President Daddy's Excessive Love

Seeing her serious expression, Ling Mofeng couldn’t help but laugh. "What do you take me for? A wolf? Afraid that I’ll eat you right now? "

"That’s not what I meant." Lan Yanxi immediately explained.

I’ve been waiting for you for so long, but it’s only been a few days, so I can still hold it in. Relax, this matter is not urgent, my work has probably changed a bit recently, and I have a lot of things to take care of. "Ling Mofeng stroked her hair and comforted her with a low voice.

"What’s the change in your job?" Lan Yanxi recently asked for a long vacation, so she was very worried about the office.

"I’m currently taking over Mr. President’s position. He’s not feeling well." Ling Mofeng was afraid that she would worry, so he told her the truth.

"Ah?" Is he seriously ill? " On the other hand, Lan Yanxi was taken aback.

"As far as I know, he was very ill and had a heart problem. The doctor advised him to have the operation, but he was unwilling. I don’t know if it was heaven’s will or not, but at this crucial moment, his body couldn’t eat. It was as if I had picked up a huge bargain." When Ling Mofeng talked about this, there was a hint of coldness in his expression.

However, Lan Yanxi kept her sympathy and gritted her teeth in anger, "He did so many evil deeds that even the Heavens wanted to take him in. That is the retribution he deserves, how can you say you took advantage of me? Wouldn’t that deny all your previous efforts? "

"I don’t care what others say, I’ve bet all the country’s affairs on me. Yanxi, the general election is in less than a month, it’s so heavy, I might have to put more effort into my work, I really want to spend more time with you." Ling Mofeng was very sorry. He had left her alone at home when they just got engaged. He really felt sorry for her.

"Don’t worry about me. Don’t come stay with me every day. I’m just free, so do whatever you want. If you have time, go home and accompany your family. I really don’t need you to stay with me. I’m not a child." Lan Yanxi’s heart was filled with sweetness, but she had to be magnanimous on the surface. She really did not wish that she would drag him down and divert his attention while he continued to work for her.

"Yanxi, since you’re so sensible, I feel even more sorry for you." The man leaned his head down and sucked her pink lips with his thin lips.

Only now did Lan Yanxi realize that the man’s muscular body was still pressing down on her while they were talking. Until now, when his thin lips struck her, she felt that it was difficult to breathe. It was as if she was pressed down by a mountain.

Was there really such a huge difference between a man and a woman?

Why was she unable to move when he was suppressing her?

Ling Mofeng tried his best to restrain his anger. He reluctantly kissed on her face, forehead, and those big watery eyes. He slowly propped up his hands and gave her back her freedom.

The thunderstorm outside the window gradually weakened. After Ling Mofeng got up, he straightened his clothes and said, "Chu Lie and the others are still drinking tea downstairs. I’m going down."

"Alright!" Lan Yanxi’s face was red with embarrassment as she recalled her brief moment of warmth with him.

Ling Mofeng went downstairs. In the side hall, Chu Lie, his trusted aides and bodyguards were chatting and drinking tea. Everyone stood up respectfully when they saw Ling Mofeng walk in.

"Sir, the rain has stopped. I was just about to go upstairs to say hello to you." Chu Lie said with a smile when he saw him.

Ling Mofeng nodded. "It’s been hard on you guys since you worked all day. Go home and hang out with your families. I won’t keep you guys for di

er."

Everyone started laughing. Even if Ling Mofeng wanted to stay, they didn’t dare to.

They all knew that Mr. Vice President was just getting engaged and that his fiancee was having a sweet and private marriage, so they didn’t dare to disturb him.

After Chu Lie and the others left, Ling Mofeng turned around and walked into the main hall. Lan Yanxi came downstairs and stood beside the stairs, looking at him with a silly smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Mofeng walked straight towards her and asked in interest.

Lan Yanxi shook her head. "It’s nothing. I just feel that your relationship with your subordinates is like that of a friend. No wonder they were so loyal to you."

"If we’re not friends, do we have to be slaves? If you want others to look down on you and respect you, you must first learn to respect others. The strongest relationship between people is through trust, and there is too much learning between people. Ling Mofeng wanted to explain to her, but he felt that his words were too complicated, so he stopped because he was afraid that she would be bored.

"Trust is important, both at work and in the relationship between husband and wife." Lan Yanxi nodded as she understood the meaning of his words.

"Mm, as long as you understand. Alright, it’s time for me to prepare di

er again. Let me see what ingredients are available today." Ling Mofeng tapped her forehead lightly with his finger. He felt as if he was about to spoil her. It was as if she was a child that needed his care and couldn’t relax for even a second.

With her hands behind her back, Lan Yanxi followed him to the refrigerator to check.

"You get someone to bring back fresh fruits and ingredients every day. The refrigerator is always full." Lan Yanxi said with a smile.

"I’m afraid you’re hungry." Ling Mofeng spoke the truth.

"What kind of joke is this? I’m already such a grown-up, who’s going to be hungry for me?" Lan Yanxi suddenly puffed out her chest, indicating that she had the ability to rely on herself.

"Yes, I won’t starve you. You’ll eat a lot of snacks." The man nodded in agreement.

Lan Yanxi was slightly taken aback. "You mean, I can’t have snacks?"

"You can’t be a staple food with your snacks. I’m just afraid that if you eat too much, it won’t be good for your body." After Ling Mofeng finished, he glanced at those big and small bags on the tea table in the living room.

Lan Yanxi forced a laugh and said, "Alright, thank you for thinking for me so much. I’ll try to eat as little as possible."

Ling Mofeng touched her head as if he was trying to reward her: "So obedient."

Lan Yanxi’s body shuddered. This man wouldn’t treat her like a child that hadn’t fully grown up, right?

At the gate of the international airport, a low-key black car was waiting quietly.

At the gate of the airport, a tall and elegant figure holding a simple handbag was walking towards the black car with heavy steps.

"Brother, over here!" A petite figure emerged from the black sedan and waved her small hand at the man.

Mu Weicheng looked at his sister ru

ing towards him. His serious face had a rare look of gentleness.

Mu Weicheng’s sister was called Mu Yun. She had also just come back from overseas. When she heard that her brother was coming back, she insisted on following the driver to pick him up.

"Little Yun, how is Uncle?" Mu Weicheng asked her with a frown.

"I just came back and haven’t seen him yet. My uncle is sick, but the general election is next month. Ai, I think my uncle will lose this time." Mu Yun sighed softly.

"If you can’t, you can’t. It’s not a pity." Mu Weicheng said lightly.

"Bro, your relationship with Big Uncle hasn’t eased up yet?" Mu Yun was stu

ed.

"Let’s go and see him." Mu Weicheng didn’t say anything more. The siblings got on the car and drove in the direction of the presidential palace.

Within the presidential palace, Mu Weicheng saw his Eldest Uncle, Mu Tianhan. He was on leave and was sitting on the balcony. The setting sun reflected the majestic presidential palace.

Mu Weicheng and Mu Yun were led to the balcony on the second floor by a servant.

"Uncle!" The two of them shouted.

Mu Tianhan turned to look at the brother and sister duo, revealing a gratified smile. "They’re both back. Take a seat."

Mu Weicheng and his sister sat on a sofa nearby as a servant brought them drinks.

"Uncle, are you alright? I can see that you’re a bit pale." Mu Yun asked in concern.

Mu Tianhan looked at Mu Yun with a gentle smile. "Little Yun, don’t worry. I’ll be able to hold on for a few more days."

"How many days?" Mu Yun’s expression was slightly dazed.

Mu Weicheng’s expression also turned serious: "Little Yun, you go downstairs, I have some business to discuss with uncle."

Mu Yun was stu

ed for a moment, then nodded her head. She turned and walked down the stairs, to Mu Yun, the old president had always been her father, she respected him, loved him, and cared about him, feeling that he was the support of her Mu Family.