Wang Xueyi took out clothes and pants from the cabinet, put them on for him, took out a tie, helped him put it on, and smoothed his clothes, "Zhi Ming, I hope I can live like this every day. I will do my best.
A wife’s responsibility is to take good care of her husband wholeheartedly.”
Feng Zhiming said nothing and took the suit she handed him. "I'm going to work." After that, he walked out of the room.
"Zhi Ming, I'll wait for you to go home tonight." Wang Xueyi caught up and said to his back.
Although he didn't answer her, she knew he would definitely come back.
Feng Zhiming spent all his time at work, but the unlucky thing was that the heads of various departments had their performance targets increased, which meant that the pressure on each top management was increased.
"What's going on? If you can't even do this little thing well, do you still want to continue working here?" Feng Zhiming slammed a blue folder over, containing pieces of information paper.
Slide out from the file.
"President, I'm sorry, I'll do it right now." The manager of the external relations department picked up the materials on the ground one by one.
"Don't leave work until you've done a good job." Feng Zhiming waved his hand and asked him to walk out of the office.
"Yes, yes," the external relations manager exited the office.
Knock, knock on the door, "Come in." The tone was full of annoyance, and after a while, a petite figure walked into the office.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Yan'er's voice sounded in front of him.
"Why are you here?" Feng Zhiming looked at her.
Yan'er sat down on the leather chair opposite him, "I'm here to see you! However, I think I'd better leave first. You have such a bad temper now. What if you hurt my petite me?" Deliberately?
Preparing to leave.
"Stop pretending, what do you want from me?" Feng Zhiming said calmly.
"Is nothing wrong? I just saw that you were in a bad mood, so I came to comfort you!" Yan'er said reasonably.
Feng Zhiming took out a cigarette irritably, but Yan'er stood up and snatched it away forcefully, "You have to smoke it when I'm not around. It's not good for the baby to inhale secondhand smoke."
"Then if you have nothing to do, just leave!" He was really in no mood to fight with her right now.
Yan'er pursed her lips, "You must regret being a good person now, right? However, I'm not that annoying. I'm here alone, I'm not familiar with the place, and I don't have many friends, so I just want to find someone
Come and chat!" Seeing how he didn't care about her, she didn't mind either.
"Miss, I have to go to work." During the chat, she couldn't figure it out, "Do you know that my time is measured in seconds?"
"Actually, it's very simple! As long as you let me work here." Yan'er finally revealed her ultimate purpose.
Feng Zhimingli ignored her, "I'm not free, I have to go to a meeting."
"Hey!" Yan'er stamped her feet anxiously.
"Yan'er, you are pregnant now. I will not hire you. Come to me after the baby in your belly is born!" As soon as he finished speaking, he walked out of the office.
Yan'er tilted her little head. Does that mean that she can come to work as soon as she gives birth to a child? However, it will be more than four months, and she will still be bored alone.
Ling Yanyan was discharged from the hospital and lived in a villa in the suburbs. "Yanyan, do you like it here?" Ling Yunxiang looked at Ling Yanyan's surprised expression, "I like it!" She did not expect that there would be a large lavender garden in the villa.
, light purple, looks very comfortable.
Paired with white walls, the overall European style.
He took her to the room and said, "Yanyan, you still need to have a good rest. Don't think about anything while staying here, just wait for the child in your belly to be born."
"Dad, I noticed that you are getting more and more verbose, I know it!" Ling Yanyan was lying on the comfortable bed, maybe because of the sleep-aid effect of lavender, or maybe because she was also a little tired. After a while,
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Yunxiang gently closed the door. During this period, he blocked out all news about Feng Zhiming. He just didn't want her to live in his shadow even though she wanted to give up. She seemed to have forgotten.
, with a smile every day and no longer sleepless nights.
Ling Yanyan was sitting under a parasol in the garden, drinking juice. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and her complexion was not as pale as before.
"Yanyan," Lu Zehao's voice sounded, "Brother Zehao, you're here!" He immediately stood up and walked towards him hurriedly.
Lu Zehao caught her and said, "Slow down."
"Why are you here today?" Ling Yanyan smiled sweetly.
"I'm on vacation, so I stopped by to see if you, a big-bellied woman, are obedient?" Lu Zehao tapped the tip of her nose lovingly.
Ling Yanyan stuck out her tongue playfully, "I'm very obedient now because my dad and you are in charge of me."
"That's good." Lu Zehao led her into the room and asked her to sit down. "It's been two months. It seems like you are used to this place."
Ling Yanyan paused for a moment, two months, how come it took so long?
"Time flies so fast."
"But you have suffered a lot in the past two months, and this child has tortured you a lot." When Lu Zehao thought about how she was seriously unhappy when she was first hospitalized, and it lasted longer than the average pregnant woman, now,
His face was no longer so pale and had regained its rosiness.
"The baby is really naughty." Ling Yanyan patted her belly.
However, she was willing. If she could really give up easily at that time, she would not hold on to her last consciousness and beg the doctor to help her lie to them that the child was gone.
"He must be a naughty boy." Lu Zehao guessed.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "But I prefer it to be a girl."
"We'll know if we go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow?" Lu Zehao smiled lightly.
"No, actually I like both boys and girls, so I want to wait until the child is born naturally." Ling Yanyan has been unwilling to go for a check-up to find out whether the baby in her belly is a boy or a girl.
Lu Zehao touched her head, "So uncle bought two copies of everything, one for boys and one for girls."
When they thought about the baby products displayed in the nursery, they looked at each other and laughed out loud.
If forgetting takes time, is five years enough?
Feng Zhiming was sitting in his office, with a pile of official documents piled high on his desk. He was busy with work. He was so busy that he had no time to think about anything else. His career scope was constantly expanding.
However, there was no joy on his face, only a hint of sadness. Everyone in the company was frightened because of Feng Zhiming's recent work plan, for fear of being fired if he did something wrong.
"President, the middle managers are already waiting in the conference room, and the meeting is ready." Li Rui walked in. When he saw his face, he paused before speaking.
Feng Zhiming stood up and said, "Yeah."
Now, all he has is his career, and there is no room for anything else.
Li Rui followed him, still looking like he was hesitant to speak, unable to say a word of comfort.
***** Dear friends, another one may not be until the afternoon~~~