Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Seeing her blushing, Mr. Feng's shy look made his heart itch, and he couldn't help but grabbed her hand and held it in his palm: "When will you move in? You should move out of Gong Beize's house earlier. Otherwise, he would say that I took advantage of him..."

Actually, Master Gong doesn't care about this, someone is just an excuse.

"..." Yang Qianyu turned her head away, not wanting to talk to him.

She had been thinking about it since she fell asleep last night.

Although the relationship between the two is harmonious, she does not have the idea of ​​living together for the time being.

Maybe it's because she's used to being free and independent in the past few years, and she doesn't want to be restrained by others, or maybe the barrier between them has not been eliminated, and she is afraid that there will be changes in the future—in short, she didn't want to change the living conditions of the two of them so quickly.

"That... I've thought about it. When I have more money, I plan to directly buy the villa of Young Master Gong."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing his gloomy face, Yang Qianyu quickly comforted him: "Don't get angry first, listen to my thoughts."

"You said."

"I know what you think about me, but for now, it's not the time for us to reunite in a high-profile way. I have a residence of my own, and I feel more at ease and stable."

"I think you drank too much poisonous chicken soup."

Poison Chicken Soup often says that a woman must have her own house to maintain her personality and financial independence.

Even if the husband and wife quarrel, they still have their own world to stay in.

His face was serious and his tone was displeased, "Even if we quarreled, how many floors are up and down the Royal Garden, why can't you--no, it's me, can I walk? I promise I won't hinder your eyes."

It turned out that he knew quite a lot.

Yang Qianyu smiled and sized him up, "I'm afraid that if you speak nicely now, when your temper comes up, you'll scold me to get out."

"how is this possible!"

She smiled softly: "Mo Yan, there is no need to argue about this issue. I may change my mind in the future, but now I really want to have my own space."

Feng Moyan still couldn't accept it.

He waited for this day for too long.

It's hard to warm her heart and bring her back to her side, but the two places have to be separated, how can this work!

"If you feel that living together now is not a good name, then we will go through the formalities of remarriage immediately—no, to be precise, we will go to register for marriage."

Because, in the legal sense, Yang Qianyu's identity no longer exists.

Her name is Ruan Qing now.

Although I don't know what method she used to obtain this new identity back then, this is indeed her current identity.

Therefore, he had to remarry this woman named "Ruan Qing".

But their relatives and friends all understand that this is a remarriage.

Fisher mentioned this matter yesterday, and Feng Moyan was always looking for an opportunity to speak up, but he didn't expect the opportunity to be right in front of him.

"Qianqian, since you already understand my feelings for you, then settle down. We have been delayed for four or five years, so don't waste any more."

Feng Moyan tightly held the woman's hand, his handsome face was full of sincerity.

Yang Qianyu stared at his deep and charming eyes, and for a moment, her heart was indeed moved.

But Yang Guohua's threat still rings in his ears.

The carriage fell silent, Feng Moyan waited eagerly for her all the time, and he could also see the embarrassment, hesitation and struggle in her heart.

In fact, this was already better than what he had imagined.

He thought that this woman would refuse without hesitation.

After a long time, Yang Qianyu pulled out her hand, and Liu Mei frowned almost imperceptibly, and said in a low voice, "Why do you have to get married... That piece of paper doesn't guarantee anything."

"Of course! That piece of paper allows me to stand by your side with a legitimate name."

She suddenly said, "You can't stand up now."

"..." Feng Moyan was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke.

She also realized that she had gone too far, and quickly explained: "I...I don't dislike you now, but I really never thought that I would get back together with you. Give me more time."

Feng Moyan knew that these were all excuses.

She must have many worries in her heart, so she didn't want to be tied up with him so early.

After thinking about it, he simply found a step for both of them: "Okay, I will give you more time, anyway, I have been waiting for so long. And you are right, I should mention it to you after I can stand up." This matter should be planned in advance, and there should be a marriage proposal ceremony or something. You can't get married twice, all in such a hurry, it's like a child's play."

What he said was true.

The marriage back then was organized by Mr. Feng alone.

At that time, Feng Moyan misunderstood her, but she didn't bother to explain, and simply showed that she was a vain and hypocritical gold digger, and married him for money and status-the two never had a formal wedding, just After the two families had a meal, she moved into Feng Moyan's territory.

There was no marriage proposal, no banquet guests, not even an appearance together as husband and wife.

She is like a secret lover who can't see the light, and she has been Feng's young mistress for three years.

Now that the two have settled their suspicions, if they want to get married, they should naturally make up for the shortcomings of the year, let her be the most beautiful bride, and tell everyone that she is very happy!

Yang Qianyu imagined that scene and shook her head: "I don't have those obsessions, and you don't have to keep them in mind."

"That won't work, you have to have what others have."

She didn't want to continue this topic, and she didn't respond after listening to his insistence.

When they got home, the children greeted them happily, and the chubby Dundun also ran tremblingly, so cute.

The sun is warm in winter, everything is bright and beautiful.

A family of five finally really reunited.

Aunt Rong greeted her at the door, and said with a smile, "Welcome sir. Ma'am, the kitchen has already prepared lunch, which is very rich. Today is a good day, let's celebrate grandly."

Yang Qianyu looked at the ambiguity in Aunt Rong's eyes, blushed on her cheeks, nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt Rong."

Feng Moyan raised his eyes to look at her: "Is it because you refuse to marry me? I think you are a good hostess."

Before the words fell, the woman pinched her ears, "You are enough!"

The man did not run away, but raised his voice to stop the three brothers and sisters running towards the villa: "Xixi, come and save Dad! Mom is bullying Dad!"

The three children turned their heads when they heard the sound, Yang Qianyu was so startled that he immediately let go and stared at the man.

So crafty!

"Mom! You are not allowed to bully Dad, look how pitiful he is!"

"Hmph! Mom is so gentle, so she won't bully Dad. Dad must be making Mom angry again!"

"Mom, why did Dad make you angry? I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

The three little ones ran back cheering and playing, chattering around the two of them, and patted, wrung, yelled and screamed on someone in a decent manner.

"Dad, girls are for protection!"

"Yes! Kane said, boys should be gentlemen! Do you know what a gentleman is?"

Yang Qianyu was dumbfounded by the children's quarrel, and when she heard her younger brother mention Kane, she froze and hurriedly looked at someone.

Fortunately, his childishness is only in front of himself.

In the face of the children, at least not so strongly.

"Okay, okay! Go back to eat!"

"Father, I'll push you!"

"You can't push it, let me do it!"

"Together we will!"

Feng Moyan quietly pressed the electric button of the wheelchair, and with the strength of the children, walked towards the villa with joy.

Yang Qianyu followed behind.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She looked down at her phone with a smile on her face, it was a landline number.

"Hi, hello..." before she opened her mouth, she didn't know what she said, the smile between her brows froze immediately, her eyes looked at the men and children who were going away, her expression was complicated and depressed.