Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

At this time, it was late at night in the country.

Feng Moyan was sitting in a wheelchair, waiting outside the ward.

Xu Hong was admitted to the hospital due to illness, and as soon as he got the news, he rushed over immediately.

But Feng Zhenting was angry and refused to see him, nor let him enter Xu Hong's ward.

After waiting for almost an hour, the door of the ward was still not opened.

Aunt Rong and Ah Quan were by her side, both of them were anxious.

"Sir, you can't take it anymore, or... let's go back first, and we'll come over to visit the old lady tomorrow after her anger subsides." Aunt Rong tried her best to persuade her in a low voice.

But Feng Moyan didn't move, his face was dark and difficult to distinguish, and the brows were full of gloom, as if he was angry, but also seemed indifferent.

Seeing that he was silent, Aunt Rong didn't dare to say more, she waited for a while, then silently retreated to the side.

Around midnight, his body obviously couldn't hold it anymore, and his spine, which was originally sitting upright, was bent and leaned against the back of the chair.

If the wheelchair that Gong Beize had customized for him was not comfortable enough, he would have passed out from exhaustion.

Finally, the door of the ward opened and Feng Zhenting came out.

Feng Moyan raised his head and "looked" in the direction of the voice.

Even Feng Zhenting and his wife didn't know about the recovery of his eyesight.

And now they don't care about whether their son's health is getting better, they are only angry, sad, annoyed, and even regret that they gave birth to such an unfilial son!

"What are you doing here? Do you think your mother is not angry enough? Do you want her to go to the emergency room again?" Feng Zhenting gave his son a cold look, and his mouth was scolding and mocking.

Looking at his father, Feng Moyan felt a little complicated.

In my memory, my father was still in his prime, but looking at him now, he was old and his temples were graying.

As a son of man, he is indeed somewhat unfilial.

But what he couldn't understand was why his parents took face and identity so seriously.

Obviously they were wrong, why they refused to bow their heads and apologize to Qianqian.

When did this prejudice and hatred become so deeply ingrained that it cannot be eliminated!

"I didn't want to be mad at you, and I didn't plan to keep this matter from you all the time, but you haven't come here recently, so I didn't mention it."

The "this matter" in his mouth refers to the matter of transferring all the properties under his name to Qianqian's name.

Because of his health, he entrusted lawyer Zhou with full authority to handle the case. Somehow, he leaked the news and his family found out.

In the afternoon, my mother went to Yuyuan, questioned, reprimanded, scolded, and finally forced him to take back the property, but he naturally refused, so the mother and son broke up.

In the evening, I received a call from Shiwen, saying that my mother was hospitalized and was being treated for emergency treatment.

He didn't think he was at fault, but his mother was mad at him, and she had to "plead guilty" both emotionally and rationally.

"No secrets? All the formalities have been completed and we still don't know anything about it. Aren't you hiding it?! Feng Moyan, what are you pretending to be in your head? It's just a woman, it makes you lose your mind and be insane upside down?!"

Feng Zhenting's heart is also not good. After questioning loudly, his face flushed obviously, and he pressed his hand on his chest to pant.

Ah Quan and Aunt Rong watched from the side, both sweating secretly.

"And that Yang Qianyu...I really underestimated you. Over the years, she used to control you to death, and now she is even more so! She looks soft and weak, harmless to livestock, but her methods are more powerful than anyone else! She hangs you up on purpose and threatens you with three children, and you still fall for it obediently! If you listen to us and take back the custody of the children, see how she can manipulate you!"

Feng Moyan listened to his father's usual slanderous words, his handsome face was cold, his deep eyes filled with dark hostility, and he said in a low voice: "I was so confused and hurt because I was not handled enough by her back then. she."

Otherwise, there would not be the current situation.

Feng Zhenting rolled his eyes, hearing his son's words, his heart hurt even more.

"You——you are simply... hopeless!" He turned to go back to his room, but felt unwilling, and scolded back, "If you don't get your property back, you should stop being a member of the Feng family! I, Feng Zhenting, would rather end my children and grandchildren. , and don’t want an unfilial son like you!”

The door of the ward slammed shut, and the corridor fell into silence.

Feng Moyan sat there a little listlessly, and after a while, he moved his hand, "Go back."

Ah Quan hurried up, "Yes, Mr. Feng."

Aunt Rong pulled up the blanket that had slipped a little from his lap, covered it up, and sighed helplessly.

As soon as he got back to the car, Ah Quan's cell phone rang.

He took it out and took a look, his eyes darkened, "President Feng, it's my wife calling."

The man reaches out.

Ah Quan answered the call and handed the phone to him.

"Ah Quan, are you asleep? I called Feng Moyan and no one answered, hurry up..."

"Qianqian..." Feng Moyan interrupted the woman's tense and anxious voice before it settled down.

Yang Qianyu was startled, "Feng Moyan? Where are you? Why don't you answer the phone? Is something wrong?"

"In the middle of the night, of course I'm sleeping, and it's normal if I can't hear the phone ringing... Why, I'm anxious when the phone doesn't work for a while, and you say you don't have me in your heart?"

Feng Moyan wasn't sure if Yang Qianyu already knew about this, subconsciously wanted to put it off, and deliberately teased it.

I blame myself for this.

Without knowing it, she was fooled into signing by him.

Originally, I wanted to show my loyalty, I wanted to put myself in her name, so that she would not be able to get rid of me no matter what in the future—but who knows, it was self-defeating, and now my family knew that she was bewitching me and deceiving myself property.

He was somewhat guilty, so Feng Moyan hoped that she would not know about this matter, and wanted to settle the family before she returned to China.

But he didn't know that Feng Shiwen had already contacted Yang Qianyu immediately, cursing and cursing.

Listening to him talking about him, Yang Qianyu became more and more determined that something happened on his side, too lazy to go around in circles, and cut straight to the point: "Is the agreement you asked me to sign that day a fraud?"

The smile on the man's face froze, his brows and eyes froze.

When he was silent, Yang Qianyu understood, and sneered angrily: "Feng Moyan, I knew...you, you just—"

"Qianqian, I'm sorry, I really didn't think carefully about this matter."

Now that he was exposed, he immediately apologized, as if to comfort a woman.

But as soon as Yang Qianyu heard him apologize in such a sloppy way, she knew that this matter was more serious than she imagined!

"Feng Shiwen said that you gave me all the properties under your name. What's going on? I had a rough look at the agreement at the time, and it was only for the children. Could it be that all of your property in Feng Moyan is only about a billion? "

The guilty Mr. Feng was still stubbornly resisting, without saying a word.

"Feng Moyan! Do you have to force me to leave again!"

Hearing this, the man panicked suddenly, and his expression also fluctuated, "Qianqian, I... I asked the lawyer to withdraw a few copies of the agreement in advance."

Outside the ocean, Yang Qianyu rested her forehead with one hand, closed her eyes deeply, and was so angry that her heart, liver and lungs ached.

She never thought that this guy would plot against her!

"So, all the property under your name is now in my name?"

Hearing that her voice was unsteady with anger, Feng Moyan panicked: "... almost..."

"Feng Moyan." Angry to the extreme, Yang Qianyu calmed down a bit, but her tone was dark and stern, with a kind of heartbroken determination, "Do you know that this kind of wishful thinking dedication and dedication is very important to me?" It doesn’t move you at all, it just embarrasses and frightens me?”

Feng Moyan knew what she meant, but said almost sincerely: "Everything is voluntary by me, you can accept it calmly. Of course, if you want to give me something in return, I am also very happy."

For example, treat him better and spend more time with him every day.

She laughed angrily, "You know this is kidnapping!"

"Well, kidnapping in the name of love."

"..." Yang Qianyu didn't know how to respond to his whispering frankness.

In the eyes of outsiders, they will definitely think that she is ignorant of good and evil.

This man, even though he was in such a miserable situation, still tried his best to treat her well.

Without blinking an eye, he forced her to accept a huge sum of [-] million yuan, which helped her gain full control over Venus.

Again, in an understatement, she transferred more than one billion yuan of assets to her name, calling it: child support.

That's fine - she didn't realize until today that what he gave was far more than that.

He actually tampered with the agreement and gave her all his assets...

Yang Qianyu held the phone, her heart was in a mess.

There are tens of thousands of scumbags in this world, and the degrees and methods of scumbags are even more varied, but no scumbag has ever tried his best to give all his property to his ex-wife, or tried his best to force the other party to accept it.

If she says that Feng Moyan is a scumbag again, I'm afraid God will not accept it.

This wave of whitewashing, I have to say, Mr. Feng is very courageous.

"Forget it, when I return to China, I will return everything to you. I have hands and feet, and I can earn money to support myself and my children. It's not mine, and I don't take any of it."

"Qianqian, you have to take what I gave you. I seal Moyan that I will never take back what I give, whether it is money or sincerity."

"you--"

"Qianqian, it's late at night here. Although I really want to hear your voice more, I'm really tired now. Let's talk tomorrow?" Her words were sluggish and tired.

But the real reason is that he really didn't think of a way to appease this woman, so he escaped temporarily.

Yang Qianyu also knew that he was guilty and wanted to escape, but it was also true that it was early morning in China.

So, let him go.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Moyan could barely hold his weak phone.

Ah Quan was full of worry, "Mr. Feng, how are you doing? Do you want the family doctor to come over?"

"No, it's fine."

What he is suffering now is not physical discomfort, but how to solve this mess of headaches.

If the woman returns to the country and insists on returning all these things, how can he persuade her?

The dignified Feng Moyan, who has been famous for 30 years, has nowhere to go even if he wants to please a woman, how ironic!

That woman, why don't you eat oil and salt?

She is obviously not that cruel and unfeeling to herself, but why does she want to draw a clear line with him?

and at home...

When will they let go of prejudice and hatred?When can he and Qianqian be fulfilled?

At both ends of the balance, one after another, there was a stalemate. Feng Moyan, who had always been in control of the overall situation, suffered unprecedented setbacks.