Sitting in Ye Qixuan's original study room, stroking the breast he once used, pouring hot water on it, holding the warm breast, as if holding his warm hand.
Ling Fei leaned her head on the back of the leather chair, closed her eyes and felt his breath that might still be in the air. She didn't open her eyes until Nikhun walked in.
"Ready."
"Well," Ling Fei stood up and walked to his room. There were several screens on the wall, and one person appeared on each.
"Ling Fei," Fei Sijue looked at her with concern, "Are you okay?"
"Ling Fei, do you want to go home and stay for a few days?" Lan Xichen also had a complicated expression.
Ling Fei shook her head and looked to the other side, "Chengyun, how is the company?"
"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Ye Chengyun's face looked a little tired. He had to bear the grief of losing his loved ones alone, hide it from his family, and manage the company. You can imagine the pressure he was under.
Ling Fei stood in the room and looked at the three of them seriously, "You all know about Ye Qixuan. I'm not looking for you to mourn and remember him, but to help you with something."
Fei Sijue and Lan Xichen nodded without hesitation, "You say."
She looked serious, "I want to acquire Wei Xiaoran's listed company in Asia."
The three of them didn't even frown. Fei Sijue spoke first, "Even if you didn't ask us for help, Chen and I would have already planned to do this."
Lan Xichen's cold eyes closed slightly and he said word by word, "We will do it at any cost."
Ye Chengyun said calmly, "As long as it's for my brother, I can sacrifice my life."
Ling Fei finally smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."
Ye Chengyun looked at her with some worry, "Ling Fei, what else do you want to do?"
She lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips was slightly sharp, "You just broke his right arm, and leave the left arm to me."
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"Zero, where is this place? What a beautiful castle!" Xiaokui stood outside Edmund's castle villa, her eyes widened, "Wow, what a big garden!" She pulled Ling Fei excitedly.
hand, "zero, zero, this seems like a princess's home!"
Ling Fei hit her little head and said, "There is no princess here, only a king."
The housekeeper came over at this time and bowed his head respectfully, "Miss Ling, the Duke is waiting for you in the living room."
"Thank you, uncle butler."
Ling Fei led Xiaokui, who had not closed her mouth all the way, along the medieval-style corridor into the living room.
"Haha, Feifei, my baby." Edmund kindly stepped forward and hugged her gently.
"Uncle Meng, you are in good spirits." Ling Fei smiled.
Edmund saw the little girl next to him and blinked, "Hey, who is this little lady?"
No need for Ling Fei to introduce, Xiaokui hugged the doll tightly with one hand, lifted the hem of the princess's skirt with the other hand, and saluted him gracefully, "Hello, my name is Xiaokui."
"My daughter." Ling Fei sat on the sofa excitedly, took the matcha cake from the butler, and ate happily alone.
Looking at Ling Fei, who had no image at all, and then at the lady Xiao Kui, Edmund laughed, "Feifei, you actually have such a lovely daughter?"
"She looks a lot like me."
"..."
Edmund took Xiaokui's little hand, sat next to him, and looked at her with a smile, "Xiaokui, how old are you this year?"
Xiaokui stretched out her four little fingers and answered politely, "Four and a half years old."
Seeing the older one and the younger one chatting there, Ling Fei focused on the matcha cake. After finishing one plate, she handed the empty plate to the butler and smiled sheepishly, "Uncle butler~ I'm in trouble."
The butler understood, took it and turned around to leave.
Xiaokui was helpless at Mommy's embarrassing behavior, "Zero, you can't do this in the princess's castle."
"I know, I know." Ling Fei said her daughter's words in one ear and out the other.
On the side, Edmund was amused by the two of them. He held Xiaokui on his knees, regardless of whether it would wrinkle the trousers made by a well-known designer. "Xiaokui, why do you think this place is so beautiful?"
Is it the princess’s castle?”
"It's so beautiful here," Xiaokui said in a childish voice, "It looks like the castle where Princess Barbie lives."
Ling Fei cooed at the doll in Xiaokui's arms and explained, "Barbie is her best friend."
"Oh," Edmund said suddenly.
At this time, the butler stepped forward and said, "Your Excellency, Prince Mork and Prince Lance have arrived."
Edmund's elegant face showed a rare trace of dissatisfaction, "This old friend is really tireless. Whenever he has time, he will bring his grandson over to show off, even if it is only for a few minutes, he will never tire of it." Suddenly, his eyes fell on the little boy.
Kui's eyes flashed, "Xiao Kui, do you want to visit my castle?"
"Yeah, yeah." Xiaokui nodded fiercely.
Ling Fei raised her eyebrows and said, "Uncle Meng, where do you want to abduct my daughter?"
"I'll borrow your little baby for ten minutes at most." Edmund took Xiaokui's hand and walked to the living room.
ten minutes later.
Xiaokui ran over happily, stood next to Ling Fei, and said excitedly, "Zero, zero, I saw the real prince! He even held my hand and called me princess!"
Then, Edmund, who looked happy, came back and sat on the sofa, "Haha, I'm afraid Prince Mok no longer has the capital to show off."
Ling Fei asked funnyly, "Uncle Meng, when did my daughter become a princess?"
Edmund smiled and said, "Feifei, you came here today not just to visit me, right?"
Ling Fei shook the cake in her hand, "In addition to asking for uncle, I also want it for this."
"Haha," he chuckled, "If you have anything to do, just tell me."
Ling Fei patted Xiaokui's hand and said, "Xiaokui, go play outside with the housekeeper."
"Oh." Xiaokui followed the housekeeper out obediently. When she and Edmund were left alone, she suppressed all her smiles, "Uncle Meng, I want to ask you for help. I know that Wei Xiaoran and many British parliamentarians
The congressmen all have close contacts, and I want you to cut off all his connections!"
Edmund chuckled suddenly and raised his eyes to look at her, "This is tantamount to dragging me into your war. Why should I agree to you?"
Ling Fei frowned, "Uncle Meng, tell me, what do you need to do to agree?"
Edmund looked convinced of her, "Haha, you know."
Ling Fei scratched her hair. She didn't understand. There were so many people vying to be his successor. Why did Edmund choose her? This was not as simple as verbally agreeing. Once she agreed, the rest of her life would be equal to