Ling Yanyan's birthday party and that fashion show became the subject of coverage by major media and magazines. No matter which media or magazine it was, it was published in the first issue.
"Mommy, you are so beautiful!" Yiyi looked at the two people hugging each other closely on the cover of the magazine.
Ling Yanyan touched her daughter's head and said, "Go to bed quickly, it's already so late."
"Okay, good night, Mommy!" Yiyi nodded, put on her slippers, and walked up to the room on the second floor.
"If you want to continue in the design industry, I will support you." Feng Zhiming walked into the bedroom and saw Ling Yanyan standing in front of the window in a daze.
Ling Yanyan turned around and said, "You're back." She walked forward quickly and took the suit jacket he took off.
Feng Zhiming hugged her and sat down on the sofa, "Can I work starting tomorrow?"
"Work?" Ling Yanyan raised her head and looked at him.
"Of course, don't you want to?" Feng Zhiming looked at the surprised expression on her face and pinched her nose lovingly.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "But..."
"Don't worry, you will be busy next time." Feng Zhiming said to her. He decided to include Ling Yanyan's fashion as the main project of the subsidiary Fashion Weekly, which will be the next weekly magazine.
The conference hosts the fashion designs designed by Ling Yanyan, and holds fashion exhibitions in various places from time to time.
The doorbell rang, and Zhang Ma looked at the strange girl standing outside the door. She had sexy curly hair and was wearing a tight red tube top. "Who is it?" Yang Yunfang also walked out. Who is here so early?
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"Uh..." Zhang Ma also looked confused.
"Who are you?" Yang Yunfang asked.
"Aunt, my name is Nina, and I'm here to see Brother Zhiming." A sweet voice sounded.
Yang Yunfang was stunned for a moment. This girl looked like she was only in her twenties. Why did she come to see her son? And she had never heard of Zhi Ming mentioning it, but in the end, she opened the door anyway.
Fu Nina walked in, carrying a small suitcase, and gave Yang Yunfang a big hug as soon as she came in.
"Oh, this kid is so enthusiastic." Yang Yunfang couldn't resist.
At this time, Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan also walked downstairs, "Mom, who is here this morning?" Feng Zhiming stood at the corner of the stairs with Ling Yanyan in his arms.
Before Yang Yunfang could speak, Fu Nina's small body had already nimbly ran to Feng Zhiming's side, "Brother Zhiming, I'm here to see you." Her little hand was still holding his arm tightly.
Feng Zhiming frowned and pulled away the hand on his arm, "Nina?"
"Yes! I'm Nina, brother Zhiming still remembers me!" Fu Nina grabbed his sleeve again without looking at Ling Yanyan beside him.
Feng Zhiming looked at the adult Fu Nina, "Why are you here?" This little girl has disappeared for so many years, why did she suddenly come back from the United States?
"Brother Zhiming, I'm here to see you! How long has it been since we last met? It seems like ten years?" Fu Nina began to count the days with her fingers crossed.
As soon as Yang Yunfang saw the little girl holding Feng Zhiming tightly, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Uh, your name is Nina, right?" She stretched out her hand and pulled Fu Nina away.
"Yes! Auntie." Fu Nina smiled sweetly.
Ling Yanyan raised her head and glanced at Feng Zhiming, but he was helpless.
"Auntie, can I stay here? I've been living in the United States and I don't have any relatives or friends in China. I won't stay for a long time. I'll just stay for a few days, okay?" Fu Nina looked pitiful.
He looked at Yang Yunfang.
"This..." Yang Yunfang hesitated.
Fu Nina turned her attention to Feng Zhiming again, "Brother Zhiming, okay? Just a few days."
Feng Zhiming refused, "Anyway, you can stay in a hotel for a few days!"
"Brother Zhiming, how could you do this? You were very good to me before! I came to China alone, and you let me stay in a hotel? Is it because of my sister-in-law?" Nina looked at Ling Yanyan, who had been silent for the whole time.
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Ling Yanyan looked at Fu Nina who suddenly appeared in the villa. She said nothing.
After much hard work, Fu Nina finally agreed to let her stay in the villa for a week.
After Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan had breakfast, they went to the company.
Zhang’s mother carried Fu Nina’s suitcase to the second floor, “Thank you.”
"Miss Fu, you will stay in this guest room. If you need anything, just tell me." Zhang Ma said looking at the lovely little girl in front of her.
"Okay, you're welcome then!" Fu Niya sat down on the sofa and leaned back comfortably. After Zhang Ma left the guest room, she walked out of the guest room and walked to the master bedroom at the other end of the second floor.
Opening the door and looking at the wedding photos hanging on the wall next to the big bed, Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan looked at it quietly for a long time with sweet smiles on their faces, and then walked out of the bedroom.
Ling Yanyan sat in the passenger seat and didn't speak, just looking out the window.
"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?" Feng Zhiming asked softly. A strange atmosphere filled the small space in the car.
"It's nothing." Ling Yanyan smiled at him, but the smile was so weak that it was almost non-existent.
Feng Zhiming stepped on the brakes and turned to look at her, "Yanyan, are you very concerned about Nina's appearance?"
"Why would I care? Don't think too much." Ling Yanyan said casually, yes! She shouldn't think too much. Didn't Fu Nina say she only stayed for a week? It was only a week.
The car first stopped at the office building of Feng's Enterprise Branch, "I'll pick you up at noon and have dinner with you."
"No, it's my first day here. There may be more things to do. Let's go home and have dinner together in the evening." Ling Yanyan got out of the car and declined him politely.
After watching Feng Zhiming drive away, Ling Yanyan turned around and walked into the automatic glass door.
As soon as I entered, the receptionist in the lobby on the first floor immediately greeted me, "Mr. Ling, you are here!"
Ling Yanyan glanced at the work badge on her chest, nodded, and then walked into the elevator.
After exiting the elevator on the twelfth floor, Secretary Jiang was already waiting at the elevator door, "Mr. Ling, this is Secretary Jiang. The other staff are already waiting for you in the conference room."
"Well, okay, I'll be right over." Ling Yanyan walked into the office. The floor-to-ceiling windows could see the whole scene outside. She put her handbag on the desk, picked up the folder on the desk, and flipped through it.
After looking through it, he walked to the conference room.
From today on, she starts everything from scratch, with a confident smile on her face.
It was already past noon when a meeting ended, so Secretary Jiang could only order takeout and make do with it.
"Mr. Ling, your lunch." Secretary Jiang delivered a lunch box to Ling Yanyan's office.
"Thank you." Ling Yanyan smiled and thanked her.
Secretary Jiang exited her office, but Ling Yanyan had no appetite for the meal in front of her.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in the office and was about to pick up the phone and call Ling Yanyan when there was a knock on the door. "Come in." He put the receiver back on the phone.
Fu Nina pushed open the mahogany double doors of the office and walked in, "Brother Zhiming."