Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

The mourners come forward to present flowers, and after bowing, they will show courtesy to the family members.

Feng Zhenting looked haggard and aged a lot, nodding or bowing sadly.

Feng Moyan was sitting in a wheelchair, unable to move around, he just nodded his head one by one, his eyes looked pale, he didn't know if he was sad for his sister's death, worried about his mother's terminal illness, or both.

Gong Beize and Wang Cheng were both there, helping to make arrangements for the guests and relatives and friends.

When Yang Qianyu saw him, her heart suddenly tightened. If it wasn't for the special occasion, she just wanted to go up to hug him and make him cry if he wanted to.

Finally it was their turn.

He stepped forward and offered the white chrysanthemum in his hand, and the two walked to the family area.

When Feng Zhenting saw them, his face was obviously shocked, and when he looked at Yang Qianyu, his expression was extremely severe and sharp.

Fei Xue was secretly worried, afraid that the old man would make things difficult for Qian Yu.

However, Feng Zhenting still has some sense of propriety.

On such an occasion, people can't let people see the joke, so he just nodded to Fei Xue and turned a blind eye to Yang Qianyu.

Yang Qianyu didn't care about his cold face, and even felt that his attitude was good enough, so she simply walked up to Feng Moyan, and said in a low voice, "Ah Mo..."

The sound of Ah Mo caused the man's figure to tremble, and his empty eyes instantly lifted up, and then became a little bit shiny.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to come?" Feng Moyan said in a deep, hoarse tone.

Yang Qianyu felt distressed and said in a low voice, "It should come."

The eyes of the two were entwined, as if there was no one else around.

Fisher looked at the guests coming up behind them, and gently touched the arm of his best friend, "Let's go first, we'll talk later when it's over."

Yang Qianyu nodded, and while shaking hands with Feng Moyan in relief, confessed: "I'll wait for you in the side hall."

When the two walked away, Gong Beize was a little surprised when he saw them, "You are really brave."

Yang Qianyu said, "I have a clear conscience."

"Well, but there are a lot of people here, I'll ask you to take you to the private lounge over there, and Mo Yan's place will take a while to finish."

"it is good."

They waited in the lounge for almost two hours, and finally someone opened the door and came in.

Wang Cheng hurriedly said: "Ma'am, the old lady came over just now, but she passed out after being overwhelmed by grief. Mr. Feng is accompanying her back to the hospital now, I'm afraid I don't have time to see you."

Originally, considering Xu Hong's physical condition, Feng Moyan didn't take her to the funeral home because he was afraid that her grief would affect her condition too much.

But how could Xu Hong not come to her daughter's memorial service?

Then I figured out a way to come here.

But within a few minutes of coming, looking at the portrait of her daughter in the mourning hall, she suddenly lost control of her emotions, overwhelmed with grief, couldn't breathe and passed out.

The scene was chaotic for a while, Feng Zhenting wanted to stay and preside over the memorial service, so Feng Moyan had to accompany Xu Hong back to the hospital.

Yang Qianyu heard this and nodded: "Okay, I see, you can go to work."

Wang Cheng turned to go out, but was stopped by Yang Qianyu again.

"Wang Cheng, these days... you take good care of him, call me in time if you need anything, thanks for your hard work."

Wang Cheng said sincerely: "Madam, if you say this, you will be offended. Don't worry, I will look after Mr. Feng and contact you if I have anything to do."

"Okay, thank you."

Since there was no one to see, Yang Qianyu and Fisher left the funeral home.

Fisher was still a little surprised, "I didn't expect that you came here quite peacefully."

Yang Qianyu glanced at her, "You seem to be wishing for something to happen to me."

"How is it possible! I'm also worried about you."

Yang Qianyu didn't say a word. She had nothing to worry about. What really worried her now was Feng Moyan.

Accidents happened one after another in their family, and even the people inside the Feng family were all jokers, and they didn't know how outsiders would make trouble.

She was afraid that Feng Moyan wouldn't be able to hold on...

On the way back, Fisher leaned on the co-pilot and continued to swipe her phone, and suddenly asked, "By the way, are you still chasing that novel?"

"Fiction?" Yang Qianyu came to understand, and said calmly, "Where are you thinking... Where did you write it?"

"Stopped."

"Stopped again?" Yang Qianyu thought that the author He Ya asked her to meet last time, didn't she finish interviewing the "plot" in the future, why did she stop again?

"Well, the author said that to let reality shine into art—that is...when the hero and heroine reunite in reality, her story will have its finale. Therefore, people in the comment area ask every day, are you remarried today? ? Did the male protagonist succeed in his marriage proposal? Also, what do you think is the reason why the public opinion on the Internet did not take shape this time?"

Yang Qianyu guessed: "Could it be that the readers took the initiative to maintain it again?"

"That's right! Trolls and Heizi were only insinuating, but they were also turned back by fans of the novel. In addition, it's the end of the year, and there are a lot of hot news. The attention is far higher than this matter, and they were drowned in the end."

When Yang Qianyu listened, she just found it inconceivable.

A group of people who have never met each other support her so much just because of a fictional romance novel - doesn't this just mean that there is true love in the world, and those ghosts and monsters can't do kindness and justice after all? !

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The end of the year is approaching, and the annual meetings of various companies are in full swing.

Venus Asia Pacific has achieved outstanding results in the first year of its establishment, and this year's conference will naturally be held with great success.

Yang Qianyu was so busy that she didn't have time to find Feng Moyan. The two chatted on WeChat every day and made a phone call at night.

Feng Moyan was also busy, but even so, he still remembered to settle the women and children, and arranged another place for them.

"There isn't much furniture over there. Go over and see what else you need, tell Wang Cheng, and he will arrange for someone to go buy it."

"Don't worry, I will do these myself, you don't have to worry about it."

"Um……"

"Have you eaten yet?" It was past seven o'clock in the evening, and he called when he was free, explaining that he should be free.

"Ready to eat, how about you?"

"At the company's annual meeting today, I saw your call and hid to answer it."

"Oh..." The man was a little annoyed, "I forgot about it."

Obviously we chatted on WeChat the day before, but he forgot without a trace when he got busy.

"It's okay. Take care of your body. I'm still busy. I'll talk to you later. Eat quickly."

"alright, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu glanced at the time on the screen, thinking that the annual meeting dinner would be over after nine o'clock, and she would not be going to the following shows.

She hasn't seen each other for three days, and she is worried about the man's condition.

Since he couldn't spare the time, she had to take the initiative to deliver it to his door.

So, after the dinner party, she brought the supper that the restaurant prepared separately, confirmed with Wang Cheng that Feng Moyan was still in the hospital, and drove there.

I didn't say it in advance, I wanted to surprise him.

However, when they arrived at the hospital, they couldn't find Xu Hong on the floor where he was hospitalized.

I looked outside Xu Hong's ward for a long time. Inside, Xu Hong was lying quietly, maybe she was asleep. She was a lot haggard during the illness, and she didn't have the usual domineering appearance. It was very distressing to see.

A nurse passed by behind her, she turned around quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, do you know where the family members in this room have gone?"