Cheng Gang hung up the phone sarcastically. It didn't matter what he thought. What mattered was what Li Yuanjing thought.
Back in the ward, Ling Xuan said with a hint of tears: "Yuan Jing's phone has been busy and I can't get through."
"He is having a meeting out of town, so we can't talk on the phone for the time being."
Although he comforted Ling Xuan in this way, Cheng Gang knew that it had been a while and Li Yuanjing had not responded.
Or, he is completely unaware of this matter and has not had time to look at the photos in Moments.
Or, he just had a tacit approval of Wang Yintong's actions.
Li Yuanjing ended the meeting and frowned as he looked at the dozen missed calls on his phone.
The top ones are all the landlines of the Li family’s old residence.
After thinking about it, I decided to call back and find out what was going on.
He deliberately waited for everyone to leave one after another before walking to the quiet balcony.
As expected, Li's mother complained nonstop on the other end of the phone.
In fact, Li's mother had disliked Wang Yintong as her daughter-in-law ever since he got married, so complaints were commonplace.
Putting the phone aside and letting it be noisy for a while, when his mother's anger was almost vented, he slowly picked it up and said gently: "Mom, I have a video conference here. If there is any problem, please wait in a few days."
I’ll talk about it when I get back to Licheng.”
After making the call, Li Yuanjing found that his phone was almost out of battery and the power bank was still left in the conference room.
After packing up his belongings and coming out, he heard a noise in the conference room next door. He looked over and saw that it was Wang Yintong.
She was sitting by the window, typing something on her laptop seriously, looking very focused.
The rays of the setting sun shone on her body, coating her body with a soft glow.
Li Yuanjing stood outside the window on the other side, looking at her profile for a moment.
After a while, it seemed that the work was done. She stood up, stretched first, then put down her arms and twisted her neck.
A burst of brisk music came from the room, and Wang Yintong stepped on the rhythm and squirmed.
At this time, everyone went to the restaurant to eat, and the whole floor and even the whole building were quiet.
Wang Yintong was so immersed in her own emotions that she never thought that there was a pair of eyes following her movements.
After dancing the whole song, she laughed, walked to the podium, and began to read the press release she had just written eloquently.
By some strange coincidence, Li Yuanjing zoomed out the camera on his phone and took a photo of her.
He left the building and ordered a very attractive Thai King Fried Rice for her. He didn't leave a name on it and just asked the waiter to deliver it as soon as possible.
As for himself, he went to the VIP room and ordered a bowl of sweet potato porridge.
No wonder Wang Yintong couldn't help but praise how delicious it was. It really had a long aftertaste and he couldn't help but order a second bowl.
Attached, he took a still picture and added the following message: See Nanshan leisurely.
Li Yuanjing didn't know what kind of effect it would have after sending this post to his circle of friends. However, just as the words said, his mood calmed down.
At this moment, he was thinking to himself: It would be a bit embarrassing to take out a contract when a person is most comfortable.
However, the contract was written to protect her rights and interests, and most importantly, it also spelled out the concessions and compensation he could make if she became pregnant.
Since this is not the right time to talk about this, let's wait until we return to Licheng and find a warm night where we can sit down and talk face to face.
After Wang Yintong finished filming the show, she took out her mobile phone to send the video to her colleagues. She immediately saw Li Yuanjing's circle of friends.
The waiter delivered the food in time. When she learned that it was ordered by the man in the VIP room, she smiled and asked the waiter to bring a message: "Thank you, I will definitely get the CD."
She couldn't help but pouted and said "cut", but she still had a good meal.