Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Gong Beize followed her and returned to the center of the office, then raised his voice naturally: "Come here for now, it's late, everyone must be hungry, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

He deliberately made room for the two of them.

Feng Moyan did not stop him.

Wang Cheng also had a very winking look, and immediately got up to invite several directors, as well as the situation in the legal circle, a group of people left one after another.

Yang Qianyu stood aside with a smile on her face, and only walked forward slowly after they were all gone.

When walking around his desk, he put the bag down.

Feng Moyan turned the seat tacitly, and when he faced her, his tired handsome face held her hand with a slight smile: "Why are you here suddenly? Chagang?"

Yang Qianyu gave him a sideways glance, too lazy to answer, "If I don't come, won't you tell me anything?"

Such a big matter is related to Feng Yun's life and death, but he didn't tell himself immediately.

Presumably, it was intended to be concealed.

Thinking of this, Yang Qianyu's face was slightly angry, and he looked down at him condescendingly: "Are you going to stop hiding what you agreed to? Or do you think I can't help you, and it's a waste of words if I say it?"

"How could it be?" The man held her two hands, pulled her closer, then buried his face in her arms, hugged her quietly, and his tone became hoarse, "I'm too busy... busy I don’t even have time to drink my saliva, and I haven’t had time to tell you.”

This is the truth.

But the truth is, he really didn't want to tell Qianqian, didn't want her to worry, didn't want her to help him desperately.

Feng Yun's current situation is a bit like a bottomless pit. Unless a large amount of money is injected and filled to the bottom, otherwise it will only be drowned and swallowed if it is invested in a small way.

But he knew that this woman looked delicate, but she was actually fierce and courageous in her actions.

He was afraid that he would not be able to persuade her.

So I really want to hide it.

But with her keen intelligence, even if he deliberately concealed it, it would not last for a few days.

Once Feng Yun suspends her trading, she will know the seriousness of the situation.

Yang Qianyu originally wanted to ask the teacher to inquire about the crime, but who knew that he suddenly showed weakness, hugged her so softly, and even had no strength to speak, which made her heart soften all of a sudden.

With her hands on his shoulders, she sighed helplessly, and said angrily: "Don't think that I won't be angry if you are like this."

"I know you won't..." The man's handsome face rubbed against her arms, breathing in her breath, and his heart, which had been restless and busy all day, instantly returned to peace.

With his eyes closed, he was sure that the woman would have nothing to do with him, and his tone became softer: "You won't be willing to be angry with me..."

The office is large, brightly lit, and quiet.

Outside, the night scene is bustling, thousands of houses are lit up, and people are buzzing.

Yang Qianyu stood there, letting him hug her, as if they were the only ones left cuddling each other in the vast crowd. The feeling of mutual understanding made her feel dissatisfied, which had long since been transformed by his coquettish behavior. For nothing.

Yes, she couldn't bear to be angry.

The two have gone through so much, even experienced the parting of life and death, and finally they are able to see the moonlight when the clouds bloom.

Now, she is not willing to waste time on getting angry and quarreling.

Thinking that he said he was too busy to drink water, Yang Qianyu nudged his shoulder and wanted to leave.

But the man misunderstood, raised his head from her arms, his handsome face twisted slightly: "What's wrong? Are you really angry?"

"Am I such a narrow-minded person?" She lowered her eyebrows, looked at the man arrogantly, and then explained, "Didn't it mean that I didn't have time to drink water after a busy day? I'll get you some water, and the voice They're all dumb."

Mr. Feng laughed immediately, like a big boy, and then tightened his arms, hugged her again, and buried his head in her arms again.

"No need..." He still said softly and gently, "Holding you is so comfortable, let me hug you for a while..."

Yang Qianyu's heart melted at his gesture.

Thinking that I couldn't help others, it would be good to be his human pillow, so I stood obediently and let him act like a baby.

Her hand fell on the man's shoulder, helping him to press and hold it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng actually enjoyed it, and hummed: "The cervical spine is also uncomfortable..."

She raised her willow eyebrows slightly, turned her soft fingers and landed on the back of his neck: "Here? Or here?"

"Well, it hurts too... and a little sour—"

Qianqian pressed down with all her strength, and asked him while pressing, "Is this okay?"

"Well, it's very comfortable... hiss..."

"pain?"

"No, soreness..."

"Are you still going to the hospital for rehabilitation these days?"

"I went there yesterday, but I really don't have time today."

"Can you walk?"

"Not yet..."

Fearing that he would act too hastily, Yang Qianyu comforted him casually and indifferently: "It's okay, the recovery speed is already very fast, take your time."

"Um……"

The two chatted leisurely, and Mr. Feng also enjoyed a "love" massage by the way.

The depression and irritability that had enveloped her heart had dissipated quite a bit unconsciously.

After a while, Feng Moyan raised his head from her arms, his deep pupils were full of affection and a smile, "I heard your stomach growling."

"Nonsense, it's already eight o'clock, and I'm already hungry. Xixi has called several times, asking me when I'll be home for dinner." Yang Qianyu's hands were sore, and when he saw him sitting up, he backed away He took a step forward, "Pack up and go back to eat."

But Feng Moyan looked at her anxiously, and said regretfully, "I still have things to do..."

She froze for a moment, and her eyes met the man's. The tranquility and warmth just now was suddenly replaced by haze.

She asked seriously: "Is the situation bad?"

Feng Moyan was afraid that she would be angry, so he didn't dare to hide it anymore, so he nodded and said, "There is a high probability that we will suspend the trading to save ourselves."

"If the trading is suspended, how long is the buffer time?"

"According to regulations, up to ten days."

If the stock reform is suspended, the trading will generally have to be resumed in about ten days, otherwise the negative impact on the company will be fatal.

ten days...

Yang Qianyu had a plan in mind, and comforted her: "I believe you can do it. The worst result is that you will temporarily lose the position of President Feng Yun, but I think with your ability, it will be a matter of time before you regain the initiative. "

After saying this, she smiled again, "Besides, isn't there me? My career is in full swing, and it's not a problem to support you."

"Hmm..." Feng Moyan nodded with a smile, took her hand, and kneaded it for her to relieve the fatigue from the massage he had just done. "With what you say, I don't have any worries."

It was getting late, Yang Qianyu thought about going back to accompany the children.

Since he couldn't leave, she had no choice but to call Wang Cheng and ask them to pack a dinner and bring it back after eating.

After hanging up the phone, she warned anxiously: "No matter how busy you are, you must pay attention to your health. Only after eating will you have the strength to continue working."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Then... shall I go back first?"

The man looked at her reluctantly, and suddenly said, "Help me up and down."