Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Mr. Feng was never allowed to play tricks on others, and you were not allowed to play tricks on you once?" Seeing that he was silent, Yang Qianyu asked calmly, "Aren't you also using your daughter to plot against me?"

"Use?" Feng Moyan sneered, "This little girl ran out by herself, and I didn't lose it on purpose."

"You follow your plan, what's the difference between losing it on purpose?"

"..." Feng Moyan pursed his lips, being told in his heart, he was once again speechless.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Yang Qianyu thought about something to tell him, but the little girl in her arms was sleeping soundly...

Did she drop the baby and get out of the car, or let him—

Before her thoughts settled down, Feng Moyan took the initiative, walked around the front of the car to the other side, opened the rear door, and sneaked in neatly.

Yang Qianyu looked at him: "..."

"What's wrong?" he asked back.

"I put you in the car?"

"That's not it?" Feng Moyan raised his eyebrows, obviously seeing through her, "You sent me the address on purpose, it shouldn't be as simple as just asking me to pick up my daughter, right?"

"..." Yang Qianyu was at a loss for words again.

I was still a little surprised.

——It turns out that he knows himself so well.

"Why, did you realize that I know more about you than you imagined?"

Being talked about again, Yang Qianyu didn't bother to respond, and cut straight to the point: "I have something to tell you."

After a pause, she sorted out her emotions and turned her head: "I've made up my mind. I'm going back to Switzerland. I won't fight with you for Xixi's custody, and I won't disturb your life anymore."

Feng Moyan was eager to speak, but was interrupted by her: "Listen to me first."

The man had no choice but to hold back, but the palm resting on his knee slowly raised his fist.

"We grew up together. You helped me a lot, and I remember them all. Especially I have such a family. In my childhood, if it wasn't for you and your Feng family who cared and loved me, my I don’t know how miserable the day will be.”

She looked at the man's stern face, and smiled softly: "Although you gave me the hurt later, in my heart, I still feel grateful to you."

"When I was young, I was ignorant and a little greedy. I felt that someone liked me and took care of me. It was a very lucky thing. I also enjoyed it with peace of mind. Looking back now, I feel that the thoughts at that time were too naive, even a little too much."

"In this world, except for your parents who can give you without complaint or regret, other people, no matter how close the relationship is, should keep a little distance."

"I think it's because I have no sense of boundaries that Shiwen rejects and dislikes me so much, until finally she becomes jealous and distorted, wishing that I would disappear."

"Those misunderstandings, I don't want to argue about who is right and who is wrong. If you already know the truth, I just hope you can feel relieved and stop hating me, so that you can feel more relaxed. As for making up and recovering, I think There's no need."

"I said that no one will wait in the same place forever, and love... will disappear. It's not that you regret it now, wake up, and are willing to turn back, but I must go back to the past and continue to live with you."

"So, Mo Yan, you should take it easy. Whether you want to find a mother for Xixi or have other ideas, my attitude is very clear-the past is the past, and you can live well after divorce You haven't reached the point where you can't help me, and I have already walked out of your world and started another life."

On the way here, Feng Moyan was tossing and turning in his mind, thinking about how to have a showdown with her and how to win back her heart.

But she never expected that she would strike first.

The words that made him rack his brains to think of them were useless.

There was a long silence in the carriage, so quiet that the little girl's sweet breathing could be clearly heard.

In her mother's arms, she slept extremely soundly, and even the sound of talking failed to wake her up.

Feng Moyan sat blankly, as if petrified.

For a while, my mind was blank, and Yang Qianyu's calm words were mechanically played back in my ears, over and over again.

My heart seemed to be numb, and it seemed to be bleeding.

Those words, those words, each pronunciation was very gentle, but when it landed in his heart, it was like a red-hot iron, and every word was scalded heavily on his heart.

After the words were settled, his internal organs were immediately riddled with holes.

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts.

The most painful thing in this world is when you wake up and finally understand who the person you really love is, and finally make up your mind to confess, apologize, and save the other person—the other person says that the love has disappeared.

There was silence in the carriage for a long time, so long that Yang Qianyu went from being calm and relaxed at the beginning to gradually tense and even panicked.

She was afraid that Feng Moyan would not be able to accept all of this, that he would suddenly become furious, and that he would lose his mind and scare the child.

Fortunately, just when she couldn't help but was about to speak again, the sculpture next to her finally moved.

Feng Moyan breathed a little, his heavy panting was especially clear in the carriage.

Yang Qianyu's scalp immediately became tense, and her body instinctively prepared for the battle.

"Do you think I'll let you go after you said this?" The man turned his head, his eyes deep, and asked in a low voice.

"Huh?" Yang Qianyu was taken aback, not understanding.

What does this mean?

Feng Moyan smiled, "Abandoning the husband and wife relationship between us, is there no other relationship?"

She still didn't understand, "What... affection?"

"You also said that we grew up together, and you even regarded us as family members. Now that the misunderstanding is over, shouldn't you come back to your family?"

Yang Qianyu stared at him, stunned.

The long speech she mulled over and over again, she thought it was clear and well-founded, not only expressed her position but also took care of his face - such a seamless rhetoric, did he have such a layer of meaning?

"If you insist on leaving, I can't stop you. If you force yourself to stay, you will hate me instead. But just to escape from me, it would be too cruel to abandon your own daughter."

Feng Moyan was actually very panicked, afraid that she would leave and never come back.

He had used all possible tough methods, and he couldn't keep this woman imprisoned at home forever.

Therefore, we can only take Gong Beize's words as a guideline - if you can't be hard, you can be soft, and the policy is soft.

He turned his head, looked at the puzzled woman, and sighed softly, "You stay, I promise I won't make things difficult for you. From now on, you can see Xixi anytime you want, and occasionally pick her up for a short stay A few days is fine."

"You..." Yang Qianyu was stunned, stuttered, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Feng Moyan knocked her hand off, and said angrily, "Since you want to distance yourself from me, don't make any moves."

"I'm sorry." Only then did she realize that she raised her hand so naturally, which was embarrassing.

"Since your studio has opened here, why don't you stay and work with peace of mind. After all, this is your hometown, and you have your best friend here, who speaks Chinese and eats Chinese food—it's no better than Are you comfortable abroad?"