Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Mom, those people have no brains and bite like mad dogs, fearing that the world will not be chaotic. Could it be that you and Dad are also like this?" Feng Moyan was already in a bad mood, and immediately turned back when he heard this.

Xu Hong was also dissatisfied, "What are you talking about! Didn't I ask you? Where there is no wind, there is no wave. These words are not groundless."

Feng Moyan said firmly and forcefully: "Since you are asking me, then I will tell you clearly that she has no improper relationship with that man."

"Then how did she know that kind of person? He is still willing to help her?"

Xu Hong's question revealed Feng Moyan's confusion.

Since Zhuo Yueluan and Qianqian's mother met and fell in love before marriage, then her mother and Qianqian's mother were also friends in the boudoir - why didn't the mother know about these things?Doesn't she know Zhuo Yueluan?

Thinking of this, Feng Moyan didn't answer his mother's question, but instead asked back: "Mr. Zhuo from the Wanzhuo Group, don't you know him?"

"Me?" Xu Hong was taken aback, "How could I know him?"

"Didn't you and Qianqian's mother know each other before leaving the cabinet?"

"Why does this involve Ruan Mingzhu again?" Xu Hong was even more confused.

Seeing that his mother was completely unaware, the hope that had just risen in Feng Moyan's heart fell again.

It seems that only the two families knew about the relationship between Qianqian's mother and Zhuo Yueluan at the beginning, and no one else knew about it.

After all, Zhuo Yueluan's status is special, and the style of the army is strict. It should be because of this consideration that the relationship has not been made public.

Or maybe it was because Zhuo Yueluan didn't think about the future at the beginning, maybe he was acting on the occasion, maybe his family objected - so he also concealed this relationship from the outside world.

"Mo Yan, what are you talking about? Is that man related to Ruan Mingzhu?" Xu Hong is not stupid, she figured it out after thinking about it.

But Feng Moyan didn't want to talk about it.

It was about Qianqian's life experience, or the bloody truth that he couldn't bear to look at after it was revealed. He didn't want to mention it to anyone, including his own family.

"It's nothing, anyway, I believe her, she is innocent. If you think of her contribution to help twice before and after, then don't believe those messy comments on the Internet, and then say anything that slanders her."

Xu Hong said innocently: "Your father and I can trust you, but other people don't think so. In the past few days... how many calls have been made to find out the truth? They dare not ask you, but they all come to ask us, about you and Yang Qianyu Are they separated? Ask who the custody of the children belongs to, I—”

"We are not separated, and we will not be separated, and the children will not belong to anyone." Feng Moyan exhausted his patience, thinking that his mother was still ill, and did not want to lose his temper with her, so he said, "We will not be together for the time being." Let’s go back to dinner and talk about it later when we have a chance.”

Xu Hong was displeased when she heard that, "Why didn't you come back? We all took the initiative to invite, isn't that sincere enough? Is it because she didn't agree? I have to go to invite me personally and apologize and admit my mistake in person, right?"

"Mom, there are so many things going on now, how can I have the energy to think about them? It's because I don't have time, and it's none of her business." After saying this, he was afraid that he would lose his temper if he continued talking, so he simply said a few words of attention. Body or something, hang up.

Xu Hong was over there, hearing the beeping sound in his ear, very angry.

"Look! This woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp! We have finally changed our mind about her and are willing to accept her. She doesn't appreciate the opportunity!"

Feng Zhenting understood a little bit, and comforted him: "These days have been such a mess, they must be annoyed, wait a little longer, and they are not in a hurry."

"Hey!" Xu Hong sighed heavily, "I don't know what ecstasy soup that woman gave him!"

Feng Moyan hung up the phone, and the children ran over after the wheelchair.

"Dad, when will Mommy wake up? We want to play with her." Xixi ran over, hugged her father and acted like a baby, "You haven't played games with us for a long time."

Feng Moyan forced a smile on his face, and scratched his daughter's nose with his fingers, "Dad played balloon flying games with you in the hospital, why didn't he accompany you?"

"Oh, that doesn't count, I haven't played enough."

Looking at his daughter's innocent appearance, Feng Moyan thought of Qianqian's childhood, being alone and helpless.

"Baby, from now on... you have to be more obedient, care about your mother more, and make her happy more, understand?"

"Well, I'm the pistachio at home! Mom is happy when she sees me."

The little girl didn't understand the deep meaning in the adults' words, Feng Moyan smiled and turned the wheelchair, "Let's go, Dad will play with you."

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When people are extremely depressed, crying is also a way of venting.

Yang Qianyu hadn't cried like this for many years, even if she was divorced back then, even if her life was hanging by a thread during childbirth, even if her career brought her baby to the point of collapse, she didn't dare to let go and cry.

Until now, because of the support and reliance behind her, she dared to relax. With the help of her mother's tragic experience during her lifetime, she vented all the bitterness, difficulty, toil, grievance, and even pain that she had suppressed over the years through tears. come out.

Crying until she collapsed, she fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, she returned to her mother.

At that time, my mother was not sick.

My mother is gentle and generous, with a beautiful heart, and she will sew beautiful schoolbags for her, knit a very unique sweater, and tie beautiful braids for her.

They run in the sun for a long time, as if there is no end to it.

"Baby, you are my mother's only baby, don't cry...you must be happy, my mother will become a little star in the sky, and will accompany you every night, and my mother wants to see you happy and happy Happy to grow up...Baby, mom doesn't want to part with you..."

Mom misses you so much——

These words kept circling and reverberating in Yang Qianyu's mind, every sound aroused the deep pain in her heart and awakened the tears that had dried up.

Feng Moyan originally wanted to come in and ask her to eat, but it was obvious that she was stuck in a nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter how much she shouted, so in desperation, he leaned over and kissed her deeply.

Yang Qianyu only felt that her breathing was blocked, and the oxygen in her chest was getting less and less. Her survival instinct forced her to separate from the dream and search for the real world.

Finally, she was shocked all over, and her eyes suddenly opened.

Feng Moyan still kissed her, until he was sure that her eyes were clear and she was fully awake, and then he left his handsome face.

"I'm awake..." He whispered softly, raised one hand, and gently wiped the fine sweat off her forehead.

Yang Qianyu frowned, swallowed, and then turned to him and said in a low voice: "I dreamed of my mother, dreamed of her playing with me, and the scene of her death..."

In fact, when my mother passed away, I didn't explain anything to her at all. I just held her hand tightly and kept holding it until I swallowed my last breath.

At that time, she was already speechless, but with those reluctant eyes and clenched hands, the words she wanted to say should be those in the dream just now.