President Daddy Excessive Love

Ling Mofeng's words made Lan Yanxi speechless and she burst out into laughter again.

"Her child is already so old, and yet you're only jealous now. Don't you think it's too late?" Lan Yanxi teased him.

Being stared at by her smiling eyes, Ling Mofeng's mood instantly became a lot happier. He reached out to hug her and the two of them sat on a sofa together.

His voice was low and gentle as he played with her long hair: "In two days, we will be getting engaged. I have made a list of the betrothal gifts, and tomorrow night we will come to your house to discuss this with your grandfather. To be honest, my betrothal gifts may not be as many as you think, will you be disappointed?"

Lan Yanxi's beautiful face instantly froze as she turned her head to look at the man's face. After a long while, she feigned an expression of infatuation as she moved her fingers toward the man's handsome face, "Such a handsome face, such a good body, able to warm the bed and hurt people. If you don't want money, I'll marry too."

Ling Mofeng was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw her joking with him. He grabbed her small hand and said, "I'm talking to you seriously."

"I'm serious too. I'm not counting on your betrothal gift to live. What I want is you, a living, warm person. Why are you saying such words that are not confident?"

"I know, but I feel guilty." Ling Mofeng obviously knew that she didn't care about the material, because she never lacked these things.

"Don't feel guilty, Ling Mofeng. I'm not going to care about these things. Seriously, I will care about how you treat me. If you love me enough, will you despise me for being lazy and stupid?" Lan Yanxi leaned against his chest, closed her eyes, and murmured softly, like a child that had lost its sense of security.

Ling Mofeng lowered his head and pressed his lips against her forehead, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

"Ling Mofeng, the curtains are already drawn. Are we just going to sit like this?" Lan Yanxi blinked and asked curiously.

Ling Mofeng saw that she started to say something naughty again, so he lightly tapped on her forehead and said, "What are you thinking? I was just afraid that someone in the distance would see what happened in the office, so I pulled the curtain."

"Oh, so it's not about doing bad things. Sure enough, I was overthinking it." Lan Yanxi's face was filled with shame.

Ling Mofeng was so angry that he laughed out loud: "How can I do bad things here. Come, let's go home together."

"Together?" Lan Yanxi had an expression of disbelief on her face, as if she had heard wrongly.

"Yes, we will go together. Before we get engaged, we will all go home together." Ling Mofeng had to do this because he didn't want to worry about her driving alone.

Ling Mofeng arranged for spies to infiltrate the i

er circle of the old president and received news that made him angry.

Previously, old president did not take Lan Yanxi seriously. He only felt that she was an insignificant role, and that she did not seem to be happy with Ling Mofeng because of the news of their engagement. He only felt that the existence of such a woman, which could disrupt Ling Mofeng's private emotional life, was beneficial to him.

But right now, many people around old president had lost the importance of old president due to their incompetence, and Ling Mofeng had seized the opportunity to sell off one of them. It was only then that he found out that the old president had started to focus on Lan Yanxi.

He wanted Lan Yanxi to give him a big green hat before the engagement and make him a national joke.

When Ling Mofeng heard this news, he almost went mad on the spot. That stubborn old man was actually going to attack Lan Yanxi. It seemed that regardless of whether or not he continued acting, it was meaningless.

Since it was meaningless, Ling Mofeng decided not to act anymore. Since he missed her, he must see her. If he wanted to keep her by his side, he definitely wouldn't let her out of his sight.

In fact, he had wanted to pick her up from work a long time ago, to go home together, to enjoy the most ordinary pleasures of love. Today, he had done everything he dared not do before.

"Really? Have we all gone home together? " As if in a dream, the smile on Lan Yanxi's face became blurred.

"Yes, it will be so in the future." Ling Mofeng answered her in a low voice and was very determined.

Lan Yanxi followed Ling Mofeng out of the elevator and immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The sudden surprise made Lan Yanxi a little embarrassed. She still slowed down her pace and followed behind Ling Mofeng. As long as she looked up, she could see his clean back collar and broad shoulders. She was in a great mood.

At a far corner, a pair of eyes filled with resentment was staring at Lan Yanxi.

When Yang He heard that Ling Mofeng had come back, she intentionally delayed her shift time, waiting for him to pass by. Even a glance from afar would be enough to fill up the blank space of the Lovesick River.

However, when she arrived, another person came. Lan Yanxi was dressed in black, had long black hair, was slim and slender, and walked with Ling Mofeng. That perfect match made people jealous to the point that their eyes turned red.

Yang He clenched both of her hands into fists. She truly hated him to the core. This hatred deepened with her love for Ling Mofeng.

Yang He could only watch from afar. She didn't even have the courage to step forward to greet him, because she wasn't qualified.

Outside the door, a neat black convoy was waiting. As soon as Ling Mofeng came in, someone took the initiative to help open the door.

Ling Mofeng was still quite a gentleman. He let Lan Yanxi enter first, and then he also sat inside. The moment the door closed, the narrow space inside was instantly filled with an unspeakable scene.

It had been a few days since they had returned to this house. The two of them stood in the living room and looked at each other.

"What do you want to eat? I had the ingredients delivered at noon yesterday. " Ling Mofeng walked towards the fridge, opened it, and took out a bottle of water.

"No way. You were still working abroad at noon yesterday." Lan Yanxi immediately laughed out loud.

Ling Mofeng slightly raised his eyebrows. "No matter where I am, my first concern is my family's matter."

"Alright, I'll give you a perfect score for this answer. You can make the best dishes you can get. Also, can I have a sip of wine tonight?" Lan Yanxi suddenly made a request.

"Drink?" Ling Mofeng didn't expect her to make such a request. He was slightly surprised: "What are you drinking at home?"

I want to have a drink. We're both engaged and haven't had a romance yet. Wait for me. I'm going upstairs to take a bath and change my clothes." Lan Yanxi ran upstairs as she spoke, not giving the man a chance to ask any more questions.

Ling Mofengjun was slightly shocked. What should she do to make her feel romantic?

This was the first time that a man felt his mind was empty. He actually couldn't think of any romantic things.

Did he have to get someone to buy a bouquet of flowers? Chocolate? A gift?

He lowered his head to look at the watch in his hand. It was already seven o'clock, it was too late to buy anything.

Finally, Ling Mofeng suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a few more flowers planted behind him. His eyes lit up slightly, and he immediately turned around and walked towards the backyard.

He turned on the light and saw that spring had arrived. The seeds he had previously sowed had all blossomed.

Some of them were unknown. Ling Mofeng bent down and picked a small bouquet, then turned around and returned to the living room. He took out the newspaper he used to read, picked out a piece and wrapped the flowers gently and carefully.

As a man, Ling Mofeng still couldn't do such meticulous work. Therefore, although the bag was tied up, it didn't seem to have much beauty.

"I did my best." Ling Mofeng sighed and put the flowers on the table. He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his white sleeves, and went into the kitchen to cook di

er for the little woman.

The first thing Lan Yanxi did when she went upstairs was to take a bath. She took a shower and washed her hair before coming out, and immediately found her own equipment. She sat in front of the mirror and started to roll up her hair, which was half wet and half dry.

"Where's my little dress?" Lan Yanxi busied herself with these things before starting to rummage through the closet again. Finally, she found the small black gift group on the side of the wardrobe. This was a gift she had bought for herself before.