Feng Lingchen's arrival undoubtedly turned the atmosphere in the ward upside down.

The smile on Ye Ranran's face remained unchanged, his eyes fell on the man at the door, his eyebrows bent, and he even smiled even brighter.

"Chen... I was still looking for you. ”

Mo Wanyuan turned her head, and the expression on her face returned to her usual gentleness.

Then he strode to Feng Lingchen's side, wanting to hold his hand, but the latter skillfully dodged him.

The smile on her face froze, dragging on a little embarrassment.

Feng Lingchen didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and walked straight to the bedside with the things in his hand, and then put them on the bedside table.

"This is the watermelon you want to eat, eat less, your body hasn't fully recovered."

He opened his mouth gently, and looked at Ye Ranran's eyes with extraordinarily gentleness.

The woman sitting on the bed blinked in response.

The intimate interaction between the two undoubtedly stung Mo Wanyuan's eyes. Quietly clenched his hands and walked over again unwillingly.

"Chen, I'm really sorry. I only have time today, otherwise I would have come to see the dyeing a long time ago. ”

There was a deep smile in her voice, and a bit of self-reproach.

But the expected comfort did not come, and only a slightly cold reply was received.

"If you don't have time, you can work hard, and it's okay if you don't come."

Feng Lingchen sat down on the edge of the hospital bed and replied in a low voice, not knowing what the mood was in his words.

Mo Wanyuan's successive encounters have made the dissatisfaction in her heart accumulate to a certain extent. His eyes darkened.

Ye Ran was eating watermelon leisurely, looking at the good scene in front of him. So far, she is quite satisfied with Feng Lingchen's performance.

But what happens next, I don't know.

"Chen, I have something I want to discuss with you, can I talk in a different place?"

Sure enough, Ye Ranran's idea had just flashed, and Mo Wanyuan spoke again, with a bit of pleading in her eyes.

Feng Lingchen raised his eyebrows quietly when he heard this, and looked at her with a bit of indifference in his eyes.

"Anything can be said directly here."

He is definitely not the kind of man who has no brains, and during the period of "cold war" with Ye Ranran, he has thoroughly reflected on his behavior.

Maybe in his own opinion, he just regarded Mo Wanyuan as a friend he hadn't seen for many years, and all his behaviors were all within the safety line.

But in the eyes of others, such "intimacy" may mean something else.

What's more, he is still a person with a fiancée, and he must be clean and self-conscious.

"Ahh Say it here? ”

Mo Wanyuan exclaimed in surprise, her face showed a little hesitation, and her gaze swept over Ye Dye on the side, suggesting that it was obvious enough.

But neither of the other two reacted.

Feng Lingchen replied softly, "I don't have anything to do, I can't let my fiancée know." ”

He added.

And such a remark had already made Mo Wanyuan's face pale, and she looked at Feng Lingchen's eyes, shocked and sad.

If it was someone who didn't know, he thought that Feng Lingchen had done something to her.

Ye Ran lowered his eyes and sneered in his heart, "If Miss Mo doesn't want to say it, you don't need to say it." ”

She didn't bother to continue watching this woman's performance, and directly ridiculed.

As soon as Mo Wanyuan's eyes were hot, tears fell, and she turned around and escaped from the ward without saying a word.

The expression on Ye Ranran's face was really indescribable, and he just glanced at Feng Lingchen in a complicated way.

After her body had completely recovered, she returned to H City with Feng Lingchen.

As soon as I returned home, I saw Ye Xiaobei sitting on the sofa well-behaved.

"Daddy Mommy, where are you going?"

The little group, who had grown a lot taller, jumped off the sofa and ran over quickly, unconsciously sprinkling coquettishness in his mouth.

Feng Lingchen hugged him into his arms, and his expression instantly fell.

"We're going to work, is Becky obedient during this time?"

Ye Ran watched the father and son chatting happily, and didn't bother, and went directly to the kitchen after putting down the luggage.

Mother Ye is cooking, and it is already in the finishing stage.

After the family had a happy lunch, Feng Lingchen received an email from the secretary, and turned to the room with his footsteps.

"Next month, the company will hold an annual meeting, chairman, do you want to attend it in person?"

He leaned against the door of the room, looked at Ye Ran who was packing up his things inside, and said with a light smile.

As mentioned before, Ye Dye Dye is the largest shareholder of "Love Dye Group", and Feng Lingchen, the executive president, is just working for her.

"Of course."

When the woman inside heard this, her subordinates showed a bright smile as soon as she moved.

A month has passed in a blink of an eye.

In late autumn, it has also turned to early winter, and the first snow has fallen.

On the day of the company's annual meeting, Ye Ran dressed up early and arrived at the hotel where the annual meeting was held with Feng Lingchen.

"President, President's wife."

Along the way, many people greeted them, and they were even more eager for Ye Ranran, a big star.

signed autographs and photos along the way, and she never refused.

After walking around the banquet venue, and when everyone was almost here, Ye Ran keenly found a familiar figure. Subconsciously looked at the man next to him and raised his eyebrows.

"You invited you?"

Looking at Mo Wanyuan, who was chatting happily with the employees in the company, Ye Ranran's tone was a little subtle.

Feng Lingchen looked at her line of sight, coughed a little embarrassed twice, and then explained.

"I didn't think about inviting it, but when I went to deliver the invitation that day, she happened to be there, so I gave a ...... by the way."

It's impossible, all the other friends gave it, but they didn't give it to Mo Wanyuan.

And in front of so many people, I always feel a little inappropriate.

Ye Ran glanced at him obliquely, snorted coldly, and didn't say anything more.

As the number of people at the banquet grew, the two of them basically acted separately, greeting the passing guests.

You must know that this annual meeting not only has employees from their own company, but also invites people from cooperative companies, and the whole scene is even more lively.

Mo Wanyuan mingled in the crowd, holding champagne in her hand, her eyes never leaving Feng Lingchen. When you find an opportunity, you will come to his side.

It's just that she hasn't arrived at her destination yet, and she was stopped.

"You're Mo Wankite who just came back from France, Miss Mo, right?"

A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears stood in front of her, a smile on his face a little greasy.

Mo Wanyuan frowned, and was about to get angry, when the afterglow at the end of her eyes suddenly swept to Feng Lingchen, who was walking this way, and as soon as her dark eyes rolled, a plan appeared in her heart.

Immediately, the expression on his face was repeated, revealing a just right smile.

"I am, I don't know who this gentleman is?"

Her voice was soft, with a hint of seduction.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up almost as soon as he eagerly introduced himself, specifically, his company.

The two chatted "happily" like this.

"Miss Mo, I know that you have just returned to China, and I am afraid that you are not very rich in resources, right? It just so happens that I'm going to invest in a movie soon, I wonder if Miss Mo is interested? ”

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to stop Mo Wanyuan's waist, and smiled meaningfully.

And the expression on the latter's face did not fluctuate at all, and continued to answer with a smile.

Mo Wanyuan's eyes kept sweeping towards Feng Lingchen, who was approaching this side step by step, seized the opportunity to scream, and immediately withdrew from the arms of the middle-aged man and ran towards the man not far away.

"Chen! Help me, that man, that man he wants to do to me..."

She hugged Feng Lingchen's arm tightly, her voice trembled a little, and she looked at him with a pale face.

It all happened a little suddenly.

Feng Lingchen was originally just a toast from an acquaintance, but he didn't expect Mo Wanyuan to suddenly come out.

Listening to her words, she looked up at the middle-aged man with a vegetable-looking face not far away, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"What's going on?"

Feng Lingchen skillfully withdrew his hand from Mo Wanyuan's arms and asked quietly.

Without waiting for Mo Wanyuan to continue to "cry", the middle-aged man had completely come to his senses, and then trotted closer, constantly bowing his head and apologizing.

"I'm really embarrassed to seal the president... I didn't know that Miss Mo was your person, so please forgive me. ”

This was said with great care.

The middle-aged man knew something was wrong when he saw Mo Wanyuan running towards Feng Lingchen.

I only hope that his apology can be more or less redeemed.

And the man who was apologized had a subtle expression on his face.

Feng Lingchen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowned and was about to explain, but was preempted by Mo Wanyuan on the side.

"It's okay, you didn't mean to. Chen, what do you say? ”

She looked at the man next to her and asked intimately. The smile on his face was gentle and sweet.

The middle-aged man's guess in front of him had been confirmed, so he became more and more cautious.

After a wave of quiet compliments, he was ready to leave.

And it was at this time that a crisp female voice suddenly interjected.

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Ranran's gaze fell on Mo Wanyuan's hand holding Feng Lingchen's arm, and there was a little more meaning in her flawless smile.

"I didn't do anything, just chat."

Feng Lingchen walked over quickly, not caring about Mo Wanyuan beside him at all, but grabbed Ye Ranran's hand and explained with a low smile.

The woman with a beautiful face raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked rhetorically, "Really?" ”

The slightly cold gaze had already fallen on Mo Wanyuan not far away, and the curvature of the mockery at the corners of her mouth deepened.