Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Dinner was great.

Yang Qianyu hasn't cooked for a long time, and the children are all looking forward to it.

Before the dishes were all served, Xiao Zhou couldn't help but want to start eating, but was stopped by his brother: "Mom hasn't sat down yet, what are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting! Can't I see it?"

The elder brother was too lazy to expose him, but turned to his younger sister, "Sister, what do you want to eat? My elder brother will pick it up for you."

Xiao Zhou pouted: "Double-standard dog..."

Dundun, who was running around all over the floor and eager to eat, immediately raised his head and barked when he heard the word "dog", as if to say: Why did you call me?

Xiao Zhou glanced back at it, and said sullenly: "It's none of your business, this dog is not that dog."

Yang Qianyu came out with the last dish of soup, and Xiaoyu turned around and made a small report, "Mom, brother called me a dog."

"No, I didn't! I mean Dundun! Dundun is a dog! A real dog!"

Yang Qianyu was no stranger to the love and killing among the three of them, and she didn't want to pay any attention to the words, she just greeted: "Okay, let's serve dinner!"

Feng Moyan just returned from answering the phone.

The woman's gaze met his, and she asked tentatively: "Would you like... open a bottle of wine and have a drink or two, as a celebration?"

The reason why she lacked confidence was because she thought of how ugly she was after being drunk last night.

Sure enough, when Feng Moyan heard this, his expression was cramped and ambiguous, and he couldn't believe it: "You still want to drink? Could it be that you are addicted to last night's 'murder'?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I didn't think that after so many days of worrying, I could finally let go of my heart. Such a great thing should have been..." Before she finished speaking, she looked at the man's eyes and became more and more confident. He simply shook his hands and sat down, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

But Feng Moyan urged: "You can drink as much as you want, at worst, I will sacrifice it again. Anyway... my reputation as a guilty wife has already spread, and I don't care about suffering a little more."

Yang Qianyu turned to look at him, confused, "What reputation? Fear of guilt?"

Mr. Feng's eyes were teasing, and he asked back: "Did you forget what happened in that private restaurant yesterday? As soon as I entered, I took control of the audience, and I didn't even have a chance to talk. Zedu is stunned by you!"

"..." That scene...

"Don't think that I don't know that you did it on purpose yesterday. You ate with that little boy on purpose, and you kept it from me, for fear that I would make a fuss and get drunk on purpose."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

Well, sure enough, nothing can be hidden from him.

But it doesn't matter anymore, I escaped the quarrel last night, and today I will see the light of day - that drunken meal is worth it.

"Okay, okay, don't eat or sleep, let's eat quickly!" Guilty Qianqian didn't dare to answer these words, she scooped up a bowl of soup and put it in front of him, squinting fiercely.

Feng Moyan smiled, and didn't mean to settle accounts after the fall, but there are some words that should be reminded: "Since the courtyard house has been sold, we can only buy it back when we have money. But you and that little boy, there is no need to meet Alright."

Knowing that he was always jealous, Yang Qianyu put down the bowl and looked at him seriously: "I don't just accompany people to eat casually. Do you know why they bought a courtyard house?"

"why?"

"The founder of Wanzhuo, he is from Guzhen, and he knew my mother before his death."

Mentioning her mother, Yang Qianyu's face calmed down a bit, and a little confusion flashed in her eyes, "He said... buying the courtyard was just a thought, to make up for regrets...I guess, he told me Mom, is there something in the past?"

Feng Moyan was drinking soup, but upon hearing this, he gradually raised his head, his eyes a little serious, "You mean, that Chairman Zhuo...was in love with your mother?"

Qian Yu shook his head, "I don't know, I'm just guessing. Dr. Zhuo said that his father is going back to China soon, and maybe he will ask me to meet."

"When will I ask you out?"

Seeing his defensive face again, Yang Qianyu retorted angrily: "How would I know! He is a big man who manages a lot of things every day, who knows when he will be free!"

"Then when—"

Knowing what he was going to say, Yang Qianyu cut it off without waiting for him to speak: "Feng Moyan, I can't even have normal interpersonal relationships, can I? Have I asked you about your social gatherings at work and who you dine with?" ?”

Feng Moyan was rendered speechless by her question, paused, and said, "Of course I believe you."

"That's fine, don't worry, I won't cuckold you."

"..."

----

The noise lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, and the children finally fell asleep, and the whole world was quiet.

After Yang Qianyu took a bath, it was rare for her to put on the mask leisurely.

Feng Moyan was sitting in front of the computer and was busy, seeing her coming out of the bathroom with a dark face, he raised his eyes in fright, the light in his eyes was strange.

Seeing his reaction, Qianqian asked, "What's the matter, is it scary?"

"No..." Mr. Feng smiled, and his eyes fell back to the screen, "I just admire you women, all the dark things greet your faces..."

Qianqian took the mobile phone, leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, and said softly, "To resist the erosion of time."

"Don't worry, the years give you the most beautiful gifts. Last night, all the smelly men at the table were so fascinated by you that their eyes were straight!"

"That's right, I haven't made a big move yet."

Hearing what she said, Feng Moyan had no intention of working, and the wheelchair turned to the side of the bed.

I don't know why, "Why?"

"Promise me that you will not be allowed to trick those beauties outside, especially on the social occasion."

"..."

"Those stinky men, how are they worthy!"

Qianqian wanted to laugh, but considering the mask, she could only hold back: "Aren't you also a stinky man..."

"That's different, I'm your man."

"Okay, let's go!" She waved her away.

But Feng Moyan was reluctant to leave, sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and sighed faintly.

Qianqian was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I'm just happy and happy, I just want to keep looking at you like this..." Mr. Feng stroked her hand until she couldn't even look at her phone, and confessed affectionately.

Yang Qianyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm wearing a mask, so you can't see my face."

Ignoring her joke, Feng Moyan continued: "Qianqian, I'm so lucky. I thought I'd lost you a long time ago, but I didn't expect... God has treated me so well that I can get it back. You don't know, last night you The story of accompanying me on social occasions spread, and how many people envied me... Thank you for everything you have done for me. I swear, I will never do anything to make you sad again in this life, and I will never let you leave me again. "

Yang Qianyu couldn't stand his affectionate appearance, and deliberately comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. I'm helping you this time, and I'm buying people's hearts. See if you are grateful to me now, is it for the rest of your life? You all feel indebted to me? That's right! From now on, I can order you around."