Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Don't worry, you sleep on the bed. I'm not that rascal. I'll sleep on the sofa." He turned around and nodded at the reception area with his chin to appease her worries.

Yang Qianyu sat upright, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

"What, you want me to help you take off your shoes?" He made a gesture to bend down.

The woman was startled, and quickly stopped, "Don't, I'll do it myself!"

She moved, kicked off the shoes on her feet, moved her buttocks slowly, and lay down.

Feng Moyan stood by the bed, looking down at her.

Yang Qianyu became nervous again, she grabbed the edge of the quilt with both hands and put it on her shoulders, as if to prevent him from jumping down at any time, then raised a finger and pointed towards the sofa.

"It's getting late... You must have worked hard these few days, so go to bed quickly." She urged.

The man stood still, but a smile appeared on his handsome face.

Yang Qianyu's heart beat faster, praying for the light to be dark, the man couldn't see that she was blushing again.

Feng Moyan turned and walked away, but her silly and cute actions were still replaying in her mind.

She certainly didn't know that the more she was on guard, the more intriguing she was to commit crimes.

It's a pity that the timing was not coincidental, so he could only yell in his heart.

Feng Moyan went to the bathroom to wash up, and Yang Qianyu gradually relaxed.

Tonight, we will be in the same room, and I hope we can live in peace.

It was late at night, and she felt physically unwell again, and soon after she closed her eyes, she felt drowsy again.

But her waist and lower abdomen were sore and uncomfortable. In a daze, she frowned and moved little by little.

After Feng Moyan came out of the wash, he saw that the figure sleeping on the bed was still tossing and turning, he paused, walked to the door, opened it gently and went out.

After a while, he came back with a hot water bottle wrapped in a towel.

Yang Qianyu vaguely felt a heat in his abdomen, and there seemed to be someone beside him. He squinted and opened his eyes, shrinking in fright, "What are you doing?"

"The hot water bottle will make you more comfortable."

The man bent over and was stuffing the hot water bottle into her belly.

Yang Qianyu felt it, and suddenly felt flustered, lying there as if his whole body was on fire.

Did he take the wrong medicine today?

When they were husband and wife before, he never cared about himself like this.

But tonight, he seems to have suddenly returned to Brother A Mo when he was young.

Yang Qianyu was in a daze, forgot to resist or flatter, just let him reach in to put the hot water bag away, then withdrew his hand to tuck the quilt back.

"Okay, go to sleep. I just came back from a business trip and I'm tired." He smiled at the woman and stroked the top of her hair with one hand, just like he usually does when he comforts his daughter.

Yang Qianyu continued to be shocked, and even showed a bit of "horror" in her eyes.

Until the man bent his neck down and kissed her forehead lightly with his thin lips, she trembled like an electric shock, and suddenly blurted out: "Are you Feng Moyan?"

"Heh..." The man smiled angrily, and a chestnut bullet hit her forehead, "What do you think?"

Yang Qianyu's forehead hurts, kissing her one second, and giving her chestnuts the next second, it's really... schizophrenia.

Undoubtedly it was Feng Moyan himself!

But his behavior tonight is really weird.

Seeing her staring at him with big eyes staring at the copper bell, looking stupid as if her brain had been kicked by a donkey, the man straightened up and covered her eyes with one hand at the same time.

"Don't stare at me like that, or it won't be as simple as a kiss."

Yang Qianyu became noisy all over, slapped his hand away, spit "rogue", then turned around with her hot water bottle in her arms, her back to him.

The man pursed his lips, smiled silently, walked towards the sofa, and lay down straight.

In the past two days, I traveled to three places on business trips, and the company's several projects were finally handled almost.

During the 48 hours apart, it also happened to allow him to think about how to deal with the current mess.

Yang Caiyue couldn't get rid of the cowhide plaster, and on her side, if she wasn't sincere, she wouldn't be able to keep it either. .seven

After much deliberation, coupled with Gong Beize's move, he decided to face his heart directly.

"If you can't let go of someone, you should treat them well. Speak well and act well. Don't be a poisonous tongue when you speak, and a strong kiss at every turn——Women, in fact, are soft-hearted. How gentle you are, she will fall easily. gone."

These are the original words of Gong Beize.

So when he came back tonight, he tried to find himself more than ten years ago, not thinking about what happened in these years, only thinking that she was still the little girl who followed behind her butt and called "Brother Mo".

But the result...

It doesn't seem to be working.

In the silence, Feng Moyan turned over and lay on his side on the sofa, his eyes quietly staring at the figure in the darkness.

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The reason why Yang Caiyue didn't come to the hospital these days was not because she suddenly realized and decided to let go, but because she was trying her best to find evidence.

She had to prove that that vixen was Yang Qianyu.

However, after a few days of busy work, I found nothing.

In the end, it was Feng Shiwen's idea.

"If my brother has confirmed her identity, then my brother may have evidence in his hand. You find a way to look through my brother's desk, in the company, in the study at home, maybe there will be clues."

Therefore, Yang Caiyue bravely went to Yuyuan Villa first.

The servant said politely when she got off the car: "Miss Caiyue, the husband is not at home, if you want to find him, you can go to the company or the hospital to see."

Of course Yang Caiyue knew that Feng Moyan was not at home, otherwise how would she dare to come?

"Is Mo Yan really not here? He is angry these days and refuses to see me. I can't find him anywhere."

With a mournful face, Yang Caiyue insisted on entering the villa, and searched up and down, "Mo Yan... Mo Yan~ Mo Yan, I know I was wrong, don't hide from me..."

The servant explained again: "Miss Caiyue, sir is really not at home."

"I don't care, I'll just wait if he's not here, and wait for him to come back!" Yang Caiyue folded her arms arrogantly and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, the servant had no choice but to do her own work and let her wait quietly.

Yang Caiyue sat angrily, and waited for the servants in the living room to go to work on their own. She looked around, got up and went upstairs, and quietly entered the study.

After a search, there were documents everywhere, but there was no suspicious evidence.

Yang Caiyue is very frustrated, is she going to miss out again?Have to go to the company to try?

But it's even harder to find the president's office...

While anxious and upset, she opened the last drawer of the desk. Just as she was about to reach in, her eyes suddenly enlarged and her expression froze!

After a pause for a second, she hurriedly took out the document, opened it, and her heart felt like a heavy blow!

day!

Their guess was right, that vixen was indeed Yang Qianyu!

She's not dead, she's alive and well, and now she's back after changing her name!

And Mo Yan already knew all this!

He must want to get back together, no wonder he treats himself like this!

There was a sudden sound outside, and Yang Caiyue suddenly came back to her senses. Before she was shocked and angry, she quickly took out her mobile phone and took pictures of the documents one by one.

The evidence is solid, let's see how she "beats" that bitch to death!