I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Yang Mingfeng changed into evening clothes in the room, then touched up her makeup, and then sent a message to Ling Zhihao, asking him: "Are you back? I'll go to your place and take your car."

It took Ling Zhihao a while to reply to her: "Don't you have a car?"

"I want to drink. I can't drive after drinking. You have a driver at home. I'll give you a ride in your car. Don't worry, I'll calculate the fare for you."

Ling Zhihao cursed in his heart, who could value her little reward?

He is...don't worry about it, just let it be.

After getting along with her pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend, Ling Zhihao felt that she was still very good. At least, he could accept her.

"I just got home from my doorstep."

"Okay, I'll be there later."

Yang Mingfeng walked to the window. Standing from her window, she could see the front door of Ling's house.

Sure enough, I saw Ling Zhihao's car.

The servant came out and opened the door, and he drove in.

"see you later."

Yang Mingfeng took the initiative to hang up the phone.

He stood in front of the window for a few minutes, looking at the Ling family next door.

Mu Changyu suggested that she rent a house here, saying that it was very useful to be near the water and the terrace.

No, she could see Ling Zhihao coming in and out even from standing here.

When she successfully marries Ling Zhihao, she must thank Mu Changyu as a strategist.

Without Mu Changyu’s support and encouragement, Yang Mingfeng would not have been able to take this step.

Although Mu Changyu did this out of selfish motives, Yang Mingfeng was still grateful to him because he could embrace the beauty.

Turning around, Yang Mingfeng left the window and walked back to the dressing table. She looked at herself in the mirror and made sure that she was more beautiful than usual. She was very satisfied with her makeup. Then she took out an exquisite handbag and came out. door.

When her parents heard her footsteps coming downstairs, they both walked out of the kitchen.

Standing at the top of the stairs, looking at her with a smile.

"Daughter, why don't you have a bowl of soup before going out."

Father Yang said.

Yang's mother said: "Mom has already prepared the food. If you want to eat, you can have some."

"Mom, time is a bit tight, so I won't eat at home. You and my dad eat quickly, because the food will not taste good when it gets cold."

Yang Mingfeng said: "It will soon be the weekend again. This weekend I took my parents on a self-driving tour in Guangcheng. Guangcheng has many good attractions and many delicious snacks."

She is too busy at work and never has time to spend with her parents.

On weekends, I occasionally take time to take my parents out for a walk.

In fact, my parents are not familiar with Guangcheng area.

If it weren't for keeping her company, her parents wouldn't come over.

Mainly because of her life events, saying that she is already an older young woman and cannot always focus on making money, but also has to consider life events.

When the family lives together, the parents feel that it is more convenient and more effective to urge marriage.

"Your dad and I can drive by ourselves to play. If you have free time on the weekend, take a good rest, or go out to watch a movie or go shopping with Zhihao."

Mother Yang said quickly.

She didn't want to take up her daughter's time for dating.

Of course, if Ling Zhihao accompanied his daughter to take them out to play, they would still be happy to go out with him.

"Daughter, if you want to go out, hurry up. Don't be late. It doesn't look good if you are late for such a high-end occasion."

Father Yang urged his daughter to go out, fearing that her daughter would be late.

I know that my daughter has not yet established a foothold in Guangcheng.

"Dad, Mom, I'm out."

"Go ahead and drink less."

The parents followed them out of the house and to the gate of the villa. After watching their daughter walk into the Ling family villa, the couple turned and walked back.

Yang Mingfeng is now the most popular guest of the Ling family.

When she heard that she was coming, Mrs. Ling came out with a smile.

"Mingfeng, are you going to a banquet? You are so beautiful. This evening dress suits you very well."

Mrs. Ling praised Yang Mingfeng for being beautiful.

Yang Mingfeng smiled: "Auntie, I'm going to attend a cocktail party later. Zhihao asked to accompany me. When I saw him coming back, I came over and waited for him."

"Auntie, does my evening dress look good?"

"You look good, you look good, and it suits you very well. Auntie is amazed when she sees you now."

When her son saw Yang Mingfeng at this moment, his eyes would definitely shine and he would be amazed.

"Thank you auntie."

Yang Mingfeng has always been confident.

Laughing makes you feel like a spring breeze.

People who don't know her don't believe that she is a strong woman.

Yang Mingfeng took Mrs. Ling's arm affectionately and entered the house.

"Auntie, have you had your meal?"

"We are about to eat, do you want to eat something before going? Zhihao went upstairs, maybe to change clothes, and will come downstairs soon."

Yang Mingfeng said with a smile: "No, my parents also made a meal and asked me to eat some, because they were afraid that I would be hungry. I always think that eating is the most important thing, so how can I let myself be hungry."

"uncle."

Seeing Ling's father, Yang Mingfeng greeted him politely.

Ling's father also smiled: "Your aunt asked someone to make delicious food. Before Zhihao finishes it, you can eat some first."

Before Yang Mingfeng refused, Ling Zhihao had already come down from upstairs.

He was still wearing a suit and tie, and he didn't even change his tie. He didn't know what he was doing upstairs.

"Uncle, aunt, I won't eat. You eat slowly. Zhihao and I are going out."

The Ling family's parents had no choice but to give up.

Ling Zhihao was still on the stairs when he saw his parents greeting Yang Mingfeng.

Yang Mingfeng changed out of her business suit and into an evening dress, which looked a bit prettier than usual.

"Dad, Mom, let's go."

Ling Zhihao came downstairs, said something to his parents, and then looked at Yang Mingfeng. Yang Mingfeng wisely came to his side and took his arm.

On the surface, their little "couple" is getting sweeter and sweeter.

Little did he know that the two of them were still acting.

Yang Mingfeng is not acting, she is really playing the role of Ling Zhihao's girlfriend.

Ling Zhihao was half-truth and half-false.

I'm still a little confused inside.

It's good that he will be confused.

Yang Mingfeng was afraid that he would not be entangled and really only regarded her as an actor who was paid to do things. In that case, she would not have much hope of winning him over.

"Go ahead and take good care of Mingfeng at the reception. Don't let Mingfeng drink too much. The same goes for you."

Mrs. Ling warned.

She smiled as she watched Yang Mingfeng take her son's arm and go out.

Ling Zhihao didn't look back and replied to his mother that he knew.

As soon as he left the main room, Ling Zhihao turned around and took a look to make sure that his parents had not followed him out. He immediately took away Yang Mingfeng's arm from his.

Yang Mingfeng laughed and complained about him: "Crossing the river to draw a stick, but after using it, you will turn your back and deny anyone."

"You are paid to do things, we are just acting."

"I know. You are acting with me tonight, and I give you money, which means I am your sponsor. Come on, smile for me. You are so beautiful, and you look even better when you smile."

Yang Mingfeng said and deliberately touched his face.

Ling Zhihao slapped her hand away with a dark look on his face.

"Yang Mingfeng, please be more serious!"

"What did I do to you? I just touched your face. Why, do you feel you are at a disadvantage? How much will I give you if I touch you? Or should I touch you back?"

Ling Zhihao: "..."