Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

The room was silent for a few seconds before his voice came.

"……exist."

not asleep?

She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Well... I have to go, you lie on your side for a while, and when your back is dry, ask the nurse to help you turn over and lie flat."

Seeing that he was silent, Yang Qianyu didn't say anything, and turned around silently.

"How long will you hold on to your good deeds?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind her, she froze and turned her head again.

The man opened his eyes. Because he was lying on his side, his gaze calmly and lightly fell on an unknown place, as if he was talking to himself.

Seeing that he was still obsessed with this question, Yang Qianyu was a little powerless, and asked seriously: "Could it be that we can't get along like friends apart from love and love? I just take care of a friend, let alone you And the father of the children."

Before he finished speaking, she said again: "If you think that what I do will make you misunderstand and make you angry, then I will not come. You obediently listen to the doctor and cooperate with the treatment."

"I..." Reason told him that if this woman made up her mind and never looked back, then parting ways would indeed be the best ending.

With him like this, there's no need to trap her anymore.

Love can also be fulfillment, let her be free and let her choose with her heart.

But when those words came to his lips, he found that he couldn't be generous.

Even though he is already a useless person and may live like a burden for the rest of his life, he still doesn't want to let go.

Therefore, it is no wonder that Qianqian refuses to turn back.

He is indeed an out-and-out bastard, selfish, domineering, unreasonable, and even cruel!

Anyone with a brain would wish to stay away from a bastard like him.

Seeing him speak, Yang Qianyu didn't speak clearly for a long time, she tilted her head slightly and looked at him, "You...what's the matter?"

"That's not what I mean, and I'm not angry with you." He explained in a low voice, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "It's just...you have worked hard enough to take care of the children, and you have to deal with work, and come to take care of me..."

"Oh, did I hear you right? You actually have times when you are considerate." Yang Qianyu knew that what he really wanted to say in his heart was not this, so he deliberately slapped it haha.

Feng Moyan, who was ridiculed coldly, didn't answer these words, and said lightly: "You go, don't delay your business."

Yang Qianyu turned around, intending to leave, but her gaze shifted, and it was him lying there alone and pitifully on his side, with his brows furrowed and his face pale.

She didn't know what to think, but she turned around suddenly, and said in a loud voice: "Feng Moyan, haven't you been begging me to forgive you?"

The man raised his eyelashes, his face fluctuated with excitement, "You...what do you mean? Are you willing to forgive me?"

"It's not that easy, but it's not impossible if you work hard."

effort?

He held his breath, waiting for her next words.

"If you can get better in this life, I will forgive you." Yang Qianyu raised her breath, and her voice settled clearly.

But after these words, the man's face became solemn again.

"You want to provoke me..."

"Whatever you think, I have my own considerations. If you are depressed and continue to be so irritable, why should I wrong myself to accommodate you? I'm not a masochist, can't I live a chic life with my children?"

"If you can pull yourself together, take good care of your injuries, and cooperate with the doctor's treatment—even if it's five, ten, or even twenty years, I'll wait."

"You owe me too much, don't you always want to make it up? You can't get up, you can't move all day long, how can you make it up?"

Seeing that his face was frozen and cold, but his eyes were trembling slightly, as if his mind was unstable, Yang Qianyu withdrew his gaze, and finally said: "This is all I have to say. After all, this is your own life and future, what should you do?" , it's up to you."

Before the words finished, Yang Qianyu opened the door and left.

In the room, Feng Moyan suddenly came back to his senses after a while, looked towards the door and asked urgently: "Then after you forgive me, can you give me another chance? Let's...start over!"

After speaking, there was silence in the room, and there was no response.

Only then did he realize that she was gone.

His face returned to silence, as if all the energy in his body had been taken away.

But after a moment of silence, he suddenly seemed to have found hope again, and there was a bit of firm light in his empty eyes.

----

I don't know if it's Wang Cheng's high efficiency, or it's easy to handle things under Feng Moyan's name.

Two days later, Wang Cheng did send news.

"Ma'am, I found out that Zhao Xiaoyun is the mistress of a wealthy businessman, and he is traveling with the wealthy businessman in the United States these days."

Yang Qianyu sneered, "A San'er?"

"Ah."

No wonder...

This is understandable.

She originally thought that those who can come to Venus to order privately are either rich or expensive, and they should be masters who are not short of money, so there is no need to do such immoral things for a little profit.

But if she's just a San'er, it makes sense.

Do everything you can to make money.

"When are they coming back? I can't wait here."

"They should be going to participate in some kind of summit, and they may take a trip to the mountains and rivers along the way. It is estimated that they will not be able to return within ten days and a half months."

Wang Cheng explained, knowing that Yang Qianyu was in a hurry, he immediately said: "But it's not impossible, Mr. Feng said that he can find someone, and he can reply today if he can."

Yang Qianyu was surprised: "He has a way? He is lying motionless now, even making a phone call..."

In the middle of speaking, I realized that I was a bit demeaning, so I stopped.

Wang Cheng explained: "That wealthy businessman is an old man in his fifties and sixties, and he is acquainted with... Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng should be looking for Mr. Feng to come forward."

"..." Yang Qianyu held the phone, not knowing what to say for a while.

Their father and son are incompatible.

Moreover, if Feng Zhenting knew that his son was injured like this and was still running about her affairs, he would definitely be even angrier - would he help?

"Wang Cheng, tell him, no need, I'll find a way to let him recover from his injuries."

"Ma'am...you know what Mr. Feng is thinking, so tell him what you have to say. Oh, you don't know his ward number, do you? I'll send it to you. If you have something to call, the nurse will answer it and call him." sound."

Yang Qianyu wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but Wang Cheng couldn't wait to hang up, and quickly sent the ward's landline number.

She glanced at her, frowned and thought about it, she didn't want to call at first.

But he was also afraid that he would go to ask Feng Zhenting, if the father and son quarreled, it would be unavoidable, and it would not be conducive to his recovery.

"It's really troublesome..." She muttered, but she still called.

The call was connected, and it was indeed a nurse.

But when she revealed her identity, the nurse was a little embarrassed and said: "Miss Yang, Mr. Feng... He is still asleep..."

He lowered his voice, for fear of waking up the man and being scolded bloody again.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qianyu quickly said: "Forget it, wait until he wakes up."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly heard someone yelling in a hurry: "Miss Yang, Mr. Feng is awake, please wait."