"Yanyan, do you want to accompany me?" Feng Zhiming chuckled, she really still cared about him.
"You are on a business trip, what should I do?" Ling Yanyan asked anxiously.
"Of course you are accompanying me, otherwise what else could you do? Or do you want to..." Feng Zhiming deliberately prolonged his tone.
Ling Yanyan listened to what he said and still refused, "I don't want to go! I don't have time."
Don’t have time? She stays in the villa every day with nothing to do. How can she not have time?
"It really disappoints me. I have to go for three days." Feng Zhiming pretended to be pitiful, "Aren't you afraid that I will be hungry or cold?"
"What do you do to me is none of my business? You can find another woman!" Ling Yanyan was obviously worried, but she still spoke harshly.
Feng Zhiming clicked his tongue twice on the other end of the phone, "Yanyan, you are so generous. I don't know whether I should be happy or sad."
"Are you going on a business trip by yourself this time? Is there anything going on at the company?" In fact, it was in vain for her to ask, but she still asked.
If he would tell her, then she wouldn't have to worry so much every day.
"It's nothing, I just went to the partner's factory to take a look." Feng Zhiming said calmly.
"Oh." Ling Yanyan seemed not satisfied with his answer and was a little disappointed.
Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly and saw his secretary standing at the door. "Wait for me when I come back." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Ling Yanyan looked at the hung up phone, with a hint of worry on her beautiful face.
After Feng Zhiming explained some things to his secretary, he left the company before get off work, returned to the villa, and simply packed his luggage, "Dad, Mom, Yiyi will ask you to pick up and drop off in the next few days."
"Okay, what do you have to worry about? Yiyi is also our precious granddaughter!" Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao saw him out. After seeing him drive away, they turned around and returned to the room.
"I'm really worried about Zhiming going on a business trip alone." Yang Yunfang sighed.
Feng Zhihao patted Yang Yunfang on the shoulder, "Zhi Ming is not a child anymore, and this is not his first business trip. Are you too worried?"
"It's different. It would be great if Yanyan was here." Yang Yunfang sighed, "I want to see Yanyan tomorrow."
"Okay, let's see how Chen Chen is doing. I'm not used to this naughty little guy being away." Feng Zhihao said with a smile, thinking of Chen Chen's cute appearance.
Their conversation was overheard by Fu Nina, who had just returned. Brother Zhiming went on a business trip, but he didn't even tell her, with a look of disappointment on his face.
She took off her high heels and walked into the living room, "Uncle and aunt, I'm back."
Yang Yunfang looked at her and just nodded lightly, looked at the time, "I asked the driver to take me to pick up Yiyi." After saying that, she went upstairs to change clothes, took her bag and left the villa.
Fu Nina stood beside the sofa with a smile, "Uncle, do you want some tea? I'll make it for you."
"No, I won't drink." Feng Zhihao refused, "You can sit down too!"
"Thank you, uncle!" Fu Nina sat next to him, "Uncle, brother Zhiming hasn't come back today?"
"Oh, Zhi Ming, he went to city T on a business trip." Feng Zhihao said to her without concealing anything.
Fu Nina frowned, "Oh, it turns out he's on a business trip! Did he go alone?"
"Yes! But I'll only go there for three days." Feng Zhihao said to her.
"Uncle, how about I go accompany brother Zhiming? I'm worried about him going alone." Fu Nina asked Feng Zhihao, with a look of concern on her face, "Uncle, what do you think, if brother Zhiming drinks too much while socializing?
, there must always be someone around to take care of you.”
Seeing Fu Nina's sincere look, Feng Zhihao thought for a moment and nodded, "That's fine."
Fu Nina learned from Feng Zhihao the hotel and room number where Feng Zhiming stayed. She returned to the room on the second floor, opened the wardrobe, picked out a few clothes and put them into a small suitcase, and then left the villa.
It was already midnight when Feng Zhiming arrived in City T by plane. He stood in front of the hotel window, holding a wine glass in his hand. Dark red liquid was swaying in the transparent glass. The aroma of the wine filled his nose, and he took a sip.
Small mouth.
Ling Yanyan was also unable to sleep. She was sitting in the living room in a daze, wondering if he had arrived? Is the weather good there?
Even Ji Yunjun was standing behind her without noticing.
"It's very late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Ji Yunjun sat down next to her.
Ling Yanyan moved her body, distanced herself from him, and did not answer.
"Are you thinking about him?" In fact, without asking, he understood that after living in the villa for so long, Ling Yanyan spent most of the time in a daze, as if she was in her own world, and that world
, which he can never enter.
"Since you know, why bother asking." Ling Yanyan never denied that her affection for Feng Zhiming had never changed.
Ji Yunjun sighed, "Even if your heart is with him, you are still by my side." His words were a little sad and painful.
"You clearly know that I don't love you, you clearly know that I love Zhi Ming deeply in my heart, and you insist on your own selfish love. Is it interesting?" Ling Yanyan looked at him and asked lightly.
"Whether it's interesting or not, I have the final say. So what if my love is selfish? I have the right to love others, and you must stay by my side." He insisted on his persistence.
Ling Yanyan stood up, "You should not lack love, it's just that you don't know how to love others. Although I don't know what kind of family you grew up in, I can be sure that your home is not warm."
Her words made Ji Yunjun stunned, and his whole body froze for a few seconds. She actually understood him. Is he really so obvious? Is he really so easy for her to see through?
"I'm going to sleep." After saying that, he walked to the second floor.
Ji Yunjun looked at her back, was it really too late for him to meet Ling Yanyan? If Feng Zhiming was not in her heart, if she had not married Feng Zhiming, would she be tempted by him? Will she fall in love with him?
him?
He really wanted to know the answer to this question, but he might never have the courage to ask it in his life.
Ling Yanyan was used to living in the villa every day, which was extremely boring, but she never had any objections.
In the morning, she received a call from Yang Yunfang, saying that she wanted to see Chenchen, and she couldn't refuse.
When they arrived at the agreed coffee shop, Yang Yunfang hugged Chenchen, and Chenchen happily leaned into her arms.
Ling Yanyan had a faint smile on her face, hiding the unhappiness in her eyes.
"Yanyan, how have you been lately?" Yang Yunfang looked at the somewhat thin Ling Yanyan and asked with concern.
"Mom, I'm fine." Ling Yanyan raised the corners of her lips and said.
Yang Yunfang paused, "Yanyan, what are you doing with Zhiming? Your willingness to call me mom shows that you are still willing to accept us as your family."
"Mom, it's actually nothing. I just feel that he and I are not suitable." Ling Yanyan found the worst excuse.