Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Feng Moyan stared at the phone, deliberately waited for a while, and then connected slowly: "Hello, who is it?"

Yang Qianyu thought that this person had called her before, so it was impossible not to remember the number. Such a polite opening was obviously intentional.

Although she was flustered, but fortunately the other party couldn't see her through the phone, she quickly calmed down and said calmly, "Mr. Feng, it's me, Ruan Qing."

"Miss Ruan?" He seemed surprised, but asked casually, "What's your business?"

Yang Qianyu guessed his mental activities at this time, so she stopped beating around the bush and said bluntly, "Fisher called me and said that she met you in the amusement park, where did you take Xixi to play?"

Feng Moyan was taken aback!

He was just thinking about asking her how to explain the acquaintance with Fisher, and was curious about how she could cover up to justify herself. He was looking forward to that scene.

But she never expected that she would cut straight to the point and take the initiative to show her cards!

There was a two-second silence in astonishment before he spoke out, his tone was a firm statement: "Yang Qianyu, you finally stopped pretending."

"No, Mr. Feng, you misunderstood me. It was a coincidence that I met Fisher. The first time she saw me, she rushed up to me like a ghost and pulled me to call 'dear'. She almost scared me to death! Later , I just found out that I look a lot like her best friend—that is, Yang Qianyu as you all call her."

"..." The look on Feng Moyan's face that had just risen immediately fell.

This woman is simply...

If she was in front of him at this moment, he might not be able to resist strangling her to death!

Seeing that there was no sound here, Yang Qianyu could probably imagine his mood at this time, paused and continued to ask nonchalantly: "Is your daughter sick? I wanted to ask you yesterday, but I was too busy with work forgotten."

"If you weren't Yang Qianyu, at the Junhuang International Hotel that day, why did you run after all the people came?"

Feng Moyan was pissed off by her coquettish manipulation, so he decided to have a good fight with her, to see how she got along.

"That day, I had something to do temporarily, so I'm really sorry for missing the appointment."

"what's up?"

"Physical discomfort."

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"..." Yang Qianyu heard that he was on the bar, and suddenly felt annoyed and amused, "Mr. Feng, it's already a thing of the past, why mention it?"

"So, you can't make it? How about I tell you that when you go back to China, Fisher receives you, and you drive her car to meet the client, but you meet Xixi in the lobby on the first floor. You are in a mess. Or maybe you're afraid of meeting me, so you're getting ready to leave."

"But Wang Cheng called you and persuaded you. You couldn't refuse completely, so you went upstairs again, but when you came up, you saw Yang Caiyue. Your sisters are incompatible. When you saw that the client was her, you became more determined to break the appointment, so you ran away. .”

After Yang Qianyu listened, her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He must have watched all the surveillance videos carefully.

"Mr. Feng, with your imagination, it's a pity not to be a screenwriter."

"It's inconvenient for me to talk about women's physical matters with you, a member of the opposite sex, but you're all like this..."

She seemed very helpless, paused and continued to explain: "I happened to be on my period that day, and I accidentally stained my dress, so I planned to make another appointment, but your assistant called me and insisted that I I must go, so I had to tidy up in the bathroom and insist on going to the appointment..."

"Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked outside the presidential suite, there was a sudden rush of heat—Mr. Feng, you are a big man, you must not understand the discomfort and embarrassment of women in those few days. If I didn't leave at that time, I would still force myself to go in... "

Yang Qianyu admired her own brain and imagination while editing it.

It turns out that the most suitable person to be a screenwriter is herself!

"I'm afraid that the scene will be stained with blood."

Feng Moyan firmly believed that she was talking nonsense, but he still couldn't help being substituted by the scene she described.

Even, I thought of something from a long time ago.

He remembered the scene when Yang Qianyu had her period for the first time.

It was more than ten years ago, and a group of half-grown children made an appointment for a weekend trip, which was on a small hillside on the outskirts of the city.

Halfway through the climb, Yang Qianyu suddenly slowed down and said that she had a dull pain in her stomach.

At that time, no one cared, just thought it was tired, so they said to sit down and have a rest.

Yang Qianyu also sat down.

But not long after sitting down, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if she had wet her pants.

When she stood up and looked back, there was a pool of blood on the ground, which made her cry "ah".

"Brother Mo Yan, I'm bleeding, a lot of blood, I'm going to die, woo woo woo..."

Feng Moyan looked at the blood on the ground, then pulled her to look behind her, only to see a bloodstain on the back of her trousers, it was shocking, and he was immediately dazed with fright.

In fact, he had taken biology class and knew what was going on, but the incident happened suddenly, and he was confused about it, so he didn't remember it for a while.

It was a colleague who reminded me: "Qianyu, are you on your period?"

The two of them suddenly came to their senses, and only then did they realize that they were not sick and dying, but their menstruation.

What happened next was extremely embarrassing.

Feng Moyan told everyone to turn around and not to look back. He took the girl and hid behind a bush, then searched all the tissues in the pockets of everyone in the group, and handed them to the embarrassed girl with their backs behind their backs.

Yang Qianyu was thin-skinned, menarche, and inexperienced. At that time, her face was red and her ears were flushed. She was cleaning herself while crying, and she was in a hurry.

Feng Moyan couldn't turn around to look at her, he could not stop comforting her when he heard her whimpering and sobbing.

The little friend continued to climb the mountain. He waited for the girl to deal with himself, and came out timidly. Without a word, he took off his coat and tied it around her waist.

"Okay, this way no one will find out, let's go back down the mountain."

Yang Qianyu didn't dare to look at him at all, she lowered her head and remained silent all the way.

At that time, he felt that it must be the most embarrassing and frustrating thing in his life, but when he returned to that scene after so many years, he felt nostalgic.

There was a brief silence on both sides of the microphone, Feng Moyan pulled out of his memories, and couldn't help saying: "I still remember the embarrassment of your menarche, so what if the blood was on the spot."

Yang Qianyu's heart beat heavily, and she instantly understood what he was talking about.

But you have to play dumb.

"Mr. Feng, please be serious."

"Oh!" The man snorted coldly with disdain, "It's boring to be too serious about things between men and women."

Yang Qianyu didn't bother to talk to him.

However, after talking so much in a mess, he never mentioned anything about the children, and it seems that he didn't find out the secret that he still has two sons.

Yang Qianyu felt relieved.

"I just called to ask about my daughter's situation. Now that she has recovered, that's fine. You guys have fun. I'm still busy."

When the words fell, she was ready to hang up the phone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the arm fell down, a light and cheerful shout came from the microphone: "Mama Mama! I miss you so much, shall I go and play with you?"