Feng Zhiming watched her gently wipe his hair, "Honey, you are really good today."
"I'm usually very well-behaved." Ling Yanyan stopped what she was doing and smiled.
"Really?" Feng Zhiming put his long arms around her waist and pressed his face against her flat belly, "Tell me, what do you want to do today?"
Ling Yanyan rolled her eyes, "What are you not going to do?"
"Okay! Go to the company to accompany me for a meeting today." Feng Zhiming said directly. Since she is fine, he will make arrangements for her.
"I, I..." Ling Yanyan only said a few words before being stopped by Feng Zhiming.
Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows, "Is there something wrong with you? Didn't you say it's okay?"
It was too easy for him to see her thoughts.
"Oh, it's okay." Ling Yanyan sighed silently in her heart and shook her head.
"Well, pack up, we can go out later." Feng Zhiming was speaking, reaching out to unbutton his bathrobe, revealing his solid skin, and changed his clothes in front of her.
Ling Yanyan walked into the bathroom with a slightly red face.
Feng Zhiming listened to the sound of the bathroom glass door closing, his lips curled up slightly, and he shook his head helplessly.
Ling Yanyan specially put on a white chiffon turtleneck shirt and a pair of black trousers, which further showed off her slender figure. However, standing in front of the mirror, she could still vaguely see the conspicuous marks.
, the beautiful eyebrows furrowed.
"Honey, how long do you want to dress up?" Feng Zhiming stood at the bathroom door, reaching out and knocking on the door.
"Okay, I'm done." Ling Yanyan pulled up her collar and opened the bathroom door.
Feng Zhiming looked at her with a deep smile on his face, "Well, it's so beautiful!" He lowered his head and kissed her on the face.
"Get down quickly! Don't keep your parents waiting." Ling Yanyan took his hand.
"Then it should be your fault, right? You spent more than half an hour standing in the bathroom changing clothes." Feng Zhiming said the facts.
Ling Yanyan took the handbag placed on the sofa, "I got it!"
The two of them went downstairs together. In the restaurant, Yiyi was drinking milk, "Daddy, mommy, morning."
"Yiyi morning!" Ling Yanyan stepped forward and kissed her daughter on the cheek.
Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao looked at them and smiled, and ate breakfast in a hurry. Feng Zhiming drove to the company with Ling Yanyan.
As soon as he entered the office, Feng Zhiming pressed the secretary's intercom out of habit and said, "Make a cup of coffee and come in."
"Hey..." Before Ling Yanyan could speak, the phone was hung up.
"No objections allowed! In the company, I am the boss and you are my special assistant." Feng Zhiming sat down on the leather swivel chair.
Ling Yanyan sat down opposite him, "When did I become your special assistant again? Why didn't I know?"
"It's not too late to know now!" As soon as Feng Zhiming finished speaking, the secretary brought in a cup of coffee.
"Madam, what would you like to drink?" Secretary Chen asked.
Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "In the company, I am not a wife, I am a special assistant. Thank you! I want to drink it myself, I can pour it myself! You go and do your work!"
Although Secretary Chen was a little confused as to why Ling Yanyan said that, she figured it must be the CEO who had offended her.
"President, the meeting will start in twenty minutes." Secretary Chen re-determined the time before leaving the office.
Feng Zhiming raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Okay, I understand. Also, let Yanyan take the minutes of today's meeting. Yanyan, is that okay?"
"Yes, President." Ling Yanyan smiled playfully.
This feeling is like going back to what it was like when I first arrived here many years ago.
As soon as the meeting started, it had been going on all morning, and Ling Yanyan, who was sitting next to Feng Zhiming, moved her slender fingers on the laptop, but did not type a few words. Instead, she kept staring at the lower right corner of the computer.
The time inside, watching the numbers pass by minute by second, if the meeting does not end, it will be too late.
Ling Yanyan, who was in a daze, did not notice that the meeting had ended, and that except for Feng Zhiming and her, everyone else in the conference room had already left.
"Yanyan, Yanyan." Feng Zhiming called her twice, but she didn't hear it. It wasn't until Feng Zhiming's big hand covered her small hand on the keyboard that Ling Yanyan came back to her senses.
Come.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yanyan turned to look at him.
"You're distracted." Feng Zhiming calmly told the truth he wanted to say.
Ling Yanyan was stunned, looking at the meeting minutes with only one line of words on the computer screen, and then looking at the other two people in the meeting room, her face fell.
"I'm sorry, I..." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, "I seem to have messed up the meeting minutes."
Feng Zhiming turned away from the computer screen and nodded, "It's less than what I imagined."
"You know everything?" Ling Yanyan looked at him, very surprised.
"You have nothing to say to me?" Feng Zhiming asked her.
Ling Yanyan just looked at him and said nothing.
"If not, forget it." Feng Zhiming stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute." Ling Yanyan took his hand, raised her face, and looked at him, "I want to see Ji Yunjun off." She finally said it.
Feng Zhiming stood in front of her, "Do you really want to go? Are you sure you want to go?"
Ling Yanyan nodded. She knew that Ji Yunjun might never come back when he went abroad this time. Maybe, they would never have the chance to meet again.
"What if I don't agree?" Feng Zhiming's expression was very calm, and it was impossible to tell what he really thought.
Ling Yanyan bit her lip lightly, "If you don't agree, I won't go."
Feng Zhiming reached out and pulled her up, "You can go, but you can't go alone. I'll go with you."
"Really? Do you really want me to go?" Ling Yanyan's face changed from the sad look just now, and she smiled.
"Ling Yanyan!" Feng Zhiming yelled at her, "Do you have to be so happy?" You really deserve a beating!
"I got it! Thank you!" Ling Yanyan put her arm around his waist and kissed his cheek.
Feng Zhiming looked at her, "Does this count as thanks?"
"Then what else do you want?" Ling Yanyan pouted. She thanked him and kissed him. Isn't that enough?
"Okay, let's forget about this for now. Let's go home and solve it in the evening. What about this?" Feng Zhiming glanced at the notebook on the conference table.
Ling Yanyan lowered her head slightly, "I'm sorry! But now that the meeting is over and everyone has dispersed, how about you invite all the company's executives and hold another meeting. I will take note of it carefully this time.
"
Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand and patted her little head, "My dear wife, are you brainwashed?"
"Then what should we do?" Ling Yanyan frowned.
"It's up to you!" Feng Zhiming said as he hugged her and walked out of the conference room.
Secretary Chen just walked to the door of the secretary's office, looked at the two of them, and nodded slightly, "Secretary Chen, Yanyan and I are going out. The afternoon trip is canceled and will be rescheduled to tomorrow morning. Also, bring back the notebooks in the conference room.
"Feng Zhiming said to Secretary Chen.
Ling Yanyan suddenly broke away from his arms, "Well, Zhi Ming, I'll get the notebook." After saying that, she trotted towards the conference room.