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MTL - Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss-Chapter 31 Unique Jinjiang Literature City 31
Feng Chu has some work to do in the afternoon.
Under normal circumstances, he also spends his weekends at work. Work and fitness are the main part of Feng Chu's life.
Now there is one more Ling Yi.
Ling Yi didn't bother after learning that Feng Chu was working in the study.
Meng Xihua didn't see Ling Yi replying to him for a long time, and thought something happened to Ling Yi. After less than half an hour, he called over the phone: "Xiaoyi, where are you?"
"Just with friends."
"Have you made new friends?" Meng Xihua was a little surprised, because Ling Yi rarely made friends. Although Ling Yi was very friendly to most people when she was studying, she seldom shared with her classmates in private. "It's good, you should communicate more. Come on, I'll continue to talk with you about the gossip in the circle of C City. I've saved a lot to talk to you."
Meng Xihua knew that Ling Yi was not interested in these gossips, but he really wanted to talk to someone.
Ling Yi wanted to drink water, but he did not find the water dispenser, only the location of the refrigerator, he opened the refrigerator.
There are many drinks in the refrigerator, Ling Yi touched the drink in one of the long-necked glass bottles, and he touched the outer packaging for a long time. Most of these alcoholic beverages are imported, so there are braille on the packaging. Most people will not notice the bumps on the packaging paper, but Ling Yi is very sensitive to it.
Ling Yi just happened to learn English Braille. After touching it, Ling Yi knew it was a bottle of whisky.
He hasn't drank for a long time, the last time he drank was probably when he was in the hot spring.
Ask Feng Chu if he can drink and Feng Chu will definitely say no.
If Ling Yi is allowed to make his own decision, Ling Yi will of course feel that he can drink.
Meng Xihua was telling Ling Yi about the grievances and grievances between a tall, rich and handsome guy and a big guy in the circle. He didn't hear Ling Yi's voice for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Xiaoyi, you Are you listening?"
"Yes." Ling Yi said, "If you really want to eat something, but it's in someone else's refrigerator, what would you do?"
Meng Xihua was surprised: "Don't eat it, what if the contents in his refrigerator are poisonous."
Ling Yi joked: "What if this person is your nominal girlfriend?"
"Eat it, my girlfriend and I have nothing to do with others, they are our own, and they will definitely not harm me," Thinking of this Meng Xihua was worried, he had not had much contact with his fiancee , I heard that people are not satisfied with their virtues, "I will talk to you about my buddy. The person he offends has a lot of background. This person has contacts with the Feng family."
Ling Yi is not so interested in the secrets in the circle, and does not know much about the various family grievances and grievances, what Meng Xihua said is his left ear in the right ear, and there are so many surnames who know who is Which seal.
Ling Yi fumbled around on the table to find a glass, the only pity was that there was no ice maker, so he couldn't add ice to the glass of wine, he opened the bottle and poured the wine with a series of skillful movements. like a blind man.
Meng Xihua and Ling Yi spent a full hour on the phone, although in most cases Meng Xihua was saying that Ling Yi was listening - and Ling Yi didn't hear much.
Meng Xihua said, "I'm going to dinner. There must be a follow-up to your situation. I'll contact you after I find out."
Ling Yi drank a glass of whiskey.
It is spirits after all, Ling Yi soon became a little drunk, and his body temperature slowly rose.
He likes how he feels when he is drunk, because only when he is drunk is his mind completely blank, even if he knows that when he wakes up, nothing will change.
He slept too little last night, and under the influence of alcohol, Ling Yi soon became tired.
Feng Chu came out of the study after finishing some work. He thought Ling Yi was playing with his phone on the sofa, but when he walked in, he found that Ling Yi was asleep.
There seemed to be a faint smell of alcohol in the air, and then Feng Chu saw the wine bottles and cups on the coffee table, and his face changed slightly.
Based on Ling Yi's current physical condition, he must not drink alcohol at a high level.
Feng Chu gently shook Ling Yi's shoulder: "Ling Yi? Ling Yi?"
Ling Yi was dizzy from the beginning, but after being shaken by Feng Chu, he felt the world was spinning. He barely opened his eyes - many times Ling Yi felt that he could see the light when he opened his eyes, but he forgot a lot after drinking. Things, I still think I can see it, but there is darkness in front of me.
Ling Yi rubbed the corners of his eyes ignorantly, as if he didn't quite understand why this happened.
Feng Chu heated a glass of milk, added sugar and fed it to Ling Yi.
Ling Yi usually doesn't like to talk, but when he's drunk, he's even quieter. He drank this cup of sweet milk in silence.
Feng Chu pinched Ling Yi's cheek: "I'm usually so obedient, why do you like to drink?"
Ling Yi didn't like being pinched on the face, he held Feng Chu's index finger, and in the palm of his hand, he found that Feng Chu's finger was a circle larger than his own, so he curiously touched Feng Chu finger.
From the pulp to the palm, Ling Yi's delicate fingertips touched the hard calluses in Feng Chu's palm.
Feng Chu felt that if he was touched by Ling Yi again, something would definitely happen, so he withdrew his hand and held Ling Yi. Ling Yi obediently leaned on Feng Chu's shoulder this time and closed his eyes again.
Feng Chu sent a text message to Dr. Zhao: "Ling Yi stole the whisky at home, less than 200ml, do I need to send him to the hospital?"
Dr. Zhao was a little helpless: "Don't send him to the hospital, give him some hangover medicine, Mr. Feng, if you can't guarantee to take good care of him, send him back to the nursing home, he is a patient, not an ordinary person , he needs restraint, not connivance."
In fact, Dr. Zhao was not very optimistic about the marriage between Ling Yi and Feng Chu at first. He felt that Feng Chu was more interested in sex, because he had never seen someone as good-looking as Ling Yi, who mistook his fascination with beauty for love.
Many times, Dr. Zhao felt that Ling Yi would definitely not be able to find true love. Others would not care what he was thinking, but only whether he could kiss Fangze.
Dr. Zhao knows most of Lingyi's affairs, and he analyzes his physical and psychological conditions.
Dependency. Ling Yi is very smart and knows a lot of things at a glance, but his self-control is not strong, and he still does some behaviors he knows are wrong, which is why I am reluctant to let him leave the nursing home. "
Ling Yi has adapted to life after blindness and can do many things skillfully. He mentioned to Dr. Zhao about being discharged from the hospital two months ago, but Dr. Zhao did not agree.
Dr. Zhao knew that Ling Yi would have an accident without supervision.
Feng Chu threw the phone aside.
Doctor Zhao quickly sent two more messages, which Feng Chu did not see.
He carried Ling Yi onto the bed, and when he put it on the bed, Feng Chu's body was pressed against Ling Yi's body, this time Feng Chu did not get up, but enveloped Ling Yi in his arms .
Ling Yi felt very hot when he woke up. The temperature in the room was already high, not to mention that he was held by Feng Chu in his arms.
He woke up when he moved Feng Chu a little.
Ling Yi had a splitting headache: "Mr. Feng, what time is it now?"
"At half past one in the afternoon, you slept for two hours." Feng Chu said, "Take you to lunch."
Feng Chu wanted to hug Ling Yi in his arms again, and kissed Ling Yi's forehead and cheek heavily. This is probably the case when every couple wakes up, and even naturally do more intimate things .
But he couldn't do it, he could only restrain some thoughts and pull Ling Yi up: "Go wash your face."
The bridge of his nose was hurt by Feng Chu's strong abdominal muscles, and he instantly turned red.
Feng Chu pulled him into his arms on purpose, raised his hand and gently rubbed Ling Yi twice, because the finger pads were too rough, the more he rubbed the redder, Feng Chu couldn't help lowering his head He kissed the bridge of his nose. Ling Yi didn't know that he was kissed. He thought it was Feng Chu's back of his hand.
After washing her face with cold water, Ling Yi woke up a lot.
Several restaurants near the community closed after 2 pm, Feng Chu took Ling Yi to a Cantonese restaurant that was open all day, and he ordered a few random dishes: "Listen to Zhao The doctor said you have been insomnia lately."
Ling Yi never thought that Dr. Zhao would tell Feng Chu about these things.
Ling Yi didn't tell Feng Chu much about himself.
Ling Yi said: "It may be because of the weather, it's a bit cold these days."
At this time, Feng Chu's phone rang, he looked at the screen, it was Chu Manwen's call.
The last time Feng Chu contacted Chu Manwen was when they got their marriage certificate, Chu Manwen rarely contacted Feng Chu actively.
Ling Yi took a sip of black tea, and the dishes came one after another. He didn't have any appetite. It's always been like this. Even if he doesn't eat for a day, all Ling Yi can feel is hunger rather than food. craving.
It turns out that Chu Manwen is coming back. He will return to China this afternoon, and he will go to City B tomorrow. After returning, he wants to get together with the Feng family.
Feng Chu has no opinion on this. The two casually said a few words, and when Chu Manwen was about to hang up the phone, he couldn't help but say, "Be generous with your people, and don't let him **** the old lady's money over and over again in the future. If this spreads out, it will be very unpleasant. ".
"He hasn't seen the old lady, how can he care about the old lady's property," Feng Chu pressed the cigarette **** into the ashtray, "and his husband, I'm still alive, I can't do anything I want. Give? I'm not ten times richer than the old lady?"
Chu Manwen finds it ridiculous when she thinks of Feng Chu stepping on two boats, Feng Chu is still playing tricks on herself, she is too lazy to expose: "Do what you want, don't mess with it It's best if something happens, I won't clean up the mess for you anyway."
Feng Chu never counted on Chu Manwen when he became an adult, and Chu Manwen did not clean up the mess for him.
Chu Manwen has a best friend abroad. She came to his house last night and stayed overnight.
Chu Manwen woke up at five or six o'clock in the morning, woke up and called Feng Chu to tell him that she was going back to City C tomorrow, she made a cup of coffee, and her friend was woken up by the aroma of coffee .
"Manwen, are you up so early?"
Chu Manwen smiled back: "I'm used to it. Annette, do you want coffee?"
"No, I want to take a nap, I'm too tired to take children."
Chu Manwen has not suffered much from raising children, she said casually: "Can you just leave the child to the nanny?"
"No, I love my child very much, and I want to be involved in every process of his growth." Annette sighed, "Manwen, you only focus on your career and never think about you. children."
Chu Manwen smiled: "Between myself and others, of course I choose myself. In the same way, I don't ask the child to do anything in return, he can do whatever he wants, for himself It's enough to pay for the behavior."
Annette shook her head: "With all due respect, this behavior is selfish."
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The next morning, Feng Chu first took Ling Yi back to the sanatorium, and then went to pick up Chu Manwen back to Feng's house. Chu Manwen's private plane was parked at the airport, accompanied by seven or eight bodyguards. At first glance, the formation is quite large.
The mother and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, Chu Man took off his sunglasses and looked at Feng Chu seriously: "Your grandma said you are thirty-two years old, I really can't see it, you have changed a little in the past few years. nothing."
Feng Chu said: "You have not changed, you are still young and beautiful."
Assistant Zhang took the suitcase from Chu Manwen's assistant, he put the suitcase in the trunk, and respectfully said to Chu Manwen: "President Chu, please get in the car. "
Chu Manwen is tall with long legs and beautiful black curly hair that only reaches her shoulders. She looks three-pointed to Feng Chu. Both of them have slightly dark skin, deep facial features and sharp lines. She is in her teens, and she is not the kind of woman who is well-maintained. From the corners of her eyes and brows, she can see a sense of age. She is dressed neatly and without any jewelry except for the simple wedding ring on her fingers.
Chu Manwen said after getting in the car: "When will you show me that blind young man?"
Feng Chu smiled: "You didn't come to see him, did you? He has been living in a nursing home, he doesn't know the situation in our family, and - he is a little young and can't stand your intimidation. "
"Twenty-three-four?"
"He is nineteen years old."
Chu Manwen looked at Feng Chu from head to toe. She knew that Feng Chu was not a good person, but she didn't expect this son to be such a scumbag—even a nineteen-year-old boy's feelings would be deceived.
"Feng Chu, you are thirteen years older than him, are you sure you have feelings for him? There is a generation gap between the age gap of three years and above, and many young boys have shown affection to me in the past two years. , they are younger than you, I can only talk to your father, and I can't deal with them at all." Chu Manwen said, "It's good for you. There is no hesitation. In the future, you have relationship problems, and the child is crying and arguing and refusing to divorce. What are you going to do? Spend a lot of money to send it out? "
"We won't get to this point," Feng Chu's topic changed, "Which young boys want to be my stepfather? Assistant Zheng, write down the list and send it to me."
Assistant Zhang was driving, Assistant Zheng of Chu Manwen was sitting in the passenger seat, and when he heard Feng Chu's words, Assistant Zheng shivered: "Several are stars in the Chen head office, male All the women have…”