Ling Yanyan was pulled out of the tea room by him and went to the infirmary, "It's okay!"
It was just a small cut. The doctor disinfected her and put on an OK bandage. "Assistant Ling Te, don't touch the water, otherwise it will cause inflammation." The doctor told her.
"I got it!" It's just a small injury, and you can't touch the water. How can it be possible without touching the water with your hands? However, he still nodded to show that he understood.
Feng Zhiming stood aside, looking at her indifferent expression, narrowing his eyes slightly, and then pulled her towards the office on the top floor, "Ling Yanyan! Are you an idiot?" As soon as he entered the office, he started to yell at her.
Roar.
"I'm not an idiot! Why are you so fierce!" Ling Yanyan shook off his hand and took a step back.
"Then why did you stupidly pick up the pieces? Don't you know your hand was scratched?" Feng Zhiming watched her retreat, his anger rising again.
Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes innocently, "Of course I know, it's just a minor injury."
"You're still reasonable." This damn little woman dared to retort.
Ling Yanyan curled her lips and walked towards him, "Don't be angry, you won't do it next time!" She pulled his sleeve.
"There's another time?!" Feng Zhiming softened. He didn't expect that when he saw her finger bleeding, he felt very distressed. So when he saw that she didn't care about the injury at all, he became angry.
Ling Yanyan shook her head desperately, "No, no, there will be no next time. I will be obedient." Is he trying to get into trouble? He sighed helplessly.
Feng Zhiming took her hand and held her in his arms, "I'll stay here this afternoon and you're not allowed to go anywhere."
"But, I have to work." Ling Yanyan raised her head and reminded him that it was still working time.
Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand to hold her head and buried her little face in his chest, "I am the president, I have the final say. How about I transfer you back here?"
"No!" Ling Yanyan refused directly. She didn't want to face him every day. In this way, he would see her thoroughly and make her have no reservations in front of him.
Feng Zhiming just hugged her and said nothing.
There was a knock on the door, "Come in." Ling Yanyan was still held in his arms.
It was Li Rui who came in, "President, the cooperation agreement between Cheng's Enterprises has been finalized. Mr. Ling has come over to formally sign the contract. He is now in the conference room."
When Ling Yanyan heard the word "Mr. Ling", her body stiffened slightly.
"Okay, I got it, I'll be there in a minute." Feng Zhiming said to him, and Li Rui walked out of the office and closed the door.
"You stay here, I'm going to have a meeting." Feng Zhiming let go of her and prepared to walk out.
But she was pulled back by Ling Yanyan, "Can I attend?"
"It's not what I asked for." Feng Zhiming smiled evilly and walked out of the office with his arms around her.
Ling Yanyan awkwardly tried to break away, "Can you let me go first?" She was going to a meeting now. Isn't it good for him to hold her like this?
At the door of the conference room, Feng Zhiming let go of him and pushed the door open, followed by Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yunxiang saw her calm expression, but she didn't look at him, as if he didn't exist.
In the conference room, he placed the contract that the secretary had prepared on the table. After reading the terms above, he signed his name on it with a wave of his hand.
"Happy cooperation!" Feng Zhiming shook hands with Ling Yunxiang.
"Then I'll take my leave first." Ling Yunxiang glanced at Ling Yanyan, turned around and walked out.
Ling Yanyan looked at his back, feeling disappointed. Her head hung slightly, not looking at him.
Back in the villa, Ling Yanyan sat alone on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery outside the window, but what came to her mind was Ling Yunxiang's disappointed expression and lost back.
Is it too cruel for her to resist him like this? Is it too heartless? After all, he is also her father. No matter what, can she break the relationship between father and daughter? If she can break it, why?
Will you always feel sad?
He picked up the cell phone beside him and dialed the number. After two beeps, he picked up the call.
"Yanyan, is that you?" Ling Yunxiang's voice was a little urgent, but also a little surprised.
Ling Yanyan hesitated for a moment and then said, "It's me."
"Yanyan, are you okay?" Ling Yunxiang asked with concern. Of course he saw the injury on her hand in the conference room today.
"I'm fine. Well, let's meet tomorrow." He pursed his lips and spoke.
Ling Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly, "Tomorrow, okay, where are you? I'll pick you up then."
It could be heard from his tone that he was happy to receive her call, and he was even happier to hear that she wanted to meet him.
"Well, I'll hang up first." Ling Yanyan suddenly didn't know what to say and could only hang up the phone hurriedly.
Feng Zhiming stood at the door, watching her sitting on the ground, holding the cell phone she just hung up in her hand.
"Who should I call?" He stood behind her and asked.
Ling Yanyan raised her face and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, "No!" She stood up with her hands on the carpet and came close to his arms.
Feng Zhiming patted her back and said, "Let's go! Let's go down to eat."
"I don't really want to eat, go ahead!" Ling Yanyan lost her appetite as soon as she heard about eating.
"Shall I take you outside to eat what you want?" Feng Zhiming rubbed her long hair lovingly.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "Don't go to such trouble, I'll just go down and eat." She didn't want Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang to have a worse impression of her.
At the dining table, everyone was eating their meals, and Ling Yanyan was also eating one bite at a time.
"Uncle, aunt, I have also rested for several days. Tomorrow, I plan to go back to the company to work." Wang Xueyi watched Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan go in and out together every day. If she stayed at home every day, even if she
What about Feng Zhiming's child in his belly? He and Ling Yanyan were in love every night, and there was no guarantee that Ling Yanyan wouldn't get pregnant either.
"Okay, but you can't be too tired." Yang Yunfang warned.
"Yes, Auntie, I understand." Wang Xueyi smiled and glanced at Ling Yanyan with a hint of provocation.
Ling Yanyan just pretended not to see it. She never wanted to argue with her. She never thought that she wanted to compete with her for the title of CEO's wife. She just wanted to accompany him.
Ling Yanyan put down her chopsticks, "I'm done eating. Let's go upstairs first."
Since she doesn't want to see her, she should leave first!
"Zhi Ming, please stay with me for a while tonight, okay?" Wang Xueyi saw Ling Yanyan walking upstairs, sitting next to Feng Zhiming, and wrapped her hands around his neck.
Feng Zhiming pulled her hand down and said, "You should have a good rest now and take good care of the child in your belly."
Wang Xueyi never thought that her pregnancy would become an excuse and reason for him to stay away from her.
"Mom, Dad, eat slowly." After saying that, he left the restaurant and sat in the living room, watching the financial news.