Daily life after marriage with a boss

Ling Yi took his coat and went out of the room.

At this time, Ling Hua and Su Peiwan had already left. He had just walked into the living room when Zheng Rong suddenly got up from the sofa: "Cousin, you want to go for a walk? I'll accompany you."

Ling Yi stopped in place.

The relationship between him and Zheng Rong is definitely not harmonious.

Ling Jing married early, fell in love with her when she was studying, and dropped out of school when she was pregnant with a child. Zheng Rong's father usually idles around and has no great prospects. The family must rely on Ling's support to maintain a luxurious life.

Therefore, when Ling Yi was very young, Ling Jing's family treated Ling Yi very well.

Later Ruan Qingzhi and Ling Hua divorced, and Ling Bo appeared out of thin air. Ling Jing saw that Ling Hua usually favored her youngest son, so she also doted on Ling Bo in order to please Ling Hua. Will look at adults, basically what Ling Hua likes, they like what they like too.

Ling Yi didn't have any good feelings for the Zheng family, especially for Zheng Rong.

Now that Zheng Rong came to show his hospitality, he didn't think that the other party suddenly changed his temper, but that Zheng Rong was plotting something again.

Ling Yi smiled lightly: "No need, I'll just go down by myself."

Zheng Rong hurried to open the door for Ling Yi and press the elevator: "Cousin, I'll help you, isn't it inconvenient for you now? By the way, don't worry about things at the dinner table, my mother is talking nonsense... ..."

Ling Yi walked into the elevator, followed by Zheng Rong: "Cousin, you only ate so much in the morning, I'll take you to the restaurant for another meal..."

Ling Yi frowned slightly, really not understanding why Zheng Rong was so courteous all of a sudden.

Zheng Rong is handsome and smooth-tongued on weekdays, and others will not hate him for talking too much, but they will think this young man is quite interesting.

But Ling Yi is familiar with Zheng Rong's behavior, and only feels that Zheng Rong is very noisy around him, and the entire elevator is occupied by Zheng Rong's elongated tone.

Now that Zheng Rong knew that Ling Yi and Feng Chu were married, he didn't dare to expect any benefits from Feng Chu - Feng Chu looked very cold and harsh, and he was a thousand times harder to please than Ling Hua. Ling Yi can write off everything in the past, no longer care about what he and his mother said, and will not take revenge on himself in the future.

To be honest, if Feng Chu wanted to avenge Ling Yi on his behalf, he really couldn't resist.

The elevator door opened, and Ling Yi walked out: "No need."

Zheng Rong thought that Ling Yi couldn't see clearly, and could only walk with the help of the guide stick in his hand. Why could he walk faster than himself?Are you really not afraid of falling?Or did he already remember the route out in such a short period of time?

He has always been thick-skinned, even when he realizes that this cousin doesn't like him very much, he still follows him shamelessly: "Cousin, are you really angry?"

Ling Yi took a deep breath, and finally stopped: "No, our relationship is not very good, maybe you should keep a certain distance from me."

Zheng Rong laughed.

Now he could see that Ling Yi was angry.Ling Yi has been like this since he was a child, even when he is the most angry, he can maintain an elegant demeanor. Although he is occasionally a bit venomous, most of the time he is polite even when he is angry.

"I don't want to get closer now." Zheng Rong said cheekily, "I realized that what happened before was too much. From today onwards, I will never talk to you like before."

Ling Yi's expression didn't change: "No need."

Zheng Rong knew that Ling Yi seemed to be the most tempered member of the Ling family, but in fact he was the most difficult to get close to.

Ling Yi has such an expression when facing most people, and he doesn't take others' praise or ridicule to heart.

He still wanted to say something to make up for it, but at this moment, a deep and cold male voice suddenly came from not far away: "Ling Yi."

Ling Yi turned around: "Mr. Feng."

Zheng Rong was so frightened that his soul would fly away.

If Ling Yi told himself that he came downstairs to see Feng Chu, Zheng Rong would never dare to come down with him.

It was early in the morning when Zheng Rong was released by Feng Chu, and it was only a few hours away from now. He thought that Feng Chu must be catching up on sleep now, but he didn't expect to appear here.

Don't the bosses sleep now?

Feng Chu glanced coldly at Zheng Rong, his eyes were full of warning, Zheng Rong took two steps back: "Cousin, my mother sent me a message asking me to go back, so I'll go back first."

After saying this, Zheng Rong hurriedly left.

Feng Chu took a few steps forward, and said casually, "Why is he following you?"

Ling Yi shook his head lightly: "I don't know, there may be something, let's go have breakfast."

There was a breakfast shop nearby. Ling Yi didn't eat much in the morning, so he sat opposite Feng Chu and slowly drank soy milk.

Although Feng Chu only slept for two or three hours last night, he woke up this morning still full of energy. After breakfast, he took the coat from the back of the chair and put it on for Ling Yi: "Take you to my place for the next few days."

Ling Yi curiously followed Feng Chu into the car: "Is it Mr. Feng's friend's house?"

"He has gone abroad, and there is no one to live in for the time being. He hired someone to maintain and take care of it regularly. I cleaned it last night. Although many things inside are old, they are very clean."

The two arrived in less than an hour, Feng Chu opened the car door for Ling Yi and let him get out.

Although Ling Yi couldn't see it, he felt inexplicably familiar with it.

This villa was sold by Ling Yi's father a few years ago, and the wealthy businessman who bought it left it idle before spending a lot of money to renovate it, because the villa was not used, and the furnishings inside were almost the same as before Ling Yi was in junior high school.

Feng Chu asked someone to clean up the overgrown weeds and fallen leaves in the courtyard, and cleaned the room carefully before bringing Ling Yi over.

Now the yard is very empty. It was already barren in winter. The flowers that used to fill the yard are gone, leaving only a piece of dry yellow land.

Feng Chu led Ling Yi up the steps.

Ling Yi said: "I also lived in such a place when I was young."

Feng Chu had a half-smile: "Really? Many villas are very similar."

He opened the door and led Ling Yi into the living room on the first floor.

There was still a faint smell of disinfectant and floor lotion in the air. Because there was no one there, the temperature in the room was colder than outside. Fortunately, the central air conditioner was not broken, so Feng Chu turned on the air conditioner.

Ling Yi walked a few steps in the living room, Feng Chu reminded: "Be careful, don't bump into the table."

Ling Yi sat on the sofa: "It's like my previous home."

"Where is it like?"

Ling Yi thought for a moment: "It feels the same to me."

The temperature hadn't risen yet, Ling Yi was still wearing a down jacket, with his fingers in his jacket pocket, he wondered if Feng Chu's classmate was his father, but after thinking about it, Feng Chu might be younger than his father, and his villa was already It was sold out, it was impossible to meet by such a coincidence.

Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much these days.

Feng Chu's assistant has always done things properly. He went into the kitchen and looked. The refrigerator looked brand new, and it was actually full of ingredients.

Feng Chu took a can of beer from the refrigerator and drank a couple of sips.

He only looked at the photos sent by his assistant, and it was the first time he came here today.

The first floor is the dining room, kitchen, study, living room, and a nanny's room. Ling Yi's bedroom should be on the second floor.

Feng Chu went upstairs to take a look. There was a smaller bedroom next to the master bedroom. This should be Ling Yi's bedroom.

The bedding in the master bedroom, the second bedroom and the guest room had been changed yesterday, and the clothes in the cloakroom were all new sets with uncut labels. These should have been arranged by Feng Chu's assistant.

Except for the newly replaced things, the original old things are gone, and they may have been taken away or discarded when they moved.

Ling Yi didn't hear Feng Chu come back for a long time. He thought Feng Chu was busy with something. The temperature in the room gradually increased. Ling Yi took off his down jacket and put it on the sofa. He walked around the first floor based on his feeling, and finally walked in the study.

The study on the first floor is the place where Ling Yi does his homework while studying, and the place where Ling Hua works at home is on the second floor.When she moved, Ling Hua didn't bother to take away the books in Ling Yi's study, so she kept all of them, and the owner who bought the villa didn't throw them away either.

Ling Yi couldn't see all of this, and walked slowly to the bookcase, Feng Chu came down from the second floor, searched around and found Ling Yi here.

Ling Yi heard footsteps and turned around: "Mr. Feng, is this a study?"

"study."

Ling Yi turned around again: "It's very similar to my study room when I was a child."

Feng Chu glanced at the books on the bookshelf. The book at the very edge in the middle seemed strange. He took it out casually and found that it was actually a photo album.

It was almost full of photos of Annette when she was young. Feng Chu glanced at it casually, and was about to put it back, but unexpectedly found that the last one was a photo of Ling Yi.

Ling Yi is only about four or five years old, holding a small Pomeranian quietly, with beautiful golden curly hair, and a pair of big eyes that seem to be full of water. Because of his young age, the eyes occupy a large proportion of the whole person. very cute.

This was the first time Feng Chu saw Ling Yi who was not blind.

He took the photo out and put it in his pocket,

Put the album back to its original place, turned around and rubbed Ling Yi's hair: "Let's go out."

Ling Yi yawned.

Feng Chu said: "Didn't sleep well last night?"

Ling Yi nodded.

"Can't sleep without me?" Feng Chu knew Ling Yi's habit of insomnia, he held Ling Yi in his arms, "Go sleep with you for a while."

Feng Chu did not take Ling Yi to the master bedroom, but took Ling Yi to the small second bedroom next to it. This bed was only 1.2 meters wide, and it was a small single bed.

Ling Yi felt even more strange after lying down: "Mr. Feng."

Feng Chu moved closer: "Huh?"

Ling Yi said: "I also slept in such a small bed when I was a child, Mr. Feng, did your friend buy my father's house?"

"Impossible." Feng Chu said, "You think too much."

Because the bed was too small, Ling Yi was worried that Feng Chu would fall, so he put his arms around Feng Chu's waist: "Mr. Feng, go in a little bit."

Feng Chu hugged Ling Yi inside: "Why did you sleep in such a small bed when you were young?"

"Because I can kick the quilt at night, sleeping in a small bed is convenient for my mother to cover me with the quilt at night." Ling Yi felt sleepy, his eyelashes were soaked with tears, and he lay his pillow on Feng Chu's arm, "I have been sleeping here since then."

Feng Chu's nose rubbed against Ling Yi's: "Open your mouth."

Ling Yi parted her lips slightly.

His lips were beautifully shaped, light in color, and looked soft. Feng Chu lowered his head and blocked Ling Yi's lips.

Ling Yi felt it was strange, so he bit Feng Chu lightly.Immediately afterwards, Feng Chu bit Ling Yi from his chin to his neck. Ling Yi's skin was very thin, and a bite would leave a red mark.

Ling Yi covered his shoulder with his fingers to prevent Feng Chu from continuing: "Mr. Feng, it hurts."

Feng Chu rubbed him: "If we do other things in the future, will you faint from the pain?"

Ling Yi looked up curiously: "What is it?"

Feng Chu whispered a few words in his ear, and took Ling Yi's hand for him to measure.

Ling Yi shrank his hands from the heat, and after a while, he squeezed his right wrist with his left hand to make it bigger.

Feng Chu saw Ling Yi's small movements, and rubbed Ling Yi's wrist twice: "What are you comparing? Hmm? Which one is bigger?"

Ling Yi closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.