Ling Yanyan was sitting leisurely in the garden of the villa, looking at the sea view, when Feng Zhiming came over.
"How is Chenchen at the company recently?" In order to allow their son to quickly familiarize themselves with the company's operations, Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan decided to postpone their travel plans. They had just returned from attending a meeting at the company.
"Not bad, I got used to it faster than I thought." She sat down on the chair opposite Ling Yanyan.
"Is he angry when he sees you now?" Ling Yanyan guessed.
"No matter how angry you are, I am also his father." Since he left for the company, he has not returned to the villa for several days. "What should I do tonight? I have to go out for dinner." Ling Yanyan looked apologetic.
"Your son asked you to go out for dinner, right?" Feng Zhiming looked jealous.
Ling Yanyan looked at him in surprise, "You know?"
"Yes, he made the call deliberately in front of me. He said that he wanted to treat his favorite mommy to dinner, so he also brought me as his father with him." Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan pitifully.
Ling Yanyan looked at him with a smile, "Husband, you and Chenchen must have had a grudge in the previous life, right? Why don't they look like father and son at all?"
Feng Zhiming sighed slightly, "You have to find him a girlfriend, so that he won't be so clingy to you."
"Is it necessary? My son is only eighteen years old." Why does Ling Yanyan always feel that Feng Zhiming wants Feng Weichen to have a girlfriend as much as he wants to marry his daughter, in order to stop him from clinging to Ling Yanyan.
After the dinner, Feng Weichen watched Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan get into the car, "Chenchen, aren't you going back?"
"Mommy, I have something to do tonight, and I will go back tomorrow night." Then he kissed Ling Yanyan on the face with a smile, "Dad, take good care of Mommy!"
Feng Zhiming started the car and drove away.
"Chenchen's work is really stressful." Ling Yanyan felt really distressed when she saw her son.
"It's good for a man to put his career first!" Feng Zhiming is not worried about Feng Weichen. His work ability is definitely not inferior to his.
Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan were sitting on the sofa in the living room, "Do you really want to go?"
"Of course, we will leave tomorrow." Feng Zhiming has already decided on the itinerary.
"Our trip has been postponed for a whole month." Feng Zhiming knew that Ling Yanyan was reluctant to leave.
Ling Yanyan leaned into Feng Zhiming's arms. "Okay," she didn't want to disappoint him at all, because with her son's sudden return, she seemed to have ignored him too much.
Just as Feng Zhiming's lips touched hers, two people broke into the living room, "Uh."
Ling Yanyan retreated hastily, "Yiyi?"
"Mommy, I'm sorry. I didn't know you and Daddy were...making out." Yiyi stood by the door, with Hanghang following her.
"Yiyi, didn't you say you wouldn't be back for a few days?" Ling Yanyan stood up and walked to her daughter.
Yiyi gave Ling Yanyan a big hug, "Mommy, of course I have to come back today. Daddy said you are going on a trip. Otherwise, if I come a few days late, I won't be able to see you and Daddy."
Feng Zhiming smiled.
Yiyi stepped forward and gave Feng Zhiming a hug, "Daddy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. In the coming days, just be sweet with Mommy!"
"You came back so quickly!" Feng Zhiming looked at his daughter.
"Of course, Daddy, I have prepared a very good gift for you and Mommy!" Yiyi smiled mysteriously.
"Really? What is it?" Feng Zhiming is quite concerned about his daughter who has been in France.
Yiyi blinked, "Of course it's kept secret! It's my work!"
"What are you father and daughter talking about? Just let Hanghang stand here alone." Ling Yanyan watched the father and daughter whispering to each other.
"It's nothing!" Yiyi and Hanghang sat down on the sofa.
"Hanghang, why are you back with Yiyi? Aren't you busy with the company?" Ling Yanyan made a cup of tea for Hanghang.
Lu Yuhang smiled, "Yes! Auntie."
"Mommy, you are so partial! You don't even care about Yiyi." Yiyi said to Ling Yanyan.
"Yiyi, you are jealous of Hanghang! You are mommy's baby girl!" Ling Yanyan touched Yiyi's long hair.
Yiyi pursed her lips. "But, Mommy seems to care more about Hanghang."
Lu Yuhang chuckled softly, "Auntie, don't worry. When Yiyi was in France, she always talked about how nice her is and how much she loves Yiyi. It's only when she sees her that she doesn't mean what she says."
"Lu Yuhang, did I bring you here to expose my background? I just want to act like a spoiled brat to my mommy." Yiyi leaned into Ling Yanyan's arms.
"But my mother also loves you more!" Lu Yuhang also pretended to be unhappy.
"Okay! You guys go up and have a rest too! I just cleaned up the room today. You must be tired after more than ten hours of flying." Ling Yanyan helped Yiyi to the second floor.
Only Feng Zhiming and Lu Yuhang were left in the living room, "Hanghang, Yiyi is a troublemaker, right?" Yuhang, who has been watching him grow up since he was born, has grown so big.
"No way!" When Yiyi was mentioned, Hanghang's face showed a look of happiness that could not be concealed.
"I think you are not young anymore. You should arrange your marriage when you have time." Feng Zhiming thought about it. Yiyi is already twenty-three. She has been staying in France since she was more than ten years old.
In Lu Zehao's villa, he rarely comes back to his country, "I want to, too! But Yiyi said to wait a moment, now my aunt's clothing store is being run very well by her! She also wants to open a few more branches!"
Lu Yuhang said, for so many years, under the same roof, he has only had Yiyi in his heart. In this life, besides Yiyi, there is no room for any other woman in his heart. The only person he wants to marry in this life is Yiyi, no matter what he is waiting for.
He takes as long as he wants.
"Okay! Just make your own decisions about your affairs." Feng Zhiming patted Lu Yuhang on the shoulder.
"I know, Dad, thank you!" Lu Yuhang still called him Dad according to the previous title. He had been calling him Dad for more than 20 years.
"Come up and have a rest! If you don't have much to do when you return to China this time, you can stay longer." Feng Zhiming said with a smile.
Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa in the room, packed a few simple clothes and put them in the suitcase.
"Do I want to spend more time with Yiyi? I haven't seen her for so long." Ling Yanyan put the suitcase aside.
"When we come back from our trip, we can go directly to France to see her, okay?" Feng Zhiming knew that Ling Yanyan also missed her daughter, so he called her to inform her to return to China, but she was even more reluctant to leave.