President Daddy Excessive Love

Who can arouse his enthusiasm?

Ling Mofeng was just being polite and didn't want to see such an elegant lady fall, so he reached out to gently support her back to stabilize her body.

In the eyes of the onlookers, his actions were just the begi

ing of romantic love. However, in the eyes of Yang He, it was the begi

ing of romantic love. She widened her eyes in disbelief as ripples of love appeared in her eyes.

This was just a matter that happened in seconds. In the eyes of others, it was just a small episode that was not even worth mentioning. However, Yang He was both shocked and embarrassed. She felt overwhelmed by it.

Thank you, Mr. Vice President, for neglecting my duty! It took Yang He a while to recover from her surprise. She immediately bent down and apologized.

"It's fine, be careful next time!" Ling Mofeng said a few words lightly and sat down at his seat.

Although the man still had a smile on his face, deep down, he felt uneasy.

Just now, he had reached out his hand to help the other woman. He didn't know if that little woman had seen him, nor did he know if she would be angered because of this.

Ling Mofeng's worry was not excessive at all. It was because a certain girl was staring at his back with a puffed up face.

Lan Yanxi really didn't want to think viciously that Yang He's fall was intentional, but she felt that Yang He did it on purpose. When she saw Ling Mofeng beside her, she stopped moving. That was why she helped him just now.

Luckily, Ling Mofeng was still considered to be there. He didn't hug her waist directly, but held her back. However, in Lan Yanxi's eyes, there was no difference between these two natures.

Before the party had even started, Lan Yanxi was about to be full of anger. Although she knew that sulking was bad for her body, she couldn't control her emotions. She felt that Yang He was really going too far.

Her beautiful eyes snuck a peek at Ling Mofeng, who was sitting on his seat. He was like a king with his hands on the chair, and someone was whispering something in his ear beside him. He listened attentively and occasionally nodded as a response.

Everything about him, in her eyes, was perfect. She let him smile, and he did not lose his ma

ers. Although she knew that he had trained in this kind of professional smile, Yang He felt that his smile had the effect of healing the darkness in her heart.

If she were to wake up early in the morning and see such a warm smile, she would be willing to lose thirty years of her lifespan.

The party continued on in an orderly ma

er. Ling Mofeng was not a person who liked to put on airs. As a Vice President, he was one step ahead of everyone else.

Lan Yanxi was bored and bored as she sat in her seat. She forcefully twisted the top of a bottle of mineral water. This amazing strength gave her quite a bit of surprise. Usually, she had to use force several times just to twist the cap. Unscrew it in one second?

Lan Yanxi raised her head and gulped down half a bottle of water, finally alleviating the dull feeling in her chest.

The only thing she could do was to warn that man a few times. The next time there was a beauty pretending to be weak in front of him, he had better carry it clearly so that he does not show any mercy to anyone. His embrace could only belong to her, and he would love her again if he dared to do it.

"Humph!" Lan Yanxi snorted subconsciously, as if she had a deep grudge against someone.

The two female colleagues beside her were shocked by her sudden action and immediately looked at her strangely.

"Yanxi, what happened to you just now?" Someone immediately turned their head to look at her and asked softly.

Only then did Lan Yanxi realize that she had been too agitated. She smiled gently. "It's fine. My throat just doesn't feel right!"

Yang He's reception was almost over. She and several of her ceremonial ladies found seats and decided to sit down to watch the party.

old president also entered in high spirits, greeting people along the way with a face full of smiles and friendliness.

Lan Yanxisheng sat in her seat as if she had nothing to do. There were people on both sides of her who had nothing to talk about. She could only continue staring at Ling Mofeng's back.

From her point of view, she could see that the man's short, clean-cut hair and the exposed half of his white collar were both sexy and full of male charm.

Lan Yanxi immediately found the time to think up a big scene where she slept soundly with him in the middle of the night.

However, just as she thought halfway through this, her face reddened and she quickly put away those evil thoughts. She wanted to enjoy this show.

Yang He's seat was arranged not too far away from Lan Yanxi. In fact, she had long since seen Lan Yanxi sitting there, and she felt a wave of unfairness in her heart. Lan Yanxi was currently wearing a work uniform, and her temperament was elegant.

She lowered her head to look at her dress. Although it looked very beautiful on her body and also showed off her delicate figure, her status was completely different. She was here to serve while Lan Yanxi wasn't.

Yang He was not in the mood to watch the performance. All she thought about was the unexpected encounter with Ling Mofeng.

Her dress was very thin, and the warmth from a man's palm could actually pass through the material and into her skin.

Even if it only lasted two seconds, it was enough for Yang He to think about it for the rest of her life.

The corner of Yang He's mouth raised into a complacent smile. Lan Yanxi must have also seen it, right? Everyone present must have seen it.

However, her happiness had only lasted for a short period of time.

She saw Wan Qianqian sitting elegantly behind Ling Mofeng.

Yang He's eyes flashed with viciousness. She really hoped that Wan Qianqian would disappear quickly and never stand between her and Ling Mofeng.

Unfortunately, Yang He's wish couldn't be fulfilled. Wan Qianqian not only had the chance to get close to Ling Mofeng, but everything about her was much better than Yang He's.

If Ling Mofeng had a good eye, he would definitely choose the elegant and generous Wan Qianqian between the two of them. Only a noble woman like her could afford to be the next President's wife.

The more Yang He felt, the more heartbroken she felt. Her eyes were red from anger.

Wan Qianqian's eyes were not on the literary group, but on Ling Mofeng, who was sitting in the row in front of her.

She happened to be on his left, and from her angle, she could see the man's perfect profile. When he was watching the performance, he didn't smile at all, instead, he was solemn and solemn, making his facial features even more handsome and his temperament even more cold and distant.

Wan Qianqian couldn't help but sigh. What kind of woman could arouse the fire and passion hidden in this man's body?

Was it a girl like Lan Yanxi? Wan Qianqian frowned.

In her opinion, besides being young and beautiful, Lan Yanxi had no hidden meaning. She came from a big family, so she must have been a willful and willful girl since she was young. What else could she have other than a self-righteous bad temper?

I heard that Ling Mofeng married Lan Family because Lan Family was willing to help him. This kind of marriage where benefits are forced together doesn't have a soul, and there's no happiness to be had together.

Wan Qianqian also firmly believed that Ling Mofeng wouldn't like Lan Yanxi. Maybe Lan Yanxi liked him, but unfortunately, she would turn into a joke if she had intentions and was merciless.

Lan Yanxi didn't know that in the eyes of others, she would actually be seen as a useless, ignorant, stinking girl.

Right now, she felt like she was peeing her pants!

She shouldn't have drank half a bottle of water with her mouth shut. It was only her first performance, but she couldn't sit still any longer.

Lan Yanxi's pretty face was beyond bitter. In the end, she could only quickly walk out from the side with a blushing face.

She held her breath and quickly rushed into the ladies' restroom.

When she opened the door of the cubicle with ease and walked out, she suddenly saw that someone was fixing her makeup. Moreover, it was someone that she knew.

It was Yang He!

Lan Yanxi's expression was stiff as she bent over to open the water cage beside her. After washing her hands, she pulled out a piece of paper and wiped it, intending to leave.