Seeing someone approach, Feng Ling immediately signaled him to let go of her.
However, Li Nanheng refused to let go of her. âCEO E secretly put something on the big boss of their company. Although he has the right to talk about financing, he doesnât have enough power. You might as well please him. After all, the big boss of their company grew up with the same pants as me.â
âThen I have no chance of winning here?â Feng Ling muttered.
Li Nanheng raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully. âDo you think I will fight with you for it?â
âNo.â Feng Ling subconsciously refuted. âEven if you donât snatch it, someone else will. In this situation, my chances of winning are not high.â
âIt depends on whether you know what to do.â Li Nanhengâs burning palm pressed against her waist. His gaze was darker than the night behind her. âRather than looking down on CEO E, who has evil intentions, why donât you treat me better? Maybe I can help you.â
Feng Ling frowned. âLi Nanheng, have you forgotten what you promised me? Help me?â
âRather than making you panic after winning, why not let you win a small round first? At least your heart is mine.â Li Nanheng raised his brows and chuckled. âEarlier, you stood by the pool for a long time. How do you want to win in front of me?â
â...â
âYou really donât have to go through so much trouble. You just have to smile at me and give me a kiss. Not to mention one billion yuan, even two billion and three billion yuan will be transferred to your Feng Corporationâs funding channel.â The man played with her long hair as he spoke: âAnd all I want is you.â
Feng Ling turned her face away. The man raised his hand and turned her face around. âDonât turn your head away. Let me tell you something serious.â
Could it be that he knew he didnât pass by earlier?
âWhat?â
âWhat are you going to do about Feng Mingyi? That is a branch of the Feng Corporation. Do you want to take it back?â
âYes.â
âCEO E and Feng Mingyi have worked together for many years. This time, the two of them must have known each other.â
âI guessed it.â
âHow do you want to take back TMing?â
âThe legal representative behind TMing is still on the Feng Corporationâs side. If I want to take it in, he wonât be able to hold his ground. It depends on whether I want to target him or not.â Feng Ling glanced at the people passing by.
Li Nanheng pinched her face and said in a low voice as he released her, âDo you dislike being intimate with me in front of outsiders? Iâll give you some face. Go in first. Itâs windy outside.â
...
In the banquet hall, Mr. Mike had just dealt with a wave of business friends who had come to greet him. He chatted politely with CEO E for a while and had already gone to the VIP lounge to rest. CEO E still stayed behind to entertain the guests.
When Mr. Mike was not around, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became much livelier. After all,, Mr. Mike used to be the mentor of many business celebrities. Earlier, everyone was more or less restrained, but now they were more relaxed. They danced, drank, and talked about things. The socialites who had just taken the opportunity to surround Li Nanheng stood aside and discussed the situation in low voices. They found it unbelievable that Li Nanheng was engaged.
However, there was nothing wrong with thinking about it. The Li family had always been cautious and never revealed their family affairs to outsiders. Li Nanheng had only just taken over the family business. With his current age, it was not strange for him to be engaged. Perhaps he had already made a reservation before taking over the Li Corporation.
But why did they vaguely remember that a few years ago, they seemed to have heard about the marriage between the Li Corporation and the Feng Corporation? At that time, the media seemed to have reported it for a few days, but then the news disappeared again?
Was the second daughter of the Feng family still missing? She didnât return to the Feng family, did she?
Was there something wrong with the news back then? Or was there something going on between the two families?
Li Nanheng was once again âinterceptedâ to discuss some matters. Feng Ling did not follow him. Although Li Nanheng gave her a look to tell her to follow him, she picked up a glass of red wine and raised it to him from afar. She had no intention of being tied to him.
Li Nanhengâs face darkened. He was about to come over, but at this moment, Feng Ling felt as if a small figure had flashed past her legs. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly saw a small boy crawling out from under the table, struggling to get up from the ground. He walked unsteadily to the table and reached out to grab the cake.
However, there were still a lot of wine glasses and red wine on the table. The child reached out to grab the cloth on the table. If he continued to do so, the cake and wine glass on the table would hit the childâs body.
Feng Ling quickly put down the glass and went up to pick up the boy.
Li Nanheng was about to approach when he saw a child suddenly appear in her arms. The sight of Feng Ling carrying a child in her arms was strangely not strange at all. The woman, who was always cold to him, was holding the child with a gentle gaze.
âWhat do you want to eat? Auntie will help you take it. Donât take it yourself. Itâs easy to hurt yourself,â Feng Ling said and tapped the tip of the boyâs nose. At the same time, she looked around. She didnât know who brought this boy here. Why didnât she see his parents?
As she turned around, she suddenly saw a familiar figure flash by. However, that figure was in a hurry.
Feng Ling paused.
Wen Leqing?
She then looked at the boy in her arms who had his round eyes wide open. This boy looked to be only slightly more than two years old. His neatly trimmed, cute mushroom head was softly pressed against his forehead. At the same time, he was trying his best to stretch his neck to look at the cakes on the table next to him. He mumbled, âCake cake... donât ask for cake...â
This child...
Feng Ling stared at his face in surprise. His eyes were very similar to Wen Leqingâs, big and full of spirit, and the feeling between his brows was very similar to Doctor Wenâs.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Li Nanheng approached and glanced at the child in her arms. He was not surprised but said, âI didnât expect you to like children.â
Feng Ling: â...I saw that he almost tugged off the tablecloth, so I picked him up.â
Li Nanheng did not say much. He glanced at the little thing in her arms, picked up a small, triangular cake from the long table, and handed it over. Looking at the little boy whose eyes were shining because the cake was delivered to his mouth, he raised his eyebrows and asked mildly, âDo you want to eat it?â