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"CEO Ling, do you think this cooperation plan of ours is feasible?"

In a quiet European café, across from Ling Yifeng, sat a middle-aged man, looking at him with an IPAD in his hand.

Ling Yiheng, who was facing him, remained calm and collected. However, a faint trace of sharpness could be seen in his eyes, making others feel nervous.

This was the first time he came to talk about cooperation with Ling Yiheng, and the instructions from the higher-ups were also very serious. He was afraid that he would screw it up.

After all, his collaboration with L. Force would be worth the profits of dozens of other cooperation cases.

After a moment of silence, Ling Yiheng took a sip of the coffee in front of him, and glanced at the sketch on the IPAD. "The idea behind this sketch was from five years ago. Such an old-fashioned design plan is unacceptable to L. Force."

His words were straightforward, not sparing the slightest bit of face. In fact, this was a waste of time for Ling Yiheng.

If it wasn't for the fact that Zhou Heng had other matters to attend to, he wouldn't be here today.

The middle-aged man's face immediately turned ashen. He opened his mouth and looked at him in disbelief, "Ah, this …" CEO Ling, why don't you take a good look? Or should I take it back and have our architect change it again? "

He had not expected that he would be rejected so easily. The coffee had only been served for a few minutes, yet the cooperation case had already turned yellow. This made him extremely unwilling.

"No need, with your level of architect, you won't be able to change the plan that L. Force needs. "Go back and tell your manager that it's time to hire a new architect." After saying that, Ling Yiheng stood up and prepared to leave. He took out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and put it on the table.

He wasn't used to letting anyone pay, even if the deal didn't work out.

"Hey, CEO Ling, don't go. Let's talk again." The man was obviously not willing to give up, but Ling Yiheng was already walking towards the door without looking back.

Just as he reached the door, he saw a familiar back figure by the window.

Left Sage? Ling Yiheng's eyes turned cold, and his steps also stopped.

That back was slender and exquisite, with long hair that draped over his shoulders. Adding to that, with his slightly lowered head, he looked extremely similar to Zuo Zixian, giving him a very familiar feeling.

But she was in Strasbourg, how could she be in Ming City?

Thinking of this, Ling Yiheng only took a few glances before leaving the coffee shop.

Just after he left, Zuo Zixian stood up and walked in the direction of the washroom, ready to fix his makeup.

Because she was unfamiliar with this place, she was afraid that she would delay her time while she was on her way, so she intentionally left the house in advance. She arrived 20 minutes early, so she could only wait for a little longer.

Ling Yiheng sat in his car, staring at the traffic lights at the intersection, slightly dazed.

These days, the image of that woman, Zuo Zixian, kept appearing in his mind, as if he was finding it difficult to let her go.

His face darkened as he glanced at the red light, which had already entered the countdown. He started the car and temporarily stopped thinking about this matter.

Ling Yiheng didn't go to the company, but instead went to the hospital where his mother was.

Since Dr. Dahl had said that he wished he could visit his mother more often, he decided that as long as there was nothing of particular importance, he must put her first.

When he arrived at the door of his mother's sickroom, he heard laughter and chatter coming from inside.

Ling Yiheng paused for a moment, then walked forward. Through the unlocked door, he saw MIka sitting in front of his mother's bed, smiling as she peeled apples for her.

He coughed lightly, pushed open the door and entered.

"Mom, you're awake." The lines on Ling Yiheng's face softened as soon as he saw his mother.

Ruan Qianye and Mika looked towards Ling Yiheng at the same time, and both of them smiled. However, Mika's laugh was somewhat forced.

"Yeah, I've been awake for a long time. It was Mika who came over to chat with me to relieve her boredom. She even fed me breakfast." Ruan Qianyi pulled Mika's hand and looked at his son, "Come over quickly. You two haven't seen each other for a long time. Since Mika is back this time, you two should get along."

With regards to Ruan Qianyi's joyful attitude, Mike's face was full of joy, while Ling Yiheng's was a bit embarrassed.

He strode over to his mother and asked her, "Mom, are you feeling well? Is there anything wrong with it? "

Ruan Qianyi waved his hand, "Sigh, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere. I'm perfectly fine now, if it wasn't for Dare telling me that I need to stay in the hospital for a few more days, I would really want to leave immediately. Wasn't this just a fall? What's there to be surprised about? In my opinion, all of you are being too careful. "

She did not know of her own illness, so she naturally thought she was fine. Ling Yiheng had also informed Dare that as long as they and Zhou Heng didn't tell them about it, there would be no one who would know about their mother's illness.

"Mom, just listen to Uncle Dare. He is a professional doctor, and everything he does is to allow you to recover." Ling Yiheng said with a faint smile.

"Yes, Auntie, no matter what, you have to listen to the doctor."

"Aiya, the two of you aren't married yet, and now you're singing at the same time. It seems that I should get up earlier and help you two prepare for the wedding. " Ruan Qianyi couldn't help but laugh out loud as he saw the two of them. The more he saw, the more satisfied he became. He wished that he could immediately marry Mika in the future.

As soon as he said that, Ling Yiheng's and Mika's face changed. They both seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Mom, what do you want for lunch? I told the personal chef to cook it for you. I heard that Ma Ke has returned from Italy and should be able to cook for you. " Ling Yiheng changed the topic, not willing to talk about himself and Mika at this time.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Mika's eyes. Her eyes also lowered, but she still forced a smile on her face.

Ruan Qianyi's eyes were extremely sharp and he could tell that something was wrong with a single glance. However, he only thought that it was the two of them, so he didn't pay attention to it.

Hearing that Ma Ke had returned, her eyes lit up. Ma Ke was a professional personal chef and his specialty was Italian food, which was also Ruan Qianyi's favorite food.

Previously, the Ling family had wanted to hire him as their personal chef several times, but the other party rejected him out of free will, so they had to wait until he had time before they could make an appointment to cook for the Ling family.

"Then ask Mark to make me some Italian dumplings and some broccoli soup. I don't have much appetite for anything else."

"Okay, I'll call him in a bit."

Ruan Qianyi hoped that Mika and her son could get married as soon as possible and certainly wouldn't miss the chance they finally got together.

"Oh, by the way, if you're not busy today, why don't you accompany Mika for a walk? She hasn't come back from Ming City for a while. Take her around and have a good time." Ruan Qianyi was talking to his son, but his eyes were always on Mika, giving her a wink.

Mika smiled gently at Nguyen, but there was a hint of bitterness in her smile.

How could she not know what her aunt meant? She knew that her aunt wanted her to spend more time with Ling Yiheng. She wanted to as well, but if he didn't want to see her at all, it would be useless no matter how much effort she put into it.

"Mom, I still have things to do, so I'm afraid I don't have time. However, if Mika wants to go to Ming City, I can send someone to accompany her." "No," he said, not a ripple in his voice.

Mika's beautiful eyes became even dimmer, and her lost expression was on the verge of spilling out of her mouth.

Ruan Qianyi's eyebrows immediately furrowed as he scolded his son in a slightly unhappy tone, "You have been busy with company matters all day, can't you relax a little? There are so many people down there who can do what they want. I'm just asking you to stay with Mika for half a day. If you don't want to, I'll call Zhou Heng right now and have him arrange things for you. "

This was already forcing him. If it was before, Ling Yiheng would definitely refuse, but now, his mother's illness couldn't be angered, so he had no choice but to agree.

As soon as Ruan Qianyi finished his lunch, he said that he had to rest and urged the two of them to leave.

Both Ling Yiheng and Mika, of course, knew what she was up to, but wanted to leave them alone. The two of them left the ward somewhat helplessly.

When he left the door, Ling Yiheng was walking in front while Mika was following behind, keeping a distance of half a meter from him.

When he got to his car, he asked, "Where are you going?"

It was still the same casual tone. It was so quiet that it seemed to be far away from her.

"I …" She was somewhat hesitant and crossed her palms. For a moment, she didn't know where to go.

Although Auntie said that she wanted the two of them to go out and play, she knew that Ling Yiheng wouldn't want to go out with her. If it weren't for his aunt's illness, she knew he would have left without looking back.

She did not want Ling Yiheng to hate her, but she also did not want to miss the opportunity to get along with him.

It took Mika a while to muster up the courage to look up and say, "Brother Yi Heng, can we go to my alma mater? I heard that a new bridge is being built over there. "

Her alma mater was the famous Ming City First High School. In fact, it was also the school that Ling Yiheng had attended for a year. However, because of his excellent grades, he jumped levels earlier and was transferred by his father to a high school overseas later on.

He was surprised by her suggestion. He frowned at her and said in a deep voice, "Mika, I only agreed to her proposal because my mother was happy. I'm not in the mood to play with you."

"I know." She answered without even thinking, "I know you did it for Auntie, but I also want to fight for it. You have been my fiancé for three years, so regardless of whether you are willing or not, you have already accepted this status, right? Then, could it be that this marriage contract is something that you can agree to and give up on? Have you thought about how I feel? "