Lin Cheng hit Tam on the head and whispered: "That's because we brought Feng Ling. Our boss's steel fingers are all wrapped around Feng Ling. I can't tell you about my loyalty. Which onion do you have?"
"Don't say that, our boss is pretty good to us brothers." Lei Peng quickly held it up and said.
Li Nanheng picked up a glass of water on the table, took a sip and said calmly: "What Lin Cheng said is true. You have to thank Feng Ling."
Four losers: "..."
I just wanted to come over and pat the boss on his ass and flatter him, but how could I still taste dog food
Has Boss Li's feelings for Feng Ling spilled out of the screen now? Are you already madly in love? I don’t want brotherhood, I just want Feng Ling.
Feng Ling had also walked over now, sat down in the empty seat next to Li Nanheng, and asked casually: "Why are you thanking me?"
"Thank God, thank earth, thank Feng Ling for letting the boss regain his desire to live..." Lei Peng said vaguely while picking at the vegetables in the bowl in front of him.
Feng Ling looked at him with a strange look on his face, and when he saw the others who had just choked on dog food and were speechless, he simply ignored them and filled a bowl of medicinal soup as usual. Put it in front of Li Nanheng: "Drink more of this soup, it can replenish qi and blood. By the way, I haven't cooked the things in the two gift boxes that Xiao Xu sent last time. There just happened to be a lot of people here today, otherwise Everyone stays here tonight, and I made those things for you to eat?"
Those four losers didn't know what the so-called gift box was, and before they could reply, Li Nanheng just picked up the bowl and was about to drink the soup. He almost squirted out, but he held back and swallowed the medicated soup in his mouth.
"It's not necessary. I don't think they can stay that late." Li Nanheng said coldly.
Although these four losers have nothing to do in the afternoon, they really want to stay here for a while, and they can leave until after dinner in the evening. However, when they heard the cold hint from Boss Li, he was obviously telling them to finish their meal. After this meal, hurry up and get out. No one dared to take Feng Ling's words anymore. Instead, they directly followed Li Nanheng's words: "Yes, yes, no need to bother. We have to go back to the base in a while. You don't need to take us with you for dinner." share.”
"That's right, we'll leave in a moment!"
Seeing that they all spoke in unison, Feng Ling didn't say much and said, "I think the boss doesn't like eating the things in that gift box. I tried to make it several times but he refused. I think I'll bring it to you instead." Go back and wait, I will get it for you."
"What is it?" Ah K was curious.
Feng Ling was about to stand up, but his hand suddenly sank. Li Nanheng raised his hand and held her hand accurately, then firmly pushed her back to sit on the chair next to the dining table.
"Sit tight, you don't have to give it to them, I'll eat it."
Feng Ling glanced at him: "What you said last time... you didn't want to eat."
"There are not many supplements that taste very good. When have you ever seen me take the initiative to take medicine? They can't stand anything that is too supplementary." Li Nanheng's voice was inexplicably cold and hard, and he just dragged Feng away. Ling didn't allow her to take out those things and show them.
Seeing his insistence, Feng Ling didn't get up anymore. He just looked at the four losers and felt that they came here specially, so it was not good to just let them go back empty-handed. But the boss had already spoken, and the four of them I definitely didn't dare to take anything away, so I had no choice but to give it up.
After the meal, the four losers who originally wanted to sit here for a while were very cooperative and left. Before leaving, they helped Feng Ling clean up the dining table and kitchen. They were all clean and their hands and feet were very agile. Then they Just leave happily.
The house finally returned to its usual tranquility. Feng Ling simply sat on the soft floor in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room with his iPad in his arms, using his iPad to talk to the heads of Feng's various departments in New York.
Although she intends to hand over the Feng family to Qin Shuke, and the two elders of the Feng family are not particularly opposed to this, Qin Shuke does not want to take the lead. He just takes care of all the urgent matters at hand, but more needs to be done. It was customary for Feng Ling to leave the decision-making matters to her.
So much so that Feng Ling still has to communicate with the company when she occasionally has free time, and repeats the same thing endlessly every day, which is to convince Qin Shuke to let her take over the power of the Feng family. After all, Qin Shuke has nothing to do with the Feng family. It's a relative relationship. She is very kind and filial to the two elders of the Feng family. She grew up in front of them, and is no different from a granddaughter.
After another failed attempt at persuasion, Feng Ling smiled helplessly and typed another line on his iPad.
Qin Shuke changed the subject at this moment: [Where is Li Nanheng with you? ]
Feng Ling paused and looked back at Li Nanheng, who had walked over from the sofa at some point and was sitting cross-legged next to her. She was busy talking to Qin Shuke just now, although she felt that he was coming. , but didn’t pay much attention to it. Only then did she realize that he was very close to her, sitting on the same soft carpet as her, and the sunlight outside the window fell on the two of them.
She replied: [Yeah. ]
[When are you two planning to get married? ]
Feng Ling held his chin with one hand and looked at the words on the iPad screen. Then he turned to look at Li Nanheng beside him. When he saw the sun falling on his body and face, he was not wearing gauze at the moment. His eyes narrowed slightly as if subconsciously.
"You are very sensitive to light now. The doctor said that if you can still see light all the time, it means that the congestion that compresses the optic nerve is not stubborn." Feng Ling said softly.
Li Nanheng looked out the window: "Really?"
"Qin Shuke asked me when I will marry you." She said again.
Li Nanheng's eyebrows moved slightly at this moment, and he turned his face in her direction as if in surprise: "So impatient?"
While Feng Ling held his chin with one hand, he lightly tapped his finger on his face, and said in a normal voice: "Qin Shuke is asking me, I just relayed her question. Has."
"Then what are your plans?" Li Nanheng tilted his body slightly toward her, with his tall figure beside her, his slightly squinted eyes close to the side of her head, and the sunlight fell on his eyes. Only then did she realize that this man's eyelashes were actually very long, and they were warmed by the sunlight. Although they could not be seen, they would instinctively blink a few times at an occasional moment.