Want to compete with daddy for favor
In the early morning, the window is gray, the fog is thick, and a few bare branches can be seen vaguely. Such a scenery is hard to stop.
Lan Yanxi turned over in a daze, two small hands habitually hugged something, but found that this time, it was a warm arm like a stove, she immediately woke up.
The long eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled twice, opened, and saw the gentle eyes of the man.
Lan Yanxi's mouth opened slightly. He looked down and found that he was holding a strong arm of his. He quickly let go of it like a hot hand and pushed it back to his side.
"Early!" It seems that the man has been awake for a long time, but the appearance of getting up in the morning is lazy, even his voice is a little hoarse.
Lan Yanxi smiled embarrassedly and pretended to be calm. However, he was scared back into the quilt by the cold. He stretched out a small hand and pulled the nightgown beside him. Then he quickly put it on. While tying the belt, he looked at the man's casual lying posture: "why haven't you gone to work yet?"
"I have other arrangements at noon. I'm not in a hurry!" The man's voice was low and gentle.
"Oh, date with a beauty?" Lan Yanxi joked early in the morning.
"If I want to date you, will you consider asking for leave?" The man asked her.
"But I just went to work in the new department on the second day and asked for leave. Would it make a bad impression?" Lan Yanxi is really thinking about it.
"That's it. I'll make an appointment next time!" Ling Mofeng also turned over and sat up. When he went to bed last night, he wore a dark pajama. At the moment, as if he was not afraid of the cold, he stood up and went to the bathroom.
"Oh, wait a minute!" When Lan Yanxi heard that he was going to give up, he immediately refreshed and ran to block his way: "I'll ask for leave now. Where are we going?"
Ling Mofeng just wanted to tease her. Unexpectedly, she took it seriously. Jun's face flashed an apology: "Yan Xi, my noon arrangement is very important. You can ask for leave, but I may not be able to!"
"You lied to me?" Lan Yanxi's pair of beautiful eyes instantly doubled in size, and then, angrily said: "I don't want to make an appointment with you!"
"Yan Xi, don't be angry. I'm wrong. I shouldn't make such a joke with you!" Ling Mofeng Jun's face was in a hurry. His long arm stretched out. It was his injured hand.
Lan Yanxi turned around and saw that it was his hand that was grabbing her wrist. She didn't know whether to shake it off or not. She only said with a cold face, "I'm not angry!"
"But your expression is clearly …"
"Give me a gift, and this thing will not happen!" Lan Yanxi finished, gently pushed his big palm away, and strode away.
Ling Mofeng was dumbfounded. "…"
As expected, this woman is bold enough to ask for a gift by herself. However, she is also straightforward and lovely, so that people don't need to think about it. Ling Mofeng's thin lips are light, and he even begins to think about what gift to give her.
Lan Yanxi went to work. At noon, he found out that Ling Mofeng went to play golf with foreign ambassadors.
In order to break the rumor of his injury, the news has been spread internally. Others are only glad that the vice president has a hard life. But Lan Yanxi listens, and his blood seems to freeze.
Ling Mofeng's arm is injured. The wound is still bleeding the day before yesterday. How can he play golf with people today?
Don't you want to die?
Lan Yanxi's brain is buzzing. She can't listen to what the people around her are saying. There is only one thought. Ling Mofeng is crazy.
"Ah..."
Lan Yanxi lowered his head and hurried forward, but accidentally bumped into a person. The drawings in the other's hand fell all over the ground. Lan Yanxi looked stunned and apologized quickly.
"It doesn't matter, but next time you walk, you have to take your eyes with you!" A clear and pleasant female voice rang, not cold or hot.
Lanyanxi glanced at the drawings quickly and found that all of them were famous pictures. After listening to the female voice of the Oriole, she looked up fiercely and saw a face that she seemed to have seen.
"Pay attention next time. This is Miss Wan Qianqian, a painter we hired!" A staff member whispered to Lan Yanxi.
Lan Yanxi nodded quickly: "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now. I will pay attention next time!"
"It doesn't matter, I'm fine!" Wan Qianqian glanced over Lan Yanxi's face and recognized her in an instant. If the whole office didn't know that she was Ling Mofeng's fiancee, Wan Qianqian was clear, because she not only knew her existence, but also knew her appearance and her disharmonious relationship with Ling Mofeng.
Lan Yanxi looks at Wan Qianqian and finds that the other party is staring at himself. The eyes are not friendly, but they seem to be comparing, which is unpleasant.
Wan Qianqian looks at the figure of Lan Yanxi leaving and sneers in her heart.
Lan Yanxi is a beautiful girl, but there are a lot of beautiful women in the office. They are elegant and knowledgeable. So it's not easy for Lan Yanxi to stand out here.
Wan Qianqian feels that she only loses to her age.
She knows that Lan Yanxi is just twenty-three years old this year, and she is going to be twenty-six years old soon. The gap of three years is not obvious between women, but it is also a hurdle that cannot be crossed.
Wan Qianqian has her own advantages with long black hair and mature and charming women.
Ling Mofeng is stable and young. He likes women who are confident and elegant and have a successful career like her. It's impossible for him to look at Lan Yanxi, a willful and coquettish young lady.
Therefore, Wan Qianqian is inexplicably confident.
Lan Yanxi returns to the office, still fidgeting, not in the mood to work.
She always pays attention to Ling Mofeng's situation, but there is no following except that he went to play with foreign leaders.
Now the weather is not very good. The golf course must be cold enough. I'm speechless. Why play in such a cold day?
Is someone deliberately calculating Ling Mofeng? Do you want to test whether he is injured?
After thinking about it for a while, I didn't come up with a reason. I just didn't think about it.
In the villa of Jijia manor, Tang Youyou and two little guys are dressed as buns and making snowmen in the garden.
All three of them had a holiday in advance, enjoying the joy and leisure of every day.
"Mommy, my brother smashed my face with snow. It's so cold!" Ji Xiaonai cried and ran to Tang Youyou to complain.
"I didn't mean it!" Ji Xiaorui was afraid of being scolded by mommy and immediately ran to explain.
"You did it on purpose, hum!" Ji Xiaonai's two small hands are inserted in his waist, but because he is wearing too thick, his two small hands can't bend, like a small ball, cute and funny.
Ji Xiaorui shrugs his shoulders, a look of what you can do about me.
"Annoying bad brother!" Ji Xiaonai is not convinced. He bends down and grabs a handful of snow, and directly throws it at Ji Xiaorui. Ji Xiaorui is prepared and runs away quickly. Ji Xiaonai immediately drags out the heavy little body and chases out.
Tang Youyou ignores the two little guys playing. She is designing the style of her snowman.
"Mommy, are you making daddy?" Ji Xiaonai can't catch up with his brother, so he runs over and points to Tang Youyou's masterpiece and asks.
"Yes, does it look like it?" Tang Youyou asks her daughter with a smile.
"It doesn't look like it at all. Daddy is not so ugly and short!" Ji Xiaonai comments with a serious face.
Tang Youyou is speechless. How can she explain this kind of abstract thing to her daughter?
"Mommy, where are my brother and I?" Ji Xiaonai walks around the snowman and doesn't find his and his brother's snowman. He immediately pouts and asks.
"Uh... Didn't you and brother just make your own snowman? I didn't... "
Ji Xiaorui stands in the distance and says with a smile: "Idiot Xiaonai, don't you know? In Mommy's heart, Daddy is already more important than us! "
Ji Xiaonai's big black eyes immediately widen, and his small mouth flattens: "Mommy doesn't love Xiaonai anymore?"
Tang Youyou immediately makes a snowball and throws it at his son who talks nonsense: "I told you to do more and talk less."
Ji Xiaorui quickly dodges and laughs.
Tang Youyou quickly squats down and gently kisses her daughter's little forehead: "Xiaonai, you have always been the most important in mommy's heart."
"Then who is more important, daddy or me?" The little guy blinks his big eyes and asks.
"Of course it's you!" Tang Youyou coaxes her.
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