As soon as Ling Yanyan entered the office and sat down, the door was opened and she saw Li Minghao holding a large bouquet of roses and a breakfast box, which was Kaicheng Hotel's specialty breakfast.
"Hi, Yanyan, morning!" Li Minghao greeted with a smile on his face, ignoring the surprise on Ling Yanyan's face.
Ling Yanyan sighed, "Mr. Li, why are you here?" The smile on her lips was forced.
"I'm here to deliver breakfast!" She placed the lunch box on her desk.
Ling Yanyan glanced at the exquisite meal and said, "But, I've already had breakfast."
She could only live up to his kindness. Her heart was no longer there and she could no longer let him have any chance to get close.
"You can eat it again after you've eaten it! Try it! Don't let me down." Li Minghao picked up a golden square pastry and handed it to her.
Ling Yanyan hesitated for a long time before taking it, "Thank you."
"This is a flower for you, do you like it?" He handed the rose in front of her, "But compared with you, you are still beautiful." It was so early in the morning, he must have drank honey.
Ling Yanyan could only smile bitterly, "Mr. Li, you are not busy, but I am. If you have nothing else to do, you should go back first." Since he didn't understand, she could only issue an explicit eviction order.
Li Minghao sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and picked up a magazine at random, "I won't disturb your work."
In the end, Ling Yanyan could only regard him sitting on the sofa as an invisible person, and started to modify the design drawings in front of the computer.
She originally thought that Li Minghao would get tired of staying in her office all morning, but half an hour later, he answered the phone and left.
After a busy day of work, Ling Yanyan finally completed the design drawing.
However, there was an empty feeling in her heart.
Feng Zhiming walked into her office and pulled her up directly, "It's time to get off work, come with me."
"Why are you always like this?" Ling Yanyan was caught off guard by his sudden move, and she almost caught her feet wearing high heels. "Can't you slow down?"
Feng Zhiming simply picked her up by the waist and walked to his exclusive elevator. His move made her the focus of the company again, and almost all colleagues in the design department saw it.
He asked her to sit in the car, "Feng Zhiming, where are you taking me?" His style of doing things always made her unpredictable.
Without saying a word, he just drove on the road.
"You'll know when we get there." Feng Zhiming deliberately kept it a secret.
Ling Yanyan stopped talking. Since he didn't want to say anything now, she wouldn't ask again.
The car stopped at the entrance of the brand clothing store, and Feng Zhiming pulled her in. "Hello, President Feng!" As soon as the manager saw Feng Zhiming coming in, he immediately stepped forward to greet her.
"Are the clothes I asked you to prepare ready?" Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa and asked the manager of the clothing store.
"It's ready. I'm going to get it now." The store manager brought a set of clothes from inside.
Feng Zhiming pointed to Ling Yanyan beside him, "Let her change it."
"Miss, please." The manager made a gesture of invitation to Ling Yanyan, but Ling Yanyan couldn't even say a word of refusal, so what if she refused? Feng Zhiming would never agree.
Ling Yanyan followed the store manager to the fitting room, took the dress from her hand, and walked into the fitting room.
Feng Zhiming walked to the fitting room and said, "Ling Yanyan, if you don't come out, I will go in."
This damn woman, does it take half an hour to change clothes?
Ling Yanyan finally opened the curtain of the fitting room and walked out, covering her chest with her hands.
Feng Zhiming looked at her, smiled evilly, and pulled down the hand covering her chest. "Well, it's very good, it suits you very well." He looked at her appraisingly, wearing a purple low-cut silk evening gown.
The dress has lace trim on the shoulders, a curled flower of the same color on the waist, and the hem is in the shape of a rose nailed with rhinestones. This set was specially designed by him for Ling Yanyan by a famous designer in the French fashion industry.
, is unique.
Then she paired it with a diamond necklace and put on high heels of the same color.
"Very beautiful." Feng Zhiming stretched out his long arms and hugged her slender waist.
I walked out of the clothing store and drove to Binjiang Square, the busiest place in the city. It was now seven o'clock in the evening, when there were the most people walking and chatting in Binjiang Park.
"Are you asking me to dress like this because I want to go to the park?" Ling Yanyan sat in the car and looked at the scene outside the car window. She was afraid of being impressed or kidnapped.
The outfit she was wearing was worth at least several million, which made her afraid to get out of the car.
"Isn't it good to go to the park? Don't you feel honored that I, the president of the Feng Group, accompany you to the park?" Feng Zhiming held her arm and walked on the stone paved path in the park.
"Is today a festival? Why are there so many flowers decorated along the way?" Ling Yanyan looked at the people coming all the way, with bright red roses planted on the side.
Feng Zhiming held her hand and walked onto the cement platform. Behind it happened to be a large LED display screen. It was originally playing a commercial advertisement, but in an instant, it turned into a scene of the two of them holding hands.
Not only the display screen in this square, but also the display screens in the entire city showed the same picture. And people immediately gathered around. In addition to people visiting the park, there were also reporters from major media.
Feng Zhiming faced her face to face and spread his hands. Li Rui immediately handed over a brocade box and opened it. Inside was a ring with a platinum body and a large diamond inlaid on it. Under the light, it shone brightly.
With dazzling light.
Kneeling down on one knee, "Yanyan, will you marry me?" Feng Zhiming looked up at him, a little at a loss. She thought he was just joking last night, but why did it become a reality today?
The real feeling is that she wants to reject him and she shouldn't accept him.
"Promise quickly. If you dare to refuse, I will demolish the orphanage." Feng Zhiming lowered his voice and threatened her.
Ling Yanyan grinned, but she replied to him, "Are you proposing? Why do I think it's a threat?" He actually did this.
Feng Zhiming held her hand tightly, "Then why don't you agree quickly?" What showed in his eyes was that he would definitely do what he said.
"Yanyan, will you marry me?" Feng Zhiming asked again patiently.
All the people watching shouted, "Promise! Promise!"
Ling Yanyan smiled faintly and nodded slightly, "I do."