"Madam, this is a new gift just sent to you. It is a congratulatory gift from Mrs. Zhang and others."
In the hall, the maid counted the various gift boxes on the table and said respectfully.
Ouyang Lingwei was sitting on the sofa, wearing a slim-fitting black cheongsam, high heels, and her long hair gently tied up.
She held a cup of tea in her hand, blew it, took a sip, and said casually: "Take the gift and put it away, I don't want to see it."
"OK."
The maid nodded and moved everything away.
She put down the teacup, her face full of impatience.
The news of her pregnancy has spread widely, and many people have sent her gifts recently.
But Ouyang Zhengyu has been very busy recently and hasn't been home much.
We've been married for a while, and the two of us haven't even had time to sit down and have a meal together.
This pregnancy only occurred after they had sex for the first time.
Therefore, Ouyang Lingwei was very disappointed and always felt that she had been left out.
"Madam, the president's call has come back." The maid came over with her cell phone and said.
Hearing this, joy appeared on her face, and she quickly picked up the phone, "Hello?"
"at home?"
"Um."
She felt very friendly when she heard his voice.
"Ling Wei, I have a meeting tonight, so I can't go back so quickly."
The joy on Ouyang Lingwei's face immediately dimmed, and she clenched the hand holding the phone tightly.
Every time he called her, she would be very happy when she received his call.
However, it's the same content every time.
They are unable to come back or come back very late.
Even though they live under the same roof, the number of times they see each other is very rare.
But what could she say.
"Okay, I understand, you go ahead."
"Um."
The phone hung up.
Ouyang Lingwei smashed her phone to the ground with a displeased look on her face.
The maid on the side subconsciously took a step back and said fearfully, "Madam, are you okay?"
"fine."
She stood up, turned around and walked out.
When I came to the garden, I happened to see Feng Yiming walking towards me.
He had just returned from training with his troops and had not had time to change out of his clothes.
Ouyang Lingwei walked over and called, "Yi Ming."
Feng Yiming paused, looked up at her, and asked coldly, "Madam, what's the matter?"
"Why are you asking Madam to be so raw? Just call me Ling Wei."
"Now that your status is different, let's call you Madam."
"Yiming, do you know what Zhengyu has been busy with recently? He hasn't been home for several days."
"There are a lot of conferences to be held recently, and the president will be busy."
"But no matter how busy he is, he can't ignore me and the children." Ouyang Lingwei said loudly and unhappily, her voice a bit high.
Feng Yiming looked at her steadily and said nothing.
She lightly brushed the hair beside her ears and took a deep breath, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be angry at you. These are my own matters."
"The president is very busy, please understand."
"I know, but I just don't like him snubbing me like this. What's so wrong with me that he hates me so much and even avoids me."
Feng Yiming did not answer this.
Ouyang Lingwei looked up at him and asked eagerly, "Yiming, you think I'm pretty good, right? I'm not that bad. Why doesn't he like me?"
"I don't know what the president is thinking."
"Yiming, tell me, does he still like Shu Xiaoluo?" Ouyang Lingwei grabbed his hand and asked excitedly.
The next second, his hand was quickly thrown away.
Feng Yiming took a step back and said distantly, "Madam, please keep your distance. It's not good to be seen."
"What's wrong? You and I are like family members. No one dares to gossip!"
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." He crossed her and wanted to leave.
"Wait!" Ouyang Lingwei's tone changed, and she looked at his back and ordered coldly, "Then tell me now where Zhengyu is, and I will go find him myself."
"The president has told you to take care of your baby at home, but you don't understand?"
"I don't care, I just want to see him anyway, you tell me first."
Feng Yiming ran out of patience, turned around, and strode away.
"You!" Ouyang Lingwei looked at his leaving figure and her face changed with anger.
Now even Yi Ming feels annoyed by her and wonders what she did wrong.
Feng Yiming walked out of the Presidential Palace and was about to get in the car when he received a message from Ouyang Zhengyu.
"Rongding Hotel, come quickly."
The message is a few short words.
Feng Yiming silently put his phone back into his pocket, opened the door and got in the car.
Arrive at the destination, private room.
When he opened the door and went in, he saw an empty box and Ouyang Zhengyu, wearing a white high-end custom-made suit, sitting alone at the table.
He lit a cigarette and smoked it by himself.
Feng Yiming walked over.
"You're here, sit down." Ouyang Zhengyu raised his head and gestured to the chair next to him.
"You suddenly called me over. What's the matter?"
"There are a lot of things going on these days and I'm very busy. I finally have some time to myself, so I want to find someone to chat with."
A sumptuous meal was prepared on the table, but he didn't touch a bite.
Feng Yiming nodded and said, "If you have anything to give me, just tell me."
Ouyang Zhengyu patted his shoulder lightly, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Yi Ming, we have a lifelong friendship. I still remember the time when I was in danger and you stepped forward to save me. We are now good brothers here, and there is no distinction between monarch and minister."
"At that time, I didn't know that you were the future president. I just happened to pass by and helped."
"Yes, we had a good time during that time. Now that I think about it, I really miss it. When I was not the president, I was very free and carefree. That kind of life is gone forever."
Feng Yiming pursed his lips and remained silent, not saying much.
Ouyang Zhengyu handed him a cigarette, and he said that he did not smoke.
"Yiming, you also met Ling Wei at that time. I know you like her quite a lot. It was love at first sight, right?"
Feng Yiming replied calmly, "That's all in the past tense, so don't mention it."
"Actually, I really hope that you two can be together. Unfortunately, fate has its way with people. You won't blame me, right?"
"Mr. President, you are worrying too much. I don't blame anyone. You can't force things that are not destined to happen."
Ouyang Zhengyu looked at him looking so calm and indifferent, and he hesitated to say something.
He and Feng Yiming were good brothers originally, but now that he married Ouyang Lingwei, he felt a little sorry for Feng Yiming.
However, Feng Yiming is a sensible person.
"You don't have to worry about those things. I actually don't care about them. I'm very open-minded."
"Just be open-minded. I thought you would blame me, but that would be troublesome."
"No." Feng Yiming paused and then said, "Since you married her, you should be responsible for her."