "Is the baby in your belly good today?" Feng Zhiming put his big hand on her bulging belly.
"Well, you were very good today and didn't kick me!" Ling Yanyan leaned in his arms and covered his big hand with her small hand.
Feng Zhiming adjusted the leather seat so that Ling Yanyan could lean on it more comfortably. "Zhiming, thank you." Ling Yanyan pressed her face against his chest.
"Why do you say such things suddenly? You are my wife." Feng Zhiming chuckled.
Ling Yanyan's slender arms wrapped around his neck, "It's my mother's business, thank you!"
"I'm not unconditional." Feng Zhiming's face came closer.
"You, you can't act recklessly, the baby in your belly is watching!" Ling Yanyan looked at his face that was approaching her, and put her little hands on his chest in a panic.
Feng Zhiming smiled evilly, "Honey, you think too much. My condition is that you smile every day and stop frowning."
"I didn't think too much, why are you so close?" Ling Yanyan's face turned red. Who let him get so close, and his eyes were narrowed, so she thought wrongly.
That’s it!
"Now that you've thought about it, won't you be disappointed if I don't do it?" Feng Zhiming buried his face in her neck, smelling the feminine fragrance on her body.
At this time, the door of the office was opened, and Qiu Yuxin saw the ambiguous posture of the two of them as soon as she came in.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it." He looked at them with innocent eyes.
Feng Zhiming held Ling Yanyan in his arms, "Next time you don't remember to knock on the door, don't blame me for asking Li Rui to kick you out."
"I told you I didn't mean it! Besides, this is an office, so you don't have to be like this, right?" Qiu Yuxin was lucky enough to meet him more than once.
"What's wrong with you?" Feng Zhiming asked calmly.
"It's nothing, I just happened to pass by here, so I came over to take a look." Qiu Yuxin walked to the sofa and sat down. She was embarrassed to say that she wanted to come and see Li Rui. She was so busy recently that she couldn't even call her phone.
She didn't answer, but who knew that as soon as she came in, she met Li Rui in the elevator who was about to go out.
Just then, Qiu Yuxin and Ling Yanyan were sitting in the tea room chatting.
Three days later, Shen Yushu and Mo Fangming booked tickets to fly to the United States at noon, while Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming went to see them off.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the airport, watching the plane take off.
"Don't worry too much, it will be fine." Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan for a long time and was unwilling to leave.
Ling Yanyan looked at the sky, the plane had disappeared from sight, "I don't know when we will meet next time."
"Don't think too much, we can also go see her." Of course, it is impossible for her to fly with her big belly now.
As time went by, Ling Yanyan’s belly was getting bigger and bigger, and she was getting closer and closer to her due date. She stroked her bulging belly with her hand and said with a happy smile on her face, “The baby must be good.
Stay there for a few days.”
Feng Zhiming received a call from Yang Yunfang and went to the villa.
"Mom, what's going on?" Feng Zhiming asked Yang Yunfang who was sitting on the sofa as soon as he entered the villa.
Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming, "Son! This Yanyan is about to give birth. You don't want her to stay alone in the villa, right?"
"Wouldn't it be better for Yanyan and I to live in the beach villa?" Feng Zhiming didn't care.
"It's not bad. Yanyan always needs someone to take care of her. When the child is born, she will also have to take care of her." Yang Yunfang has been worried about this problem, and Wang Xueyi in the guest room has been a lot quieter recently, but she is just quiet every day.
Staying quietly, no longer resisting, just never leaving the door.
Feng Zhiming crossed his legs naturally, "As long as I'm here, you can also hire a nanny."
"No! I want to take care of my grandson." Yang Yunfang disagreed. This was something she had been looking forward to for a long time. Yiyi even regretted not seeing her grow up. This time, no matter what, she had to take care of the child.
"Then what do you want?" Feng Zhiming watched Yang Yunfang circling around, still circling in the same place.
Yang Yunfang sighed, "Forget it, you can figure it out for yourself. You can live wherever you want." There were some words that she couldn't say.
"That's good, I have to go back to accompany Yanyan." Feng Zhiming stood up and remembered the ringtone of his cell phone, "Yanyan?" and answered the phone.
"Zhi Ming, my stomach hurts." Ling Yanyan's voice was a little weak.
"What? I'll be right back." Feng Zhiming picked up the suit jacket on the table and walked out.
Yang Yunfang also followed, "Son, what's wrong with Yanyan?"
"She said she had a stomachache. I have to go back now." Feng Zhiming got into the car and drove away before Yang Yunfang could stop her.
Yang Yunfang hurriedly walked back to the villa and walked up to the second floor. "Hubby, hurry up, we have to go and have a look. It seems that Yanyan is about to give birth." She started talking in the corridor before entering the room.
Yang Yunfang walked into the room, changed her clothes, then called the driver, prepared the car, and drove out of the villa.
The whole villa fell silent in an instant. Wang Xueyi stood in front of the window with a bitter smile on her lips. She wrote a few words on a piece of white paper and then walked out of the villa.
Feng Zhiming ignored the red lights along the way and ran as fast as possible back to the villa on the beach.
Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa, her fingertips turned white, and she clutched the armrest of the sofa tightly, sweat breaking out on her forehead.
"Yanyan!" As soon as Feng Zhiming entered the villa, he saw the pain on Ling Yanyan's face. He picked her up by the waist and strode towards the car.
When they arrived at the hospital, Ling Yanyan was pushed into the delivery room, but Feng Zhiming was stopped outside the door and could only wait.
After a while, Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang also came, "How are you?"
"I don't know yet." Feng Zhiming was also a little at a loss. For him, this was the first time he was so nervous. He was not there when Yiyi was born, and he was not there when Qianqian was born.
At this time, a nurse came out of the delivery room. Yang Yunfang stopped her and asked, "Nurse, how is my wife?"
"The amniotic fluid has broken and I'm about to give birth." The nurse put down her words in a hurry and walked quickly to the next room. After getting her things, she walked into the delivery room.
After more than an hour, the nurse came out and said, "Congratulations, mother and child are safe."
The three people outside the delivery room finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I go see Yanyan now?"
"The patient is very weak now. You will go to the general ward to see her later." The nurse said to Feng Zhiming.
"Can we go see the child?" Yang Yunfang asked the nurse.
The nurse nodded, "Okay, we have sent the child to the nursery. You can go over there to see it." The nurse pointed to the nursery at the other end of the corridor.
Feng Zhiming stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Ling Yanyan who was pale and sleeping, and put his hand on her face.
Ling Yanyan woke up slowly, "Zhi Ming, where is the child?"
"Our son is very healthy." Feng Zhiming said with a smile.
"Really! I want to see the child." Ling Yanyan wanted to sit up.
Feng Zhiming supported her, "Don't move around. The doctor said you are very weak and need a good rest. The child will be seen later."
At this time, Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao walked in, "Yanyan, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Dad, Mom, you're here too, I'm fine." Ling Yanyan smiled.
"That's good. You must have a good rest and take good care of your body. Zhi Ming, Yanyan just gave birth to a child, so she must be very weak. You must take good care of her, you know?" Yang Yunfang explained.