The morning sun shone warmly into the room. Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and turned over, only to find something cold. She sat up and looked at the empty space around her, "Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming!"
Ling Yanyan walked on the carpet with bare feet. There was no one in the room. She put on her coat and walked out of the room. Still no one was seen. Where did he go?
He quickly ran back to the room, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and dialed the only saved number. The phone beeped twice and then he picked up, "Zhiming, where are you?"
"I'm at the company. I have a morning meeting today. Seeing that you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't call you." Feng Zhiming's voice was very low.
"I thought..." Ling Yanyan's tense heart finally relaxed.
Feng Zhiming chuckled, "What do you think? Huh? Think I regretted it, ran away, and don't want you anymore?" This silly girl, however, her worries made him feel very warm.
Ling Yanyan's tears flowed down her face, "Who asked you to go to work quietly without even telling me." She sobbed and said to him on the other end of the phone.
"I told you! Didn't you see that I left a note on the bedside table?" Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly, "My dear, have you really opened your eyes?"
Ling Yanyan turned her head and looked at the bedside table. Sure enough, there was a note. She picked it up and looked at it. Sure enough, there were a few lines of words written on it: I have to go to the company first, have a good sleep and wait for me to come back. Feng Zhiming
"Why aren't you talking?" The silence on the other end of the phone made Feng Zhiming a little uneasy.
"It's nothing! I'll wait for you to come back." Ling Yanyan said happily.
Feng Zhiming smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask Li Rui to pick you up at noon. I'll take you somewhere in the afternoon." After closing the call, Feng Zhiming changed his gentle and affectionate expression and looked at the conference room with a serious expression.
of everyone.
Everyone else lowered their heads knowingly and continued to read the briefing papers in their hands.
Ling Yanyan put away her phone and sat on the single sofa in front of the window, with a happy smile on her face.
Then he stood up, walked to the closet, took out all the clothes in the closet, threw them on the bed, and put them on his body one by one, but he couldn't decide which ones to wear.
Finally, I chose a bright pink waisted ultra-short mid-sleeve dress. The collar is decorated with gold pieces, and the waist is a black belt. The connection point of the black belt is decorated with butterfly-shaped rhinestones. The lower body
It is a layered skirt, and her long hair is still hanging straight.
It seemed that the time was almost there. Ling Yanyan was sitting in the living room, watching TV boredly.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Ling Yanyan went to open the door. Li Rui stood at the door, "Miss Yanyan, the president asked me to pick you up."
"Okay, thank you!" Ling Yanyan picked up the bag and walked out of the room.
"Miss Yanyan, the president has submitted his resignation this morning, and he was the last one in the company this morning." Li Rui said to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan lowered her head slightly, "Do you also think I'm selfish?"
"No, I think you took a lot of courage to make such a decision. Five years ago, the president lost you. He was actually very painful. However, when he mistakenly thought that you and General Manager Ling were living together, he said
, if you are happy, he will be happy." Li Rui said while driving the car.
Ling Yanyan's heart froze for a moment. It turned out that he thought she was happy five years ago, so that's why he married Wang Xueyi, and that's why he didn't come to see her. It turned out that she had misunderstood him in everything.
"Miss Yanyan, you are the only one who can give the president happiness." Li Rui said with certainty. He has been with Feng Zhiming for more than ten years and knows him well.
Ling Yanyan held back her tears and nodded vigorously, "I will, I will try my best to make him happy." She made up her mind that her heart was only for him in this life, and hers was only for him in this life.
Half an hour later, the car stopped under an overpass on the outskirts of the city, "Li Rui, why did Zhi Ming ask you to take me here?" Ling Yanyan stood on the overpass, watching the passing vehicles, and Li Rui just
He shook his head, because this was the closest place to where he wanted to go, and he wanted to take her there himself.
"That's right! Every decision he makes is based on his own temper. No one can predict it." Ling Yanyan stroked the metal barrier with her hand, searching for the familiar car among the passing vehicles.
More than ten minutes later, a familiar black BMW entered Ling Yanyan's sight, "He's coming, he's coming!" She ran down the stairs of the overpass as fast as she could, and Ling Yanyan's ruined foot just hit the last step.
A step up the stairs, a bang was heard, and the black BMW was hit by a silver-gray car from behind. The black car rolled over out of control and slid forward for a distance.
"No!" Ling Yanyan shouted, watching the car crash over in front of her eyes.
Li Rui also ran over and struggled to pull Feng Zhiming, who was covered in blood, out of the car.
"Zhi Ming, wake up! Wake up and look at me! Open your eyes and look at me! Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming..." Ling Yanyan hugged Feng Zhiming tightly in her arms,
He didn't care at all that he was covered in blood.
Li Rui looked at the oil leaking from the fuel tank and said, "Miss Yanyan, leave quickly, the car is leaking oil and is about to explode." He held Feng Zhiming away from him to a safe distance.
Ling Yanyan looked helplessly at the blazing fire of the car, and Feng Zhiming, who was leaning next to Li Rui, "Zhiming, Zhiming." She touched his face with both hands, "You must not
Something's wrong! I love you! I love you so much! Wake up and look at me!" Tears flowed out uncontrollably and fell on his handsome face.
The ambulance drove to the scene of the car accident as quickly as possible, carried Feng Zhiming into the ambulance, and began to perform first aid measures.
"Zhi Ming, Zhi Ming." Ling Yanyan's small hand tightly held his big hand.
The red light in the emergency room turned on. Ling Yanyan stood waiting at the door anxiously. Li Rui also stood aside, "Miss Yanyan, don't be sad, the president will be fine," comforting her, the operation has been carried out.
It had been more than half an hour, and Ling Yanyan had stood in the same posture for more than half an hour, staring blankly at the door of the operating room.
"Yes, he will be fine!" Ling Yanyan nodded, he will be fine, he will be fine.
She had just admitted her heart, she had just made up her mind to love him well, she had just understood his intentions and dedication to her, how could anything happen to him?
However, after a long time, the lights in the operating room were still on, "Li Rui, Zhi Ming will be fine, right? He will be fine, right?" Ling Yanyan pulled Li Rui's sleeve tightly, as if she had found him.
Like a piece of driftwood.
Li Rui supported the shaky Ling Yanyan and said, "Miss Yanyan."
"But, he lost a lot of blood and was seriously injured." Ling Yanyan could see him covered in blood. When she thought of this, her heartbeat would stop.
At this time, Feng Zhihao, Yang Yunfang and Wang Xueyi hurried over. When they saw Ling Yanyan standing outside the operating room door, all their anger surged up.
"Ling Yanyan, what happened? Why was Zhi Ming injured? Why? What on earth did you do to him?" Wang Xueyi grabbed Ling Yanyan, yelled at her, and kept shaking her.
"I didn't, I didn't." Ling Yanyan shook her head, but was pushed down by her force. Ling Yanyan fell to the ground, and her body happened to hit the chair in the hospital corridor, making a huge noise.