Ling Yanyan broke away from him forcefully, "Mr. Li, please respect yourself." It was necessary to be so enthusiastic. Besides, she and him were not so good that she wanted to give him a big hug as soon as they met!
"I'm really disappointed. I didn't expect that one of Feng Zhiming's rings has already been put on your hand. Does this mean that I don't have any chance?" Li Minghao pressed Ling Yanyan against his face with a disappointed look on his face.
The wall gave her nowhere to hide.
Ling Yanyan pushed him away forcefully, "Mr. Li, you are really joking. For a diamond king like you, there will definitely be better women who will like you."
Li Minghao shook his head, "But you are the only one I like. Can you give me a chance? I will love you more than Feng Zhiming." Regarding Li Minghao's confession, Ling Yanyan was not only surprised, but she was not.
To think that he would pursue her so relentlessly.
She could only remain silent.
Li Minghao breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you didn't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence." He then brought a bouquet of flowers on the table and said, "Give it to you."
"Mr. Li, I don't think it's appropriate for you to give this rose to me." Ling Yanyan looked at the bouquet of delicate roses and did not reach out to pick it up.
Li Minghao still handed it over, "Yanyan, give me some face, just think of it as congratulating you and Feng Zhiming on their love, okay?"
Ling Yanyan was helpless and was about to reach out to take it. The door was opened at this moment. Feng Zhiming walked in, walked to Ling Yanyan's side, put his arms around Ling Yanyan's slender waist, "Mr. Li,
If you are here to congratulate me and Yanyan, I welcome you. If you are here to steal my woman, then I can only ask you to go out." He said coldly and unceremoniously.
Li Minghao smiled lightly and said, "Yanyan, I'll take my leave now." He forced the rose in his hand to Ling Yanyan, then turned around and walked away gracefully.
Ling Yanyan looked at the flowers in her hands, then turned to look at Feng Zhiming beside her, "I'll give it to you!" She turned around and walked out of the reception room.
Feng Zhiming threw the flowers on the ground without politeness and turned to leave.
After a whole day of busy work and several phone calls, Ling Yanyan dragged her tired body out of the company.
"Miss Yanyan, the president asked me to pick you up from get off work." Li Rui drove and appeared at the door of the company on time.
Ling Yanyan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you, no need, the apartment is not far away anyway, I can just walk back by myself."
But Li Rui walked up to her and said, "The president asked me to take you back to the villa." He didn't allow her to refuse. He opened the door of the back seat of the car and made a gesture of invitation.
Ling Yanyan sat in the car without expression, rolled down the window, and let the wind blow in, messing up her long hair. Suddenly a cold feeling hit her, and she stretched out her hands to rub them on her arms.
Li Rui rolled up the window and said, "Miss Yanyan, are you worried?"
He could see that she was unhappy, but he was puzzled.
"Is it so obvious?" The corners of Ling Yanyan's mouth turned up in a small arc, almost invisible.
Li Rui nodded, "No matter what, you should follow your heart. You may not have thought about how much the president loves you." As an onlooker, he knew this all too well.
"I'm afraid I don't have such courage." Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes, her curled eyelashes flashing.
Li Rui also fell silent, because a person's heart cannot accommodate two women at the same time.
The car drove into the gate of the villa. Ling Yanyan hesitated for a moment, then opened the car door and got out of the car, "Thank you for sending me back."
Li Rui started the engine and drove away.
Ling Yanyan stood in the huge garden, watching his car disappear, but still didn't move a step.
Here, she is an unnecessary outsider, and she is scared.
"Why don't you go in?" Yang Yunfang's voice came from behind her.
Ling Yanyan turned her head in shock, "Hello, aunt!"
"Sit down!" Yang Yunfang sat down at the outdoor table next to her.
Ling Yanyan held the bag in her hand tightly and sat opposite her.
"Aunt, I'm sorry!" Ling Yanyan felt her unhappiness and her strangeness towards her.
"Why are you saying sorry to me! I don't want to hear it either!" Yang Yunfang's tone was not very good, and she took a sip of the cup of coffee in front of her.
Ling Yanyan knew what she meant, "Auntie, I promise you, I will do it, but I can't leave now."
"Sooner or later you have to leave, do you think it would be interesting to drag it out like this?" Yang Yunfang was puzzled. Since you have to leave, wouldn't it be better to leave early?
Ling Yanyan was about to speak when she saw Feng Zhiming walking over, so she decided to remain silent.
"What are you talking about?" Feng Zhiming had a smile on his face and sat down next to Ling Yanyan.
Yang Yunfang changed her serious expression and put on a kind smile on her face, "Son, you came back really early today. What's wrong? Are you afraid that I will bully Yanyan? Don't worry! I also like Yanyan very much." Yang Yunfang
He said with a smile, then stood up and left the garden.
Feng Zhiming watched Yang Yunfang leave, and Ling Yanyan's tense heart finally relaxed, "What did my mother talk to you about?"
"It's nothing! Just talk about home affairs!" Ling Yanyan pretended to be relaxed.
"Really?" He looked at her with disbelief.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, of course it's true. Let's go in too!" In order not to let him continue to ask any more questions, and to prevent him from becoming suspicious, she stood up and hugged him affectionately.
Walking into the living room, I heard a burst of joyful laughter coming from the room.
When Wang Xueyi saw Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan walking in together, she immediately stood up and walked towards him, "Zhiming, you are back! Are you tired?"
Feng Zhiming avoided her move towards her without leaving a trace. He took Ling Yanyan's hand and sat down on another single sofa.
"Zhi Ming, you have to listen to your father this time and find a day to get married to Xueyi first! Today, your mother has gone to the hospital with Xueyi to confirm that Xueyi is indeed pregnant, so you must
She got married before the child in her belly was born." Feng Zhihao was not ambiguous at all.
Ling Yanyan's body stiffened and her little hands clenched into fists. She was pregnant. Another woman was pregnant with his child.
This time, she has to leave!
"But I..." Feng Zhiming refused intuitively.
If he could marry, he wouldn't have to wait so many years. When Mo Yuqing died, he could marry her, but he didn't want to.
"But what? You listen to your parents. You and Xueyi will definitely be happy." Yang Yunfang glanced at Wang Xueyi sitting next to him and said with a smile.
Feng Zhiming put his hand on Ling Yanyan's shoulder, "Don't forget, I proposed to Yanyan in front of the major media. If I marry Xueyi, it will attract criticism.
.I don’t want the reputation of our Feng Enterprise to be ruined like this.” His excuse was indeed a good one.