Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

On the first day of Yang Qianyu's business trip, the three little ones came directly to Yuyuan after school.

Feng Moyan was lying on the bed, and vaguely heard the children's laughter from downstairs, and he was eagerly looking forward to it.

On this day, he saw Aunt Rong, the housekeeper, A Quan, his personal bodyguard, and the nurse who took care of his daily life, but he hadn't seen the children yet.

Although with his and Qianqian's good looks, the children's appearance is definitely not bad, but whether they look more like their father or their mother, I am always curious in my heart.

Also, knowing I have three kids is a different feeling than seeing them in person.

The noise of laughter was getting closer and closer. Apparently, the children had gone upstairs and were walking and running, stepping on the wooden floor of the corridor, making a lot of noise.

The door panel was pushed open and hit the wall, and the children's voices reached my ears all at once.

"Father, Xixi is here to accompany you!"

"Dad, the lion's head in the kindergarten is delicious at noon today. Can the cook at home know how to make it?"

"I said that my chef uncle can do everything!"

"Then you have to make it as delicious as the one in the kindergarten!"

"It will definitely taste better than the kindergarten ones!"

As soon as she returned to Yuyuan, Xixi had the aura of a little master, talked more, and was more confident, with a sense of superiority in her speech.

Feng Moyan was still looking in the direction of the source of the voice as usual.

It's just that today's him has a little more jump and excitement in his eyes.

The daughter has delicate facial features and picturesque eyebrows, she is a complete replica of Qianqian when she was a child.

The son who rushed to the front couldn't leave his mouth to eat, and he seemed to be the second child who loves to eat, Xiao Zhou.

Sure enough, he has a thick head and a big head, and his facial features are a combination of his and Qianqian's characteristics. Anyway, he just looks handsome.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the eldest son who was walking at the end. He frowned slightly, with a fatherly look on his face: "Brother, why don't you see him talking?"

Only then did Xiaoyu speak, "Dad..."

"What's the matter, aren't you happy?" He looked at his eldest son and asked in a low voice—it turned out that the eldest son was the one who resembled him the most, with deep eyebrows, a high nose, and even a calm and steady demeanor.

Gong Beize said before that he had seen this child several times, but he did not recognize him, nor did he have any doubts.

Feng Moyan found it incredible, was he so blind before?

If he could remember the past, he would definitely be more annoyed and embarrassed.

He was more than blind. He once said to his precious daughter in front of the eldest son in the amusement park, "Did you hear? His father is a fool. He wants to make money to see his father's doctor."

Amnesia is obviously not a good thing, but for Mr. Feng at a certain moment, it is definitely a benefit.

Xiaoyu heard his father's concern, and then stepped forward. Zhou Zhengjunxiu's face was full of worry: "It's nothing, I just miss my mother, and my mother will definitely miss us when she is separated from us."

Sure enough, the eldest son is precocious and sensible, and will worry about it.

The elder brother's words immediately brought the younger brothers and sisters into the yearning for their mother.

"I miss my mother too."

"Dad, let's call Mom."

"But Mom said there was a time difference between Zurich and us! Could Mom be sleeping?"

"What is jet lag?"

Xiaozhou and Xixi are still discussing each other, while on the other side, the elder brother has already dialed the phone in silence.

While waiting for the connection, he looked at his younger siblings with disgust and said, "I don't believe you are stupid. Zurich is seven hours behind us, and it's noon over there."

Feng Moyan was secretly surprised, the eldest son is so smart?You know jet lag at such a young age!

He didn't know that this eldest son was still a computer genius.

When he helped his mother conceal her identity, he contributed a lot.

There was a "beep" in the microphone, and for a while, no one answered.

"Mom didn't answer..." The little guy was a little lonely, and at the same time worried about his mother.

Only then did Feng Moyan say: "Long-distance flight, maybe mom has just landed and is still busy. When she settles down, she will come back to us."

Aunt Rong walked in, holding snacks and a fruit plate in her hands, "Baby, eat something first, and go down to eat later."

Although there is afternoon tea in the kindergarten, there are no snacks after all. The children are indeed hungry, and immediately eat happily.

A green fruit rolled to the ground, Xixi picked it up, her delicate brows frowned, and she turned to look at the person on the bed: "Dad, eat some fruit!"

After the words fell, without waiting for the man to respond, he stuffed Qingti into Dad's mouth.

Feng Moyan reacted immediately!

This... everyone said that the daughter is a little padded jacket, but this little padded jacket... leaks air!

Seeing it with his own eyes, Xiao Zhou stared slightly, "Sister, why..."

"Eat yours!" Before he could finish speaking, Xixi stuffed a cookie into the second brother's mouth.

However, the little girl obviously knew that what she did was wrong, so she took another cookie to "atone" for the behavior just now: "Dad, eat a cookie."

Xiaoyu looked at all this with a bit... dumbfounded expression.

"Father, when will your eyes heal?" Xiaoyu asked worriedly.

My sister is such a thief, and he and my brother can't expose it, otherwise she will definitely get angry again and ignore them.

But my father couldn't see it, and being bullied by my sister like this is... very pitiful.

So, I can only pray that my father's eyes will get better soon.

Feng Moyan didn't expect the eldest son to ask this suddenly, and panicked, thinking that the eldest son had seen a flaw.

"This... Dad doesn't know, maybe soon."

Xiaoyu approached him again, and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Dad, can't you see even a little light?"

"Well... But I can feel your hand swaying in front of my eyes just now, because of the wind."

"Oh……"

While eating, Xiao Zhou listened to the conversation between his brother and his father, and said sympathetically, "Dad is so pitiful, we are so cute, and Dad can't see it."

On Xixi's side, another winter jujube rolled away. When she picked it up and was about to skillfully feed it to her father again, Xiao Zhou stopped her.

"Give it to me, you won't get sick if you don't do anything clean, do you understand?"

Xixi watched the second elder brother snatch the jujube and bite it open, she was stunned for a second, and said innocently: "But before... things fell on the ground, daddy ate them..."

Feng Moyan: "..."

No wonder the little girl is so skillful in feeding - it turns out that he is just a trash can!

"It seems that Dad loved you very much before." Someone could only spit out this sentence.

"Well! Dad is the person who loves me the most in this world, but now that I have a mother, my mother is also the person who loves me the most."

Although Feng Moyan had no memory of the past, he was still a little "careful" when he heard this.

It is said that this girl was brought up by him as a father and a mother through hard work.

In her mind, shouldn't her father be number one?

From her point of view, it seems that mother is about to catch up?

"Xixi, who loves you more, father or mother?"

Xixi hopped to the edge of the bed and sat, dangling her two calves, thinking seriously: "Well... they all love each other the same."

Feng Moyan smiled, he was a clever little ghost, but he was a master of Duan Shui.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly, and Xiaoyu was startled: "It must be from Mom!" So he connected immediately, "Hello, Mom!"

"Boy, I'm not your mother, I'm your uncle Gong." On the other end of the phone, Gong Beize said with a smile.

Xiaoyu had an oolong, his face was a little embarrassed, and he immediately handed the microphone of the wireless landline to the person lying on the bed: "Dad, it's that Uncle Gong."

Feng Moyan was enjoying the family happiness with his son and daughter around his knees, when he took the microphone, he was obviously dissatisfied, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, Wang Cheng and I just left the company and are going to go to Yuyuan for dinner, so let me tell you."

"You don't have money to eat?"

"Yes! But I'm not... Entrusted by others, it's a matter of loyalty."

"What do you mean?"

Gong Beize dragged his tune and said: "Someone called me yesterday and asked me to visit you at home if I'm free or not in the next few days. I'm afraid that you will be irritable and unpredictable. Aunt Rong and the others may not be able to deal with you." , What happened again?"

Mr. Feng heard the overtones, the coldness on his face faded a bit, and there was a bit of surprise and surprise in his words: "Qianqian called you specially to tell you these things?"

"What else? Do you think I like to stick my hot face on your cold butt?"

Thinking that Qianqian cared so much about him, Mr. Feng felt a lot of satisfaction, and thinking that his eyes could see again, he wanted to see this buddy and his personal assistant, so he let go: "Then you all come here."

"Tch!" Young Master Gong was extremely dissatisfied and hung up the phone.

Since there was a guest, Feng Moyan asked the nurse and Ah Quan to help him up, and went up and down the stairs in a wheelchair.

When the meal was ready, Gong Beize and Wang Cheng just arrived.

His memory stays in his teens, but Gong Beize's face has matured a lot.

The special assistant named Wang Cheng is gentle, tall and thin, and looks very smart and capable.

"Hey, you came down to accompany us to have dinner in person?" Gong Beize deliberately teased him when he saw him, "It seems that in the name of Qianyu, the treatment is different."

When Feng Moyan heard this, his face darkened suddenly: "What do you mean? Didn't she ask you to come and see me?"

Gong Beize looked at his reaction and deliberately asked: "If I say no, will you just throw us out?"

"..." Feng Moyan didn't speak, but his mood dropped a lot in an instant, and his face froze.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It was Qian Yu who told me. If you don't believe me, you can call her and ask her."

Knowing that he was being tricked, Feng Moyan spat out the word "boring" and called the children to sit down and eat.

When Gong Beize came over, he actually had business matters to discuss, Feng Mo said that he was not in a good mood, and only occasionally gave opinions.

After the meal was over, when he was about to issue the order to evict the guests, Wang Cheng looked at him and said in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, there is something... although you don't remember it, but I think... I still have to ask you what it means."

"Business?"

"No, private matter, you asked me to do it before the accident."

Seeing that Feng Moyan didn't speak, and looked like he was waiting for the next sentence, Wang Cheng continued: "Before, you asked me to find a writer, you met that writer, and told her the story of you and your wife , let her write a novel——now, that novel is still in serialization period, and it has become popular, and my wife knows about it, and wants the author to delete the novel, but they don't agree..."