Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

The temperature climbed as we moved from our desks to the lounge.

Chang Yao fell onto the soft bed in the lounge. The moment her body bounced up, she raised her arms and hooked them around Feng Yi's neck.

Feng Yi leaned over and kissed her lips, their tacit understanding...

Chang Yao bit his shoulder and he groaned.

The pain and pleasure stimulated their nerves and they couldn't stop.

It was getting dark. Feng Yi came out, fiddling with his shirt buttons, and sat back in his chair to deal with work.

He picked up the phone and called Wu Zhou: "Is there anything else urgent?"

Mr. Feng called first, so he should have finished his work. "It's nothing important, so everything can be put off until tomorrow."

"You can go home now." Feng Yi said.

"Okay, Mr. Feng." Wu Zhou hung up the phone, packed up and left the company.

Feng Yi finished the work at hand, turned on the computer and concentrated on composing the picture.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Chang Yao woke up. She walked out and saw Feng Yi was still busy.

She lazily sat on the chair opposite Feng Yi: "We'll go home after you finish your work."

Feng Yi turned the computer around and said, "This is the studio design I designed for you. Please see if there is anything you want to change."

Chang Yao saw that the office area and rest area were clearly marked. The space was designed according to the size of the house, and the only changes were small details.

"How come I didn't know you could do this?"

"I attended a few classes when I was in school." This was not difficult for him.

When Chang Yao was in college, she also attended Jiang Jingyu's major as an auditor. She hadn't touched it for a long time, so she thought about designing it herself.

"That's great. Can you print it out for me? I'll contact the designer to check on the progress."

Feng Yi saw her confirm this design and clicked save: "I'll take care of the follow-up matters, let's go home."

He turned off the computer and led Chang Yao out of the office. Chang Yao sat in the passenger seat. He started the car and the bodyguard's car immediately followed.

Chang Yao took out her phone and saw Zhao Yun sending her a message (Chang Yao, I'm getting married on Saturday. Can you come to my wedding? I know you're very busy. If you don't have time to attend, I'll send you the wedding candy.)

(I was busy just now and didn't see your message. Congratulations. I will attend your wedding.)

Zhao Lan was very happy to see her reply. She was very grateful to her. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have her current job and wouldn't have met her husband.

She is very satisfied with her current life. It is not as good as any other life, but better than any other. If they save a little more, buying a house and a car will not be a problem.

If Chang Yao didn't come to her wedding, she would feel that the whole process was missing and would be very regretful.

Chang Yao decided to come, and she happily told her husband, "Arrange one of the best seats for me, no, two."

I don’t know if President Feng will come with us, so let’s make arrangements first. If he does come, we won’t have to make arrangements for him suddenly, and it will also show that I value him.

Her husband looked at her happy expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My benefactor has agreed to attend our wedding, so you must arrange the best seat." Zhao Lan said with a smile.

"Okay, your benefactor is my benefactor."

Saturday came in a flash. Chang Yao changed into a light blue dress and came down. Feng Yi saw her going out like this: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to attend my friend's wedding and won't be back until tonight." Chang Yao walked to the door to change her shoes.

Feng Yi looked at her: "What friend?"

"You've seen her before. She's a friend I met in Nancheng named Zhao Lan."

Feng Yi thought the name sounded like a girl's: "I'll go with you."

Since it was her friend's wedding, she should attend.

Chang Yao said, "We've been in the spotlight a lot lately, so it's best to stay away. I'm worried that this place will become a recruitment site, so as not to ruin other people's weddings. I'll come back and bring you some wedding candy to share in the good cheer."

According to her words, Feng Yi looked unhappy: "I am not ashamed to be seen?"

"You are such a great person. I'm worried something might happen if I take you out. I'm leaving first. I have to go to the scene to see if there's anything I can do to help." Chang Yao set off in the bodyguard's car.

Because Zhao Lan's family wasn't here, she chose to get married in a hotel. Chang Yao found the bride's room and walked in: "Zhao Lan."

Zhao Lan turned around when she heard the voice, stood up and hugged her: "Chang Yao, you are really here."

"I promised you I wouldn't break my promise."

Zhao Lan smiled and said, "Thank you, Chang Yao. I think this wedding is perfect since you are willing to come."

The people she loves and the people she is grateful to are by her side, and everyone is witnessing her running towards happiness.

"How can I help you?" Chang Yao asked.

Zhao Lan shook her head: "It's the best thing that you can come. You can sit there and rest. When the wedding starts, we will enter together."

The makeup artist fixed her makeup and looked towards the door: "Where's the groom? He needs makeup too."

Zhao Lan looked around: "He was just here, where did he go now? I'll call him."

She dialed the number and there was some noise on the other end of the line: "Where are you?"

"I'm watching the process at the hotel, what's wrong?"

"You should put on some makeup so you'll look better on camera," Zhao Lan reminded him.

"I'll go back right away."

Zhao Lan put down her phone and smiled happily: "My husband will be back soon."

Chang Yao thought about how she hadn't eaten much the entire day at her wedding, and how she felt hungry and sleepy after it was over. "Zhao Lan, do you want to eat something?"

Zhao Yun stroked her belly and said, "This wedding dress is too tight. It will make my stomach uncomfortable when I eat."

"Drink some milk. I'll go out and buy some for you." Chang Yao said.

Chang Yao went to a nearby convenience store and bought some milk bread, at least to fill her stomach so that she could hold on until the wedding was over.

When you have a wedding, you inevitably have to take care of everyone except yourself. Weddings are the easiest time to get hungry and have stomachaches.

She walked towards the hotel with the bag and saw a familiar figure at the door. A man in a groom's suit ran out of the hotel and grabbed the woman's arm.

They seemed to be having a bad conversation and started arguing with frowns on their faces.

She waited until the man returned to the hotel before she walked out: "Wang Li."

Wang Li heard someone calling her and turned around: "Chang, Chang Yao, why are you here?"

"Today is Zhao Yun's wedding. What is your relationship with the groom?"

Wang Li laughed sarcastically: "Zhao Lan and I are quite predestined. I left the hotel and went to the club. Only the salary there satisfied me.

Only after I got in did I know what the job was. I got deeper and deeper into it. He was the most gentlemanly man I had ever met, and I put all my attention on him.

He told me he was getting married. Wang Li pulled a cigarette from her bag and lit it. "I came here to ask him why he couldn't marry me, since he wanted to. He said he could have fun with other people, but he wanted a clean wife."

Wang Li smiled until tears fell: "He thinks I'm dirty, Zhao Yun is cleaner than me. Zhao Yun definitely doesn't know that her husband is a regular customer of the private club."