I had a flash marriage with a rich man

After a kiss, Ling Zhihao pushed Yang Mingfeng away.

The force of the push was a bit strong. Yang Mingfeng opened her eyes to look at him and saw that his face was full of annoyance.

She was a little angry and a little upset.

I thought she had won her boyfriend, but it turned out that she hadn't yet.

He might be interested in her.

But he was still struggling and had not made a decision.

No defense, she has been secretly in love with him for so many years anyway, and now she is a neighbor with him. If she doesn't get him, she will be sorry for the youth she spent on him.

"We are both grown men and women, and we are nominally boyfriend and girlfriend. It's normal to kiss. You don't have to look annoyed. It's like I'm taking advantage of you. You obviously enjoy it too."

Yang Mingfeng said and pinched his face.

Ling Zhihao slapped her wanton hand away.

He glanced at her red lips that had been moisturized by him, and his eyes deepened.

He took a few deep breaths and said calmly: "I was fighting tooth for tooth."

Yang Mingfeng smiled lowly, "Then can I retaliate with tooth for tooth? I just kissed you gently, and you kissed me better than me. I want to retaliate and retaliate with tooth for tooth."

Ling Zhihao stared at her.

"I'm kidding you, look at you, your ears are red and your face is as red as Guan Gong, it's rare."

"You don't mind if I take a photo as a souvenir."

As Yang Mingfeng said this, he took out his mobile phone and took a picture of his blushing face.

Ling Zhihao: "..."

It was too late for him to stop it.

"Delete the photo."

Yang Mingfeng put the phone away and said, "Why did you delete it? It's so beautiful. You blushed and shy. It's a rare encounter in a hundred years. If you don't take a photo, it would be a pity to miss it."

"It's a once-in-a-hundred-year event, can you be more exaggerated? I haven't even lived to be a hundred years old, how can I get this once-in-a-century event?"

Ling Zhihao also reached out and pinched her face.

Unable to get her to delete the photo of him blushing, he had to tell her: "Don't let others see it, you have to set it as a private photo."

"I also want to set it as the screen background of my phone, so that I can see handsome guys when I use my phone. Handsome guys are a beautiful scenery, which is pleasing to the eye. This can also make myself feel better."

"..."

Ling Zhihao was extremely speechless.

He didn't even know that Yang Mingfeng was a bit of a rogue.

He turned his head away from her and looked at the street scene outside the car window.

Yang Mingfeng took advantage of him not paying attention and secretly took a profile photo of him.

Ling Zhihao's appearance is not inferior to that of Mu Changyu, he is a handsome guy. He usually likes to have a sullen face, appearing serious and indifferent, but in fact, that is his mask.

He has been wearing this mask for many years, doesn't he feel tired?

Perhaps, the mask had been worn for so long that it had become embedded in his face and could no longer be torn off.

No matter what he looks like, Yang Mingfeng loves him.

For the rest of her life, she was in the hands of Ling Zhihao.

No matter how many men she meets, she won't be tempted.

I can't help but compare them with Ling Zhihao. I'm not afraid of comparing goods, but I'm most afraid of comparing myself to others, which will make people angry.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at the big hotel where the banquet was being held.

It took so long to reach the hotel entrance because there was a bit of traffic jam on the road.

Guangcheng is a big city with many cars and people.

There are traffic jams every day.

"This is it."

Yang Mingfeng said.

Ling Zhihao didn't answer.

The driver found a parking space and parked the car.

Yang Mingfeng got out of the car first, closed the door and wanted to leave, but saw that the man in the car was still sitting still.

She went to open the car door on his side and asked with a smile: "Master Ling, do you want me to carry you in in an eight-carat sedan? We're here, get off the car."

Ling Zhihao pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "If I follow you in like this, what will you say when someone asks about our relationship?"

Two people act, only in front of two elders.

People outside didn't know that they were lovers.

Although Yang Mingfeng had accompanied Ling Zhihao to the banquet, because Yang Mingfeng was also a senior executive of a large company, she was transferred from the headquarters to the branch in Guangcheng and was fully responsible for the operation of the branch. People in the Guangcheng business community were paying attention to this young person. of executives.

So every time they see Ling Zhihao and Yang Mingfeng appear together, others will always think that they just met.

Many times, Yang Mingfeng would also receive the invitation letters that Ling Zhihao received.

Even if she didn't receive it, because she showed up at the banquet, others would think she had received the invitation.

"I'm holding your arm. We don't have to go in one after the other or side by side like we did a few times before. We can make out and be affectionate. No need to say anything, others can guess it."

"Yang Mingfeng, with my status, after tonight, many people will explore our relationship. It may also be reported by entertainment reporters and make the headlines of entertainment news. In that case, my reputation will be affected to some extent. Lossful.”

Yang Mingfeng understood the deep meaning of his words.

She said seriously: "Then what do you want? How do you want me to compensate you? Let's negotiate the compensation before we go in, lest you open your mouth tomorrow and demand sky-high compensation from me."

driver:"……"

When did my eldest young master become so fussy about everything?

Or, what does the eldest young master want Miss Yang to promise?

If the wife finds out, she can tear off a layer of the young master's skin.

Ling Zhihao looked serious and said: "There is no need to pay exorbitant prices for compensation, but we have to continue to perform, and you have to cooperate with me to the end."

"It's not just about acting in front of my parents, it's about letting everyone in Guangcheng know that we are lovers."

Yang Mingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

The driver snickered.

He suddenly felt that the eldest young master just wanted a reputation, an honorable reputation, so he took advantage of this opportunity and gradually walked towards the road of pretending to be real.

Following Ling Zhihao as his full-time driver, he knows more than others.

Ling Zhihao and Yang Mingfeng were acting and pretending to be a couple. The driver had known about it for a long time, but he was tight-lipped and didn't dare to reveal anything for fear of being fired by the young master.

The eldest young master paid him a high salary, and the work was not too tiring. After sending the eldest young master back to the company every day, he had nothing to do. He wandered around the company, sometimes helping others with some work, and others would give him some. Remuneration is treated as tips.

In this way, his monthly income is higher than that of a white-collar worker in an ordinary company.

He couldn't bear to lose his job.

"Okay, okay, as long as you have enough money, I don't have any objection if you let me act as a couple in front of the whole country and make people all over the country think that we are a couple."

Ling Zhihao said: "I won't pay you any more. We have to act to perfection, just like other couples."

Yang Mingfeng: "No more money?"

"Here, it's the pocket money I gave you, it doesn't count as reward."

Yang Mingfeng looked at him for a long time, then leaned into the car, leaned into his ear, and asked him in a low voice: "Ling Zhihao, are you in love with me? If you fall in love with me, just tell me directly. If you confess your love to me, I won't reject you."

"Why beat around the bush and use so many excuses."