I had a flash marriage with a rich man

Ling Zhihao took a screenshot of the trending news and saved it.

When I go to Yang's house later, I will show it to Yang Mingfeng and ask her to make up for him.

It was a huge loss for him to help her like that last night.

"Ring ring ring..."

My friend refused to give up and called me again.

Ling Zhihao was silent before answering his friend's call again.

"Zhihao, have you read the hot search? Tell the truth, have you been having an affair with Yang Mingfeng a long time ago? You really kept it a secret. I am so good with you, we are close buddies, and you don't even tell me."

Ling Zhihao said calmly: "Do you think it's possible? How could I have had an affair with her long ago?"

"I haven't seen her since graduation. She was sent to Guangcheng by her boss and rented next door to me, so we met again."

My friend said, "So this is a scandal report?"

"Ah."

"But it seems like you two are real lovers. Yang Mingfeng is still holding your arm. How can you act so naturally? She can be natural, but you can't. She has been secretly in love with you for many years, and she got what she wanted."

"If you give me money, you can act naturally."

Friends: "..."

"I'm curious how much compensation Yang Mingfeng paid you to get you to act."

"Anyway, it's a lot. Only when I'm satisfied will I cooperate with her in acting."

Friends: "..."

He still didn't quite believe that Ling Zhihao would give up for money.

In the past, Ling Zhihao really hated Yang Mingfeng.

Even if everyone is much more mature now, it is impossible to like someone if you hate them in a short period of time.

The Ling Zhihao in his eyes cooperated so naturally that no one believed them even if they said they were not lovers.

At the cocktail party, Ling Zhihao was also very protective and considerate of Yang Mingfeng.

Everyone said that Ling Zhihao would also be a doting wife in the future.

"It's nothing, that's all."

Ling Zhihao was anxious to go to Yang's house and didn't want to get involved with his friends anymore.

"Oh fine."

The friend hung up the phone.

His wife asked him: "What did Mr. Ling say? Is it a scandal?"

"He said that Yang Mingfeng paid him to act in a drama. He said that it was a fake relationship and not a real lover. Wife, do you believe it?"

His wife smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, I won't believe it to death. Is Mr. Ling short of money? He doesn't have much, but he has a lot of money. He said that he paid Miss Yang to act in a play. I still believe it, saying that Miss Yang spent money I don’t believe it if you ask him to act.”

"Maybe, after so many years, when we meet again, Master Ling will fall in love with Miss Yang."

"It's also possible. I don't believe it either. Who is Ling Zhihao? Can Yang Mingfeng hire him if he has the ability? He hated Yang Mingfeng so much before. Not to mention that he was not short of money. Even if he was short of money, he would not do it for money. Bow to Yang Mingfeng."

"They must have loved each other, but they just hid it from us. Ling Zhihao is too uninteresting. I told him that I was dating you and didn't hide it from him. It's better for him to hide it from me."

"I'm just waiting for him to get slapped in the face."

Ling Zhihao didn't care whether his friends believed it or not. It was the same if he believed it or not. He didn't bother to explain too much.

He hurried to Yang's house.

It was Yang's father who came to open the door for him.

"Uncle Yang, morning."

Ling Zhihao greeted politely.

"Morning, Zhihao, have you had breakfast? We are eating, let's eat together."

Yang's father took Ling Zhihao into the house and said as he walked.

Ling Zhihao smiled and said, "I haven't eaten yet, so come here to see Mingfeng. Is Mingfeng awake?"

"Not yet. She is very drunk. She probably won't wake up until noon or afternoon. If she wakes up now, she will definitely have a headache."

Neither Yang's father nor Yang's mother disturbed their daughter's rest.

Ling Zhihao said apologetically: "It was my fault for not keeping an eye on Mingfeng and letting her drink so much."

"It's none of your business. She went to a cocktail party. How could she not drink? We also know that this is a business and social event, and we can't avoid it."

"It would be great if you could go with her."

Ling Zhihao is also very busy, even busier than his daughter.

Being willing to accompany your daughter to the reception is already very good.

Come to think of it, Ling Zhihao also advised his daughter not to drink so much. Maybe it was his daughter who didn't listen and couldn't help herself.

Alas, young people today are under a lot of pressure.

Many young people don’t want to get married because of the pressure in their lives.

Yang's father looked at Ling Zhihao and felt happy in his heart. Fortunately, his daughter had become an older leftover, and she could still find such an excellent boyfriend as Ling Zhihao. It was really the blessing of the Yang family's ancestors.

After entering the house, Yang's mother invited Ling Zhihao to have dinner together.

Ling Zhihao did not refuse and sat down to finish breakfast with the two elders.

"Uncle, aunt, I want to go upstairs and see Mingfeng."

"Go ahead. If she wakes up, ask her if she can go downstairs to eat. If she doesn't want to go downstairs, we will bring it up to her. Also, don't go back to the company today. Have a good rest at home."

Father Yang felt very sorry for his daughter. He went out early and came back late every day. He was as busy as a donkey and very tired.

Ling Zhihao was busy, but he was still busy with their Ling family's business.

Mingfeng's family is very busy. No matter how much money he makes, he is still helping his boss make money.

Even if Mingfeng is the general manager of the company, he is just a professional manager, and he is also a beater, a senior beater of workers.

"it is good."

Under the watchful eyes of Father Yang and Mother Yang, Ling Zhihao went upstairs.

Arriving at the door of Yang Mingfeng's boudoir with ease, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, shouting: "Yang Mingfeng, are you awake?"

There was no sound in the room.

Ling Zhihao knocked on the door a few more times, but there was still no response.

He called Yang Mingfeng.

It took a while before Yang Mingfeng answered the call. Her voice was a little hoarse, and she probably didn't see clearly who was calling. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is it?"

Call her so early.

Could it be that something happened in the company?

"it's me."

Ling Zhihao's deep voice came from the phone.

Yang Mingfeng groaned before closing his eyes and asked: "Why are you calling me so early? To disturb people's dreams. Ling Zhihao, are you suffering from insomnia? If you can't sleep, don't sleep. Don't disturb others' sleep."

"I have a headache. Don't bother me until the sky falls."

Saying that, he was about to hang up the phone.

Ling Zhihao said: "I'm at the door of your room."

"Are you coming in? I probably didn't lock the door. I don't remember if I locked the door."

Ling Zhihao said patiently: "You didn't lock the door. I carried you upstairs last night. You slept like a pig."

"Now that I know your headache is unbearable, I have warned you not to drink so much. How dare they force you to drink with me here?"

Even if she didn't drink a glass of wine, no one would dare to say anything about her.

As a result, she got extremely drunk.

Now let's just say she has a headache, and she deserves it if it hurts to death.

Ling Zhihao talked about Yang Mingfeng, but he still felt a little sorry for her.

"I'm going in."

Yang Mingfeng said, "Come in, I'm wearing clothes."

She touched herself to make sure her clothes were intact.

Ling Zhihao said angrily: "Is it possible that you can still wake up in the middle of the night and strip yourself naked?"