Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Feng Moyan commented: "Well, it sounds very expensive." He touched a child sitting beside him, but couldn't find out who it was, and said with a smile, "It seems that Dad treats you very well."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

Speechlessly rolling her eyes, she remembered that this guy's memory stayed in his teens.

At that time, there should be no such car, right?

No wonder he didn't know.

On the way, Gong Beize called.

"We've already left. On the way back to the Royal Garden, did you go to the hospital?" Yang Qianyu answered the call, and when she heard that Young Master Gong was in vain, she couldn't help but smile, "Why didn't you tell me in advance if you want to come here?" ? Well, okay... see you later, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu looked at Feng Moyan, Qingling's voice still had a bit of a smile on it: "Your good brother said that he prepared a discharge gift for you, originally thinking of sending you to the hospital , it turned out that we had already left, and he said he would send it home later.”

Feng Moyan didn't respond after hearing this.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Yang Qianyu said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! Someone gave you a gift, why do you still act like you owe you 800 million."

His tone is light: "I look like this, I can't see, I can't move, I want some gift. And with his virtue, I won't give you any good things."

Eighty percent of them still intentionally sent things that would irritate him.

"You are really..."

Women can't think of words to describe him, so they can only give up halfway.

It's a miracle that such a freak who doesn't know what's good or bad and has a vicious tongue can still make friends!

Feng Moyan ignored her dissatisfaction, but was curious about another thing.

"When did you get so close to Gong Beize? Every time we meet, we talk and laugh." This thought flashed through his mind, and he asked without much hesitation.

Yang Qianyu was sitting opposite him, looking down at her phone, replying to WeChat messages.

Hearing this at first, he didn't seem to hear clearly, so he raised his eyes and asked: "...What are you talking and laughing about?"

The man's face turned cold, "I said you and Gong Beize."

She was even more confused, "What happened to me and Young Master Gong?"

Feng Moyan seemed to be annoyed by her, and his slightly cold face added to his impatience, "What are you doing? I'm absent-minded when I'm talking to you, and I didn't wear my ears when I went out?"

Before the words were finished, the children on the side interrupted, "Father, don't let your mother be cruel!"

Yang Qianyu looked at the eldest son, pursed her lips and curved her lips, and snickered, "See, someone will take care of you from now on—oh, sorry, you can't see it."

"..." Being deliberately exposed by her, Mr. Feng was very angry.

But because of the presence of the children, he dared not speak out.

The carriage fell silent, and after a while, the stuffy man uttered another sentence abruptly: "From now on, I'll be a little bit tactful with other men, don't laugh at everyone."

After Yang Qianyu finished answering the WeChat, she put down her phone and looked up at her. After staring at her for a few seconds, she narrowed her beautiful eyes and tilted her head slightly: "Feng Moyan, you are a majestic man with a mind smaller than a needle! You are all boring. ?”

It's fine for her to ignore this kind of unreasonable jealousy, but he still cares about it endlessly!

Enough!

After being told by the woman, Mr. Feng's handsome face turned away awkwardly, and he said, "I don't know what I look like... You are not afraid of being misunderstood..."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

What a fallacy!

Could it be that she is good-looking, so she has to keep a straight face to others all day long, pretending to be cold, so as to distance herself?

As long as you smile, you are interesting to people, so people will misunderstand you?

Sneering coldly, she reprimanded in a low voice: "I'm too lazy to talk to you." Then she stopped talking to him.

After that, there were only the voices of men and children in the carriage.

Yang Qianyu kept looking down at her phone, sometimes replying to work matters, and sometimes chatting with Fisher.

Knowing that Mr. Feng was finally discharged from the hospital, Miss Fei said that she would pick a good day to visit him at home, and wish him good luck in surviving a catastrophe.

Yang Qianyu responded with an emoji of "wiping sweat with white eyes".

When the car got on Yuyuan's private road, Yang Qianyu suddenly remembered something again.

"By the way! If you don't remember the past few years, then you must have no impression of Yuyuan, right?"

Feng Mo said: "Gong Beize said that Yuyuan is one of my properties, and it is also the place where I live most."

"Yes, this is called Yuyuan Villa. It is a manor that you bought after you took charge of Fengyun Group. It is well managed, and there are different flowers blooming throughout the year. When the weather is fine in the future, you can ask the nurse to push you out to enjoy the air, bask in the sun, and smell the fragrance of the flowers."

Feng Moyan didn't make a fuss when he heard this, he just asked, "Did we also live here during the few years we got married?"

"Ah."

"Do you like it here?"

this problem……

Yang Qianyu hesitated for a while, and replied cautiously: "If you only talk about the environment and scenery here, of course I like it, but we didn't have a good relationship in those few years. For me, this place..."

It is a spacious and luxurious cage.

And she is the canary bound in a cage.

Seeing that her voice stopped, Feng Moyan's handsome face was slightly silent, and his eyes were also serious, "It seems...you don't have a good impression of this place."

"It's not..." She smiled, "Anyway, those things have passed, and I don't care anymore, so I don't think there is anything wrong when I come back here."

Feng Moyan immediately followed suit: "In this case, why don't you move in with the children and live with me."

Since there are five floors above and below ground, covering an area of ​​[-] square meters, it should be enough for their family of five to live.

Yang Qianyu answered cautiously just now, fearing that he would make this request.

really……

"I don't think about it for the time being. This place is too far away from my work. Young Master Gong's villa is pretty good. It's right in the city. It's convenient for commuting to and from get off work, and it's closer to sending the children to and from school."

Seeing that she refused without hesitation, Feng Moyan suddenly lost his expression: "In short... no matter what I say, you have a reason to reject me."

"..."

Yang Qianyu looked at his listless and self-pitying appearance, pursed her lips, and really wanted to complain - you are a big wrong now.

Fortunately, I held back.

When Lincoln drove into the Royal Garden, the servants in the villa had already come out to greet him.

Yang Qianyu opened the door and got out of the car, turned around and fished out all the children to make room for Ah Quan to go up with the bodyguards and lift the man down with the wheelchair.

It has to be said that after he has become like this, it is really a problem to travel in the future, and he can't do it without two or three strong men.

Aunt Rong came back to Yuyuan early this morning and led the servants to clean up the house.

Seeing that the host who had been away for more than a month finally came back, Aunt Rong greeted her happily, her eyes were red: "Sir, you are back! We have been waiting for you for a long time, I thought, I thought..."

"Aunt Rong, don't you think he's doing well, and if he survives a catastrophe, he will be blessed." Seeing that Aunt Rong was emotional, Yang Qianyu quickly interrupted.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir! You must be very lucky in the future!" Aunt Rong laughed.

Feng Moyan sat in a wheelchair, feeling the wind and sunshine outside, feeling the fresh world after rebirth.

He could sense that there were many people in front of him, but they were completely unfamiliar to him.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Yang Qianyu bent down and said in a low voice, "This is Aunt Rong, the housekeeper of Yuyuan, and she also took care of Xixi."

Hearing that this female elder took care of her daughter, Feng Moyan's face immediately softened, and he said politely, "Hello, Aunt Rong."

Although Aunt Rong knew for a long time that the master was blind and lost his memory, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she still found it hard to accept.

Yang Qianyu straightened up and explained: "Aunt Rong, he's here..."

The woman pointed to her head, meaning that Feng Moyan's brain was seriously injured and something went wrong, "I have forgotten some memories, so I don't remember you, nor this place."

Aunt Rong nodded again and again, "I know, I know, it's okay, we just need to remember Mr. Ma'am, come inside quickly! Although it's still warm today, but the wind is a bit strong, Mr. better not blow it too much."

"En." Yang Qianyu replied, looking down at the person in the wheelchair, "I'll push you into the house."

Although this is not the first time to come to Yuyuan after returning to China, but for Yang Qianyu, when she stepped here again today, her mood is different.

No matter how unfeeling she said, after getting along these days, her attitude and opinion towards Feng Moyan had changed.

The two now get along more like old friends who have known each other for many years.

In addition, the children also have feelings for him, and when the family reunite, they are surrounded by a warm and happy atmosphere.

She no longer resisted stepping into his territory.

"There is an elevator in the villa, which is convenient for you to move around in a wheelchair. But you haven't recovered yet, try to run as little as possible, lie on the bed more, and call someone to do anything."

Yang Qianyu pushed him into the living room, carefully reminding him of the precautions.

Feng Moyan couldn't see it, but he had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He felt that returning here made him feel more at ease.

in case……

She and the kids could move in too, and that would be perfect.

"Thousands..."

"Ok?"

"Can you come in front of me?"

Yang Qianyu thought that he was not feeling well, so she immediately walked in front of him, "What's wrong? Is there any pain in your body?"

"No."

He raised his hand towards her.

When Yang Qianyu saw it, hesitation flickered across his eyes, but he was worried that he would pull the wound, so he had no choice but to catch his hand.

"what are you going to do?"

Feng Moyan held her hand, slowly clenched it tightly, his breathing was a little short, and he slowly lowered his arm.

The woman was held by him, and she had to take another step forward, her legs were close to the side of the wheelchair.

"What are you going to do? If you don't feel well, I'll take you back to your room and lie down."

"No, I'm fine..." He stroked the catkin in his palm, his movements were gentle and slow.

Although Yang Qianyu has taken care of him many times these days, and it has become natural to feed him personally, but the two of them have never held hands so intimately.

His obviously overstepping behavior immediately made the atmosphere between the two ambiguous.

"Feng Moyan... You, don't do this..." The living room was full of people looking at them.

"Qianqian...look here...it's so big, I live alone, it's too empty..."

"There are many people with you, not you alone."

"You know what I mean."

"..."

"Qianqian, you see, I have a bad temper. If you don't come to supervise me, I will definitely not be obedient, so I won't recover well."