Wang Xueyi sat affectionately next to Feng Zhiming, and Ling Yanyan could only stand up and make way for Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang.
"Assistant Ling Te, come and sit here!" Ling Yunxiang stood up and pulled out the empty seat next to him.
Ling Yanyan walked over and sat down, "Thank you, Mr. Ling." The dishes on the table were served one after another.
The waiter poured red wine for everyone.
"I don't know how to drink." Ling Yanyan looked at the red wine in front of her.
Ling Yunxiang took the red wine glass in front of her and said, "Put a glass of milk for Assistant Ling!"
"A glass of orange juice, Yanyan can't drink milk." Feng Zhiming blurted out.
Wang Xueyi's expression changed instantly.
"Okay, let's have a glass of orange juice." Ling Yunxiang said to the waiter.
"Is that okay?" Ling Yunxiang placed the orange juice in front of Ling Yanyan, lowered his head and asked in her ear.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Ling,"
Wang Xueyi served Feng Zhiming with food: "Zhiming, try this."
Feng Zhiming's eyes were always watching Ling Yunxiang's caring behavior towards Ling Yanyan. He pretended not to see it, and he picked up the dishes and put them in front of Wang Xueyi, and put his arms around her shoulders affectionately.
Wang Xueyi leaned on Feng Zhiming's shoulder and looked at Ling Yanyan with a proud face. She didn't even raise her head, just lowered her head. Humph, Ling Yanyan, you coward, you think Zhiming can only
Do you deserve a woman? I am Zhiming’s favorite!
Ling Yunxiang glanced at Feng Zhiming and smiled: "Yanyan, I think the plan you proposed today is very good. You must have put a lot of effort into it. Come on, let me toast you."
He picked up the wine glass in his hand, touched it lightly to her glass filled with juice, and drank the red wine in one sip.
"Thank you, Mr. Ling." Ling Yanyan picked up the cup and took a sip of juice.
Ling Yunxiang held her hand and said, "You don't have to be so polite. In the future, we still need to negotiate in many aspects on this cooperation case. President Feng, do you think so?"
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "It's rare for Mr. Ling to appreciate Assistant Ling so much. I hope we can cooperate happily."
"Mr. Ling, it's really fate that we meet here to have a meal together today. Come, my wife and I will toast you a drink." Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang raised their glasses together.
Until the end of the dinner, Ling Yanyan barely spoke. At the door of the hotel, "Zhi Ming, take us back to the villa." Feng Zhihao said to Feng Zhiming beside him, speaking forcefully.
Feng Zhiming turned his head and glanced at Ling Yanyan who was standing behind him.
Wang Xueyi held his arm tightly and said, "Zhi Ming, let's go back first. It's not too early now, let's go!" She pulled him towards the parking lot.
Ling Yunxiang waved his hand, "President Feng, please rest assured that your special assistant will send her back safely."
Feng Zhiming didn't turn around, he and Wang Xueyi walked to the car, got in and drove away.
Ling Yanyan watched the familiar car disappear before her eyes, and then closed her eyes in disappointment.
He raised his head again and said, "Mr. Ling, I will go back first."
"Zhicheng, you go and drive, I want to take Yanyan back." Ling Yunxiang ignored Ling Yanyan's words and instead turned to Li Zhicheng who was beside him.
"No need, Mr. Ling." Ling Yanyan refused with a smile, "It's not far away anyway."
"Yanyan, didn't you tell me that you can call me Uncle Ling in private? You forgot again. How could I let such a beautiful girl like you go back alone? Let's go!" The car stopped in front of them,
Ling Yunxiang opened the car door for her, and they got into the car together.
"Uncle Ling." Ling Yanyan always felt that Ling Yunxiang gave her a very cordial feeling.
"Yanyan, do you like him?" Ling Yunxiang turned around and asked her.
"Ah? Who is it?" Ling Yanyan started to pretend to be stupid.
"Actually, even if you don't tell me, I can tell that you like him. If you like him, you should pursue him and don't give up easily." Ling Yunxiang said to her in the tone of an elder.
Ling Yanyan forced a smile, "No, I don't. How could I like him."
"No matter what, I hope you can get your true love." Ling Yunxiang held her hand.
The car stopped below the apartment building, "Uncle Ling, thank you for sending me back."
"Well, go back and rest early." Ling Yunxiang nodded, watched Ling Yanyan walk into the apartment, and then said to Li Zhicheng: "Drive."
Ling Yanyan took out the key in her bag, opened the door, went in, and turned on the light in the room. The bright light illuminated the whole room, but everything was surrounded by emptiness. Ling Yanyan walked into the room. It was filled with his breath. Why?
What? She suddenly missed his presence.
No, no, no! She doesn't need it! She has been used to being alone for more than 20 years, and she has only been with him for a few months, and he is nothing!
After washing myself well, I sat in front of the computer and watched the news boredly.
In a blink of an eye, it was already midnight. I turned off the computer and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, folding my arms. I felt a chill coming over me. It turned out that when he was not around, the room suddenly felt so big.
Turn off the lights, sit on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, where he usually sits, and feel his breath.
As soon as he returned to the villa, Feng Zhiming was about to leave, "Where do you want to go?" Feng Zhihao stopped him from going out, "You are not allowed to go anywhere."
Feng Zhiming sat back on the sofa and lit a cigarette.
"Son, do you want to go back to find that woman?" Yang Yunfang sat next to him and reached out to pat her son's hand. "Listen to mom, Xueyi is the right partner for you. What's so good about that woman?"
, didn’t you just see that at the dinner table, she was flirting with Mr. Ling, and she was so close to her? The kind of woman she is, she is someone who wants to climb up the ladder step by step with her beauty. Be careful to be caught by her.
Cheated."
"Auntie, don't say that. Zhiming will be nice to Ling Yanyan because she looks like Yuqing. In fact, Zhiming loves me, right? Zhiming." Wang Xueyi said with a smile.
Yang Yunfang put Wang Xueyi's hand on Feng Zhiming's, "I know that my uncle and aunt are planning to arrange your wedding this year. Do you think that's okay?" Yang Yunfang began to plan on her own.
Wang Xueyi approached Feng Zhiming's arms, "I listen to my uncle and aunt."
"Okay, we will make good arrangements." Yang Yunfang had a smile on her face.
Feng Zhiming broke away from her, "I won't agree! I don't want to get married yet."
"You have to agree even if you don't agree! I have the final say in this family." Feng Zhihao glared at his son.
Feng Zhiming stood up and said, "When I want to get married and who I want to marry is my own business. Don't force me." After saying that, he turned around and walked up to the second floor.
"Does this unscrupulous son want to piss me off to death?" Feng Zhihao was furious.