Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Fisher almost came by racing.

Yang Qianyu was packing the children's clothes. Although the three little ones didn't see Feng Shiwen's death, they knew something serious must have happened by looking at their mother's face, so they kept crying.

Especially Xixi, who kept asking her to hug her and refused to come down.

When Fei Xue arrived, Yang Qianyu had just coaxed Xixi, dragged out the suitcase and stuffed clothes in it.

Fei Xue came upstairs, found them in the room, and shouted in a low voice: "Qianyu..."

Yang Qianyu was slightly startled, turned around, surprised: "Fei Fei? You...why are you here?"

Fisher said "hmm" without saying much, looking at Aunt Rong and the children, and then back to her face.

Yang Qianyu understood, told the children to wait a while, turned and walked out of the room.

In the corridor on the second floor, Yang Qianyu didn't dare to look down.

The scene of Feng Shiwen spitting blood always flashed before his eyes, and when he thought about it, he couldn't help but shudder.

Fisher looked at her as if her soul had been hollowed out, and she was so distressed that she couldn't be more distressed. He stepped forward and hugged her, and comforted her heavily: "Don't think too much, she deserves to be blamed, she deserves to die, it has nothing to do with you !"

Being hugged by her best friend and hearing her standing by her side unconditionally, Yang Qianyu felt a little warmth in her heart.

"Feng Moyan called you?" Otherwise, how could she have come so coincidentally and knew what happened here.

"Yeah." Fisher pushed her away, looked at her worriedly and said, "That guy still has a conscience, if you are afraid that you will collapse emotionally, let me come over to accompany you quickly, and say that if you go to the hotel, let me drive a car." I will stay with you in the presidential suite, and all the expenses will be charged to his name, and he said that if you don’t want to go to the hotel, you can stay at my house, and he owes me a favor.”

Yang Qianyu pulled out an expression that was uglier than crying, and her tone was also suppressed and lifeless: "It's hard for him now..."

"That can't be helped, who told him to have such a vicious sister! But the parents still can't figure it out!"

Fisher said bitterly, then changed the subject and sighed with relief: "Fortunately, he firmly believes in you this time, and he has repeatedly explained, let me persuade you more, don't blame yourself for this matter body, he said that he was negligent and caused you to be hurt again."

Yang Qianyu lowered her willow eyebrows and remained silent.

She is now exhausted from the inside out, and she doesn't want to do or say anything.

But this place cannot continue to stay, otherwise those images will linger in her mind, driving her to go crazy.

"Let's go to the hotel. Aunt Rong will follow, plus three children, it's too noisy to go to your house."

"Okay, I'll help you pack your things."

With Fisher's help, several people quickly packed their luggage, only bringing the children's necessities.

That sister Zhou had been hiding in the room until Yang Qianyu came out with the children and was about to leave, when she creaked forward.

"Miss Ruan, I...I want to resign." Sister Zhou hesitated and said embarrassedly.

Yang Qianyu looked at her, understood her mood, nodded and said: "Okay, I will pay you this month's salary later. Thank you for your hard work these days."

"It's not hard, it's not hard..." Sister Zhou heard her promise, turned back to her room in a hurry, picked up her luggage and left in a hurry.

Fisher looked contemptuous, and muttered, "Who is this?"

"She must have been scared too. Besides, dead people are always unlucky." Yang Qianyu didn't want the children to hear her, so she lowered her voice.

Fisher nodded: "Forget it, I'm here! Let's go!"

It was already eleven o'clock at night when I went to the hotel to settle down.

The children were all sleepy, Yang Qianyu divided the work with Aunt Rong, helped them wash up, and put them to bed one by one.

Xiaoyu is precocious and sensible, with a sensitive mind. When he fell asleep, he looked at his mother weakly and pitifully and asked, "Mom, will Dad come to us again?"

Yang Qianyu sat down by the bed, looked at the eldest son, and comforted him gently: "Yes, Dad will not leave us behind."

"What about you? Will you take us away, go to Kane, and don't want Dad?"

She couldn't laugh or cry, if it wasn't for the depression in her heart, she would have wanted to scratch the tip of her son's nose and ask - what are you thinking about with your little head!Is your mother such an unprincipled person?

Seeing her mother staring at her, her beautiful eyes were lacklustre, and she was very tired looking at her, Xiaoyu said sensiblely; "Mom, if you don't want to answer, then you don't have to answer. It's getting late, you should take a rest too ,Good night."

Yang Qianyu regained her senses and nodded, thinking about her son's question, she felt that she should give him a clear answer so that the little guy would not be troubled all the time.

"Baby, I know... You and your siblings are reluctant to leave Dad. Mom assures you that as long as Dad doesn't drive us away, Mom will never take you away without permission. Our family will never be separated, okay? "

Xiaoyu nodded again and again, and a smile flashed across his bright black eyes, "Mom, you are the best mother in the world!"

Yang Qianyu smiled, helped his son tuck in the quilt, got up and left.

In the living room, Fisher sat in front of the laptop, busy with business.

Yang Qianyu walked over and said to her: "Fei Fei, you can go back, I'm fine."

It's the end of the year, and she's busy with all kinds of work. She feels sorry for asking her friends to stay with her all the time, which delays her work and life.

Fisher finished the last bit of work, closed the computer, stood up and stretched the lower cervical spine and arms, and said with a smile: "I can work in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel, or stay for free. I don't want to miss such a good thing."

Seeing Qian Yu looking at her, she seemed guilty, and she comforted her again: "Don't worry, I work in my own company, as long as I don't delay work, it doesn't matter if I go to the company or not."

"However, it's too noisy here, which affects your work efficiency."

"No, the three little ones are so obedient. I feel good when I see them, and I get twice the result with half the effort!"

Now that she said so, Yang Qianyu didn't force her anymore.

The two walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the night lights outside, and sighed for a while.

Fisher looked back at her, "How are you? Are you all right?"

Yang Qianyu smiled wryly and shook her head, "It's nothing... don't think about it, it's okay—"

Fei Xue turned around, folded her arms, and frowned puzzled, "That Feng Shiwen...is really terrible, but if she knew that even her death would not separate you and her brother, would she be so angry that she would die? "

Yang Qianyu was expressionless, her beautiful facial features reflected the neon lights of the opposite building, flickering on and off, "But she's not considered a loser, this incident has really bothered me for a long time..."

"Why do you care? Once you care, you'll be fooled by her!" Fisher has always been self-willed and carefree, and his words are even a bit mean. What a moth!"

Yang Qianyu didn't speak.

Although, in her heart, she really felt that Feng Shiwen's death was not a pity, but when she said this, it seemed too heartless.

And what Xu Hong said today also shocked her.

Fortunately, Xixi recovered from her illness and became a healthy child no different from ordinary children.

Otherwise, as a mother, would she also become like Xu Hong?In front of her seriously ill daughter, she gradually lost her principles, lost her three views, gradually became psychologically distorted, and behaved abnormally?

She didn't dare to think deeply, but she was only thankful that God opened her eyes and let her baby get rid of the torment of illness.

Thinking of these, she suddenly became enlightened.

"Actually... Feng Shiwen said something right."

Yang Qianyu spoke suddenly, which surprised Fei Xue, "What are you talking about?"

"She said I was luckier than her, much luckier."

Fisher's neck slumped, "Nonsense! But your luck is also earned by you, and you are not complaining and jealous like her."

"Fei Fei, don't be so excited. I just want to say, since my life is so lucky, why don't I feel more grateful? Why do I have to care about a poor guy?"

Yang Qianyu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, whether it was hatred or resentment, it was suddenly insignificant.

"Forget it, everyone is dead, everything disappears, and I will soon forget what happened today." She made psychological hints to herself, thinking more about the positive and sunny side, and thinking more about happy and joyful moments.

"That's right!" Fisher nodded and gave her a thumbs up appreciatively, "I thought you'd have to be depressed for a few days before slowly recovering, but I didn't expect you to figure it out so quickly. Life is so beautiful in the first place. , why always think about the dark side, we have to leave everything behind and move forward!"

Yang Qianyu: "..."

She's so bloody, so sensational.

"Okay, it's getting late, go to sleep!" Fisher yawned, turned and walked away, "I have a video conference tomorrow morning, so go to bed first!"

"OK, good night."

Yang Qianyu continued to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching her best friend leave, her expression gradually softened.

He took out his phone and checked the time, it was already early morning.

Since Feng Moyan left, he has neither called nor sent a word on WeChat.

He... must be very sad.

Not only resenting my sister, but also mourning her death, this kind of complicated and indistinguishable emotion, mixed with love and hate, is irreplaceable by others.

What's more, there is pressure and condemnation from his parents...

She wanted to make a phone call to ask, but she was afraid that if he was with Xu Hong and his wife, this call would undoubtedly intensify their conflict.

So, the thought flashed for a moment, and she dismissed it.

But when she turned around and was going back to her room, her phone rang.

Looking down, I feel a little comforted in my heart.

I don't know if it's a spiritual connection, but she happened to think of that person, and that person called.

"Hey……"

"Are you asleep?" Feng Moyan's voice was extremely low, with obvious hoarseness, revealing deep exhaustion.

When Yang Qianyu heard it, her heart ached, and her tone was soft and gentle: "Just about to sleep... How about you? Are you okay?"

"Um... it's fine."

Both sides were silent at the same time, until Yang Qianyu found another topic: "Are you tonight... at the funeral parlor, or at home?"

He hesitated there for a few seconds before replying in a low and hoarse tone: "I'm in the underground parking lot of the hotel, can you come down for a while? I want to hug you..."

The sentence "I want to hug you" made Yang Qianyu burst into tears instantly.

"Okay, I'll come down right now."