Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Are you afraid of them?" the man asked quietly.

"Afraid? That's not the case, but no one likes to face each other with swords every time they meet."

Feng Moyan looked at her with a low and serious tone, "You don't have to be afraid of anyone, as long as I have breath, I will protect you."

Protect her?

Yang Qianyu was a little skeptical.

I can't even take care of myself anymore, and I'm still talking big here!

But she didn't laugh out loud, but flattered along the words: "Then thank you Mr. Feng for covering."

He actually replied seriously: "You're welcome."

——A woman who covers her, as it should be.

I don't know if he was too hungry, but Feng Moyan actually finished the soup that had been in the bucket for a long time.

Yang Qianyu cleaned up the bowls and spoons, turned to stare at him, and observed carefully.

"Are you... not feeling well? Stomach pain or something?"

"Don't worry, even if you are poisoned to death, you won't be blamed."

"..."

Yang Qianyu originally wanted to see him and left. After all, he was still hungry, but he was afraid that if he mentioned this, he would lose his temper again, so he held back his words and asked instead: "How do you feel today?" How's it going? I'm going to the operating room again tomorrow."

"That's it. You don't have to worry about the operation tomorrow. The most dangerous time is over, and I will come out well."

"Oh, who's worried about you anymore." She muttered.

"Well, I know you don't worry about me, you wish I could get better, so you don't have to wait on me anymore, right?"

The woman snorted coldly, "It's good that you know!"

"..." She said her mind so clearly that Feng Moyan had nothing to say.

It's been half a month since he woke up, and he still has no memory of the past few years, and he doesn't understand how stupid he was back then, and how much he hurt her to make her reject him so much.

Obviously, they were so good before, so good that they never thought that the other party would leave their lives.

The air was silent for a few seconds. Yang Qianyu was about to say you should rest, I have to go, but before he could speak, this person also said, "What were you busy with in the morning? Is it the plagiarism of the design draft?"

The most difficult thing he could think of right now was this matter.

Yang Qianyu had no choice but to stop again, following his words: "Well, the lawyer found new evidence and asked me to come over and talk."

Feng Moyan was slightly startled, "That woman called you? Are you willing to explain the truth?"

"That woman? No..."

The man was a little surprised, "She didn't take the initiative to contact you?"

"Why did she take the initiative to contact me?" Yang Qianyu felt strange, and said depressedly, "It's because she caused the trouble, but she still avoided seeing it, which made me so passive now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the dissatisfied expression on the man's frown, and suddenly realized, "That! You won't... really let your father come forward and find that woman, right?"

"Hmm..." Mr. Feng couldn't help but replied dully.

He thought that he had subdued his father in a low voice, and his father had also come forward to contact that President Sun-this should happen.

Who knew...it was useless? !

"But don't worry, at worst, I'll ask my dad to call and find out what's going on." He sealed Mo Yan to make a move, and there was nothing he couldn't do. If the matter died prematurely, where would he save his face?

——Still in front of the woman I love the most.

"...No need!" Yang Qianyu came back to his senses for a second, and quickly refused, "Don't bother your father anymore, the operation is going to be done tomorrow, you should rest in peace of mind, I will take care of this matter Okay—the worst result is that I just withdraw this set of works from the first show."

"Then your loss will be great."

"There is no way, there is no time when everything goes well. I will learn a lot from a fall, and I will be more cautious in the future."

"That won't work. Any work is your painstaking effort, how can anyone steal it at will? Or your competitors. This is not just about a set of works, but also their challenge and offense to you!"

Hearing that he was filled with righteous indignation, Yang Qianyu stared at him for a while with watery eyes, with indescribable feelings surging in her heart.

"Actually... these years, the setbacks I have suffered are far more than these. This matter is important to me, but it is not that important. Maybe I have experienced a lot and I have a stronger ability to bear it. I don't think it matters, anyway. There will be more opportunities in the future.”

After she finished speaking, she looked at the man's still unconvinced expression, and quietly changed the subject: "I'm curious, how did you convince your dad? Does he know that you are helping me? Even if he agrees, your mother can't agree... ..."

As soon as this was mentioned, Feng Moyan's angry face suddenly became dull and embarrassed, as if he had done something embarrassing and was caught on the spot.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Qianyu almost understood, "You...begged them? Or...is there any exchange?"

The man's thin lips parted slightly, with a bit of desolate self-mockery, "It seems that you really know them well, it can be seen that you have been wronged a lot during the years when you were the daughter-in-law of the Feng family."

"..." Yang Qianyu's face was complicated for a moment, without mentioning the past, he just asked, "What is their condition? Let Xiaoyu and Xiaozhou recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors?"

Feng Moyan remained silent again, his face even more ashamed, ashamed of his parents.

"If you don't speak, that's it..." Yang Qianyu nodded slowly, remained silent for two seconds, then suddenly raised her voice, "You agreed?"

"I...an expedient plan..." He didn't dare to hide even half of it. He told the truth, and then worried that Yang Qianyu would be angry, so he hurriedly added, "But Qianqian...the decision on this matter is yours. If you don't agree, I won't force you."

After finishing speaking, he was still afraid that Qianqian would not believe it, so he swallowed, took a breath and said seriously: "I promise!"

Yang Qianyu looked at his cautious appearance, and felt completely different from the arrogant, domineering and powerful Feng Moyan a few days ago, and his heart was filled with hesitation.

It seems that after his brain was broken, his temper changed a little.

Although he is still irritable, but as long as he strokes his hair, he is very gentle and well-behaved.

This, but not before.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. You rest, I should go too, I have something to do in the afternoon." Yang Qianyu raised his wrist to check the time, planning to leave.

Hearing these words, Feng Moyan's expression darkened a lot, and those out-of-focus eyes were so empty that it made people feel distressed.

"You've only been here for a while, and you're leaving again..."

"..." The woman was a little speechless, and muttered, "You know, I've been busy lately..."

"Well...but it's true that you don't want to accompany me."

"..." She touched her lips and did not answer.

"Thousands."

"Ok?"

"Can you... can I touch your face?"

Yang Qianyu had just rolled up her bag, when she heard this, her slender eyelashes suddenly lifted up, she looked at him and asked in surprise, "What? Touch my face? What are you...doing, why?"

Hearing that she was stuttering with fright, Feng Moyan rarely smiled.

When he smiled, his entire aura changed, with a feeling of Suli Suqi—fortunately, Yang Qianyu was used to his face for a long time.

If it were someone else, this smile would definitely arouse the girlish heart of the other party, from the numbness of the hair to the heels, all the cells in the body would be intoxicated.