Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Early in the morning, Yang Qianyu got up and was busy "serving" the three little ones.

The winter vacation is over, and school is finally about to start.

The three brothers and sisters went to school together, taking care of each other. Even the delicate Xixi didn't get emotional. She put on a cheerful Chinese-style little red dress and couldn't wait to attend the opening ceremony of the kindergarten.

Yang Qianyu sent them to the kindergarten, took a few photos with the children, watched them go in, raised her wrist to check the time, and hurried to the car to go to the prison.

On the way, I received a call from Feng Moyan.

Seeing that he was willing to take the initiative to call, she must have lost her anger, she snorted coldly in her heart, connected, and responded lightly: "Hello."

Feng Moyan was also awkward, so his tone was as light as hers: "Are they starting school today?"

"Yes."

"Already delivered?"

"correct."

Hearing her tone, the man's tone finally fluctuated, with a little reproach: "Why didn't you call me before school? I can't send them to school in person. At least I should encourage them and talk."

The woman smiled and said, "Shouldn't this kind of thing be your initiative as a father? Do you want us to call you first?"

"..." These words were well-founded, and Mr. Feng was speechless.

"What, nothing to say?"

"..." Feng Moyan was silent for a moment, and instead of answering the words, he asked, "When are you coming? I'm hungry..."

In fact, the nurse asked early in the morning if he wanted to buy him breakfast.

He deliberately said no, deliberately hungry.

Otherwise, how would you find yourself a step down?

When Yang Qianyu heard that he asked for breakfast confidently, her smile became more obvious, and she deliberately asked eccentrically: "I said yesterday that I would bring you breakfast this morning? Why don't I remember?"

Feng Moyan was surprised: "If you don't give it away, what will I eat?"

"Is there no cafeteria in the hospital? Is there no breakfast shop outside? You can't move your legs, and it's not that you can't speak." Things that can be solved with a phone call, I think she should do it for granted.

Ah!Men are all habitual problems!

Hearing what she said, Feng Moyan was a little surprised and dissatisfied: "Then you're not coming today? The kids are already in school, why are you going?"

"What do you care about me? As an adult, don't I have any freedom and space for myself?"

Yang Qianyu yelled at him again, leaving him speechless.

Both sides were silent, but neither side said to hang up the phone, just quietly listening to each other's breathing.

In fact, Yang Qianyu was not angry anymore, but felt that she had been too proactive in taking care of him these days, and that she really praised this person a little ignorantly.

Maybe some women enjoy the feeling of being controlled by a man, and feel that a man paying attention to their every move is an expression of love and care.

But she, Yang Qianyu, was not.

No matter how much she loves, she still hopes to have her own space.

She can take the initiative to mention it and chat with him, but it doesn't mean that she has to report everything to him every day.

Therefore, even if she was not angry, she did not completely obey Feng Moyan.

If you don't let him realize this now, if you don't let him take back his desire to control and possess, it will only get worse in the future, until it binds her tighter and tighter, making her unable to breathe.

The two sides were silent for a long enough time, and Yang Qianyu's tone softened a little, calling him: "Feng Moyan, are you still here?"

"Hmm..." The other side responded reluctantly, and complained, "Now you always call me by my first name."

"What should it be called?"

"What was your name when you were a child?"

"When I was a child, you still want me to call you Brother Mo in public? You are not disgusting and others will vomit."

"Then you shouldn't even have a first name."

While driving, Yang Qianyu shook her head helplessly, with a faint and pleasant smile on the corner of her mouth, "Then remove the surname and call it Mo Yan?"

"So-so."

Yang Qianyu suddenly remembered something and said, "Actually, I think there is a title that suits you very well."

"What's your name?"

"Feng three years old."

"..."

"Really, Young Master Gong said that sometimes your words and deeds are at most three years old, and you won't be good for one more day."

"You're trying to get angry with me, aren't you?" Mr. Feng was obviously very dissatisfied with this nickname.

"How dare I! You have a slumped face at every turn, your nose is not your nose, and your eyes are not your eyes. I always look at your face when I say a word, and I don't dare to breathe in front of you."

"Oh! I saw that you were very happy to pluck the hair on the tiger's head. When did you see my face?"

"Well, you still know you're a tiger."

"..." Accidentally entangled himself, Feng Moyan became depressed, and changed the subject again, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to break up with you, what are you busy with? If you still find someone to raise money, no need, What you said yesterday, I thought about it later, if Wan Zhuo is willing to invest, once the news of the cooperation between the two comes out, it will definitely be beneficial to Feng Yun, and it is very likely that the stock price will rise sharply."

Yang Qianyu was a little surprised, "So, you agree?"

"You are looking for someone in a low voice, and I don't appreciate it. Isn't that a white-eyed wolf? You did all this for me, and I will be angry, so I can't hurt your heart."

Listening to these words, Yang Qianyu's smug smile became more and more obvious.

Yes, the situation was much better than she had imagined.

At least, I can know how to reflect on myself, calmly analyze, and I am willing to put down my dignity and pride, and think in another way.

This is the appearance of a man, able to bend and stretch!

Hearing her laughter, Feng Moyan said a little aggrieved: "I've already listened to you, can you calm down?"

"I'm not angry anymore!"

"Then you let me fend for myself."

"I really have something to do today. My dad was sick in prison, it was cancer. Yang Zijun came to me yesterday and said he had applied for medical parole. I have to go there." Since he was willing to bow his head, Yang Qianyu was also willing to take a step back, so he took the initiative to follow He mentions his busy schedule.

"What?" Feng Moyan was taken aback, "Yang Guohua has cancer?"

"Well, rectal cancer is said to be discovered early. If you actively cooperate with the treatment, there is a great possibility of recovery."

"This kind of father who is not as good as a beast, what else do you care about him?"

"I don't want to care, but Yang Zijun has begged me, what can I do? He is also pitiful. Both his parents are in prison, and his father has cancer. He has changed from a young master of a rich family to a wage earner with no fixed place to live. , the only wish now is to save my father, if I still refuse, it would be too inhuman."

"What's more, when he got back the property rights of the courtyard house, he contributed the most, so he should treat him as a favor from me."

"Yeah." Feng Moyan listened to her quietly, replied, and said guiltily, "It's a pity that I'm lying on the bed now, so I can't accompany you. Tell me how much he needs for the treatment, if it's too much." , I can still scrape together one or two million.”

All the cars under his name were sold.

But there are still a bunch of famous watches, if it doesn't work, I can only ask Gong Beize to go home and pick a few watches to exchange for money.

Thinking of these, I feel ridiculous.

He sealed Moyan's life, which has been legendary for so many years, when did he think that this day would come?

He was struggling to survive by selling off his collection.

Yang Qianyu was not polite to him. As soon as he heard that he could raise 20 or [-] yuan, he immediately said, "I'm short of money! In the next two days, hurry up and help me raise the money, about [-] yuan."