Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

The two hugged each other, and Yang Qianyu's restless heart finally calmed down.

After staying together quietly for a while, she suddenly sat up and picked up her phone, "By the way, I'll make a call!"

Feng Moyan was taken aback by her, "Who are you calling? Call the police?"

The woman glanced at him, "Call the police? Don't you think it's embarrassing? You still want to go to the police station for these crap things?"

"That……"

"I'll call Yang Zijun!" After Yang Qianyu finished speaking, seeing his confused face, obviously not remembering who this person was, she explained, "My half-brother! The son born to my stepmother! "

But when Yang Qianyu looked for the address book, she suddenly remembered that she didn't save that brother's number.

So, he called Wangcheng.

Listening to her conversation, Feng Moyan was even more confused: "This kid...why is he with Wang Cheng?"

"Yeah! This is all your arrangement! Wang Cheng said, you met him before the accident, and saw that his nature is not bad, but he just made bad friends by mistake and became a gangster, so he wanted to give him a hand. To save another scumbag in the society—so, I asked him to join the Fengyun Group and work with Wangcheng."

In the past few months, she has been so busy that she has no skills, and she has never asked how the younger brother is doing.

After getting the phone from Wang Cheng, she called.

Unexpectedly, the other side actually knew who she was, and greeted her first with a smile: "Sister, you finally remember me! I thought you completely forgot that you have a younger brother!"

This is familiar...

Yang Qianyu was stunned for a second, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Well...I'm looking for you today because I have something to trouble you."

"Sister, you are being polite when you say that." Yang Zijun said one sister to another, very sweet, as if the two were really close siblings with deep affection.

"Hey, if you want me to help you, just say it!"

"Is such that……"

Yang Qianyu briefly told Yang Zijun what happened today, and before he could say what was in his heart, the other party had already understood her meaning: "Sister, do you want me to go over and persuade Dad?"

"Well, he is only your son, and he may be able to listen to you."

Yang Zijun smiled, with a hint of sarcasm, "He doesn't care about other people's feelings, don't say I'm his son, I'm his father, and talking doesn't work."

"..."

"However, since you are looking for me, then I must go there and send you the address."

Yang Qianyu glanced at Feng Moyan, meaning to ask for his approval.

The man didn't object, and gave him a look. She understood, answered there, and sent the address after hanging up the phone.

Feng Moyan curled his lips, and said flatly: "It seems that Yang Guohua has become so mixed up that he has betrayed his relatives."

"Yes, that's why he's scary, because there's nothing left to lose, and he's a mad dog now."

"Don't worry, the mad dog will not end well."

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The mighty and domineering Lincoln stopped firmly in front of the Feng family's old house, and the car door opened.

Yang Qianyu got out of the car first, looking at the familiar old-school buildings in front of her, memories that were already covered in dust came to mind again and again.

During the three years of being husband and wife with Feng Moyan, every time she came back here during holidays, she felt oppressed and conflicted.

Originally in Yuyuan, her relationship with Feng Moyan was awkward, like a pool of stagnant water, unable to make any waves.

When you come here, it is even more frozen and frozen, as if you have returned to the Ice Age.

Xu Hong never looked at her directly, whether she was talking or silent, whether she was walking or eating, she was like an invisible ghost.

Occasionally, when the topic falls on her, it is also ridiculed and extremely contemptuous.

Fortunately, every time he came back to eat, Feng Moyan was in a hurry and never stayed for long - almost as soon as the bowls and chopsticks were put down, he would get up and say that the company had something to do, drag her and leave.

After many years, when she thought about it again, she suddenly realized another deep meaning.

Was it that time...

Feng Moyan was in a wheelchair and needed a few bodyguards to get out of the car, so he moved slowly.

When the wheelchair settled down, he raised his eyes and saw Yang Qianyu standing by the car, staring at the old house in a daze, his delicate and pretty face seemed to be lingering with fear, and his handsome face became silent for a moment.

"Qianqian... Do you still remember those things in the past?"

Yang Qianyu blinked slightly, regained consciousness, and pretended to be calm: "Fortunately...it's been too long, I actually forgot about it."

She turned around, looked at the man's deep and handsome facial features, and asked doubts in her heart: "At that time, every time you came back, you would leave immediately after eating—did you also consider my feelings?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Moyan's expression changed instantly.

If you look closely, you can still see the shyness and embarrassment hidden in his eyes...

It seemed that he had done something shady and was exposed.

Seeing his reaction, Yang Qianyu nodded, knowing that her guess was right.

"At that time, why didn't you make it clear? If you were open and honest with me, maybe...we wouldn't have reached that step. "

She always thought that because of those misunderstandings, Feng Moyan had already regarded her as a scheming and cruel gold digger, and he had no love for her other than hatred.

Now it seems that he is only cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but in his heart, he is still silently guarding her.

Feng Moyan didn't expect her to say that, his eyes raised up in surprise, his thin lips parted, and he said in a low voice: "I... I thought you didn't love me anymore at that time, it was just because of Grandpa's request , because of grandma's medical expenses, you reluctantly married me..."

And men, especially young and energetic men, love to suffer the most because of face.

Therefore, even though he missed her so much in his heart, he dared not show the slightest bit in words and deeds.

Even, he hated himself.

I hate myself for being so thoroughly used by a woman, but I still can't let her go.

How stupid he is!

All this is a misunderstanding, stemming from his distrust of his beloved woman.

Therefore, he is really sinful, and the sins and tortures of the past few years are all kindness.

"Forget it, it's all in the past, right and wrong have been turned over." Yang Qianyu sighed, throwing away all the entangled memories, walked behind the wheelchair, and pushed him forward.

The Feng family's old house was very large, and they walked a long way to the main house.

Then, the sound of quarreling and shouting in the main hall was heard.

A servant came out, saw them startled, and immediately turned around and shouted: "The young master and the young mistress are back! It's the real young mistress, she's back!"

When Xu Hong heard what the servant said, she became very angry, "You are confused! Where is your young mistress! Who is your young mistress!"

The servant was so frightened that he fell silent and immediately backed away.

Yang Guohua originally sat directly on the steps of the main hall like a local ruffian.

Hearing what the servant said, he turned his head and saw that the eldest daughter really appeared, her eyes narrowed evilly, and she smiled.

He stood up, still with a smile on his face, and shouted: "Look, isn't this my eldest daughter and eldest son-in-law back!"

Before he finished speaking, his tone suddenly changed, "Huh? Why didn't you bring the children with you? Aren't they triplets? My daughter is just different, having three in one birth is amazing!"

Yang Qianyu was disgusted when she heard this.

Looking at the middle-aged man with a familiar face in front of her, she felt that she had never known him.

How can a person live in such a disgusting and dirty look!

When Xu Hong saw them, his expression was both joyful and angry.

She was delighted, of course, because her son was back and seemed to be recovering well, so she must be happy as a mother.

——No matter how many unkind words you say, you can't let go of them in your heart.

The indignation, of course, was because she saw Yang Qianyu, the originator of all the contradictions, misfortunes, pains, and regrets in her eyes.

——She still can't figure out why her son is obsessed with ghosts, and it must be her.

Otherwise, it would not be easy for an enviable wealthy family to become what it is today.