Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Human nature. Besides, I always feel that that little white face has thoughts about you. If you go to meet them alone, I'm still more or less worried."

Yang Qianyu suddenly snatched his bowl.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Feng was taken aback, holding only the spoon in his hand, he looked at her puzzled.

Qianqian said angrily: "The soup you drink is made by the little boy in your mouth who let others cook it in the kitchen! They are all for you, but you are lucky, you are still a villain!"

Feng Moyan was taken aback, and Mo raised his eyebrows slightly: "He asked you to bring this soup?"

"Yes! He is your chief surgeon, and he knows best what you should eat now."

But when Mr. Feng learned the truth, he lost the appetite to continue drinking soup, and muttered, "There are so many restaurants, why do you insist on accepting others' favors?"

"I'm going to take it! Don't be awkward with me, here, drink it all, don't leave a drop! Otherwise, I'll squeeze my mouth and pour it in!" Yang Qianyu is also fickle. After a while, he stuffed the bowl again, forcing him to drink it all.

Poor Mr. Feng, he is now a solid wife and slave, how dare he say "no".

"What did you talk about when you met? That Director Zhuo really has a lot to do with your mother?" Feng Moyan was jealous, but he still had to care about serious things.

But when Yang Qianyu heard this, she sighed and her shoulders drooped.

"What's wrong? Didn't you have a good chat?"

She shook her head, "Uncle Zhuo is a very nice person, but I think it's a pity that my mother's life is a pity..."

"Uncle Zhuo?" Feng Moyan's calm face just now became turbulent again, "You two only met once, and the relationship is so close?"

Yang Qian raised his hand in a tone and almost knocked over the bowl in his hand, "Can you hear the point? He fell in love with my mother, and he still remembers it in his heart after decades. Seeing me, he naturally feels complicated , what's wrong with treating me as a junior?"

"He was really in love with your mother? Then why did they separate? Besides, he has never appeared for so many years. Why did he suddenly appear now?"

Yang Qianyu recounted the conversation he had with Zhuo's father and son in the afternoon.

When he heard that Zhuo Yilin was not Zhuo Yueluan's biological son, Feng Moyan was also taken aback, "Isn't he Zhuo Yueluan's biological son? Does Zhuo Yueluan have any children of his own?"

"I don't know, where is it easy to ask such a question."

"I'll ask someone to check later."

"Don't!" Yang Qianyu quickly stopped his thoughts, "What are you looking for about his privacy? Since there is no information about him in the public information online, it means that he doesn't want the outside world to pay attention to his private life."

Feng Moyan didn't speak.

Yang Qianyu was afraid that he would go to investigate secretly, so he pinched him again and warned him: "You can't investigate, do you hear? With his morality, I think you will definitely be noticed by sending someone to investigate. At that time, they will still Thinking that I asked you to investigate secretly, how impolite!"

The corners of Feng Moyan's mouth twitched in pain, and he replied angrily: "Got it! Dare I not listen to your words?"

"Best!"

Yang Qianyu sighed again, and said longingly: "If they didn't miss each other, it would be great if my mother waited for him to come back! Then I wouldn't be born in the Yang family's environment, and my mother might not I will die of depression at a young age, and I will not be reduced to being bullied by my stepmother and stepsister..."

After Feng Moyan finished his soup, he heard the words and continued: "And if they didn't miss it, you are now the daughter of the top rich man, and you will never end up enjoying the glory and wealth in your life, right?"

The woman rolled her eyes, reached out and pinched again, "What's going on with you today, every word you say is sarcasm!"

"The truth!" Feng Moyan hid his arms and hid, and said sourly, "But in that case, we would never meet each other, and you wouldn't give birth to three treasures, brothers and sisters that everyone loves—so , I have my own arrangements in the dark, there is nothing to regret, different lives have different scenery, you will never know which road is the most comfortable and smooth."

"Yes, you are boasting yourself in a roundabout way! You really think you are so perfect, as if I have suffered a big loss if I can't meet you!"

"Why, isn't your husband perfect enough?"

"Oh, have you forgotten all about the bastard things you did?"

"..." Well, Mr. Feng knew he was wrong, so he kept silent.

After tidying up the bowls and spoons, Yang Qianyu was going to send a video to Aunt Rong to chat with the children.

But Feng Moyan said: "Go back, it's not good to sleep here."

"But you just finished the operation, how can you do it alone at night?"

"Isn't there a nurse here?"

"Can……"

The man insisted: "It's okay, you can go back and bring me breakfast tomorrow."

Yang Qianyu misses the children, school starts the day after tomorrow, and she hasn't spent much time with them during this holiday.

"Then I'll go back and come over early tomorrow. If you have anything to do, go to the doctor or nurse. Don't hold back."

"know."

The eyes of the two met, Yang Qianyu pursed her lips and smiled shyly. Before Mr. Feng could speak, she took the initiative to step forward, bent down and kissed him.

Mr. Feng enjoys such benefits very much.

When she raised her head and left, he reluctantly left the pillow and chased after her, before lying down again with a smile.

"Let's go!"

"Drive carefully and tell me when you get home."

After Yang Qianyu left, the smile and tenderness on Feng Moyan's face quickly disappeared.

Take the phone, miss the call, WeChat message is a bunch.

He deliberately turned the volume down before Yang Qianyu came back.

He went through WeChat first before he called Wang Cheng.

"How's the situation?"

Wang Chengdao: "The old man has already communicated with the project executives there when he arrived in City S, and is trying to find a way. The police are also actively investigating and recovering tens of millions of funds that have not yet left the country, but due to procedural problems, currently It cannot be transferred to the company's account immediately."

Tens of millions, a drop in the bucket for a project with such a big hole.

"President Feng, my wife said she would find a way, I wonder if there is—"

"Don't tell your wife about these things anymore. She sold everything she could sell a few days ago. How can she raise money. You deal with it first, and I will find a way."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Moyan's face was cold, and he rubbed the corners of his eyes tiredly.

In fact, in the afternoon, he knew that there was a problem with the project in City S, but since Qianqian didn't want him to know, he just pretended not to know, so as to save her from having to work hard.

He is a man, and he should bear it when the sky falls.

How could a woman keep fighting for him?

But he didn't know that just after Yang Qianyu got in the car after leaving the hospital, she also called Wang Cheng immediately.

"Ma'am... everything over there is being dealt with, there's nothing wrong with it, don't worry." Thinking of the boss's advice, Wang Cheng had no choice but to reply like this.

Yang Qianyu was taken aback: "There is no problem? How did you solve the one billion gap?"