Feng Zhiming, wearing a black shirt, was sitting on the sofa in the villa, his legs crossed naturally, a cigarette held between his slender fingers, and he was blowing out the smoke carelessly.
Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang sat opposite him, with angry expressions on their faces, "What do you want?" A magazine was thrown in front of him, which showed a scene of him and Yu Na hugging and kissing.
"Didn't you all see it? Why ask me again?" Feng Zhiming acted as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
Wang Xueyi sat next to him, "Zhi Ming, please explain to your uncle and aunt that you are just acting for the occasion. The reporter's words are exaggerated. This is not the case."
"I don't think there is any need to explain. You can think whatever you think. I have something else to do." Feng Zhiming threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, then picked up the suit jacket on the sofa and ignored Feng Zhihao's message.
Roar.
Driving the car, speeding on the road, passing one car after another, and finally stopped under the apartment building, why did he come here again? Is this what he was thinking in his heart? He obviously wanted to keep her away, but he still
Can't let go.
Open the car door, take a long step, close the car door, and walk to the apartment.
He took out the key, opened the door, and walked into the bedroom. He saw Ling Yanyan sitting in front of the laptop, looking at the design in a daze, stroking her forehead with her hand.
"Assistant Ling, it seems that I really hired a good employee!" Feng Zhiming sat down on the sofa. Ling Yanyan turned her head and looked at him sitting behind her in surprise.
Ling Yanyan stood up and asked, "You, why are you back?" Didn't he say that he won't be back recently?
She obviously had expectations and was obviously very surprised, but she kept it hidden in her heart.
"Can't I come? I just want to confirm that after seeing the intimate photos of me and other women, will you be jealous and want to run away, or will you be sad alone." Feng Zhiming stretched out his arms.
She took the initiative to step forward and threw herself into his arms, "Why should I be angry? You are just my boss. You are very charming. With so many women throwing themselves into your arms, I have no reason to be unhappy." Indifferently,
She should remain calm.
How could he not know that she didn't care on the surface?
"Really? You are so generous. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing?" Feng Zhiming hugged the person in his arms tightly and smelled the sweet fragrance on her body.
It seems that he is still so attached to her, "Yanyan, will you marry me?"
"Ah?" Ling Yanyan raised her head, looked at him, and shook her head.
"Don't want to?" Feng Zhiming tightened his hand on her waist.
Ling Yanyan groaned in pain, "Why are you always pushing your limits!" He had clearly promised to let her go, so why would he be locked up for life now? She didn't want it! He wouldn't belong to her, and she wouldn't force him.
"You are so ungrateful!" Feng Zhiming let her lean into his arms and looked at the design diagram displayed on the computer screen.
Ling Yanyan sighed slightly in her heart.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and threw her directly on the bed, looking down at her, "You should know what will happen if you don't know what to do."
"No!" Ling Yanyan was pinned under him before she got out of bed.
As soon as the kiss fell, a ringtone rang. Ling Yanyan pressed her hands against him, her face flushed, "Phone." She reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table. Before she could see the caller ID clearly, he snatched it away.
"Yanyan." Li Minghao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Feng Zhiming frowned, "Mr. Li, isn't it good to disturb someone's dreams in the middle of the night?" Although his tone was light, it was filled with dissatisfaction and great dissatisfaction.
"President Feng, what a coincidence." Hehehe smirked twice, "I didn't know Yanyan..."
"You found her? Was it a coincidence? Did you do it on purpose?" Feng Zhiming glanced at Ling Yanyan who was standing aside.
Ling Yanyan wanted to take the phone, but his little hand was held by him. Then he pressed the hands-free button and motioned her to speak with his eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Li." He spoke politely and unfamiliarly, and she could already see his expression turning ugly.
"Yanyan, I didn't disturb you, did I?" Li Minghao had already heard the displeasure from Feng Zhiming's mouth, but he still asked without giving up.
Ling Yanyan smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Li, what do you want from me?"
"I'm here to care about you! Yanyan, for you, I can give up an entire forest. Compared with him next to you, I will definitely treat you wholeheartedly. There will be no scandals or sex with other women.
Toutiao, are you willing?" He said this too directly, right?
Ling Yanyan was speechless and silent, this was the best choice.
"Yanyan?" After she was silent for a long time, Li Minghao spoke again.
"Uh, um, Mr. Li..." Ling Yanyan was confused and hesitant.
Li Minghao answered directly, "Yanyan, I understand. You're embarrassed to say, I understand. Then have a good rest at night? Don't be too tired. See you tomorrow." He said "Bo" into the phone again and hung up the phone.
.
"Tell me! When did you become so familiar with him?" Feng Zhiming threw her phone directly to the ground. It sadly broke into pieces, and the back cover and electrical board of the phone were all separated from the phone.
Ling Yanyan's wrist was still held tightly by him, and it was already covered in bruises, "It hurts!"
Finally letting her go, "I have nothing to do with him. It's him who keeps calling."
She is also very innocent and helpless, okay?
"Really? Very good, the mobile phone has been destroyed, so let's replace them all!" Feng Zhiming looked at the broken mobile phone on the ground, with a successful smile on his face.
If you have money, can you not treat it as money? Ling Yanyan glared at him, and if she could, she really wanted to kick him out.
"It's getting late, go to sleep!" Feng Zhiming lay down alone.
Ling Yanyan sat back in front of the computer. As soon as her fingers touched the mouse, a big hand stretched out and snatched it away, shutting down the computer.
"My picture..." Before Ling Yanyan could finish her exclamation, she was picked up by him and walked towards the big bed.
Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, "I am more important than the picture." He said domineeringly.
"But it hasn't been saved yet." Ling Yanyan flattened her mouth and was about to cry without tears.
Feng Zhiming turned off the bedside lamp, and the whole room became dim, "It's not important."
The dark circles around her eyes were getting worse day by day, but she didn't care. But he didn't allow it!
Nestling in his arms, she fell asleep in less than five minutes. It was conceivable that she was obviously very tired, but she still persisted there. He never understood that she was always absent-minded recently.
to resist him.
His Yanyan can only belong to him, and will be his for the rest of his life. He finally made this decision, no matter the consequences, no matter the cost, he finally made this decision.