Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

When Yang Qianyu was driving to the cemetery, she received a call from Feng Moyan.

She put on the bluetooth headset, slightly surprised, "You haven't rested yet?"

"Let you take care of the matter and tell me. You haven't heard from me all this time. I'm afraid you'll run into some trouble." Feng Moyan explained, and then asked concerned, "Have the company's affairs been dealt with?"

"Hmm..." She was depressed and didn't want to say more.

Feng Moyan recognized the words, and his tone added a bit of worry, "What's the matter? It doesn't sound happy."

"No, I'm driving. I have something to do. By the way, I won't go to the hospital at night. I'll go home when I'm done. You obediently listen to the doctor and take care of yourself."

When she got into the car, she saw in the rearview mirror that Yang Guohua had made a mark on the left side of her face with a file folder. The red mark probably wouldn't disappear today.

She didn't want to go to the hospital and be spotted by Feng Moyan.

Even though the relationship between the two was back to the past, even much closer than when they were married for three years, she didn't want to show her miserable side to this person.

Everyone has scars in their hearts, no matter who they uncover, it is bloody pain.

She wants to digest on her own.

What's more, with Feng Moyan's current state, taking good care of his body is the most important thing.

Let him know about this, and if you care about it, you will be confused, and you are not sure what will happen again.

"Okay, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, just pick me up tomorrow if you're free."

She was surprised, "You will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow? Are your injuries healed? The doctor agreed?"

"The injury is healing slowly, and it's the same when you leave the hospital and go back to lie down."

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu continued to drive quietly, her face lightened slightly, and her brows were filled with unresolved irritability.

To some extent, she and Feng Moyan are really a "perfect match".

She had always thought that Xu Hong and Feng Zhenting were wonderful parents, but now that she thought about it, they were all insignificant in front of Yang Guohua.

Moreover, it is not that they do not love their children.

They just hope to control their children and hope that their children will obey their arrangements.

And what about Yang Guohua?

He's the kind of person who doesn't love anyone but himself.

Everything they say and do is based on their own interests. For their own selfish desires, their wives, children, and family can all be used or discarded.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sneer.

In fact, I have to thank Yang Guohua.

With him as a comparison, she actually felt that the weird former in-laws were not so hateful—it was just pity for the world's parents.

In the hospital, Feng Moyan put down his phone, frowning slightly.

It's too obvious that Qianqian is hiding something from her.

According to his past habits, he would definitely find someone to investigate and follow up at the first time - but thinking about this noon, he only promised Qianqian to give her space and freedom.

If she didn't want to say it, there was a reason why she didn't want to say it.

His forcible intervention will only make her more unhappy.

After thinking about it, he gave up the idea, but still made a phone call.

Yang Qianyu had just arrived at the cemetery when her cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was a call from her best friend, she connected, "Hello, Fei Fei."

"What are you busy with? There is no news for several days."

She sighed: "It's quite a lot."

"Why are you sighing, Feng Moyan made you angry again?"

"No, I'm fine with him."

"Then... the three little ones made you angry?"

"nor……"

"What else can happen? The company is in trouble?"

Hearing her probing every sentence, Yang Qianyu suddenly thought of something, and smiled lightly: "Did Feng Moyan ask you to call me?"

"Uh——" Fisher groaned, and smiled, "You two really understand each other, it seems that you really have a soul-to-heart connection."

Fisher's phone call was indeed made by Feng Moyan.

Said that Qianqian seemed unhappy, he asked what was wrong but refused to say, thinking that there might be everything to talk about between girlfriends - so he asked Fisher to call and ask, if there is anything unhappy, please comfort and enlighten me.

Thinking of Feng Moyan's temper that would take the initiative to ask for help, she felt inexplicably warmed up, "I'm fine, but I haven't been to the cemetery for a long time, come and see my mother and grandparents."

"Oh, that's it, then it's good that you're fine. But it's so cold today, don't stay in the cemetery for too long, or you'll be in trouble if you catch a cold."

"Well, I know, hang up first."

Fisher took the news to reply to Feng Moyan.

"I definitely didn't think of it suddenly. It should be something that happened to make her remember." Feng Moyan said to the point, and asked Fisher again, "Didn't you become a shareholder of Venus? Won't you go to the company to show your face?"

"I...seldom go—hehe, I'm so relieved of Qianqian, it doesn't make any difference whether I go or not."

"In the future, you will often go around. If there are any difficult things in the company, you can tell me directly."

Feng Moyan thought, this wouldn't count as someone spying on her and restricting her freedom, right?

Fisher was surprised, "You...you mean, let me be your eyeliner? If Qianqian finds out about this, she will blame me!"

"Then you say you were threatened by me."

"Okay..." Fisher agreed, and said with satisfaction, "Seeing that you are wholehearted and devoted to Qianqian now, I am relieved. But by the way, when will you two remarry? Although it is just a piece of paper , but it can give you the status of the president's name."

Fisher said this because she knew very well that her best friend definitely didn't care about that agreement.

But Mr. Feng is the opposite.

He is so jealous and possessive, he must have dreamed of moving the identities of the two into one book.

Feng Moyan had indeed thought about this problem a long time ago, but he was dragged down by his body.

"Thank you for your concern, I will arrange it as soon as possible."

"Okay, then wait for your good news."

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Yang Qianyu stayed in the cemetery for a while, then drove to the ancient town.

She thought that the courtyard house had collapsed long ago, but when she got to the place to take a look, she realized that the courtyard was well protected and there were still people living in it.

a family of three.

She inquired with her neighbors and learned that there seemed to be no male owner in this family.

It is a pair of mother and daughter, with a little boy, the little boy calls the mother and daughter mother and grandmother.

This is strange—there are three generations of people living here, but none of them are male?

She wanted to go in and ask, but she gave up after thinking about it.

Let's find a way to investigate first.

She had an inexplicable intuition that the people living inside were probably related to Yang Guohua.

The phone rang, it was Yuyuan's call, and he didn't need to answer it to know that it was the children.

"Well, mom will get off work right away, but there is a traffic jam on the road, you can eat first, you don't have to wait for mom." From the ancient town back to downtown Jiangcheng, it takes one and a half hours without traffic jams, and two hours in traffic jams. She can't accompany the children Have a meal.

Back in the car, she took out the makeup box to cover up the red marks on her face, and pulled out her hair to cover it, so the little ones shouldn't notice it.

When approaching Yuyuan, Gong Beize called again.

"Young Master, what's the matter?"

"Qianyu... You must never have imagined that someone asked me about you just now."

Gong Beize spoke out of control, which made Yang Qianyu startled again, thinking to himself, could today's troubles not be over yet?

"Who?"

"Your former rival in love."

She frowned, not understanding, "Can you speak human language?"

"Oh! It's that bastard! She likes Kane, Betty! She called me just now and asked if you were in an air crash a while ago, if you're okay, and if you're back home."

Betty?

Yang Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief, but her focus was a bit off, "When did you and her get along so well?"

"No, she couldn't find you and wanted to know your situation, so she called me."

"If you don't know each other well, she will have your call?"

"This..." Gong Beize smiled, and said angrily, "Isn't it thanks to you two? Mo Yan didn't know how much he paid to save you. Although the European projects can make money, almost everyone I have to fly there every month. He looks like this now. Doesn’t all the hard work fall on my head? I used to fly before. I'm afraid - you two are better now, the husband and wife are deeply in love, and the honey is mixed with oil, but it's hard for me!"

Yang Qianyu was just asking casually, but he was also a chatterbox.

After hearing his ramblings, Yang Qianyu felt a little guilty, and said with a smile: "Who told you to make bad friends by mistake, you should!"

Gong Shao was annoyed, "Hey you two... you two share the same mouth, right?"

What Gong Beize meant was that their venomous tongues were exactly the same.

But when Yang Qianyu heard this, what came to her mind was Feng Moyan's insatiable kiss, so she didn't respond.

"Forget it, I'll just tell you, that foreign girl asked me for your phone number, and I gave it to her. She will probably find you."

Before he could finish speaking, another incoming call was displayed on the car screen, and it was from an overseas number.

"She has already called." Yang Qianyu frowned and complained, "Really! Why did you give her my call, I have nothing to do with her."

"Okay, then let's talk! Who told you man to enslave me all day long and even stimulate me! If I don't make trouble for you, it's hard to balance my heart!"

Yang Qianyu switched the call and switched to English.

Betty smiled: "You know I'm going to call?"

"Gong Beize just called me, and you called before I finished speaking." Yang Qianyu used to repel Betty, thinking that she was a spoiled girl, not like someone like Yang Caiyue. belong to the same class.

But the last time I saw her in Zurich, perhaps because of the change in their identities and positions, she actually thought that this girl who was a few years younger than herself was quite cute.

Straightforward, simple and straightforward, but also stupid and rich.

"Don't blame him, I forced him to send me your phone number. I heard from Kane that you were in a plane crash and wanted to care about you, but I couldn't find you."

Yang Qianyu smiled, focused on driving, and said bluntly: "Miss Betty, we don't know each other well, thank you for your concern."

"We are friends, we should care about each other."

friend?

Yang Qianyu curled her lips again, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the young lady's gourd.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Betty asked again: "Do you look down on me and don't want to be friends with me?"

despise?She didn't dare, it's just that the two of them are really not the same way.

"No, Miss Betty is thinking too much."

"You don't need to deny it. I know that you are beautiful and capable. You must look down on people like me who live by family aura. You think I have nothing but money."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

She really doesn't understand, this super rich second generation who has nothing but money, oh no, she should be the fourth or fifth generation rich, right?

In short, it is this kind of top rich daughter, how could she suddenly have something to do with him?

Could it be that the courtship of Kane was unsuccessful, and his heart was hit hard, and his personality changed?Or a sexual orientation change?

Yang Qianyu couldn't figure it out.

What made her even more depressed was that she had made it clear that she was driving, thank her for her concern, and hang up if nothing happened—but the eldest lady still treated her like a confidant sister, nagging her non-stop.

It wasn't until she returned to Yuyuan, parked the car, and had to say again that she was going to hang up, that the other side finally let go: "Well, we will talk when you are free."

After hanging up the phone, she shook her head helplessly.

I thought the phrase "Let's talk when I have time" was just a polite remark—but Yang Qianyu never dreamed that two days later, Betty herself would parachute into Jiangcheng and interview Venus with her resume!

----

Early the next morning, Yang Qianyu followed Ah Quan to send the children to the kindergarten first, and then went to the hospital to pick up Feng Moyan and leave the hospital.

The red marks on her face have not completely disappeared, but she has put on makeup and concealed it with concealer, and her hair hangs down on her shoulders, which can almost block it.

But I don't want to, let Feng Moyan see it at a glance.

"What's wrong with your face?" He tilted his head slightly, staring at the woman's left side of his face, his face became more serious in an instant.

"It's nothing. It's a happy event to think that you're going to be discharged from the hospital. I specially dressed up to pick you up—but are you satisfied?" Yang Qianyu smiled gently, raised her hands and made a cute gesture .

The man stared at her and spit out two words: "Come here."

"what?"

"It's too far away from me, I don't like it."

"..." She rolled her eyes, but still stepped forward.

The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her down.

"Feng Moyan, what are you doing—ah! It hurts!" She was about to question her face, but this man touched her face with his hands, and even scratched the red marks on her face.

"Who hit it?" After confirming his guess, Feng Moyan's expression was not as simple as serious and stern.

"..." Yang Qianyu broke free from her hand, brushed her hair and continued to cover her face.

"Did you say it yourself, or should I ask someone to investigate?" Seeing her silence, Feng Moyan's displeasure became more obvious.

You know, she must have been in big trouble yesterday.

However, Yang Caiyue's mother and daughter have been imprisoned, and her company is operating normally. There should be no enemies.Still hitting her?

After thinking for a while, Feng Moyan suddenly thought of his younger sister who appeared in the hospital yesterday, and his expression became heavy: "Is it my parents? Or Shiwen?"

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Yang Qianyu had no choice but to tell the truth: "None, it's Yang Guohua, my animal-like father."

Feng Moyan was taken aback, "What did he ask you for? Why did he beat you?"

"He wanted to sell a set of properties owned by my grandparents, and he needed me to sign an agreement. I didn't agree, so he just messed around in my office."

"Bastard! I'll have someone teach him a lesson!" Feng Moyan had a murderous look on his face, and he was about to make a call after taking out his phone.