Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

So, he held the soup in his mouth for a while, and when his taste buds got used to the indescribable taste, he swallowed it with difficulty and took a breath.

Wang Cheng: "...Mr. Feng, is it okay? Is there any discomfort? I'll call the doctor."

"No need." Feng Moyan replied weakly, and asked, "What kind of soup is this?"

"My wife said, carrot stewed mutton, it just happened that the temperature has dropped these days, and you are weak and need tonic, so I specially made mutton soup."

"Is this the taste of mutton soup?"

Wang Cheng held the soup and sniffed it closer, frowning, "Well, it seems...it smells like pepper."

Feng Mo said that there is suffering.

More than just peppery.

This soup is salty and spicy when you drink it in your mouth.

Salty, naturally because there is too much salt.

Spicy, just put too much pepper.

With someone's culinary skills, it is impossible to make such an unpalatable thing called dichlorvos—unless she does it on purpose!

Wang Cheng has been with Feng Moyan for many years, so he naturally knows his living habits and food tastes.

Mr. Feng of his family has a tricky mouth.

Looking at the soup in his hand, Wang Cheng hesitated, "Mr. Feng...do you still want it?"

He suddenly understood why his wife didn't bring it by herself—it's because the two had a quarrel again, and the wife deliberately "punished" his boss, so she put "poison" in the soup.

He didn't dare to laugh, but he couldn't help shouting in his heart: Madam mighty.

Feng Moyan frowned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and lamenting endlessly.

A woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, these words really do not wrong a woman.

He just said something wrong in the afternoon and offended her, but he "poisoned" her in the evening.

"My wife has worked hard, of course I want to drink..." He said with a tone like a strong man breaking his wrist.

Wang Cheng was very surprised, thinking that the boss is also mighty - this one dares to do it, the other dares to drink it, the two are really evenly matched!

But he listened to the boss's order, "Add some boiling water to dilute it."

"..." He almost burst out laughing, it turned out that the boss was also cowardly.

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Yang Qianyu was telling stories to the children, but she paid attention to her mobile phone from time to time.

Wechat news has always been there, most of which are work groups, or some group buying groups of some classmates.

There was no call.

She couldn't believe it.

After framing Feng Moyan like that, with his temperament of showing his teeth and tantrums, why didn't he call to question him?

still is……

That "poison soup" really brought him down?

But if something goes wrong, Wang Cheng should call her now, right?

Actually... not at all.

"Mom, you turned the wrong page. You missed a page. Camelido said that." Xiaoyu suddenly reminded, turning back a page in the book in her hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry, mom turned two pages at once." Yang Qianyu came back to his senses, and hurriedly spoke again.

Xiao Zhou tilted his head and looked at her, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you thinking about Dad?"

"Miss Dad?" She quickly denied, "How is it possible, what is he thinking about?"

"Mom, when are we going to see Dad? He must be very uncomfortable after the operation. If he can see us, he will definitely not be uncomfortable." Xixi's mouth was as sweet as honey, and she was quite conversant.

"Well... Dad has been weak for the past few days and has been in a coma. Let's see the situation tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Oh……"

After talking dryly about a thick book of Camellido, Yang Qianyu called the two little ones to lie down, and then picked up her daughter in her arms: "Okay, let's go to bed! I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow." .”

"Good night, Mom." Xiaoyu Xiaozhou said goodbye politely.

"Good night, baby."

Leaving the brothers' room, Yang Qianyu returned to the master bedroom with the little girl in her arms.

Xixi was riding on her waist, holding her shoulder with one hand, and playing with her hair on her chest with the other, "Mom, have you forgiven Dad?"

Yang Qianyu's heart trembled slightly at her daughter's unexpected question.

Has her attitude changed significantly recently?

Even the kids can see it?

Seeing that her mother seemed confused, Xixi said again: "You cook and cook soup for Dad, and ask Uncle Wang Cheng to send it over. You are so kind to Dad, you must have forgiven Dad."

"My brother said, Dad did something wrong before, and you punished Dad before you left."

"Mom, since Dad knew he was wrong and corrected it, please forgive him. I want Mom and Dad to be together."

"From now on, my brothers and I will watch over him, to ensure that he will never make mistakes again, and never dare to bully his mother again!"

The little girl chattered a lot, every sentence was mature enough to make people laugh and cry, and every sentence was cautious to please mother for her father.

Yang Qianyu's heart was full of mixed emotions, she touched her daughter's forehead, and said sweetly: "You... It's really your father's little padded jacket, it's worth your father's raising you and loving you."

Xixi smiled sweetly, "Then will mother agree?"

Yang Qianyu didn't want to deceive her daughter, nor did she treat her as an ignorant brat, and said seriously: "There is also an agreement between Mom and Dad. If Dad can do it, Mom will consider forgiving him."

"What agreement?"

"That's a secret between mom and dad."

"All right……"

That day, she made it clear to Feng Moyan that if he could pull himself together and return to a normal life, she would consider the future of the two of them.

But whether this can be achieved, no one knows.

Coaxed my daughter to sleep, it was already 09:30.

She returned to the computer and continued to work on the project book.

Mr. Chen and Mr. Li from the venture capital said that he hoped that this cooperation could be negotiated after returning from a business trip.

She has to finish the project book in these few days.

As for the plagiarism of the previous new product style, because the client Zhao Xiaoyun has returned to China and expressed his willingness to testify, the lawyer is busy step by step, and the legal procedure will start soon.

She only needs to appear in court, and the rest will be handled by legal affairs.

Thinking about a bunch of things and huddling together, she sat in front of the computer and rubbed the corners of her eyes tiredly, sighing slowly.

The phone rings.

She put down her hands and sat up, took a look at the phone, her eyes turned slightly, and her pink lips were slightly pursed.

This guy... After all, he came to Xingshi to ask his crimes.

"Hey……"

Hearing her low tone and listless tone, Feng Moyan asked concerned: "What's wrong with you? You're not feeling well, are you still asleep?"

"Nothing, I'm just busy, and I'm upset when I see your call." She has always spoken bluntly.

"..." Feng Moyan paused, and his tone was not very good, "Are you so tired of me?"

She didn't want to make noise, so she asked, "What are you doing calling so late?"

"Ah--"

There seemed to be a slight smile on the other side, and then came his casual tone: "You have worked so hard to cook and cook soup for me. I should thank you after I finish eating."

The woman raised her drooping eyes, pressed the corners of her mouth, got up and walked out of the bedroom, and replied lightly: "When did you become so polite? Mr. Feng has such a picky mouth, and it's my luck to appreciate my cooking skills."

In fact, she was very curious whether she drank the soup or not.

But I can't ask directly...

"Since this is the case, let this honor continue. From tomorrow onwards, my three meals a day will be contracted by you-who told me that my child's mother is a good cook, and I was spoiled by you. Outside Those meals are really hard to swallow."

what? !

Yang Qianyu was shocked, and shouted at the same time: "Feng Moyan! Are you out of your mind? I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to prepare three meals a day for you?!"

"Aren't you very good? You have both family and business, and you are doing well. You are so good. I believe that you can do more things."

"Dream! I won't serve you even if I have time!"

Sure enough, narrow-minded and penny-pinching.

She had merely added some spice to the soup, and he had taken revenge immediately.

"That's a pity... I thought I could drink such a unique tonic soup every day."

"..." When this topic was finally brought up, Yang Qianyu blushed guiltily, but luckily she couldn't see it through the phone.

She smiled, "So, my cooking skills are not very good, so don't embarrass me."

"No, your cooking skills are really amazing. I'll finish eating and drinking tonight."

what?

Yang Qianyu was taken aback, "You... finished the soup?"

"Well, not a single drop was wasted."

"You... have a strong taste."

"You can't waste the fruits of your labor."

"..." Yang Qianyu held the phone, pursed her lips and remained silent.

After a long time, this guy went around and asked her to admit that she had tampered with the soup.

"Okay, you should take a rest quickly, I still have work to do." Two people in their early years were talking on the phone late at night, feeling weird, and she was eager to hang up.

Feng Moyan was reluctant and didn't respond.

There was a sudden silence on both sides, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Yang Qianyu became more and more uncomfortable, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm dead..."

"Come over tomorrow?" he asked again.

"Tomorrow...I'll go there when I'm free, but I don't think I have time to make soup for you, and I have to make things difficult for Mr. Feng to continue drinking the slop from the restaurant outside."

After the words fell, before waiting for a response from the other side, I hung up.

On the other side, Mr. Feng, who was lying on the hospital bed, smiled when he heard the blind voice in his ear.

When did his Qianqian become so narrow-minded?

The skill of cynicism is also increasing day by day.

However, she is happy and happy.

When the nurse saw that he had finished his phone call, he came over and moved the landline away from the pillow.

Mr. Feng frowned slightly: "I'm thirsty, pour me another glass of water..."

Nurse: "OK."

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Every morning is Yang Qianyu's busiest time.

Although Aunt Rong and Sister Zhou both lived at home to help her take care of the three little ones, but in a hurry in the morning, it was still like fighting a war.

They hurried to the door, and the three of them sat in a row to change their shoes by themselves.

Dundun ran over again, wandering around the children reluctantly, wagging his tail and yelling "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

"Dundun, you have to be good at home! Let's go to kindergarten~" Xiao Zhou put on his shoes, squatted down and hugged the chubby Dundun, and rubbed the cute dog's head.

"Okay, okay, let's go out, mom will be late for work."

Yang Qianyu greeted them repeatedly, and the three little ones ran out of the house in a rowdy fight.

Ah Quan was waiting beside the tall and mighty Lincoln President One, and when he saw the children running over, he picked up one and threw it into the car.

Yang Qianyu also habitually sits in the back row, so that she can spend more time with the children.

Speaking of this car, she was a little embarrassed.

Feng Moyan booked this car back then, just for the convenience of taking the three little ones to and from school.

But within a few days, something happened to him.

Now he is still lying in the hospital, but this expensive luxury car is cheap for him.

Ah Quan took several bodyguards to escort the children to and from work every day, and to send her to and from get off work.

Even though the man was lying motionless on the bed, he still took good care of her and the children.

No matter how tough she was, she had to admit in her heart that she had once again taken advantage of a man.

As soon as Lincoln started, Yang Qianyu's cell phone rang, dispelling the messy thoughts in her mind.

"Hey honey, why are you calling me so early?"

Yang Qianyu was in a good mood, her tone relaxed and smiling.

But Fisher was in a bad mood, and hesitated for a while before speaking: "Qianyu, there is something... I'm going to disappoint you again."

The depressed tone of her best friend made the smile on Yang Qianyu's face froze.

She realized in an instant, "It can't be...the venture capital...and——"

"En." Fisher replied, apologetically, "Mr. Li just contacted me and said that after careful consideration, he still felt that this investment was risky. After careful consideration, the team finally decided to abandon this investment."

Yang Qianyu sighed inwardly, not knowing what to say for a while.

She stayed up until almost two o'clock last night, finally completed the project book, and wanted to ask Fisher to take a look at it today.

But now... it's all in vain again.

San Xiao only looked at her, feeling her mood changes, and stopped talking, just staring at her helplessly.

"Qianyu, I'm sorry, every time I find someone...unreliable, I'm also very angry. Obviously the interview was very pleasant before, and it was agreed that they will sign the contract when they come back from a business trip. I don't know how they changed their minds."

Hearing my best friend's apology, Yang Qianyu cheered up again, and quickly comforted her: "It's not your fault, why are you apologizing to me? You've helped me so much, and it's too late for me to thank you."

"But it didn't help..."

"That's none of your business, don't think about it."

"Okay..." Fisher replied, and muttered again, "I just think...it's a little weird this time, and I don't think it's because of what Mr. Li said."

Yang Qianyu was in a flustered mood and didn't think much about it. He said lightly, "The money is in other people's hands. Whether you want to invest or not is a personal choice. There is nothing to worry about. Let's figure out a way."

"Yeah." Fisher replied, hesitated a few words, and suggested with little confidence, "Qianqian, since it's so difficult...why don't you go to Feng Moyan? Two hundred million, it's a piece of cake for him, you Don't follow him..."

"Fei Fei, I have my own principles, big deal, I'll go talk to the countess and Kane, see if they can give you some time."

Fisher also knew her temper, so she stopped persuading her: "Okay, I'll continue to inquire."

Seeing her mother put down the phone, Xiaoyu looked solemn and unhappy, pushed her mother's arm and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Qianyu smiled again, "It's nothing, it's a matter of work, I'll deal with it when mom sends you to kindergarten."

"Then can mom handle it?" Xixi asked.

"Of course, mom is amazing!"

After drinking the milk, Xiao Zhou burped: "Exactly! My mother is the best!"

Xixi: "Your mother is also my mother!"

"..." Yang Qianyu felt a little helpless, and quickly smoothed things over, "Okay, okay, mom is your mother together. Xiao Zhou, you are full of milk, how are you going to have breakfast later?"

Xiaoyu said: "Mom, if you give him another bottle of milk, you won't miss breakfast."

Xiao Zhou chuckled: "My brother still understands me."

"..." Yang Qianyu was still in a depressed mood, but after being teased by the three little ones, her mood improved a lot.

In the past few years, there have been moments that were several times more difficult than now. What is this difficulty now?

It is human effort, as long as you work hard, there are always more ways than difficulties!