Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"What's wrong with you? Do you still feel sorry for that beast?" Feng Moyan looked at her and asked without saying a word, seeing her look lonely.

Yang Qianyu shook her head, "I was just thinking, Yang Zijun..."

The man snorted, "It's his misfortune to have such a father, and we have done our best to him."

He asked Wang Cheng to arrange a job for that kid early on, single-handedly promoted and led him, and let him adapt to the workplace step by step from an ignorant second-generation ancestor to the present. This kindness is already meaningful enough.

Now, give him half a month's vacation so that he can take care of his sick father with peace of mind.

What a bad luck to meet such an old man.

"Forget it." Yang Qianyu also knew that her worries were unnecessary, so she pulled herself together and turned to leave, "I'll send the children to the kindergarten first."

After getting in the car, she took out her mobile phone and turned it on.

Shut down for a few days, and when it was turned on, the SMS notification sound almost made my fingers numb.

There are hundreds of missed calls!

After reading the address book, there are all unfamiliar numbers, probably from the unscrupulous media and mentally disabled netizens.

Ignoring it, she logged into WeChat again, and there were also many unread messages.

Turning down the page, suddenly, an unread message caught her attention.

He Ya.

The romance novel writer.

So many things happened these days that she almost forgot about it, this person.

Why is she looking for herself?Is the novel finished?

Feeling confused and curious, she quickly clicked on the dialog box.

[Hey, beauty, you are really hot searched, you are more frequently searched than third-tier stars. 】

[Before you were bullied by the Internet, my readers here still went to protect you.For some reason this time, a group of sailors flocked to the comment section below the novel, all kinds of abuse and curses, saying that you are on two boats, worshiping money and vanity, abandoning you in chaos and abandoning you, being taken care of by an old man with money... 】

[Even the website was attacked by those crazy sunspots. As a last resort, the editor contacted me and asked me to temporarily remove this book from the shelves.So there is no way, the book is off the shelves first. 】

[Because your husband asked me to write this story, so I have to tell you when the book is off the shelves.When this turmoil passes, the book will be put on the shelves again. I hope that by then, you will have achieved a positive result, and my book will also have a happy ending! 】

After reading the news, Yang Qianyu was surprised for a while.

I went to some platform to search, and the novel really disappeared.

Heh, these keyboard warriors are really powerful, how can there be such boring and malicious maggots alive in the world?

Thinking about He Ya once said that if they don't get married, the novel will not have an ending—Yang Qianyu smiled knowingly and replied to WeChat.

[Okay, sorry to trouble you.When the happy event is settled, I will definitely send you wedding candy as soon as possible. 】

The other side actually replied in seconds: OK!Waiting for your good news!

Yang Qianyu was suddenly curious, and couldn't help asking: Don't you doubt me?

He Ya: Suspect what?Doubt that you empathized and abandoned Mr. Feng?how can that be possible?When the two of you mention each other, honey can be brewed in your eyes, and the happy smile on the corner of your mouth is almost grinning behind your ears. This is definitely true love!

Yang Qianyu laughed inexplicably when she saw this.

Is this the perspective of a romance writer?

He Ya: As for the Mr. Zhuo who fell from the sky, according to the analysis of the novel, it should be some relative of yours who has been lost for many years.

When Yang Qianyu saw this, she was stunned. Before she could think about how to reply, she sent another message: Hahaha, I have an occupational disease, I just guessed randomly, don't worry about it.

This……

She really wanted to reply: You guessed it right.

But after thinking about it, since they are not considered acquaintances, it is inconvenient to disclose this matter.

She didn't even say Fei Fei, and first told outsiders that she felt sorry for her best friend.

So, after a few chats, we said goodbye.

"Mom, what's the matter with you? Are you still not feeling well?" Xiaoyu had been observing her mother for a long time, and asked with concern after she put down her phone.

Yang Qianyu turned to look at her son, touched his head and smiled slightly, "No, mom is fine, baby don't worry."

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"Does mom have it?"

"Yeah!" The little guy nodded resolutely, "Mom has been listless these past few days, but I observed carefully, and it doesn't look like she was arguing with Dad."

Unexpectedly, the little guy is so sensitive that he can even observe such details.

"Nothing...Mom just encountered something and didn't want to understand it."

"Then how long will it take to figure it out?"

"I don't know... maybe soon, maybe a long time."

"Then I hope my mother will figure it out soon. I still like that mother who loves to laugh."

The child's words poured into his heart like a warm current, and with the fact that He Ya, who was not a close acquaintance, could trust her so much, Yang Qianyu's mood finally became clearer.

After feeling relieved, I feel that Yang Guohua's crime is not so heinous anymore.

Got cancer, has been punished by God.

Now there is another jump from a building, even if it is rescued, it is estimated that it will be missing an arm and a leg.

For the rest of his life, every day he lived was suffering and grinding.

Really poor Yang Zijun.

Thinking of this, she had good thoughts in her heart again, and she called her eldest son to chat with her younger siblings, and then dialed Yang Zijun's number.

It rang for a long time, but didn't connect.

She couldn't help feeling uneasy, did Yang Zijun take the initiative to draw a line with her, and didn't even answer the phone?

Just as he was about to put down his phone, there was a sudden sound.

"Hello." Yang Zijun's voice was flat, with a hint of alienation.

Yang Qianyu was slightly stunned, and after gathering his composure, he said, "Xiaojun, I've heard about what happened in the hospital, what's the situation now?"

"Have you heard all about it? Are you well-informed, or...sent someone to watch at the hospital?" Yang Zijun's tone was rather harsh, which was very different from the previous attitude of fawning on her.

Yang Qianyu's heart skipped a beat, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? Yesterday afternoon, the hospital stopped charging. This morning, the police came to take my dad into prison. If these things weren't secretly instigated, I don't believe it would be such a coincidence. I know he did a lot. I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry about your mother, but he has already suffered retribution, and now you can't enjoy the glory and wealth, and you have such a powerful father-can't you be more generous? Do you want to drive people to death? "

Yang Zijun's long speech made Yang Qianyu baffled, she tried to interrupt several times but couldn't interrupt, so she had to let the other party finish the sentence.

"Stop the medical expenses? I don't know about this. I... I left the hospital yesterday. I was in a mess and didn't have the energy to do these things." Yang Qianyu replied very confused.

Yang Zijun was taken aback, "Isn't it you?"

"It's not really me."

There was a pause, and he understood, "If it's not you, then it's Feng Moyan. He protects you so much, and he will definitely take the blame for you."

Yang Qianyu thought for a while, this is indeed Feng Moyan's style.

"If he really ordered it, then you're not wronged to blame me." Thinking that Feng Moyan's starting point must be for himself, Yang Qianyu took the initiative to take this responsibility.

"Don't worry, what I promised you before, the money I gave him to prepare for the operation will definitely count, and I will take it as a thank you for your help to me before."

"But... since I have no blood relationship with him, and he has hurt my mother like that, I will not care about his life or death in the future." Yang Qianyu felt that doing so would be regarded as repaying Yang Guohua's love for her. My last kindness.

After all, she still grew up in the Yang family. Although she was abused, neglected, and scolded, it was the Yang family who raised her.

Yang Zijun couldn't believe it, and his tone was raised a bit, "You said... are you still willing to pay for the surgery?"

"Well. This is what I promised, and I will not go back on my word. As for where you use the money, I don't care. I will not be filial to him in the future. "

Yang Zijun hurriedly said: "Understood, you have no such obligation—then, when will you give me the money?"

"This afternoon at the earliest, tomorrow if it's slower." Because she is really penniless now, she has to find a way to make up.

"Okay, then I'll trust you again. But don't worry, he will die or be disabled after this fall, and he won't make trouble again in the future, and I won't blackmail you either."

Although Yang Zijun is selfish, his words are still reliable.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu finally calmed down a little.

As a human being, she should rely on her conscience, no matter what others say, as long as she has a clear conscience.

After sending the children to the kindergarten, the three little guys kissed her face one by one before getting out of the car, making her drool.

She was afraid of being recognized by others, so she didn't get out of the car, and Ah Quan sent the children to the kindergarten.

Sitting in the car, she sent Feng Moyan a WeChat message, asking about what Yang Zijun said.

Feng Moyan has always been daring, so he readily admitted it.

Seeing his sentence "It's me, what's the matter?" Yang Qianyu sighed, not knowing how to respond.

The incident had already happened, and it was useless to blame or blame. She picked up her mobile phone and made a voice call, asking directly, "Do you have any money? Give me 15."

The next second, the phone call came.

"What did Yang Zijun want from you?"

"No, I gave it on my own initiative. This is what I promised him before. After giving this money, I will have nothing to do with the Yang family's affairs in the future."

Yang Qianyu's voice settled down, but she didn't say a word, she thought that this person would not agree, and said first: "Forget it if you don't give it, I will go to Fei Fei to borrow it, and I will pay her back slowly when I earn money at work later. "

These words were more or less angry, and she hung up the phone before waiting for a reply.

Soon, the phone rang again.

She picked it up, and Feng Mo's voice was cold and pampering and helpless, "You told me, can I not give it? You still borrow it from others, I don't want to lose face?"

She smiled, "Fei Fei is not someone else."

"That's not the point! The point is, can I make you have no money to spend? Wait, I'll transfer the money to you later! Whatever you do, as long as you're happy."

Feng Moyan has already started to cash out gradually, even if Qianqian doesn't speak to him, he will transfer the money to her as soon as the money arrives in his account - as he said, as his woman, can you not give her money to spend?

What's more, the reason why she became impoverished was all because of him!

Feng Moyan was happy in his heart, the more confidently she asked for money, the more he felt that he had the value of existence.

Yang Qianyu actually smiled when he heard his sentence "Just as long as you are happy".

After all, he understands himself and supports himself unconditionally.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng."

"I'd be happier if you called me husband."

"Oh, just wait."

When the phone was hung up, Ah Quan just came back.

Soon, President Lincoln One drove away steadily.

About five or six minutes after they left, a Rolls Royce pulled up to the side of the road.

Secretary Zhao looked out from the passenger window, then turned to the back seat: "Mr. Zhuo, this is the kindergarten."