President Daddy's Excessive Love

Yang He was so anxious that her eyes turned red. She shouted, "Mr. Vice President, I know that you are listening, I just want to tell you that I have always liked you and admire your talent and abilities. My name is Yang He, and I know that saying all these might be a problem for you, but I can’t help but want you to know that I really ?? "I really like you."

The two aides were surprised. Just then, Ling Mofeng walked out with a cup of book in his hand. He looked at the nervous Yang He and said with a smile, "I am very grateful that you like me. However, I have yet to consider the relationship."

Yang He looked at Ling Mofeng walking towards her like a cold moon hanging in the sky. It was dazzling, yet it had a cold aura about it, making people not dare to approach it.

She had always felt that Ling Mofeng’s temperament was warm and would give people strength, but why did she see a hint of coldness from this man’s smile this time?

"I don’t have any other thoughts. I just want to let Sir know about my feelings for you. If there is a chance in the future, I just hope that Mr. Vice President can give me a glimmer of hope. I will definitely love you well." Yang He’s eyes seemed as though she was possessed by a demon as she stared unblinkingly at Ling Mofeng. That deep infatuation made the man lightly furrow his brows.

Chu Lie interrupted Yang He as if he saw his master’s troubled expression, "Yang He, Mister said that you don’t need to worry about your relationship. Please leave first and don’t disturb your teacher’s reading."

"Alright, then I’ll be leaving first, Mr. Vice President, sorry to bother you!" Yang He also felt ashamed. With a flushed face, she turned around and left with quick steps.

However, her heart was still beating wildly. She was proud of her courage, and it turned out that saying "like" to Mr. Vice President was not as difficult as she thought.

Moreover, Mr. Vice President was only slightly surprised, he did not ruthlessly reject her confession. As expected of the man she fancied, he was very warm and humble.

After Yang He left, Ling Mofeng frowned and said lightly, "She must be the friend that Yanxi mentioned. I didn’t expect her to come and confess directly to me."

"That’s right, it’s really unexpected. Could it be that Miss Lan and her aren’t friends? "If he’s a good friend, then it’s time to avoid suspicion, right?" Chu Lie was also confused.

Lan Yanxi had only told Ling Mofeng about the possibility that Yang He might like him, but she didn’t explain to Ling Mofeng about the split between her and Yang He. After all, she couldn’t let Ling Mofeng stand up for her due to the hatred between women.

Therefore, at this moment, Chu Lie and Ling Mofeng were surprised.

"Later, I’ll ask Yanxi!" Ling Mofeng still wanted to talk about this with Lan Yanxi.

Yang He hid in the bathroom excitedly. She didn’t dare to believe that she had confessed Ling Mofeng. She just hoped that Ling Mofeng would give her a chance to love him in the future.

The matter of Lan Yanxi’s promotion was a

ounced in the afternoon, and she herself was informed by the Perso

el Department that her promotion this time round had allowed her to enter the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, to be an assistant to an extremely famous female diplomat. Although she was only an assistant, it still made many people jealous of her.

However, her promotion was not a big deal when another piece of news about her was made public.

I heard that her father passed away when she was young, and Old Master Lan directly raised her by his side, taking care and nurturing her. The two uncles of Lan Family didn’t dare to speak to her loudly, and Old Master Lan had even spared no effort and threw money onto her, wanting to give her the best care and love. Now, she is even betrothed to Vice President Ling Mofeng, and if Ling Mofeng is elected president in the future, she would become the first lady of the family, what kind of honor is that!

Of course, there were both good and bad. Some people started to take advantage of her, saying that she had been unreachable since she was young, that she was a prodigal daughter, that every birthday was a big affair, that she would receive all kinds of gifts from others, and that many people would take out all kinds of dark photos of her from a young age, but it did not affect Lan Yanxi’s reputation, which was officially recognized by the Chinese.

At this moment, Lan Yanxi was sitting motionlessly in her bedroom, holding an iPad in her hands, drinking tea and watching movies. She was waiting for the end of this year to report to her new office.

She couldn’t care less about the weather outside. She cared even less about anyone who tried to blackmail her, but she could almost imagine who was supplying the media with those blacklisted photos. Other than her two uncles, there was no one else.

Lan Yanxi could actually pursue the matter, but she didn’t do so because she didn’t want to hurt her grandfather’s heart.

His grandfather’s greatest pain was that he had given birth to his third son, but his three sons didn’t know how to help each other out modestly. On the contrary, because of the internal strife within their family, Lan Yanxi even suspected that his father’s accident all those years ago was related to his two uncles.

She understood her grandfather’s intentions the most, so she didn’t want to commit an act without knowing. Even if she caught hold of her two uncles’ weakness, she couldn’t let her grandfather know.

There was actually a reason why Old Master Lan doted on her granddaughter. She was the most sensible one and seemed carefree, but her clear eyes could see through everything and see through everything very clearly.

Ling Mofeng put his big hand on the table and touched his forehead. He spent more than half an hour browsing the internet for all kinds of information about Lan Yanxi. He didn’t expect that within a day, there would be thousands of stories related to her.

She had a low profile, and a large majority of people knew that Lan Family had a beloved granddaughter, but no one knew what she looked like or what her character was like. Thus, Lan Yanxi still had her own private space, and like many other girls, she could go shopping and enjoy her own life.

However, now that everything had been exposed to the light of day, it would be impossible for her to live a low-key life again.

Some people liked to become famous, while some people were afraid to be burdened by fame. Those who enjoyed fame would feel that this was glory, while those who were burdened would feel pain.

In the evening, Lan Yanxi was still unable to calm down. She paced back and forth in her room with a bit of frustration. Just now, she had received a lot of calls from her friends in the evening to confirm one thing with her: was she going to marry Ling Mofeng?

Lan Yanxi’s unanimous answer was that she didn’t want to marry.

However, she still heard the sour tone in the voices of her female friends and the envious blessings on their mouths, but she was afraid that they were jealous of her in their hearts.

Lan Yanxi was extremely depressed. She really hoped that Ling Mofeng would come back to accompany her.

Time passed quickly. It was already late at night, but Lan Yanxi was still awake. She laid on the bed with her body covered by a blanket and was still using her cell phone to brush herself.

The internet was abuzz with curses at her. She was speechless. Was she really that bad? Some even said that she clearly wanted to borrow the Lan Family elder’s aura to enjoy herself, and that Lan Yanxi had been rendered speechless by the scolding.

When he thought about it carefully, he felt that he did have the suspicion that he was cheating and still acting good. Forget it, he wasn’t going to experience it with an ordinary person.

If Ling Mofeng was willing to share all of this with her, then who would be bothered by it?

Acidic flamer.

Maybe because Lan Yanxi was too serious with her messages, she didn’t even hear the sound of a car downstairs.

Only when Ling Mofeng went upstairs quickly did he see the bump on the bed. There were only two small night lights on and not enough light. However, when he arrived at the bedside, he saw the girl on the bed writing non-stop, as if replying to a sticker.