Except for Lan Yanxi, almost everyone in the Lan family opposed Mr. Lan's decision. For a while, the atmosphere in the ward was very tense.
Lan Yanxi saw tears in her grandfather's eyes, and her heart ached. She turned to look at those people. She didn't know why they were forcing her grandfather like this. They had all sworn frankly that they would take care of her grandfather and respect him. I mean, what now? The slap in the face was really loud.
"I know you are opposed, but I don't need to listen to your opinions." The old man sighed and raised his hand to the lawyer next to him: "Bring it over and I'll sign."
"Dad, you can't do this." Lan Bai immediately came over and wanted to snatch the will away. The lawyer brother reacted quickly and hid the will.
"Lan Bai." Mr. Lan roared angrily, and Lan Bai froze in fear.
"You all go out, I will discuss the next process with them." The old man turned pale and pointed at the door, trying to drive all these people out.
No matter how bold Lan Bai was, he was still a little scared at the moment. He gritted his teeth angrily: "If you donate it, let those who have been favored by you take care of you until you die. I can see how grateful they will be to you. .”
"That's right, Dad, you really hurt our hearts. Aren't we your children?" Lan Chen was also very desperate.
Mr. Lan was so angry at their words that he could hardly breathe. Lan Yanxi was so frightened that he quickly rubbed his back and comforted his grandfather in a low voice: "Grandpa, I will take care of you."
"Lan Bai glared at Lan Yanxi resentfully.
Mr. Lan is a stubborn person and will never change his decision. Therefore, he donated 70% of the company's equity to charity. It will take a long time to complete all the procedures. The management of the company has also been handed over to professional managers. Although Lan Bai and Lan Chen are still working in the company, they no longer have so much power to make decisions. They are only shareholders of the company, and they can no longer fish in troubled waters like before. Yes, their abilities are also linked to their salaries.
After this incident, Mr. Lan's condition has become more and more stable. He has no hidden troubles in his heart, is relaxed and healthy, and his condition will be much better.
While the Lan family was going through a turning point, Ling Mofeng also faced a huge change in his life.
He stood under the national flag and gave an oath, officially assuming the leadership of the country and becoming the country's youngest president.
Lan Yanxi was sitting in the hospital ward, watching the man she loved in high spirits and high spirits under the sun. Her heart was beating very fast. She was excited and happy.
Mr. Lan also had a smile on his face, feeling proud of his grandson-in-law.
On the day he was elected, Ling Mofeng received blessings and congratulations from leaders of various affairs.
That night, despite his busy schedule, Ling Mofeng went to a dinner party. When he arrived, it was almost past nine o'clock in the evening. The dinner became tea and snacks, but he still came over happily.
Ji Xiaohan gave him a warm hug. Ling Mofeng's handsome face was a little embarrassed and he gently pushed him away: "Xiao Hanhan, let's not talk about the hardships in this. I really want to say thank you to you sincerely. No." With your support, I wouldn’t be able to get where I am today. I hope our friendship is as deep as the sea and as evergreen as a tree.”
"Being Mr. President, his words are numb. I wonder if your little girlfriend will get tired of hearing that." Ji Xiaohan teased him with a smile.
Ling Mofeng was speechless for a moment, but his handsome face was still flushed with shame: "What I said is true. Although it is indeed inappropriate for two grown men to say such things, if I don't say it, I'm afraid you won't know."
"How could I not know? There are some things that don't need to be said." Ji Xiaohan stopped his playful smile and looked at Ling Mofeng sincerely.
"Okay, I'll have two drinks with you today." Ling Mofeng was filled with emotion. After years of forbearance and practice, it seems that he has reached a certain level. However, the next road may not be smooth sailing. This is not the end, but another. At first, Ling Mofeng never relaxed, but at this moment, he really wanted to let himself drink a few drinks to make up for the feeling of being slightly drunk.
"Okay, I've prepared champagne to celebrate you. Let's open a bottle each." Ji Xiaohan immediately reached out and grabbed a bottle and handed it to him.
Ling Mofeng took over, and the two young men, for the first time like teenagers, celebrated their deep friendship along the way, and walked resolutely down the road.
At eleven o'clock in the night, Lan Yanxi was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands and wearing a sexy red dress. She was waiting for Ling Mofeng to come back. Although the whole world was sending him blessings, she had not yet spoken to him in person. Say something.
In the hazy night, Lan Yanxi waited quietly. Suddenly, she saw a beam of car lights shining on the wall next to her. Her face lit up and she walked out quickly.
Outside the door, Ling Mofeng's motorcade stopped in an orderly manner, the door opened, and Ling Mofeng bent over and walked out, his tall body swaying slightly.
Chu Lie stood beside him and wanted to reach out to help him, but Ling Mofeng raised his hand towards him: "You guys go back and rest. You have worked hard today."
Chu Lie watched him walk into the living room and saw Lan Yanxi walking out quickly. Chu Lie immediately made a gesture and left with the group of people.
Tonight, what the gentleman should want to hear most is Miss Lan’s blessing.
"Yan Xi?" Ling Mofeng thought it was so late and she should be lying on the bed waiting for him, but unexpectedly, she was wearing a festive red dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in her arms, smiling brightly, and walking towards him shyly.
"It's for you." Lan Yanxi handed him the flowers in her hand, her pretty face flushed, her beautiful eyes lowered, and she didn't dare to look at the man's eyes.
Ling Mofeng reached out and took it, sniffed it gently, with a smile on his thin lips, he said dumbly: "It smells so good."
Lan Yanxi smiled sweetly and was about to say something when she suddenly felt the man's arm reach out. The next second, she was hugged tightly around the waist, and the man's thin lips were eagerly looking for her lips.
Lan Yanxi didn't expect that Ling Mofeng had such a wild and fiery side. She was slightly shocked when her lip piece was taken away by the man.
"Have you been drinking?" The long and deep kiss ended. Lan Yanxi's brain had not yet returned to oxygen, but she felt that the man seemed to be drunk, and his eyes were drunk when he looked at her.
"Well, I drank a little. Don't worry, I'm not drunk." The man let go of her waist and turned around to find a bottle to grow the flowers she gave her.
Ling Mofeng found a glass bottle nearby. He took it to the kitchen and filled half of it with water. He put the flowers she gave him into it and walked out holding it.
Lan Yanxi looked at his silly behavior and couldn't help laughing: "Are you going to raise it?"
"Of course, this is the first time you have given me flowers." Ling Mofeng answered very seriously.
"But even if you put it in a bottle, her flowering period will be over soon." Lan Yanxi's heart moved slightly, and the man's move made her feel warm.
"Then I will also prolong his flowering period. I want to see it when I open my eyes tomorrow." Ling Mofeng said, carrying him upstairs. Lan Yanxi was almost speechless to him.
Following him all the way upstairs, he placed the vase of flowers next to the bedside table.
Ling Mofeng turned around and saw Lan Yanxi standing there cutely with her hands behind her back. His heart felt hot, and he suddenly realized that people are more beautiful than flowers.
"Come here!" Ling Mofeng was indeed drunk, because this woman was so beautiful that he was intoxicated.
Lan Yanxi walked towards him lightly, and the man's slender fingers gently patted his strong thigh: "Come here and sit down."
Lan Yanxi's pretty face heated up, and she walked over obediently and sat on one of his legs. The two of them were very close to each other. He could smell the fragrance of her body, like the fragrance of roses. Did she hold that bouquet of flowers for a long, long time? Just to wait for him to come back and give it to him
"Yan Xi." He murmured her name and rested his head on her slender shoulder.
Lan Yanxi knew that he must be very tired today, from morning to night, without a moment's rest.
She hummed softly, reached out and hugged him.
"I succeeded. I promised you that I would succeed." The man seemed to be talking in his sleep, and he was asking for credit from her like a child.
Lan Yanxi kissed him on the forehead, raised the corners of her mouth, smiled and nodded: "Yes, you did it, I always believe in you."
The man's thin lips raised silently, and words were no longer needed to describe the happiness and sweetness of this moment.