President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming stopped suddenly, "No need!" He already understood her heart very well.

But Qiu Yuxin ran straight into him, she could only touch her sore nose, pouted, "Got it, stingy!"

"What?" Feng Zhiming frowned and stared at Qiu Yuxin, "Don't mess around with my mother, or I will be rude." This little girl has stayed in the United States for a few years, but she has become more and more tempered.

"But, my aunt told me, let me catch you and be your wife." Qiu Yuxin looked helpless.

Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows: "Then do you think it's possible?" He reached out and tapped her head lightly.

"What's impossible? I'm not interested in being a mistress, not to mention, I've never seen you in my eyes." Qiu Yuxin blinked her sly eyes.

Feng Zhiming continued to walk forward, "Ouch." Qiu Yuxin, who was wearing high heels, accidentally tripped and almost fell, but fortunately Feng Zhiming held him up in time, "Are you okay?"

And this scene happened to be seen by Ling Yanyan who walked out of the hall.

Qiu Yuxin saw Ling Yanyan, and leaned closer to him with Feng Zhiming's hand, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"I twisted my foot." Qiu Yuxin pouted and said pitifully.

Feng Zhiming looked at her suspiciously.

Qiu Yuxin's eyes jumped over him and looked behind him.

But when Feng Zhiming turned his head, he only saw Ling Yanyan's somewhat lonely back.

"You're such a fool!" Feng Zhiming said displeasedly, frowning.

"It seems that you love Yanyan miserably." Qiu Yuxin stabilized her body, looked at Feng Zhiming's anxiety for Ling Yanyan, and teased him with a smile when she saw the eagerness of her back.

"Then do you have any objections?" Feng Zhiming's eyes were fixed on her, and it was clear that her harmless face was not so simple.

Qiu Yuxin tossed her long hair, "Envy, envy, hate!" After shaking off the words, she passed him and walked into the hall.

Yang Yunfang warmly invited Qiu Yuxin to sit next to her, "Yuxin, come, sit next to Auntie and eat some fruit."

Ling Yanyan lowered her head, she wished she hadn't gone out just now, and didn't see that scene.

Feng Zhiming walked in, sat down beside her, wrapped her long arms around her slender waist, but felt her body stiffen slightly.

"Let's go back!" Feng Zhiming whispered in Ling Yanyan's ear.

Before Ling Yanyan could speak, Yang Yunfang spoke in advance, "Zhiming, you are gone, how can Yuxin go back?"

"She can go back as she came here." Feng Zhiming said indifferently, while hugging Yiyi who was sitting on the sofa, who was a little sleepy.

But Qiu Yuxin stood up at this moment, "Auntie, it's okay, just let Zhiming take me to the city." He picked up the handbag beside him, "Uncle and aunt, then I will go back first."

"Okay, come and play often when you have time." Yang Yunfang smiled.

Qiu Yuxin had a charming smile on her face, "Okay, Auntie, I'm afraid you will find me annoying."

"No, no, be careful on the road! Zhiming, you have to take Yu Xin home, it's dangerous for a girl to go back." Yang Yunfang followed and walked out of the living room, confessing from time to time.

Feng Zhiming acted as if he hadn't heard it, and walked to the garage without saying a word, "I'll hug Yiyi." Ling Yanyan said coldly, took Yiyi from his arms, and sat in the back seat of the car.

Qiu Yuxin sat in the passenger seat unceremoniously, Feng Zhiming gave Yuxin a helpless look, and drove away from the villa.

Ling Yanyan hugged her sleeping daughter, lowered her head slightly, just looked at Yiyi, Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan through the rearview mirror from time to time, but only saw her lower her head without saying a word .

Qiu Yuxin looked at the scenery outside the window with a happy face, and then turned her head to look at Ling Yanyan in the back seat of the car. She did this on purpose, to see how Feng Zhiming went back to coax Ling Yanyan.

The car quickly stopped in the urban area, "Okay, you can take a taxi back to the apartment by yourself." Feng Zhiming really parked the car in the urban area without mercy.

"Zhiming, aren't you? You really put me here?" Qiu Yuxin looked at Feng Zhiming in disbelief.

"Didn't you say that yourself?" Feng Zhiming narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Just do what I say? Then I tell you to marry me, will you do it?" Qiu Yuxin put her hand on his shoulder.

What an incomprehensible man, I really don't know how Ling Yanyan fell in love with him?However, love, what reason is needed?

Feng Zhiming patted her hand on his shoulder away, "Are you going to get out of the car?" There is a limit to his patience.

"It's fine for me to get out of the car, but how do I go back?" Qiu Yuxin put her hand on the doorknob.

"Go back as you like." Feng Zhiming said something, but his eyes kept looking at Ling Yanyan through the rearview mirror.

Qiu Yuxin smiled lightly, "Zhiming, you see it's so late, and a beautiful woman like me is going to take a taxi, what if I run into a driver?"

"Then I'll call him and ask him to pick you up." Feng Zhiming took out his mobile phone to dial, but was stopped by Qiu Yuxin, "No, I'd better get out of the car."

Qiu Yuxin had just opened the car door, and Ling Yanyan raised her head slightly before she took her foot off her feet, "Let's take Miss Yuxin home. It's so late."

In fact, she really didn't want to speak. The two of them were flirting in the car, and he talked about her, completely ignoring her non-existence.

"It's better to be Yanyan, do you hear me? Take me back!" Qiu Yuxin closed the car door again with a smug smile on her face.

Feng Zhiming could only restart the engine and drive in the direction Qiu Yuxin said.

After seeing off Qiu Yuxin and returning to the villa, it was almost midnight.

Ling Yanyan walked into the villa silently holding Yiyi, and walked up to the room prepared for Yiyi on the second floor.

Feng Zhiming went upstairs and didn't see Ling Yanyan in the bedroom, so he walked to Yiyi's room opposite, and saw Ling Yanyan hugging Yiyi with her back to the door.

"Yiyi is asleep, let's rest too." Walking to the bed, as soon as her hand touched Ling Yanyan, she avoided it.

"I'll sleep with Yiyi at night." Ling Yanyan said without looking back.

Feng Zhiming frowned slightly, "Why are you so angry?"

"I didn't lose my temper. I haven't seen Yiyi for so long, and I just want to sleep with her at night." Ling Yanyan lowered her voice, afraid of waking her sleeping daughter.

"Then you..." Before he finished speaking, Feng Zhiming's cell phone rang, but he didn't answer when he saw the strange number, and within three seconds, the cell phone rang again.

"Hello." Feng Zhiming answered the phone in a bad tone.

"Who messed with you? The tone is so bad." Qiu Yuxin gloated over the phone.

Feng Zhiming frowned even tighter, "Yu Xin?"

"I heard that it was me, I came to thank you, no, I thanked Yanyan, otherwise, how could I get home safely!" Qiu Yuxin's low laughter came into Feng Zhiming's ears, It sounds so harsh.

"It's all because of you. I don't have time to talk to you, so I hung up." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone.

***** Dear friends, I am busy with work today, so I will update a chapter first. . .