Sitting in the passenger seat, Ling Yanyan held her mobile phone, but she still didn't dial the number.
"Yanyan." Feng Zhiming called her several times, but she didn't hear her. She just looked at the scenery passing by outside the window.
Feng Zhiming could only step on the brakes. The car shook, and Ling Yanyan came to her senses, "We're here!" Without even looking anywhere, she was about to open the car door, but was held back by Feng Zhiming.
"Yanyan, what are you thinking about?" Feng Zhiming looked at her dazed expression and sighed slightly.
Ling Yanyan glanced out the window and raised the corner of her mouth, "I didn't think about anything! You stopped the car suddenly, I thought I was at the company."
Feng Zhiming took the mobile phone in her hand and looked at the series of numbers on it. "Don't worry, I think Zehao will definitely come." He touched her long hair comfortingly and continued driving.
Feng Zhiming took Ling Yanyan into the office, and it was Secretary Chen who came in to report on the work.
"Where's Special Assistant Li?" Feng Zhiming took the coffee cup and was about to drink it, but Ling Yanyan took it away, "You can't drink coffee in the morning."
Secretary Chen on the side was stunned for a moment, "President, Assistant Li has not arrived at the company today."
"Okay, I understand. Let's prepare for the morning meeting." Feng Zhiming told Secretary Chen.
"Secretary Chen, bring in a cup of black tea." Ling Yanyan placed the coffee cup in her hand on the coffee table.
Feng Zhiming pulled Ling Yanyan, who was standing beside him, into his arms, "Am I doting on you too much?"
"Don't you want to pet me?" Ling Yanyan put her hands around his neck.
"Love." Feng Zhiming lightly tapped the tip of her pretty nose.
Ling Yanyan stood up from his lap, "Then don't forget this!" She took out a photo of Qin Lin from her bag and placed it in front of his desk.
Feng Zhiming put away the photo, "This is probably the most important thing for you today!" He already knew exactly what she was planning.
Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa and picked up a fashion magazine to read. After a while, she put down the magazine in her hand and said, "Zhi Ming, I want to go back to France."
"What are you doing back in France?" Feng Zhiming didn't even raise his head, he just asked lightly.
"I just want to go see it." It's been a long time since I left France, and I've almost given up everything there.
Feng Zhiming raised his head and said, "Then I will go with you."
"No, I'll just go back for a few days." Ling Yanyan sat down opposite him, "Is that okay?"
Feng Zhiming originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw the look on her face, he couldn't bear it.
"It's good to go out and relax." Feng Zhiming saw that her body was getting better and she needed to change her state of mind.
"Really?" Ling Yanyan didn't expect that he would agree so readily this time.
"But don't be too tired." Of course Feng Zhiming knew that she returned to France mainly for the store in France.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "I understand."
At this time, the phone rang, and Ling Yanyan quickly picked it up, "Zehao, is that you?"
"Yanyan, did Yan'er bring Hanghang to your place?" Lu Zehao's voice was filled with worry.
"Well, did you quarrel again?" Ling Yanyan asked.
Lu Zehao sighed lightly, "She didn't listen to my explanation at all. I just booked a flight and should be arriving in the evening. Don't tell her, I'm afraid she will run away again."
"Okay, I understand. When the time comes, Zhiming and I will pick you up!" Ling Yanyan turned her head and glanced at Feng Zhiming.
"No, I'll just take the car there when I get there. I have to board the plane, so let's not talk about it for now." Lu Zehao hung up the phone in a hurry.
Ling Yanyan put away her phone. It seemed that she didn't have to worry too much about Yan'er and Zehao.
At the end of the day, Feng Zhiming drove Ling Yanyan to school to pick up Yiyi. As soon as Yiyi heard that Hanghang was coming, she hummed excitedly along the way. As soon as the car stopped, Yiyi got out of the car and headed towards
Run into the room.
Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan and followed behind with a smile.
After dinner, Yanyan cut a plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table. Yan'er leaned on the sofa and looked at Yiyi and Hanghang squatting on the carpet, with a smile on her face, "Yanyan, you
"Tell me, are we determined to be your in-laws?" He said to Ling Yanyan standing aside.
Ling Yanyan just smiled slightly and said, these two children do have a good relationship.
"Hanghang, Yiyi will be your wife from now on. You have to hold on tight and don't let her be abducted by another man." Yan'er leaned her head against the two of them, who were playing video games intensely.
Said.
"Can such a young child understand what you say?" Feng Zhiming snorted coldly.
"You have to take care of it! Anyway, Yiyi is destined to be my wife." Yan'er glared at Feng Zhiming with raised eyebrows.
Feng Zhiming hugged Ling Yanyan tightly, "Let's go up and rest. She is your wife anyway, you can take care of her."
"Hey!" Yan'er shouted, "How could you do this?"
Just after he finished speaking, the door was opened. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His handsome face still had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. When Yan'er saw the person, she froze on the spot and opened her eyes wide.
eyes.
After a long time, I asked him: "Why did you come here? And how did you get in?"
Lu Zehao shrugged, "I'll come find you."
Yan'er turned around and walked upstairs, but was grabbed by Lu Zehao, "Why did you come to me? Don't you have a beautiful woman with you? Why did you come to me?"
I struggled hard, but couldn't escape his grasp.
Ling Yanyan went back downstairs, "Yiyi, Hanghang, you guys also go take a shower and go back to your room to sleep."
Without saying a word, Lu Zehao picked up Yan'er and walked to the room on the second floor.
Matters between the two couples should be settled behind closed doors and in bed.
Ling Yanyan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled sweetly. Feng Zhiming stepped forward and hugged her, "Yanyan, if you dare to imitate Yan'er and run away from home whenever something happens, I will definitely punish you severely.
."
Before she made any moves, Feng Zhiming gave her a warning in advance.
"Then don't bully me, don't make me angry, I won't leave!" Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms.
"You mean if you run away from home one day, it will be my fault?" Feng Zhiming caught the tail of her words and tightened his hand on her waist.
Ling Yanyan raised her head and said, "Yes, it's your fault."
"If a woman is too pampered, she will become very unreasonable. It's true." Feng Zhiming shook his head helplessly. The current Ling Yanyan is almost completely gone, but no matter what kind of she is,
He loves the somewhat timid Yanyan, the angry Yanyan, and the coquettish Yanyan. They are all his favorites.
Ling Yanyan returned to the room, "Zhi Ming, can Yiyi let her stay here?"
"Take Yiyi, you will be too tired. She is so old and very sensible, so you don't have to worry." Feng Zhiming saw the sad look on her face. With her like this, can she relax? She can't let it go, and she can't let it go.
That.
"If you are worried, don't go to France." Feng Zhiming took away her suitcase.
"No!" Ling Yanyan took back the suitcase and began to pack her luggage.