Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Bastard!" Feng Zhenting stood up suddenly, pointed at his son and roared angrily, "Don't think that if your wings are hardened, no one in this family can control you!"

Liang Xingfeng jumped up in anger!

"Feng Moyan, are you human for saying that! Don't forget how your family guaranteed it back then!"

"Yueyue and your sister are just friends, they are not relatives, but they planned to save your sister at the beginning! Now you turn your face and deny anyone?!"

"You are a dignified family, a famous family, is this how you behave in the world?"

"As far as you are doing, I don't think it will be brilliant for a few years!"

Liang Xingfeng's natal family also has some capital, and the Yang family also has a head and face, and relying on this monstrous kindness, Liang Xingfeng feels that she is full of confidence and can say anything.

But these words were placed in Xu Hong's name, but they were extremely harsh!

Unfortunately, she still can't get fit.

Back then, in order to save her daughter's life, she did pat her chest in public, expressing that Yang Caiyue and the Feng family would be responsible for the rest of her life.

At that time, her son had already divorced, and everyone knew Yang Caiyue's love for her son.

In order to please the Yang family and save her daughter, she proposed a marriage contract.

At that time, the son did not object.

Who would have thought that four years have passed, and the son has never mentioned the matter of marriage, and today he said something even more shocking - to dissolve the engagement!

She believed that her son was so absurd and confused because he was dazzled by the vixen!

"Mo Yan, explain to Aunt Yang and Caiyue that you were just angry and you are both grown up. I think it's better to find a time and get married quickly."

Xu Hong suppressed the displeasure in her heart, half ordering half coaxing to explain to her son.

Feng Moyan remained expressionless for a while, then turned to look at the mother and daughter of the Yang family, but instead of giving in, he ignited another round of anger.

"You sacrificed a lot to save Shiwen. You are indeed a great benefactor of the Feng family. But it's not sweet to twist words. I don't love you. Marrying you is torture. With your status as the Yang family, you could have found a better one." Husband, why do you want to be my daughter's stepmother?"

"As for repaying your kindness... [-] million, [-] million, or even a billion, you name it, and I will do my best to satisfy you."

Yang Caiyue was already trembling all over, crying into tears.

Hearing this, she cried out in grief, "But what I want is not money! I love you for so many years, don't you know? Since you don't love me and don't want to marry me, why did you agree?"

"..." Feng Moyan couldn't answer.

At the beginning, the younger sister was seriously ill and was in danger, and the whole family was shrouded in great grief.

Knowing that Yang Caiyue's kidney was successfully matched and that she intends to donate it, the family members were very excited.

Some interests are exchanged, needless to say clearly, each other knows it well.

So the mother offered to marry her, and the Yang family readily agreed—seeing that the younger sister was saved, how could he, as the elder brother, refuse?

Human nature is selfish, he admits that he is indeed not a good person.

No matter how this matter is handled, one party will be hurt.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Yang Caiyue shouted hysterically: "You guys are too much! This is a deception at all! You lied to me to save Shiwen first, and you never thought about fulfilling your promise!"

Seeing that the scene was out of control, Xu Hong immediately stepped forward to comfort her: "Caiyue, we really didn't think so. You are a good boy, and my aunt has always liked you. You saved Wenwen, and I am so grateful to you..."

Feng Shiwen was also guilty, looked at her elder brother and asked in grief and indignation: "Brother, in your eyes, is it that my sister should have died long ago? It was me who delayed you by living, right?"

Before Feng Moyan could speak, the phone in his pocket rang.

He was startled, immediately thought of something, and quickly took out his phone.

"Hey."

"President Feng, the result is out."

Indeed, the call was from Wang Cheng.

But it was too noisy here, and he couldn't hear clearly, so he walked out with his mobile phone in great strides.

"Wait! I'll go find you!"

The elders in the room were even angrier when they saw him leaving without saying goodbye.

"Feng Moyan! Stop!"

"If you dare to leave today, I will not recognize your son!"

"Mo Yan!"

"Mo Yan, don't go... I really love you, you can't treat me like this, woo... Mo Yan—"

Yang Caiyue also chased after her, but she didn't take two steps, probably in a hurry, she suddenly tilted her body and fainted to the ground.

"Catch the moon!"

"Yueyue..."

"Quick! Call an ambulance..."

"Yueyue, Yueyue, don't scare mom... If something happens to you, what will you tell mom to do..."

Liang Xingfeng hugged her daughter and pressed her face in front of her, as if she had lost her beloved daughter.

Xu Hong and the others thought Liang Xingfeng's words were unpleasant and were unhappy, but when they saw Yang Caiyue faint, they panicked.

If she really has any troubles, the Feng family will become the target of public criticism.

The outside world still doesn't know how to discuss it.

"Yueyue, don't be angry, your body is important... Don't worry, with Auntie here, you can't let him mess around, you are the daughter-in-law of my Feng family, and you won't change!"

Yang Caiyue, who buried her face in her mother's arms, finally felt comforted after hearing Xu Hong's assurance.

She is bound to win the position of Young Mistress Feng! !

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Just as Feng Moyan got into the car, he suddenly froze.

"What did you say?!"

Wang Cheng knew that the boss couldn't accept it, but he repeated again, "The appraisal results show that Ms. Ruan and Miss Xixi are not related by blood, not mother and daughter."

There was a bang in his head, and Feng Moyan sat in the cab, suddenly feeling that the whole world was far away.

How could this be?

Seeing the silence here, Wang Cheng persuaded again in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, you also want to open something. It seems that we did make a mistake. My wife passed away four years ago. This Ms. Ruan just looks like my wife. "

"Impossible." He said suddenly, and slammed his fist on the steering wheel, "There must be something wrong, she is Yang Qianyu!"

"Mr. Feng, it's written in black and white. You can't be wrong. I know that you still feel uncomfortable when your wife passed away, but this is the truth. You—"

Before Wang Cheng finished speaking, Feng Moyan hung up the phone suddenly.

The next second, he started the engine, and the car shot through the night like an arrow.

The phone kept ringing, he glanced at it, it was a call from home, and ignored it.

Soon, there was also news on WeChat.

He was still too lazy to answer.

When the car entered the urban area, the phone rang again. He saw that the caller ID was Gong Beize, and answered angrily: "What are you doing?"

Gong Beize said: "Wang Cheng has already told me that he can't persuade you, let me persuade you. Don't be so foolish as to find someone now and do something to him. Yang Qianyu is dead, You wake up!"

"She's not dead, my intuition is right!" Feng Moyan was still stubborn.

Before he finished speaking, a car on the side suddenly changed lanes. He couldn't dodge in time, and the speed was so fast that he hit it with a "bang"!

On the other side of the phone, Gong Beize was scared out of his body: "Mo Yan! What's wrong with you, Mo Yan?"