Ji Yunjun looked at Ji Xiaofei who was standing aside coldly, "What do you care about me? Or do you think Yanyan leaving is a good thing for you."
"Brother, do you have to say that? If you really think so, I can't help it, but I will never let you touch wine again." Ji Xiaofei made up her mind not to let him drink.
Ji Yunjun reached out and clasped her waist, "If you don't let me drink, what do you want me to do? Well?" As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed her lips. There was no trace of tenderness and lingering, just pure venting.
Ji Xiaofei pushed him away hard, "If you don't love me and won't give me any affection, don't touch me!" Then he walked out of the room and said, "Uncle Chen, pour out all the wine in the wine cabinet."
"Yes, miss." Uncle Chen nodded.
Ji Yunjun smiled, took the suit jacket on the side, and walked out of the villa. Before anyone else could react, he had already driven away from the villa.
Ji Xiaofei stood on the balcony and watched him speed away in his car.
Feng Zhiming drove Ling Yanyan out of the villa in a car, "Zhiming, where are you going?" Ling Yanyan couldn't resist his strength, so he forced her into the car and left the villa.
"Of course I'm taking you to dinner." Feng Zhiming freed up a hand to hold her slightly cold hand.
"You can eat it at home! Besides, I've already eaten it." Ling Yanyan really didn't understand. She was clearly eating in the restaurant and suddenly pulled her out like this.
Feng Zhiming ignored it, stepped on the accelerator, accelerated away, and finally stopped in front of a Western restaurant.
After parking the car in a parking space, he got out of the car, opened the passenger door, and walked into the restaurant with Ling Yanyan on his arm.
"Hello, President Feng!" As soon as the restaurant manager saw Feng Zhiming coming in, he immediately greeted him warmly.
"Give me a VIP room." Feng Zhiming said to him.
The manager personally led the way and took them to a luxurious VIP room on the second floor. The waiter had already opened the door and was standing aside.
Feng Zhiming pulled up the chair and let Ling Yanyan sit down first, then walked to the seat opposite her and sat down.
The manager personally delivered the menu, "President Feng, what would you like to eat today?"
"Yanyan, what do you want to eat?" Feng Zhiming asked Ling Yanyan who was sitting opposite.
"I'm not..." Ling Yanyan actually wanted to say that she wasn't hungry.
Feng Zhiming continued, "Since my wife doesn't know what to eat, you can just recommend it." How could he not know what Yanyan wanted to say.
"Okay, let me recommend package A as today's special feature. Do you think it's okay?" the manager asked with a smile.
"Listen to my wife. Get another bottle of 1988 Lafite." Feng Zhiming said to the restaurant manager.
"Okay, I'll tell the chef to prepare it right away." After saying that, he left the VIP room.
The waiter poured lemonade on the glasses in front of them for both of them.
Ling Yanyan's eyes were looking out the window. She hadn't sat face to face with him for a long time, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.
Feng Zhiming looked at her somewhat erratic expression, stood up and walked to her side, "Are you worried?"
"No." Ling Yanyan smiled at him.
"Then why are you dazed? Or are you hungry?" Feng Zhiming pulled her to stand up and looked out the window together.
Ling Yanyan raised her eyes and looked at him, "Zhi Ming, can I not live in the villa? I can live in a house by the sea. Is that okay?" She hesitated for a long time and then asked him.
In fact, as long as she opens her mouth, how can Feng Zhiming disagree?
"Of course." Feng Zhiming hugged her waist tightly, "You can live there, but there are only two of us. Yiyi and Chenchen still live in the villa."
Just as Ling Yanyan was about to speak, Feng Zhiming put his index finger between her lips. "You must listen to me on this point."
"Yes." Ling Yanyan finally nodded. He always refused to let her speak forcefully.
Not long after, there was a knock on the door, "Come in!" Feng Zhiming helped Ling Yanyan sit back down. Si Qingsheng had already served the meal, opened the wine bottle, and poured wine for them.
, then exited the VIP room wisely, closed the door, and stood by the door.
"Yanyan, you need to eat more, you have lost so much weight." Feng Zhiming personally cut the steak into small pieces and handed them to her.
"Thank you." Although Ling Yanyan had no appetite, she still ate more than half of it under Feng Zhiming's force.
The two walked out of the restaurant, and Feng Zhiming drove her directly to the villa on the beach. "Are you tired?" Ling Yanyan was seen sitting on the sofa, her eyes slightly closed, and her long curled eyelashes flickering.
Ling Yanyan shook her head. She just felt as if she was relieved. No matter what happened in the future, she still firmly left the Ji family and returned to Feng Zhiming.
Feng Zhiming sat down next to her and held her in his arms. "You are not allowed to be so willful in the future. Do you understand?" He ordered her softly.
"I can't do it anymore." Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms, "The divorce agreement..."
"How dare you mention it!" Feng Zhiming's hand on her waist increased its strength, causing her to frown in pain.
But she also wanted to know if he signed it.
"Don't be angry! Then did you sign it?" Ling Yanyan raised her face, looked at his stern handsome face, and asked in a low voice.
Feng Zhiming pecked her pink lips, "What do you think? Do you want me to sign it or not?"
Can she hope? Ling Yanyan blinked, looking innocent, and then shook her head.
"Even if I sign, you must still be my woman." Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.
Ling Yanyan's little hand placed on his chest trembled slightly. Did he sign?
"Don't worry, that divorce agreement is already in pieces." Feng Zhiming looked at her. He could tell what she was thinking with every look on her face. But why, when she chose to leave him, he
I can't see clearly what she is doing.
"Really? You didn't sign." Ling Yanyan's slender arms were wrapped around him, with a slight smile on her face.
"You were so happy when I didn't sign it, so why did you just give me the divorce agreement without saying a word? It seems that you really need no training." Feng Zhiming glared at her fiercely.
"Can I still walk in front of you?" Ling Yanyan muttered in a low voice, but it still reached Feng Zhiming's ears clearly.
Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ling Yanyan in his arms, "Say it again and let me listen."
"I didn't say anything." Ling Yanyan shook her head and denied, why does he have such good hearing!
"You really didn't say anything?" Feng Zhiming loosened his hand on her waist, his face gloomy, "Are you really sure?"
Ling Yanyan pursed her lips and put her small hand on his face, "Are you angry?"
Feng Zhiming was silent.
"Don't be angry!" Ling Yanyan continued.
Feng Zhiming continued to remain silent.
****** Dear, the third update is over~~ Huhu, it’s really difficult to enter the web page...