Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

In the past few months, Feng Moyan's love words have been coming in at his fingertips, affectionate, sweet, heart-wrenching, rascal, all kinds of tricks.

But it never reached her heart like today's words.

He was able to discover this, which meant that he had found the real problem between them.

——Not understanding enough.

Because we don't understand enough, so we don't trust, we will misunderstand and cause harm.

There was a sudden silence between the two, but the atmosphere quietly heated up a few degrees.

Fisher, the melon-eating crowd, looked left and right, and suddenly realized that the wattage of the light bulb was getting bigger and bigger, so he stood up suddenly: "Ah! I'm full and sleepy. I'll go home and catch up on sleep. I won't bother you." The world of two is over!"

She stood up suddenly, and her voice was so high that Yang Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at her.

"Then... I'll send you out—"

She got up while talking, but she didn't finish her sentence, and she got up halfway when her wrist was grabbed.

Two more voices came at the same time——

Fisher: "No need! I'm not an outsider!"

Feng Moyan: "It's not like she doesn't have long legs!"

Yang Qianyu froze there, smiled awkwardly, knowing that someone was dissatisfied with her best friend.

Fisher glanced at them, and smiled: "Let's go, goodbye~"

Miss Fei waved her hand so gracefully that she didn't take away a cloud.

Yang Qianyu withdrew her gaze, looked at the man in front of her who was still staring at her intently, feeling inexplicably embarrassed: "You...why keep staring at me?"

Only then did Mr. Feng blink his eyes, and sighed almost imperceptibly, "Qianqian..."

"Huh?" She replied.

For some reason, I feel that this person's mood today is a bit wrong.

It seems that he has been greatly wronged.

She suddenly thought of something, and asked in a low voice: "Is it... Are you quarreling with your parents again? Did they scold you?"

"No..." Feng Moyan shook his head, wanting to hold her in his arms and hug her quietly for a while.

But because he is sitting in a wheelchair and his body posture is fixed, this idea is difficult to realize.

He frowned, hating himself the way he was now.

"Feng Moyan, what's the matter with you? If you have anything to say, just say it, no matter whether it's good or bad, I can bear it." She wondered if this man had something to hide.

"Speak directly?" Feng Moyan seemed to have finally grasped the point of entry, looked at her and asked, "What about you? When can you speak directly to me? I was bullied before and kept it from me. When you are in trouble, you still keep it from me—I want to know about you, and I have to hide outside my house like a eavesdropper to listen to you talking to others."

Oh--

Yang Qianyu finally understood why he was so awkward.

Blame her for not being honest with each other, for sharing her thoughts with Fei Fei and refusing to tell him.

But how should I talk to him about these things?

What's more, they have been separated for so many years, and they just got back together. It hasn't reached the point where you and I can talk about everything, right?

After thinking about it, she had to find an excuse: "Actually... I didn't intend to hide it from you, but I was too busy to go to the hospital yesterday, so I couldn't speak clearly on the phone. Originally, I thought, when you come back from the hospital today, we have plenty of time to slowly Let’s chat, who knows that these things happened before we even entered the house.”

Listening to her patient explanation, Feng Moyan was half-doubtful, "You really intend to do that?"

"Of course!"

His complexion obviously improved.

"It's you." Yang Qianyu has learned a lot now. In the relationship between the sexes, she will no longer be the passive and inferior party. If she strikes first, even if she is wronged, she will overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum. If it is good, there is a tendency to turn things around.

For example, now, when she suddenly threw out these three words, Feng Moyan was taken aback.

--What's up with him?

"How did you promise me before? Give me freedom and space, but you asked Fisher to inquire about the news, what's going on?"

"I...I was worried about you."

"Need it? I'm not a three-year-old."

"..." Feng Moyan was stunned by her, his thin lips parted, he was stunned for two seconds and suddenly realized, "Don't shift the focus, I'm obviously asking you."

"That's your fault too."

Feng Moyan stared at her majestic appearance, and suddenly remembered that time in the old house at noon - she pretended to be crazy to scare Yang Guohua in a serious manner - and smiled inexplicably.

"What are you laughing at?" The woman was puzzled.

This man is really sick. Sometimes he is preoccupied, sometimes he asks his teacher about his crimes, and sometimes he laughs inexplicably.

Feng Moyan didn't answer, but just asked: "How did you think of using the trick of insanity to kill Yang Guohua without breaking the law?"

The woman raised her eyebrows, laughing at this?

She asked unhurriedly: "Do you think I'm just talking nonsense to scare him?"

"Is not it?"

She didn't speak, but her eyes were full of meaning.

Feng Moyan looked at her, the ease and joy on his face gradually froze, and his eyes became obviously panicked.

"Qianqian, you won't really..."

He didn't dare to ask, and his heart tensed up instantly.

"Feng Moyan, if I'm really crazy, or the kind that can't be cured, will you still be with me?"

The voice settled down, and the restaurant was quiet.

Feng Moyan stared at her closely, flustered for a moment, but soon calmed down, and then said without hesitation: "Yes! No matter what messed up illness you have, I want it!"

And it would be better if she got sick, then no one would dare to want her, and no one would snatch her from him.

Yang Qianyu originally wanted to scare him, but he suddenly felt bored when he said such a sentence.

So he stood up and said lightly, "Go upstairs and rest quickly, I have something to go back to the company."

Still want to go?

Feng Moyan was dissatisfied again, "Are you so busy with your job?"

"You are the boss yourself, don't you know how many things there are to manage a company?"

"..." Seeing that she really wanted to leave, but he didn't want to give up, so he quickly stopped, "You're not in a hurry, are you?"

"What are you going to do?" The woman turned around.

Like a child having a temper tantrum, he said sullenly, "Send me upstairs."

Yang Qianyu looked to the other side of the living room, "There is an indoor elevator, and the wheelchair is also smart."

"I want you to push."

She curled her lips, and wanted to say something, but she paused at the edge of her mouth, turned around and walked behind his wheelchair: "Feng Moyan, you are really a three-year-old."

"It will be hard work for you, it is equivalent to raising four children."

"..." The woman rolled her eyes behind him, speechless!

Back in the bedroom, Feng Moyan started another round of cheating.

"Today is the weekend, even if you can go back to work overtime, the employees still have to rest."

"..."

"Why don't you rest at home for half a day and go tomorrow."

"..."

"It's noon, aren't you sleepy? How cold is it outside, how warm is it under the quilt?"

She folded her hands on her chest, condescending, "Have you said enough?"

"No... you are here, sleep with me for a while, huh?"

"Is that your purpose?"

"Well, I miss you. I don't even have a chance to kiss and hug you after getting married. It's inhumane."

Yang Qianyu heard that he was rambling and brazen, and wanted to ball up the quilt and stuff it in his mouth.

This guy, now temperamental and moody, is simply a psychopath himself.

The next time Yang Guohua acts like a demon again, it is better to send him to deal with it——she couldn't help but think in her mind, there was a plot in "Xiao Shishilang", Mrs. Shen was obviously disabled in both legs, but was killed by Liancheng After Bi took the medicine, every night when the medicine took effect, he could fly out and start a killing spree, but he didn't remember anything after that...

If there is such a magical medicine, can she also control the puppet in front of her to kill all those people she hates!

"Qianqian... Qianqian?" Feng Moyan saw her standing beside the bed with a look of ecstasy on her face, and called out several times in succession.

She snapped back to her senses, realizing that there was such an absurd, bloody and brutal thought in her subconscious mind, and even she was taken aback.

Seeing her trembling, Feng Moyan asked with concern: "What's the matter? Is it cold? It's warm under the quilt."

He had an air of invitation.

Yang Qianyu looked uncomfortable, "No, you should go to sleep and take care of your body early."

"I see you are tired these days, no matter how much work you have to do, don't be in a hurry at this moment, let's go to sleep first." He sincerely invited again, and lifted the quilt with one hand.

Yang Qianyu stood beside the bed, just looking at him indifferently.

This person lay flat on the luxurious and spacious big bed. Even though his legs could not move, his figure was still good-looking, especially his face, which was so handsome that both people and gods were angry. His deep and dark eyes were full of longing for her.

She looked at it for a while, and for some reason, her heart was a little shaken.

Feng Moyan could see it naturally, and his tone was softer: "I beg you, sleep with me for a while, huh? With my appearance, I won't eat you."

"How dare you!" She spat out two words viciously, her cheeks flushed suddenly, and her heart beat out of rhythm.

what a crime...

She was obviously losing her resistance to this scoundrel.

"Qianqian, it's not that we haven't slept, besides, it's just a nap now, or——you actually don't have confidence in yourself? Afraid that you can't help but do something to me when you sleep next to me?"

He did not hide the smirk on his face, his eyes even looked at the woman's slim and charming figure with obvious aggression, and then teased evilly: "After all...you have been empty and lonely for several years. I heard that women are also have--"

"Feng Moyan!" She was a little shaken at first, but who knew that when he said this like a hooligan, her face turned red with anger, and two clusters of flames were ignited in her beautiful eyes.

However, after staring at him for a while, she didn't know what to scold him for.

For a person with a thicker skin than a city wall, scolding is a waste of time.

She turned around and slammed the door out without hesitation.

However, before reaching the stairs, I saw Xiaoyu standing in the corridor holding a completed intelligent robot.

The mother and son looked at each other.

"Xiaoyu." She immediately showed a gentle smile.

The little guy stepped forward and looked at the bedroom, "Mom, are you arguing with dad again?"

The sensible boss is always worried about his parents quarreling, and worried that his mother wants to take them away again.

Yang Qianyu felt distressed, touched the elder son's head, and said firmly: "Honey, Mom and Dad didn't quarrel, we've got together, we're a family, do you understand?"

"Then we'll live together too?"

"This... Not for the time being. It's too far away from where my mother works. However, I will come here often. You and your younger siblings can live here, or you can go back to the previous place, depending on what you like. "

Yang Qianyu has her own persistence in her heart, but she just doesn't want to talk to the children.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu is a precocious person. After thinking about it for a while, he nodded and said, "Mom, I understand. When Dad's leg recovers, I will go and pick you up personally."

Yang Qianyu was quite surprised when she heard this.

This sentence... Although it is not completely accurate, it does mean that.

"it is good!"

----

Yang Qianyu was extremely firm in her decision, she said she would not move to Yuyuan, no matter how much someone stalked her, she would not move.

Going to work on Monday, she is busy again.

After finally sitting down for a break at noon, the phone rang.

Thinking that someone had called to check on the post, she took her mobile phone after signing the documents in her hand in a leisurely manner.

But seeing the number surprised her.

If she remembers correctly, this should be that... Betty's call?

Why is she calling again?

"Hey, Betty, what can I do?" Confused and impatient, she answered the call and asked in fluent English.

Betty also said directly: "Ruan, I'm coming to Jiangcheng! I just got out of the airport and I'm going to the hotel. Do you have time to have dinner together tonight?"

Yang Qianyu had a circle of question marks around his head, and said bluntly: "We don't know each other well, right? You contact me so frequently, what exactly are you going to do?"

Betty sighed, and suddenly changed the arrogance of the wealthy daughter, and said pitifully: "I ran away from home and have nowhere to go, so I just know you better in Jiangcheng..."

"Run away from home?" Yang Qianyu was even more surprised.

"Ruan, since we both have a relationship with the same man, can you help me?"

"..." Yang Qianyu boasted that she is not a fool now, but she didn't understand what Betty meant, "You...what do you want me to do?"

"Let's come out for dinner tonight, we'll talk about it when we meet!"

"I night..."

She wanted to say something tonight, but Betty hung up the phone before she finished speaking.

Yang Qianyu is simply Zhang Er's monk.

After thinking for a long time, she wondered if she should ask Kane?

After all, this girl pestered her, if she couldn't deal with it properly, there would be another trouble around her.

The last thing she needs now is trouble!

Checking the time difference, Kane would not be disturbed, so she found a number she hadn't dialed for a long time.

But the phone was called, but there was no answer.

She frowned, guessing Kane was busy.

In the evening, Feng Moyan called: "Are you coming tonight? The children miss you, saying that you only care about work now and don't love them anymore."

Yang Qianyu was used to his nonsense for a long time, so she didn't bother to respond, so she replied: "I have something to do tonight, it may be too late when I'm done. I'll get off work early and go to Yuyuan Garden tomorrow."

Feng Moyan was displeased when he heard that, "You used to refuse to let the three children follow me, why are you acting like an irresponsible scumbag mother, throwing the children to me and ignoring them?"

Listening to the adjective "scumbag", Yang Qianyu laughed angrily, and leaned back on the seat with a relaxed body: "Before you were alive and kicking, I was afraid that you would take the child to hide! Now you can't move when you lie down, and you can't move even an inch. Can you take the three little ones away?"

"You—" Feng Moyan was too angry to speak, "Yang Qianyu! You are too bullying!"

"That's what you asked for, you deserve it!"

This is true.

Didn't he come to your door eagerly to give her a chance to bully?

If the two of them did not cross each other, how could she, the owner of a small jewelry company, be a match for the president of the Fengyun Empire?How could there be a chance to bully him?