Failed Boss

Chapter 199 Shame on the face (3)
Murong Jing was reading in the study when the butler knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The housekeeper came in and stood still in front of the desk, "Sir, Miss Ling is here to visit."

Hearing this, Murong Jing gently put the book in his hand upside down on the table, with a calm expression, "Got it."

Ling Yun sat gracefully on the sofa in the living room, and chatted with Murong Zu with a smile, "Uncle Murong, this is a special Pu'er from Yunnan. I brought it back from Yunnan last time."

Murongzu's spirit was a bit weak, but he forced a smile and said: "Xiaoyun is just careful, and knows that I like to drink Pu'er."

Murong Jing came over, sat down gracefully on the sofa, and said calmly, "Miss Ling is here."

Ling Yun turned his gaze to him, "Well, I just visited Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang, and I heard from Chong'er that Uncle Murong was hospitalized a while ago, so I came to see her."

Murong Zu said: "Old people will inevitably suffer from three illnesses and nine pains, so I will trouble you, Xiaoyun, to make a trip."

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Uncle Murong is too polite. Eldest Brother and Mr. Murong have been friends for many years, so I should come to visit Uncle."

After exchanging a few pleasantries like this, Murong Zu went back to his room to rest on the grounds that he was not feeling well.

Watching his father off, Murong Jing looked at the woman in front of him calmly: "I heard that Baili Hanchu intends to cooperate with the Ling family." This sentence should be an affirmative sentence.

"That's right, I came to France this time to find a large hotel to be used by our travel agency for tourists to stay in France. Baili Hanchu also has this intention, but the person I want to cooperate with is you !"

Murong Jing was a little surprised, but his face remained calm, and he asked lightly, "Oh? Why is that?"

"It's very simple. Mr. Murong, you have worked in shopping malls for many years, so you are naturally seasoned. What's more, the Four Seasons Hotel in Paris is famous all over the world. Is there any reason for me not to choose?" Ling Yun looked at the handsome man with a dull expression, and asked back.

"Ling Feng is your elder brother." Murong Jing reminded lightly, although he knew that Ling Yun and Ling Feng had similar feelings, but they were brothers and sisters after all, with broken bones and tendons still connected.

"So what? There are only interests in the mall, and there is no family relationship." Ling Yun took it for granted that his relatives did not recognize him, and he was really a bloodless capitalist.

Murong Jing remained silent.

Ling Yun changed the subject and said, "When I went to Jiang's house just now, I saw sister Yunhua's complexion was not very good, did something happen?"

Seeing the woman's concerned expression, Murong Jing's eyes dimmed, and he just said indifferently: "Something happened recently, she was hospitalized not long ago, so she is not in good health."

Ling Yun smiled illusoryly, "I heard that my stupid brother caused a lot of troubles to Mr. Murong's family." Having said that, he shook his head helplessly, "Really, the deal is done, why should he be so persistent."

Ling Yun naturally knew that Ling Feng had always been in love with Jiang Yunhua, and felt quite helpless.

Murong Jing remained silent.

Ling Yun stretched out his hand to pick up the black tea in front of him, brought it to his lips and took a sip, "This time I'm in France, I just feel that Murong's house is deserted, I think it's better to let Sister Yunhua come back."

Murong Jing's eyes were full of indifference, obviously indifferent.

Ling Yun is also a proud person. The other party is obviously deserted. Naturally, she will not stay to make people upset, so she gently put down the glass, "It's getting late, I'm going back, and I'm leaving."

Murong Jing got up gracefully, put his hands in his pockets, and still had that indifferent expression, "Then, I'll see you off soon."

Ling Yun got up, took the bag and left.

Night fell as expected.

When Ling Feng returned to his small apartment, he felt very tired. It turned out that facing those hypocritical faces was more tiring than doing more than ten hours of surgery.

Laying down on the sofa tiredly, Ling Feng raised his big hand and loosened the tie around his neck. Such a suit and leather shoes would be a kind of torture for him who likes to be free. He subconsciously took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the photo album , which is Jiang Yunhua's photo.

Looking at the woman in the photo looking forward and smiling like a flower, Ling Feng smiled lightly, and suddenly felt that the exhaustion in his heart dissipated.

Yes, for their future, for Yunhua to live a good life, it is worth his life.

After looking at it for a long time, Ling Feng turned off the photo, and accidentally saw the picture of Qixi Festival on the desktop of the mobile phone, and then remembered that today is Valentine's Day.

In the Jiang family, Jiang Yunhua skillfully put those delicious dishes on the table, which were the favorite dishes of his parents and Chong'er.

Naturally, Murong Wan and Ken went out for the holidays, and there were only four of them left at home.

"Mom and Dad, come and eat." Jiang Yunhua set the tableware and called to the living room.

Jiang's mother came over. Although Murong Chong's arm was in plaster, but fortunately his legs were fine, so he walked over.

At this time, Jiang Yunhua's cell phone rang, she took out the cell phone from her pocket, looked at the number on it, Ling Feng.

Seeing that her daughter didn't answer the phone for a while, Jiang's mother asked, "Yunhua, why didn't you answer?"

Jiang Yunhua collected her thoughts and walked towards a quiet place with her mobile phone.

Outside the window, thousands of lights, very warm feeling.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Yunhua answered the call, and then heard Ling Feng's soft voice coming from the other end of the phone, as if a child's hand brushed against her heart, feeling a strange itching.

Jiang Yunhua lowered her eyes and responded softly: "I'm preparing to eat, how about you?"

"I just came home after a busy day." Although Ling Feng was tired, he didn't show the slightest bit in front of his beloved woman.

"Xiaoyun has come to France, just now to visit his parents."

"Well, I know," Ling Feng responded, "By the way, happy holidays!"

Jiang Yunhua's eyebrows moved slightly, "What?"

"Qixi, the day when Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet." Ling Feng reminded.

It turned out to be Valentine's Day!Only then did Jiang Yunhua realize that, to her now, it doesn't matter what day it is.

"Yunhua, I'll be very busy during this time, so I won't be able to see you often, take care of yourself." Ling Feng said solemnly.

Jiang Yunhua smiled faintly, "Well, you too."

There was a gentle smile on Ling Feng's face, which made people feel like spring breeze.

Ding-dong-

The doorbell rang, and Ling Feng reluctantly said to the woman on the other end of the phone: "Yunhua, Xiaoyun is back, let's chat when we have time."

"OK Bye Bye."

Ling Feng put away the line, went to the gate and opened it, and sure enough, Ling Yun in a blue dress appeared at the gate.

"Brother." Ling Yun called out with a faint smile.

Ling Feng turned sideways and let her in, "Xiaoyun, have you eaten yet?"

(End of this chapter)