Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"I'm back, are you free tomorrow? There are some documents in the company that need your signature."

"You came back? When? You didn't even tell me!"

"Hey... It's hard to say, let's talk when you have time."

Fisher was also smart, and immediately understood, "You are back, so it seems that the company acquisition has been negotiated."

"Well, it went well."

"Does Feng Moyan know?"

"understood……"

"He knows?" Fisher exclaimed, and immediately began to gossip, "Is he very moved? Thinking of you as the savior, female Bodhisattva?"

Yang Qianyu snorted and smirked, "Do you think it's possible? He lost his temper and almost ate me!"

"This..." Fisher hesitated, and smiled dryly, "For such a big matter, we should cut it first and play it later. In fact, everyone will be angry if we let it go."

"Hmm..." So she didn't care about it, and instead comforted that guy.

Fisher sighed, and said meaningfully: "I didn't expect that you would sacrifice to this extent for him. But don't blame me for saying something unsightly. You have done this for him, but the two of you have nothing to do with each other. Don't you give yourself some way out?"

Yang Qianyu held the phone in one hand and sorted out the documents in the other. Hearing this, he asked calmly, "What is the way out?"

Fisher became excited, "At least you need to get the certificate! It's too late to hold the wedding at this juncture, but get the certificate first! Otherwise, you will give him all your wealth, and if he resurrects with a scumbag physique, it will be against you forever." Abandoned at the end of the chaos - don't you have no money and no money? You are also heavily in debt!"

This--

Yang Qianyu was stunned, she really didn't expect this.

Seeing that there was no talking here, Fisher knew she had neglected it, and couldn't help raising her voice: "Don't fall in love with your brain! People are people, love is love, money is money, and one yard is worth one yard! Besides, you It’s a sacrifice like breaking the boat, and we have to leave some room for ourselves.”

Yang Qianyu sighed, drooping his shoulders, and leaned back in the seat, "But with a marriage certificate, can it be guaranteed that he will never betray me again?"

"Then it's a betrayal, and you can still divide his property! At least you can recover some losses in terms of money."

"But if he is really so heartless and wants to use some means to keep me from getting any money, wouldn't it be easy?"

After all, there are many such things among wealthy families.

Secretly transferred property, leaving only debts under his name.

When divorced, the wife will not only get the money, but also the debts.

If a person wants to deceive you and hurt you, he has thousands of ways.

Fisher was rendered speechless by what she said, he groaned for a while, and then emphasized: "Anyway, you should take out an insurance policy!"

Yang Qianyu hadn't replied yet, the phone notified that there was a new call coming in.

She took a look at it, and hurriedly said: "Fei Fei, I'll hang up first, you come to the company tomorrow, we'll talk about it when we meet."

Feng Moyan went downstairs, she packed her things and hurried downstairs.

When he got in the car, the man just put away his laptop. It seemed that he was not done with his work, but because she came back, she didn't want to stay in the company and work overtime.

"Did you eat? Did you eat outside or go back?" Seeing his beloved woman getting into the car, Feng Moyan turned his head and asked gently.

Yang Qianyu missed the children, and said while buckling up the seat belt: "Go back, just eat something at home."

"Well, that's fine."

He smiled slightly, reached out to hold her hand, was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at her and asked, "Are you free tomorrow morning?"

"Why?" The woman stared wide-eyed, puzzled.

"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate."

He said it calmly, as naturally as he talked about the weather.

Yang Qianyu looked at him and was stunned.

It just so happened.

My best friend was still talking just now, let her buy an insurance policy for her future, and first talk to Feng Moyan about the certificate, so as not to lose money in the future - in a blink of an eye, he went downstairs, and he proposed to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow.

In other words, he also thought of what Fisher thought of.

He was obviously too busy to do anything, and had to make time for eating and sleeping, but he was still thinking about this.

Is it because she is afraid that she will feel that she has given so much and has no sense of security?

When Feng Moyan said this, seeing that she was calm and didn't react at all, his face frowned slightly: "What's wrong? No time?"

Yang Qianyu came back to her senses and nodded, "Well, I don't have time..."

This is also true.

But what is more true is that her sense of security was never given by a man, nor by that marriage contract.

Therefore, there is no need to squeeze time to "drop in" to get married at this time.

"Then when will you be free? Or I can ask someone to find a relationship and see if the staff can come to handle it..."

The Civil Affairs Bureau came to arrange their marriage?

Yang Qianyu smiled, "Don't bother others, what's the matter?"

"This matter?" Feng Moyan repeated this sentence again, staring at the woman's calm appearance, and suddenly smiled angrily, "Selling a company and getting married are both 'this matter' in your eyes, Then let me ask, what is the most important thing in your eyes?"

Seeing that he started to sneer, Yang Qianyu brushed his scales again.

Leaning back a little, she thought for a while, looked at the man and said seriously: "I understand your intentions, but the most important thing right now is not whether we get married or not, but that you hurry up and stabilize the company situation! Who is it? Can't you tell which is more important?"

"In my opinion, marrying you is the most important thing."

"But..." She pursed her lips, and looked at the man cautiously, "But I...haven't made up my mind yet..."

"Haven't made up your mind yet?" His tone revealed a dangerous message, "You gave me all your wealth, but you haven't decided whether to marry me—Yang Qianyu, why are you so stupid? You are not afraid of me doing it again I'm sorry about your business, you have nothing?"

The woman's beautiful big eyes stared at him sincerely and innocently, "Will you?"

"I...Of course I won't! I'm just giving an example, after all you..."

"Mo Yan, I believe in you, so there is no need to rush."

Seeing her determination, Feng Moyan felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his heart, and his face turned cold.

After staring at the woman in front of him quietly for a while, he turned his head and looked out the car window.

Yang Qianyu turned her head to look at him cautiously, and turned her arm to him: "Why, are you angry again?"

"..."

"Why are you so angry today?"

"..."

"How old are you, like Xixi."

"..."

"I really believe in you, that's why I don't want to marry you in a hurry at this time. You see we all look tired, and you said that I have acne on my face, and I have heavy dark circles, right? It's too late to take ID photos It’s just beautiful, after we’ve been busy for a while, we’ll have a good rest, and when we’re in better shape, we’ll pick a good day to go... Umm—”

She babbled on what was in her heart, but before she finished speaking, the man who turned his head suddenly turned around, clamped her neck with his big palm like catching a kitten, bowed his head and kissed her.