In the early morning, outside the window, it was gray and foggy, and a few bare branches could be vaguely seen. Such a view was inevitably overwhelming.
Lan Yanxi turned over in a daze, and her two little hands hugged something habitually. However, she found that this time she was holding an arm as warm as a stove, and she woke up immediately.
The long eyelashes like butterfly feathers trembled twice and opened, revealing the man's gentle gaze.
Lan Yanxi's mouth opened slightly in surprise. She looked down and found that she was hugging one of his strong arms. She quickly let go of it as if it was a hot hand and pushed back to him.
"Morning!" The man seemed to have woken up for a long time, but he looked lazy when he got up in the morning, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Lan Yanxi smiled sheepishly, pretending to be calm and lifted the quilt, but was frightened back into the quilt by the coldness. She stretched out a small hand and tugged on the nightgown next to her, and then quickly put it on, tying it at the same time. Belt, while looking at the man lying casually: "Why haven't you gone to work yet?"
"I have other plans at noon, don't rush there!" The man's voice sounded low and gentle.
"Oh, dating a beautiful woman?" Lan Yanxi joked early in the morning.
"If I wanted to date you, would you consider taking a day off?" the man asked her casually.
"But I just started working in the new department and asked for leave on the second day. Will it make a bad impression?" Lan Yanxi was really thinking about this matter.
"Forget it, let's make an appointment next time when we are free!" Ling Mofeng also turned over and sat up. When he went to bed last night, he wore dark pajamas. At this moment, he seemed not afraid of the cold, stood up and went to Walk to the bathroom.
"Hey, wait a minute!" When Lan Yanxi heard that he was about to give up, he immediately cheered up and ran over to block his way: "I'm going to ask for leave now. Where are we going?"
Ling Mofeng just wanted to tease her, but she didn't expect that she would take it seriously. A flash of apology flashed across his handsome face: "Yan Xi, my arrangements for noon are very important. You can ask for leave, but I may not be able to!"
"Lie to me?" Lan Yanxi's beautiful eyes doubled in size instantly, and then she said angrily: "I don't want to go on a date with you!"
"Yan Xi, don't be angry. I was wrong. I shouldn't have made such a joke with you!" Ling Mofeng's handsome face was anxious, and he stretched out his long arm, which was his injured hand.
When Lan Yanxi turned around, she saw that it was his hand that was pulling her wrist. She couldn't shake it off, or even shake it off. She just said with a cold face: "I'm not angry!"
"But your expression is clearly..."
"Give me a gift and pretend this never happened!" After Lan Yanxi finished speaking, she gently pushed his big palm away and strode away.
Ling Mofeng's handsome face was stunned: "..."
This woman was indeed bold and asked for a gift herself, but she was also straightforward and cute, leaving no need for second guessing. Ling Mofeng raised her thin lips slightly and began to think about what gift to give her.
Lan Yanxi went to work, and found out at noon that Ling Mofeng had accompanied the foreign ambassador to play golf.
In order to break the rumors that he was injured, the news had been circulated internally. When others heard it, they were only thankful that Mr. Vice President had survived, but when Lan Yanxi listened, the blood in his body seemed to freeze.
Ling Mofeng's arm was injured. The wound was still bleeding the day before yesterday. Why did he go playing golf with someone today
Don't want to die
Lan Yanxi's mind was buzzing. She couldn't hear what the people around her were saying. She only had one thought, Ling Mofeng was crazy.
"Why… "
Lan Yanxi lowered her head and walked forward in a hurry, but accidentally bumped into someone. The drawing in the other person's hand fell all over the floor. Lan Yanxi looked stunned and quickly apologized.
"It doesn't matter, it's just that you have to wear your eyes next time you walk!" A pleasant female voice sounded, neither cold nor hot.
Lan Yanxi glanced at the drawings quickly and found that they were all famous albums. After hearing the oriole-like female voice, she looked up sharply and saw a face that she seemed to have seen before.
"Be careful next time, this is Miss Wan Qianqian, but she is the painter we hired!" A staff member nearby reminded Lan Yanxi in a low voice.
Lan Yanxi nodded quickly: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now, I must pay attention next time!"
"It's okay, I'm okay!" Wan Qianqian glanced at Lan Yanxi's face and recognized her instantly. If no one in the entire office knew that she was Ling Mofeng's fiancée, Wan Qianqian But it is clear, because she not only knows her existence, but also knows her appearance and her unharmonious relationship with Ling Mofeng.
Lan Yanxi's eyes met Wan Qianqian's, and she found that the other party was staring at her and sizing her up. Her eyes were not friendly, but seemed to be comparing them, which was unpleasant.
Wan Qianqian looked at Lan Yanxi's leaving figure and couldn't help but sneered in her heart.
Lan Yanxi is a beautiful girl, but there are a lot of pretty women in the office. They are all elegant and knowledgeable, so it is not easy for Lan Yanxi to stand out here. matter.
Wan Qianqian felt that the only thing she lost to her was her age.
She knew that Lan Yanxi had just turned twenty-three this year, and she was about to turn twenty-six. The three-year gap was not obvious among women, but it was still a hurdle that could not be overcome.
Wan Qianqian flipped up her long black hair, a mature and charming woman with her own advantages.
Ling Mofeng has a stable temperament and is young and prudent. He should like a woman who is confident, elegant and successful in her career. It is impossible for him to like a willful and coquettish young lady like Lan Yanxi.
Therefore, Wan Qianqian became inexplicably confident.
Lan Yanxi returned to the office, still restless and unmotivated to work.
She was always paying attention to Ling Mofeng's situation, but apart from knowing that he went to play ball with foreign leaders, there was no further information.
The weather is not very good now, and the golf course must be cold enough. I am speechless. Why do you play golf in such a cold weather
Could it be that someone deliberately plotted against Ling Mofeng? Want to test whether he is injured
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't think of a reason, so I just stopped thinking about it.
In the Jijia Manor Villa, Tang Youyou and the two little guys dressed up as buns and made a snowman in the garden.
The three of them, mother and son, all took a vacation early and enjoyed the happiness and leisure every day.
"Mommy, brother hit me in the face with snow, it's so cold!" Ji Xiaonai cried and ran to Tang Youyou to complain.
"I didn't mean it!" Ji Xiaorui was afraid of being scolded by his mother, so he immediately ran over to explain.
"You did it on purpose, hum!" Ji Xiaonai put her little hands on her waist, but because she was wearing too thick clothes, her two little hands couldn't bend over, like a little dumpling, which was cute and funny.
Ji Xiaorui shrugged his shoulders, with an expression that said there was nothing you could do to me.
"Annoying bad guy brother!" Ji Xiaonai bent down unconvinced, grabbed a handful of snow, and threw it directly on Ji Xiaorui's body. Ji Xiaorui had been prepared and ran away quickly. Ji Xiaonai immediately dragged the heavy snow. The little body chased out.
Tang Youyou ignored the fight between the two little guys. She was designing the shape of the snowman she had built.
"Mommy, are you piling up daddy?" Ji Xiaonai couldn't catch up with her brother, so she ran over again huffing and puffing, pointing at Tang Youyou's masterpiece and asked.
"Yes, does it look like it?" Tang Youyou asked her daughter with a smile.
"It doesn't look like him at all. Daddy is neither so ugly nor so short!" Ji Xiaonai commented seriously.
Tang Youyou looked at the sky speechlessly. How could she explain such abstract things to her daughter
"Mommy, where are my brother and I?" Ji Xiaonai walked around the snowman and didn't find her and her brother's snowman, so she immediately asked with a small mouth.
"Uh... didn't you and your brother build your own snowman just now? I didn't..."
Ji Xiaorui stood in the distance and said with a smile: "You idiot Xiaonai, don't you know yet? In mommy's heart, daddy already has a greater sense of existence than us!"
Ji Xiaonai's big black eyes immediately widened with watery eyes, and her little mouth also became flat: "Don't Mommy love Xiao Nai anymore?"
Tang Youyou immediately kneaded a snowball and threw it at his son who was talking nonsense: "I want you to do more and talk less."
Ji Xiaorui quickly dodged and burst into laughter.
Tang Youyou quickly squatted down and kissed her daughter's forehead gently: "Xiao Nai, you have always been the most important thing in Mommy's heart."
"Then who's more important, daddy or me?" the little guy asked, blinking his big eyes.
"Of course it's you!" Tang Youyou coaxed her.
At this moment, a disappointed voice came from behind: "It seems that I am the least important in this family!"