Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss

The two children played in Ling Yi's room until the evening, when Bai Ziyao's mother came to pick up the children in person.

Bai Ziyao's mother had met Ling Yi before, and she had a good impression of Ling Yi. Knowing that Ling Yi liked her own children, she was very relieved that Bai Ziyao came to Lingyi to play.

Bai Ziyao and Bai Zi's thoughts were not finished yet, Bai Ziyao gestured to his mother: "Brother Lingyi's room has such a big bear."

Bai Ziliang then interjected: "Uncle Feng gave it to brother Ling Yi. Uncle Feng treats brother Ling Yi very well."

Zi Yao's mother brought a gift: "Mr. Ling, these two children are bothering you, these are the cookies I baked at home, bring them to you to taste."

Ling Yi took Ziyao's mother's biscuits: "Thank you, they are very good, it's a pleasure to be with them."

Zi Yao's mother also saw Feng Chu at this time. Feng Chu's facial features are deep and sharp, and she is very recognizable. She has seen it in magazine news before, but she can't remember the name: "This is- "

Feng Chu nodded: "Hello Mrs. Bai, don't let your surname Feng, I'm Mr. Ling Yi."

Bai Ziliang pulled Ziyao's mother's shirt: "Auntie, sir means husband. Uncle Feng and brother Lingyi are married."

Feng Chu thinks that this little kid is really cute as Ling Yi said.

Ling Yi smiled.

Zi Yao's mother was a little surprised, because Feng Chu and Ling Yi seemed to have a big age gap. But overall they are a good match. Feng Chu looks imposing and looks really handsome.

The two children soon followed Ziyao's mother into the elevator, Feng Chu closed the door, the room was a little messy, and the place with children could not be too neat.

Feng Chu said: "The room is too messy, I'll take you out for dinner at night, and ask Nursing Liu to come and clean up."

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

You must change clothes when you go out. Ling Yi went to the bedroom to put on a sweater and took out the scarf and coat.

Feng Chu took Ling Yi's phone from the sofa: "Is this your phone? I haven't saved your phone number."

Ling Yi told Feng Chu his cell phone number.

Feng Chu saved it in the address book, searched on WeChat, and found that this was actually Ling Yi's WeChat account.

Ling Yi's avatar is actually his profile face. It should be taken casually in the evening. Because Ling Yi is so good-looking, people will suspect that this is a carefully edited online picture.

He added Ling Yi's WeChat: "Find me anytime if you have something."

Feng Chu took Ling Yi out for a meal in the evening, and came back very late.

He left City B the next day, and the newlywed Yan Er was about to bid farewell to his beautiful little lady, Feng Chu felt a little reluctant.

The snow had stopped at night, Feng Chu opened the car door and let Ling Yi come out: "I won't have time to come over in the next few days, there are some things to deal with, call me if you have anything."

"Are you busy at work?"

Ling Yi raised her chin slightly.

Although Ling Yi's eyes did not recover, when he raised his head, Feng Chu seemed to feel that Ling Yi was watching him tenderly.

His heart skipped a few beats, lowered his head and spoke to Ling Yi: "I'll call you tomorrow night."

Ling Yi took Feng Chu's hand: "Can Mr. Feng rest here tonight?"

Feng Chu's breath was intertwined with Ling Yi's, and the two were so close that Feng Chu's head could be kissed at the corner of Ling Yi's lips.

After a while, Feng Chu squinted his eyes and said, "Ling Yi, do you trust me so much?"

Ling Yi nodded slightly.

Feng Chu took a deep breath: "But I don't trust myself. Ling Yi, do you know that you look good?"

Ling Yi's expression was a little dazed: He let Feng Chu stay here for one night, what does it have to do with whether he looks good?

Feng Chu said: "Aren't you afraid that I will bully you at night?"

Ling Yi didn't think too much, and said naturally: "Mr. Feng is a very good person."

Feng Chu suddenly took Ling Yi's hand and pressed him heavily on his body: "No matter how good a man is, he may be emotionally attached to you."

Ling Yi took two steps back due to the heat, he thought for a while before he remembered what it might be.

Feng Chu chuckled lightly, realizing that Ling Yi's impression of him had been subverted today, and it was very likely that Ling Yi would reject him because of this matter.

But he didn't regret it, because Ling Yi must be familiar with these sooner or later.

Feng Chu sent Ling Yi back to the room.

It's not actually, Ling Yi doesn't know much about the intimacy between men and men, he doesn't know what a normal relationship is, so he subconsciously regards Feng Chu's desire for himself as normal Behavior.

Feng Chu is actually different from other men in Ling Yi's eyes.

Feng Chu covered Ling Yi with a quilt: "Be careful of catching a cold at night, I'm leaving."

Ling Yi got up from the snow-white duvet, and he gently hugged Feng Chu's shoulder.

Feng Chu froze.

He could feel Ling Yi's cool body temperature, feel Ling Yi's thick curly hair touching his chin, feel Ling Yi's very clean and light scent of bitter orange blossom, and even feel His long arms rested on his broad shoulders.

Ling Yi said "good night" softly, then let go of his hand and returned to the quilt.

Feng Chu went downstairs and smoked half a pack of cigarettes in the car. Obviously, he has not left City B, or even this nursing home. He is already dreaming about the next parting.

The inside of the car was smoky, the sky that had snowed had cleared, and the clear moonlight fell on the snow.

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Although Ling Yi refused, Zhou Zhiyuan did not intend to give up.

He again asked Vice President Zhang to allow himself to enter the nursing home, but this time he failed to achieve his goal.

Give Vice President Zhang a hundred courage and he would not dare to offend Feng Chu, Zhou Zhiyuan belongs to City C after all, the Zhou family does not develop here, Vice President Zhang hangs Zhou Zhiyuan several times Phone, even without a reason.

Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to approach Ling Yi by other means.

Ling Yi's appearance is much better than Ling Bo's, Zhou Zhiyuan can already imagine the scene when he takes Ling Yi to various occasions - men's vanity is actually stronger than women's, there are A companion who is as beautiful as an angel, who would not praise him for his ability.

In addition, Ling Bo's academic performance is terrible A poor school.

When Ling Yi's college entrance examination results came out, it is said that several top universities called the Ling family.

Ling Bo has an advantage over Ling Yi in that he is not blind, and Ling Hua is quite fond of him.

But Ling Yi seems to be the kind of person who is very thoughtful, emotionally stable and organized, if he is not blind, Zhou Zhiyuan thinks that he may not be able to control Ling Yi, so blindness is not Must be something bad.

Zhou Zhiyuan went back to City C to find Ling Yi's mobile phone number, but he called from morning to night, and the voice from his mobile phone was always "The call you dialed is temporarily unavailable".

Ling Bo didn't know where Zhou Zhiyuan went these days. He thought that Zhou Zhiyuan was deliberately avoiding him, and kept sending long text messages to Zhou Zhiyuan to ask questions.

Zhou Zhiyuan felt disgusted and irritable when he saw the large piece of text.

But he is quite busy tonight. There is an important banquet tonight. Several rare dignitaries from City C will come over. It is said that there are more important people from other provinces.

Ling Yi didn't think of his mobile phone for the past two days. When he remembered it, the mobile phone had been shut down because the battery was exhausted.

He charged his mobile phone and dialed Feng Chu's mobile number after turning it on.

Feng Chu has not come for three days, Ling Yi wants to ask if he will come tomorrow.

In fact, Feng Chuyou called Ling Yi in the past two days, and every time he was "temporarily unavailable", when calling the landline, Ling Yi either went to the restaurant to eat or was in the tea room Take a class with a Braille teacher.

After seeing Ling Yi's name appearing on the phone screen, Feng Chu was a little surprised.

He left the wine table and went outside to answer the phone.

He stood up, and everyone else at the wine table fell silent. These bosses and Feng Chu are naturally not friends, but they will have some business contacts. Feng Chu is naturally the most valuable among these people, and everyone else is careful to flatter Feng Chu everywhere.

The night wind was cold, Feng Chu lit a cigarette, and heard Ling Yi's gentle voice from the phone: "Mr. Feng, when are you coming back?"

That day, Feng Chu said "three or five days" and he would return. Ling Yi was not sure if it was three days or five days, so he called him on the night of the third day.

Ling Yi recalled: "I have no appetite today, so I ate some kelp soup and rice."

Ling Yi was already very thin and was usually anorexia. After he came to the nursing home, although a nurse urged him to eat the food prepared by the nutritionist, sometimes he would not finish it completely. What Ling Yi said should really be a tiny bit, and maybe there was only one or two bites of rice and soup at night.

"I'll give you a late-night snack, and then go to bed after dinner." Feng Chu said, "Otherwise, it's not good for your health, you're too thin."

Someone came out while Feng Chu was speaking.

Zhou Zhiyuan looked at the time, it was 9:30 in the evening, he thought that Ling Yi should not have slept yet, although he didn't hold much hope, he still called Ling Yi.

This time the voice prompt is completely different from the last time "The number you dialed is on the phone".

Zhou Zhiyuan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, he wanted to go back after finishing one cigarette.

In the dark, I saw a tall figure on the right, Zhou Zhiyuan immediately recognized who this person was - Feng Chu, the current ruler of the Feng family.

The Zhou family is only deeply rooted in City C, far less than a wealthy family like the Feng family. Today's wine party, Feng Chu is not the organizer, but Feng Chu is sitting in the middle.

On many occasions, as long as Feng Chu's mother, Chu Manwen, is not around, Feng Chu will always be in the middle.

The other party was on the phone, and Zhou Zhiyuan returned to the box to avoid being suspected of eavesdropping.

Ling Yi said: "I don't want to eat supper today, I'll go to warm up a glass of milk."

Feng Chu looked at the time, he estimated that he would be able to return to the hotel around ten o'clock.

He wants to see Ling Yi.

"I'll make a video call with you in half an hour," Feng Chu said in a low but gentle voice, "wait for me to finish my work."

It was half past ten after Feng Chu returned to the hotel. He was a little drunk, and he made a video call to Ling Yi before he even had time to take a shower.

Ling Yi was woken up by the sound of his mobile phone in his sleep, he answered the phone with a heavy drowsiness in his voice: "Mr. Feng..."

Feng Chu's eyes fell on Ling Yi who was on the screen. Ling Yi just woke up and looked indescribably beautiful.

Ling Yi held the mobile phone for a while before he remembered that he had warmed the milk. He put the bottle in the hot water and went to bed to rest, but he fell asleep completely, so he took the mobile phone and got out of bed to get it Milk, add a little honey into it.

Feng Chu suddenly found Ling Yi's fingers wrapped in a Band-Aid: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Ling Yi stirred the honey in the cup: "I was scratched by the page while reading."

Feng Chu thought that Ling Yi was joking. He had lived for more than 30 years and never knew that a paper could cut his hand, but Ling Yi's expression was indifferent, not like he was joking.

In fact, Ling Yi was used to it for a long time. He was fine before he lost his sight. Even though his body was weaker than most people, he was calm and cautious in doing things and would not hurt himself. After losing his sight, he suffered a lot because he could not see the danger. His hand was pinched by the door, scalded by hot water, and sprained when he fell to the ground. Even a thin piece of paper can become a sharp weapon.

Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi's fingers seriously. They were indeed very fragile hands. They should have never held anything dangerous except for a pen. They were slender and well-defined. Slightly transparent, like some finely crafted figures.

It would be great if you could carry Ling Yi in your pocket.