Daily life after marriage with a boss

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Meng Xihua sent Ling Yi home.

Aunt Xu opened the door for them, and Meng Xihua came in carelessly carrying things. These were gifts for Ling Yi's 20th birthday prepared by several friends.

Su Peiwan was sitting and talking with Ling Jing on the sofa in the living room. Seeing Meng Xihua come in with something, she smiled and said, "It's Xiao Meng. I haven't seen you for a long time. You've become handsome again."

Meng Xihua didn't like Su Peiwan, so he just greeted him politely: "Thank you, Aunt Su, for your compliment. I'll take Xiaoyi home."

Su Peiwan didn't take Meng Xihua's cold attitude to heart, she looked at what Meng Xihua mentioned: "Yo, you two went shopping, what did you buy? Boss Ling is so kind to the young master, just let the young master swipe his card. "

"This is a 20th birthday gift from some of our friends to Ling Yi." Meng Xihua couldn't understand Su Peiwan's eccentric attitude, "However, Xiaoyi is Uncle Ling's own son, and Uncle Ling watched him grow up, so of course he would be willing." Xiaoyi swipe the card."

Su Peiwan's smile froze.

Ling Jing next to him said: "Is Ling Bo's birthday coming soon? How will the Zhou family plan to celebrate? The 20th birthday should be well organized, don't just pass by like everyone else, and accept even a worthy gift not."

Su Peiwan said: "Of course Zhou Zhiyuan will take good care of our family Lingbo. Anyway, he won't send tens of thousands of watches, jewelry, etc. If he wants to give it, he will give it something valuable."

These birthday gifts mentioned by Meng Xihua happened to be watches, wallets, sunglasses and bracelets for Ling Yi. These friends basically gave some of the latest products of the brand for their birthdays, and they were both affordable and good-looking. .

It is impossible to give more valuable things, firstly, the relationship is not so close, and secondly, it is not easy to return gifts on the other party's birthday.

Ling Yi smiled slightly: "Really? I wish my brother a happy birthday in advance, let's go back to the room."

Meng Xihua sent Ling Yi back to the room.

After closing the door of the room, Meng Xihua said dissatisfiedly: "She is really snobby, she has a petty air, and my son has caught a rich husband, and she can't stop showing off to others."

Ling Yi said lightly: "Why take her words to heart."

Meng Xihua put the things on the table, and unwrapped the gift he gave Ling Yi: "I picked a bracelet for you, I chose it myself, and your name is engraved on the bracelet."

During the conversation, Meng Xihua had already opened it, and he handed it to Ling Yi: "It's very cool, and there's a skull here."

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing: "Okay, thank you."

Meng Xihua's itchy hands couldn't help opening other people's gifts, like opening a blind box, and he took out a pair of sunglasses, a necklace, and a messenger bag. Meng Xihua gave comments while looking at them, guessing who gave them: "This pair of shoes must have been given by Xiao Yuan. They are too ugly. Only his aesthetics are the worst. Was this pen given by Qin Li?"

Ling Yi nodded.

Compared to others, Meng Xihua still felt that her gift was the most thoughtful.

He lay down on Ling Yi's bed: "Su Peiwan is so annoying, she is like Snow White's stepmother, you are Snow White."

Meng Xihua was stung by something, and he casually took out a bead chain from the edge of the pillow. He stared at this bracelet for a long time: "Ling Yi, are you still wearing the jadeite necklace?"

Ling Yi explained: "It's not jade, it's made of glass."

"This glass necklace is even more beautiful than the emerald necklace my mother ordered for 200 million yuan." Meng Xihua looked at it again and again, "Now the counterfeiting technology is really awesome."

Ling Yi just smiled.

"Hurry up and put on the bracelet I gave you." Meng Xihua urged, "Let me see if it looks good."

Ling Yi couldn't put it on by himself, so Meng Xihua leaned over to fasten the round buckle for him, and he stared at Ling Yi's fingers curiously for a while: "Is it really burnt? It looks like it's worn out, Su Peiwan What heavy work did you punish?"

Ling Yi was silent for a while, then withdrew his hand: "It's okay."

Meng Xihua said: "It's already the smallest size, and the bracelet is still too big to wear. You don't match this outfit. I'll give you a trendy outfit tomorrow."

After the two exchanged a few words, Meng Xihua saw that it was almost ten o'clock, and he hurriedly left Ling's house.

Meng Xihua met Ling Hua when she went out.

The Chinese New Year was coming, Ling Hua had a lot of social activities during this time, he drank some wine, Meng Xihua greeted him and left.

Ling Hua knocked on the door of Ling Yi's room to make sure that Ling Yi had come.

Ling Yi took off the bracelet and put it beside him, Ling Hua said: "Your friends are celebrating your birthday? In the future, keep in touch with these friends more, and all other messy people will be cut off."

"Qin Li asked me to go to his house to play tomorrow, Dad, I want to go there for a while."

Ling Hua and Meng Xihua's father are good friends, and their relationship with the Qin family is so-so, but no one in a family like the Qin family doesn't want to make friends, so he readily agreed: "You can go if you want, and let the driver take you. Qin Li has a My sister? When you go, bring a bouquet of flowers to the little girl."

"it is good."

Ling Hua wanted to say something else, Ling Bo also came back at this time.

"Father, are you in my brother's room?" Ling Bo pushed open the door, "I brought back a barbecue, and my mother and aunt are eating it, so you come for supper too."

Ling Hua closed the door and went out, he raised his hand to rub Ling Bo's hair: "Eating these junk foods is not good for your health."

"Brother Zhou always says that about me, but I want to eat." Ling Bo dragged Ling Hua to the living room, "You always favor my brother, you don't teach my brother, you always teach me."

"Your brother is obedient. You are always making troubles in Japan. How many messes has Dad cleaned up for you? He even picked such a good boyfriend for you. If your brother was as virtuous as you, he would have been kicked out of the house long ago."

"Brother Zhou and I were invited to do an interview today. Brother Zhou proposed to me with a ring in front of the reporter. Dad, do you think my ring is shiny or not?"

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Ling Yi went to take a shower.

He has been suffering from insomnia recently, and he didn't fall asleep until five o'clock in the morning. When he was still asleep at nine o'clock in the morning, Meng Xihua sent him a message: "Xiaoyi, read the new article on this news website."

Ling Yi didn't hear the message notification sound in his sleep. After waking up at ten o'clock, he asked Aunt Xu to make sure there was no one else at home. He opened WeChat and only sent a message to Feng Chu: "Mr. Feng, my father is not at home. You can come over when you are free."

Within half an hour, Feng Chu had arrived.

Ling Yi put a cup of Aunt Xu's soy milk in a small thermos and handed it to Feng Chu: "Did you have breakfast? The soy milk made by my aunt at home, I added a little sugar."

Feng Chu got up at five o'clock in the morning. Of course he had breakfast, and he was also hungry near noon. After getting in the car, he drank up the soy milk that Ling Yi brought: "The doctor's residence is a bit far from here, about an hour or so."

Ling Yi took off his scarf: "Mr. Feng, did you rent a car?"

In fact, it is Chu Manwen's car. Although Chu Manwen doesn't often live in City C, he has a fixed residence.

Feng Chu let out a "hmm".

Ling Yi said casually: "If I knew I stole my father's car keys for you, he wouldn't drive several cars."

Feng Chu couldn't help rubbing Ling Yi's hair: "If your father knew that you liked me so much, he would definitely be pissed off."

Ling Yi put on his earphones, and he opened the message Meng Xihua had sent him.

Feng Chu put the thermos cup aside, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Are you chatting with your friend again?"

"Something."

Ling Yi went into the link Meng Xihua sent him, which contained a long article. With the touch of Ling Yi's fingers, the content of the article reached Ling Yi's ears.

Feng Chu looked at the densely packed words on the screen, and took Ling Yi's phone over: "I'll give you a brief recap after reading it."

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

If the eyes cannot see, it is inconvenient many times.Ling Yi spends time listening to the content that can be seen at a glance, and sometimes seven or eight minutes out of 10 minutes will be spent talking about invalid information.

Feng Chu didn't understand what news it was at first, but after he finished reading it, his face instantly became gloomy.

The news that Zhou Zhiyuan and Ling Bo are in love is known not only in the circle, but also by many people outside the circle. The two have good looks and good backgrounds, and there are hundreds of thousands of fans admiring their fairy love.A website called Zhongwen took advantage of the heat to interview Zhou Zhiyuan and Ling Bo.

Since Su Pei married Ling Hua only this year, many people knew that Ling Bo was an illegitimate child.

During the interview, Ling Bo intentionally mentioned that he has an older brother. His brother's mother divorced and went abroad with his father. Over the years, his brother has tried every means to prevent Ling Hua and Su Peiwan from getting together, which made his identity unclear. Chu, when he said this, Ling Bo couldn't help but shed tears.

Now that Ling Bo's reputation is related to the Zhou family, of course Zhou Zhiyuan would not say anything, and only comforted Ling Bo beside him.

When writing the article, the editor of the website vilified Ling Yi into a selfish and overbearing young master. He specifically stated that Ling Yi was blinded in a car accident. These are the retribution of God for what he did. At the end of the article, he wished Zhou Zhiyuan And Ling wavelength for a long time.

There are already [-] comments under the article and the edited video, some of them feel sorry for Ling Bo's difficult life these years, some wish Ling Bo and Zhou Zhiyuan's love, and some are insulting Ling Yi and cursing Ling Yi again. Have a car accident.

Ling Yi said: "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Chu forwarded the news to himself, and then deleted the messages and links on Ling Yi's phone: "It's nothing, it's related to your brother, and it's about his engagement."

Ling Yi didn't quite believe it: "Is that all?"

"I'll still lie to you?" Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's pale face, and his eyes were slightly black and blue. It seemed that he didn't have a good rest last night, "Didn't sleep well last night? You can catch up on sleep in the car. Get some sleep and we'll be there."

Ling Yi put his arms around Feng Chu's shoulders, and sniffed Feng Chu's breath: "I want to sleep with Mr. Feng tonight."

Feng Chu kissed the corner of his lips: "Miss me tonight?"

Ling Yi didn't speak, but gently hugged Feng Chu's broad and strong shoulders.

Feng Chu's heart softened, and he gently licked Ling Yi's ears and neck. Ling Yi couldn't bear his kiss, and soon leaned against Feng Chu's chest weakly.

Feng Chu fastened the seat belt on him, adjusted the seat to a comfortable angle, and turned on the heater in the car, and finally put his suit jacket on Ling Yi's body: "Okay, don't act like a baby, now close your eyes Sleep, I will drive when you fall asleep."

Ling Yi hugged Feng Chu's coat and closed his eyes.

Feng Chu sent the link to his subordinates and ordered some things.

This website usually likes to spread some rumors for the sake of traffic, but the management knows the seriousness, and basically only maliciously spread rumors about some entertainment stars who have no solid backstage.

Both Zhou Zhiyuan and Ling Bo are rich second generations who cannot be offended, and the two of them have attracted a lot of attention from the outside world through their marriage. For the sake of traffic, the editor of the website deliberately spent a lot of ink to discredit Ling Yi, so as to make fans full of righteous indignation Discussions and reprinted articles and videos.

The capital behind these websites is basically the Xinting Group, so most of the information of the senior personnel of the Xinting Group will not be disseminated by various media platforms.This time I accidentally offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and the website immediately deleted all articles and videos.

Although the articles and videos disappeared, the discussions about them did not disappear. There were people discussing this matter under the accounts of Ling Bo and Zhou Zhiyuan on other platforms.

Feng Chu didn't want these things to affect Ling Yi's mood. Usually Ling Yi doesn't pay much attention to social media. As long as no one around him mentions it, the possibility of him getting the news is not high.

After about an hour, Feng Chu took Ling Yi to a very quiet area in City C.This is the old city, so it is not as prosperous as the new city. You will see many well-dressed elderly people on the road with a relaxed look.

There are many people in this national medical hall, Feng Chu contacted the other party in advance, and a middle-aged man came out to bring Feng Chu and Ling Yi in.

Feng Chu squeezed Ling Yi's finger: "Maybe I will give you an injection, are you afraid?"

Ling Yi didn't seem to wake up yet, his eyes were full of water, but his light-colored lips were a little dry: "Huh?"

Feng Chu bowed his head and kissed Ling Yi's lips, making his lips moisten slowly.

Ling Yi slowly came back to his senses: "Mr. Feng, I'm not afraid."

Feng Chu was a little unfinished, and Ling Yi walked slowly beside him: "I just had a dream in the car, dreaming about Mr. Feng."

"what?"

The warm winter sun fell on Ling Yi's slender eyelashes, and there was a smile on the corner of Ling Yi's lips: "I dreamed that Mr. Feng and I traveled by car, and we saw many scenery on the road."

There are snowfields, Gobi, and endless seas of flowers. Ling Yi can imagine many beautiful scenery, and all the scenes he has seen can be outlined in his mind, but Feng Chu cannot be imagined.

He knew that no one around him was as good as Feng Chu, so Feng Chu was not the shadow of others, unlike anyone else, an image he had never seen before.

The unknown cannot be imagined.

"Seeing the scenery, did you see me?"

Ling Yi holds Feng Chu's index finger in the palm of his hand, and the delicate and cool fingertips fit against Feng Chu's rough and slender fingers: "I will see it someday."