Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

He paused, looked away, and said a little uncomfortable: "You can wait a little longer, after my father's funeral is over, I... I can accompany you back."

He thought about what Feng Moyan said last night after he came back.

It might be that he was digging into a dead end, trying to speculate on her with malice.

Coupled with the sudden and long death of his father, he felt a little bit angry with Betty under the extreme grief.

Thinking about it carefully, it is not easy for her as a weak woman to take care of a child. Since both of them are for the good of the child, they should work together instead of hating each other.

So, he told himself, for the sake of his daughter, he should try harder—to be nice to her.

Betty was also surprised when she heard this, and turned to look at him with surprise in her eyes.

Gong Beize became arrogant again, and immediately added: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing it for your own good, I'm just afraid that if something happens to you, Sara will die of grief. For my daughter, I have to let you be well."

Betty laughed.

She hadn't smiled so comfortably in a long time.

Raising her hand to stroke her long hair, she breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "Thank you, no matter what the purpose is, thank you. However, I don't need it for the time being. Anthony and I are still husband and wife. You appear at this time By our side, in case the National People's Congress makes a fuss..."

Betty was right to think.

If there is a scandal of infidelity in marriage, then her chances of winning the "struggle" are very slim.

In the matter of divorce, she can not fight for the common property of the two, but in order to ensure the future life of herself and her daughter, she can't completely leave the house.

At least, she should get back the shares that she should get back.

In case Anthony threatened her not to divorce and made a fuss about Gong Beize, his staying there would be equivalent to giving evidence to others.

Gong Beize also took the initiative to say this while licking his face. Seeing her refusal, he couldn't hold back his face, and said lightly: "It's up to you."

After a pause, he looked at the little girl who was still chasing butterflies, and said without end: "Go and tell her, don't make her too sad."

Betty didn't understand at first, she was stunned for a while before she understood what he meant, and turned her head again in surprise: "Thank you, I will discuss it with Sara."

After the words fell, she went to chase butterflies with her daughter.

Gong Beize didn't move, but kept watching their mother and daughter quietly.

Betty squatted on the grass and pulled her daughter. The two didn't say a few words. The little girl started to cry as soon as her mouth was deflated, and she threw herself into her mother's arms and hugged her tightly.

Gong Beize couldn't stand it, and looked away with a cold face, his deep eyes were quietly reddened.

"Sara will always be my mother's favorite baby. Mom loves you... Our separation is only temporary. Mom will come back, okay?" Betty hugged her daughter back, patted the little girl's head with one hand, and continued to lobby with sobs .

"I don't want it, I don't want it, I want to be with my mother."

"Baby, be good, Dad will take good care of you, and you can often go to play with your brothers and sisters." Betty continued to coax.

"I don't want to play with them, I just want my mother... woo woo... Doesn't mom want Sarah? Sarah will be good and don't make mother angry..."

Sarah hugged her mother tightly in her little hands, crying out of breath.

Betty's heart was clenched into a ball, and tears flowed down her face.

After a while, she still couldn't come to an agreement with the young child.

Gong Beize came over slowly in a wheelchair, took his daughter's hand, and carried her from the woman's arms to his lap.

Sara was crying, her hands still reaching out to her mother.

"Baby, mom is just going to work. It's not that we don't want us. When you miss mom, dad will take you to find mom, okay?" In fact, Gong Beize has no experience in coaxing children. When he was not promising, he just followed suit.

But unexpectedly, the effect is good.

Sarah stopped crying immediately, and looked at him with teary eyes: "Is it okay?"

Gong Beize gave the woman a wink, signaling her cooperation.

Betty bent down to wipe away her daughter's tears, and quickly responded: "Of course. Mom will come back after work. If you haven't finished, you can go back to find mom, whatever you want."

"Then... that's fine." Sara was finally persuaded, and let go of her mother's hand.

Betty straightened her back and raised her wrist to check the time: "The flight at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, I have to go, my daughter will work hard for you, if you have anything to do, please contact me at any time, or you can ask Qianyu, she has a lot of experience in taking care of children .”

Gong Beize nodded, with a lonely face, "You don't need to worry about these things."

Betty knew that she was still upset and wanted to say something, but felt that it was unnecessary, so she shrugged her shoulders to relieve her embarrassment.

After the man was indifferent, he felt sorry again, and asked, "Have you called a car to go to the airport?"

"Well, the driver is waiting."

"Okay, let me know when you arrive. If you need help with anything, please call."

The awkward relationship between the two is always hot and cold.

Betty lowered her head and kissed her daughter, and when Gong Beize held her daughter's face to her chest, she turned around and wiped away her tears.

"Mom...Mom..." Sara buried her face and cried heartbreakingly in her father's arms.

Betty burst into tears within a few steps, and the heart-piercing calls from behind made her dare not stop.

She was afraid that she would be reluctant to leave as soon as she turned around, so she could only force herself to be cruel, and her pace became faster and faster...

When she got in the car, she collapsed completely, covering her face with her hands and crying bitterly.

The car started and drove away slowly.

At this moment, she couldn't help it, and looked back in the direction of the hospital.

But where can I see their father and daughter...

The cell phone rang, interrupting her grief.

Wiping away her tears and seeing the screen clearly, she calmed down before connecting: "Hello, Qianyu..."

"Betty, are you on your way to the airport?"

"Yeah." She replied, choked up and asked, "How do you know?"

"Gong Beize sent me a WeChat message, saying that you left the hospital and are going to the airport." Qian Yu knew what Young Master Gong meant, so she called immediately without asking any further questions.

"He must know that you are feeling uncomfortable and asked me to call to comfort you."

Betty froze in surprise.

That guy, who was lukewarm to her just now, and so angry at her "abandoning" her daughter, now thinks of asking Qian Yu to comfort her?

"It doesn't matter if you go back, these problems always have to be solved. Only when those troubles are dealt with, can you come back to live a small life as a family of three in a down-to-earth manner."

"I didn't think..."

"Betty, don't jump to conclusions so quickly. Don't you think he still cares about you? Why can't you think about it and give each other a chance?"

Qian Yu didn't force her, but just told her from the perspective of someone who has experienced it, that life doesn't have to have too many rules, and how to get comfortable.

Not embarrassing yourself is the greatest kindness in life.

Betty finally stopped insisting, and was silent for a moment as she accepted Qianyu's advice.

"By the way, Gong Beize has no experience in raising children. I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of Sarah well. Before I come back, I still need you to take care of Sarah..."

"You don't need to say, I will too, don't worry, I will pick her up to play at home when I have time."

Betty relaxed a lot, "Thank you."

"Don't be so polite. It's you, you must be more careful when you go back, and be prepared when you get along with that man. Think about Sarah waiting for her mother to come back, so don't worry about anything. You can come to us in any situation. "

Thinking of her head injury, Qian Yu knew what was going on without asking, so she couldn't help worrying about her.

"Well, I know, don't worry, I won't be polite if necessary."

----

While arranging for his father's funeral, Gong Beize took care of his mother and also dealt with the company's affairs. He was unable to spend all his time with his daughter.

Most of the time, her daughter is placed at Qianyu's home.

But after he was busy every day, no matter how late he would go to see the children.

If the little girl is still awake, the father and daughter will play games, tell stories, and enjoy the rare parent-child time.

A few days passed, and the little girl gradually stopped crying for her mother.

Living in a Chinese environment, she learned simple greetings from her brothers and sisters in just a few days, but she often made jokes because of the incorrect use of the occasion, which made everyone laugh.

"Your daughter is now our family's happy fruit. Sometimes when we go out, people think we have a new baby." During dinner, Gong Beize arrived in time, so they ate together, and the two chatted about the child. You guys, Mr. Feng said jokingly.

Gong Beize looked at the children who were playing again after eating, and said arrogantly: "Can you still give birth to children of mixed race?"

"It's just an analogy."

"..." Mr. Gong was very indifferent, thinking that his daughter was the best and no one else could compare to her.

Watching the children playing, and seeing that Lang Lang is very attentive to his daughter, while the little girl is innocent and doesn't understand anything, he can't help but feel worried.

"I'll pick up the child tonight." Suddenly, he spit out the words.

Feng Moyan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why so suddenly?"

"I found out that your house is a wolf's den, and my daughter is the innocent little white rabbit that day."

When Feng Moyan heard this, he immediately understood, and said angrily: "Who said before that you still want to kiss the baby? Now you still despise my son?"

Thinking that people have helped him share a lot of worries these days, it is indeed a bit unkind to say this, and he explained seriously: "My father's funeral is over, and my mother's condition has stabilized. I can spare time to take care of her by myself. I have already missed it." After four years, now I finally have a chance to make up, and I want to accompany her well."

These words made Feng Moyan empathize with him, just like how he felt when he first knew the existence of his two eldest sons.

"That's fine. If you're too busy with something, you can send it at any time. Don't worry, even if you become the daughter-in-law of my Feng family in the future, I won't treat you badly."

Gong Beize was a little embarrassed, poured wine for the two of them himself, touched Feng Moyan's wine glass with the wine glass, and said sincerely: "These days are thanks to your husband and wife, and I am lucky to have you as a good brother! "

Feng Moyan didn't expect him to suddenly become sensational, patted him on the shoulder, and said with disgust: "It's more grotesque than a woman, it's disgusting."

Gong Beize was having a terrible time these days, he suddenly relaxed tonight, he couldn't hold his wine glass anymore.

This night, he failed to pick up his daughter.

Because he himself was drunk and fell asleep in the Feng family's guest room.

What he didn't know was that he was relieved when he was drunk here, and he was temporarily free from pain.

But it hurt his good brother badly.

So, heartbreak doesn't go away, it just shifts...

Late at night.

The whole building fell silent.

Qian Yu looked at her husband who had come back to the house out of breath, and asked concerned: "How is Mr. Gong? Are you crazy about drinking?"

Feng Moyan said: "He dares! If he is not honest, I will let him sleep with Dundun!"

Dundun is the family dog, and there is a very luxurious dog villa in the yard.

Qian Yu glared at him, "Is there any humanity? That's your brother. He is so miserable, and you still bully him."

Feng Moyan lifted the quilt and went to bed, and looked at his wife after hearing the words, "How did I find out... you've been thinking about other people lately?"

Qian Yu's face changed instantly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you think? I put all my energy into helping someone take care of their daughter, and now I even care about myself."

Although the two have been married for many years and have had a bunch of children, Mr. Feng's ability to be jealous has never stopped.

Qian Yu gave him a blank look, knowing that he was insane again, so she didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned around and went to sleep.

But it was this attitude that made Mr. Feng even more dissatisfied.

"Look at you, you can't even talk to me now. I work overtime these days, and you fell asleep when I came back. After all, I was at home today, and you turned your head to sleep instead of chatting with me." Feng Mo Yan was very dissatisfied with his wife's attitude and began to complain.

"Are you tired of looking at me and have no feelings anymore?" He turned his head to look at his wife who turned her back, and his tone became more and more dangerous.

Qian Yu turned her head to look at him, and she also didn't give a good face, "Why am I impatient? Didn't we chat for a long time during dinner?"

He was even more annoyed, "Did you talk to me then? You talked to Gong Beize, and taught him the experience of raising children, covering everything!"

"Feng Moyan, you want to fight, don't you!" Qian Yu suddenly sat up from the quilt, and the fire came.

"That's your good brother. I only helped him because of your face. Besides, I feel sorry for the child. After all, he has never been a father and knows nothing about raising children. You have the heart to watch such a young child suffer. Suffering? Before Betty returned to China, the child was the most worrying thing. I promised to help take care of it, so what's wrong with giving Gongbei Ze more advice?"

"Look, I'll just say a few words to you. Don't you have a guilty conscience because you reacted so strongly?" Mr. Feng looked at his wife who was jumping and kicking, and questioned him from another level with a clear mind.

Hearing this, Qianqian was almost so angry that smoke came out of her head.

"Feng Moyan, you...you really—"

"How? Did I hit the spot?"

"It's your size! I think you deserve a beating!" Qianqian finished cursing angrily, and she became angry when she saw his face. In addition, she was already irritable when she was about to have her period, so she suddenly became angry. , Get up and throw him down!

Feng Moyan didn't expect her to make such a sudden move, he was caught off guard, his head hit the head of the bed, and his ears were buzzing.

"What are you doing? Domestic violence!"

"It's domestic violence, what! You're an old couple and still want to hug you every day, who is so thoughtful? You eat vinegar like crazy, and charge me with random charges! Beating you is considered light!" the heroic and invincible Young Mistress Feng sat on Mr. Feng's waist, scolded and pinched him, pulled his ears and face, pinched his arms and chest muscles, whatever he wanted to vent his anger.

Feng Moyan suffered from pain and kept dodging and writhing, the two of them had a quarrel.

"Okay, enough, it hurts!"

"It hurts you to death! Tell you to find trouble for nothing, and make trouble for no reason!"

She was still pulling, showing no signs of stopping.

Feng Moyan is a big man, if he really wants to resist, it is definitely not something this woman can suppress.

So after begging for mercy several times to no avail, Mr. Feng straightened up with a carp, and turned his wife over and crushed him.

"Feng Moyan, how dare you resist!" Young Mistress Feng, who was pressed on the bed by him, looked at her husband's handsome face looking down, knowing that something was wrong, but she still put on a show.

Mr. Feng smiled evilly, "Resistance is nothing! I want to strengthen my husband tonight, and I will teach you well."

Before the words fell, the man bent down and pressed down, forcefully asking for a kiss.

Qianqian deliberately turned his head and didn't want to cooperate. He smiled and chased after her twice, then grabbed his wife's jaw, told her to stop moving, and kissed her hard.

"Bastard, what kind of skill is it to bully the weak..."

"A husband bullies his wife, this is the right granted by the law..."

"Grumpy!"

The two were still abusing domestic violence a second ago, but now they are deeply affectionate.

When the pajamas were thrown on the floor, Qianqian softly stretched out her hand, "Deng...Deng——"

"No off!"

"no!"

"It's really troublesome. There's nothing to be embarrassed about being an old couple." Feng Moyan complained, but Qianqian pinched his waist so hard that he almost jumped up in pain.

"Okay, I'm going to turn off the lights."