Sitting at the dining table, Ling Yanyan ate her dinner absentmindedly, without any appetite, "What's wrong? Why don't you eat food?" Feng Zhiming felt her absent-mindedness, and held her slightly cold hand under the table.
hand.
"I'm full." Ling Yanyan watched Feng Zhiming keep picking up food for herself.
"Yanyan, you should eat more. Are you tired from the past two days? You don't look too good." Yang Yunfang was also worried about her.
Ling Yanyan reluctantly took a few more mouthfuls of food, "Mom, I will eat more."
"Yes, Zhi Ming, you should spend more time with Yanyan, don't always focus on the company." Feng Zhihao also said to Feng Ming, "Yanyan's health has not been very good.
, you have to take good care of her."
Feng Zhiming turned his head and glanced at Ling Yanyan, "Look, look, we are all on your side now. If something happens to you one day, I will be in trouble." He smiled deliberately.
said.
"No way!" Ling Yanyan's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Could Feng Zhiming mean something when he said this?
"Why are you in a daze again? It's time to eat!" Feng Zhiming gently pinched the tip of her nose.
Ling Yanyan said oh and then lowered her head to eat.
"Grandma, isn't Mommy not good? She eats so little, and she is not as good as Yiyi, right?" Yiyi said while eating.
"Yes, yes, Yiyi is the best." Yang Yunfang touched Yiyi's head, then helped her pick up a piece of meat and placed it in front of her.
After dinner, Ling Yanyan returned to the room alone and sat in front of the dressing table. Her dark eyes stared at her right hand that was missing the diamond ring. She felt empty. Why did she always feel like she was about to lose this peaceful life?
?The appearance of Ji Yunjun disrupted everything.
What should she do? Does she really want to watch Feng's enterprise be destroyed by Ji's? She can feel that Feng Zhiming is busy for the company, she can feel Feng Zhiming's hard work and efforts for the company, she
How could she bear to let Feng's enterprise have any crisis because of her? She couldn't bear it!
But Feng Zhiming would put the company into crisis for her.
"Are you worried?" Feng Zhiming stood behind her at some point.
Ling Yanyan came to her senses and stood up, "It's nothing! Why don't you accompany them downstairs?"
"I'm worried about you." Feng Zhiming held her in his arms, "Where did you go this afternoon?"
"I, I didn't go anywhere?" Ling Yanyan really couldn't find any excuse to fool him.
Feng Zhiming patted her back gently, "Okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't say it. Go to bed early! I still have some business to deal with." He picked her up and walked to the big bed.
"Aren't you going to accompany me?" Ling Yanyan pouted and held his hand.
Feng Zhiming sat down by the bed and covered her with a quilt, "What's wrong? You want me?"
"Can you stop having such rogue thoughts?" Ling Yanyan shook off his hand, "I'm going to sleep, go and do your work!"
Feng Zhiming opened the quilt and got into bed, "My dear wife has hinted to me, isn't it bad if I disobey?"
"Farewell, you go and do your work first, let me get some sleep first, don't you still have to work?" Ling Yanyan kissed his handsome face gently and pushed him out of bed.
"Okay. You go to sleep first. I'll be back with you after I finish my work." Feng Zhiming's words were ambiguous, and then he gave her a deep and lingering kiss before leaving the room and walking into the study next door.
Ling Yanyan was lying on the bed. Although she had a slight headache, she never fell asleep. She looked at the time and saw that several hours had passed and it was already past midnight.
Ling Yanyan got out of bed. Wearing only a nightgown, she suddenly felt chilly, but she still put on slippers and walked to the study.
The door to the study room was ajar. Ling Yanyan had just stretched out her hand to open the door when she heard Feng Zhiming's voice. She didn't know whether he was on the phone or in a video call. In order not to disturb him, Ling Yanyan just stood there.
Outside the door.
"Director Lin, thank you very much for your cooperation this time." Feng Zhiming said with a chuckle.
"No, it's an honor for me to cooperate with President Feng! I didn't expect that both you and Ji would be interested in this case. You are one company for one project. I have to thank you." I can hear the other party's voice.
, Ling Yanyan knew that he was on a video call. It was nothing at first, but when Ji's name was mentioned, she became sensitive.
"Haha, is that so? I didn't expect Ji to be interested in this project either." Feng Zhiming pretended to be relaxed.
"Yes! If the Ji family hadn't offered such a high price, I would still be willing to give both projects to the Feng family." Although there was regret in Director Lin's words, everyone could tell that this was the case in the shopping mall.
Of course, people in the mall have the ultimate goal of making money. Whoever can make him more money will of course hand over his project to him.
"Then Director Lin, I won't disturb your rest. I'm really sorry that I bothered you while you were on a business trip in the United States." Feng Zhiming said politely.
Director Lin chuckled, "It doesn't matter, we will cooperate again next time there is a case!" The video call was cut off, and Feng Zhiming sank into the leather chair.
Ling Yanyan reached out and knocked on the door and then pushed the door open. Feng Zhiming stood up and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"Husband, is there something wrong?" Ling Yanyan walked to him and reached out to touch his face, "Go to sleep first! You look haggard."
"Do you feel sorry for me?" Feng Zhiming put his arm around her waist, walked out of the study, and turned off the light in the room.
"Shouldn't I feel sorry for you?" Ling Yanyan leaned against him. He had to work so hard for her. Is she really worth it?
Feng Zhiming smiled and hugged her and lay on the bed. Not long after, he fell asleep. Ling Yanyan leaned on his chest, listening to his even breathing. With the dimmed lamp on the bedside, this
Zhang Junrong was something she could never wipe away in her life. Her slender hands touched his face, from his thick eyebrows to the tip of his nose and then to his sexy thin lips. A drop of tear fell down and fell on his cheek. She shouldn't have shed tears.
, she should do something to help him relieve the pressure, but what can she do! It seems like she can't do anything!
Ling Yanyan held his big hand with her small hand and looked at the wedding ring between his fingers. Half of the ring was missing. Does this mean something bad will happen?
Feng Zhiming took away his hand on her waist and said, "Honey, don't you want me to sleep?"
He had always slept very lightly, and when the tears fell on his cheeks, he had already woken up.
Ling Yanyan quickly wiped away the tears on her face, "I woke you up, I'm sorry!"
"You! Go to sleep!" Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.
Ling Yanyan hummed, her slender arms tightly wrapped around his thin waist, and she buried her face in his chest.
What would she do without him? Will she still have such a warm and reassuring embrace and chest for her to rely on?
What should he do without her? Can he still hold her in his arms, hold her most beloved in his arms, care for her, love her, and pamper her?
****** Dear friends, I will update the last chapter first. I have to go to bed and get up early to go to work. I will update as many chapters as possible~~~!!