Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Could it be that they broke up because of themselves?

Seeing that the woman didn't speak, he raised his hand and touched his forehead, then looked at the blood on his hand and frowned: "You used to...you didn't wear lipstick...you were so ugly."

Yang Qianyu's dazed expression suddenly twisted, not understanding what he meant.

You mean, about the kiss in the hotel?

Her cheeks suddenly became hot, and she said in a cold voice with a straight face: "You drink too much, go to rest, and stop making trouble."

The man raised his hand and raised his handsome face with difficulty, "Help me."

"..."

"I asked you to help me, don't you understand?"

Yang Qianyu turned her head and looked around, ready to find a servant.

But the man suddenly yelled: "I don't want anyone else! I just... want you! Hurry up!"

Yang Qianyu gritted her teeth, suppressing her displeasure.

Sure enough, he still followed the previous virtue!

On weekdays, she is well-dressed, refined and elegant, but after eating a few servings of yellow soup, she will reveal her domineering and domineering nature!

Knowing that he couldn't reason at this time, Yang Qianyu just wanted to get him back to his room so he could leave, so he endured and endured, and bent forward.

"Stand up by yourself, or I won't be able to support you."

The man didn't say anything, just put most of his body weight on her.

Yang Qianyu frowned in pain, the weight of Monkey King under the Five Elements Mountain was no more than that.

Halfway up the stairs, she suddenly lost all strength, staggered sideways, and hit the railing.

The severe pain made her grin her teeth, but instead of showing sympathy, the instigator taunted with contempt: "You're so stupid... Such a stupid woman, indeed... No, it can't be my daughter's mother."

Yang Qianyu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly shook off his hand and pushed him hard onto the railing.

Normally, a drunk man would definitely lose his balance and roll down the stairs after being thrown like this.

But President Feng didn't know what was going on, but he reacted very quickly and grabbed the railing to stabilize his body.

However, he still had a bewildered smile on his face, and his chest was also heaving and wheezing.

"Why, I...wrong?"

Yang Qianyu stared at him, speechless, turned around and went downstairs after a few seconds of silence.

Love it!It's not her man anyway.

Feng Moyan smiled unsteadily, and didn't hold back, but raised his head and shouted upstairs: "Xixi... baby, dad is back... hurry up and help dad... dad was hit by a car... ...was hurt, it hurts...it hurts—"

The woman who had already descended the last step suddenly froze in her steps.

Hit by a car?

So, the injury on his head was caused by a car accident?

But since there was a car accident, why didn't Gong Beize and the others take him to the hospital?And take him to get drunk?And then send it home?

Yang Qianyu cursed secretly: What the hell are you f*cking friends!

She turned back, went back in two or three steps, stood in front of the man and asked, "Apart from your head injury, where else are you injured?"

"Who are you?"

"Do you want to go to the hospital? I don't care about you, I just don't want you to scare the children."

"You're not...not Yang Qianyu." The man raised his finger and shook his head.

The woman secretly took a deep breath and clenched her fists: "Feng Moyan, can you speak well?!"

"Your name is... Ruan... Ruan Qing."

"..."

She was short of breath, and suddenly reached out her hand, pointed her thumb towards the scratched and bleeding place on the man's forehead, and pressed down hard!

"Ah...it hurts!" The tall and burly President Feng screamed in agony from the sudden pain, and knelt down with his head covered in one hand.

"Are you looking for death!" He roared angrily.

But Yang Qianyu ignored him at all, just grabbed him and picked him up again, carrying him upstairs.

In fact, she didn't carry it, and she couldn't move it either.

It is more appropriate to use "drag" and "drag" to describe the scene.

"I'm hurt...you're abusive—"

"Slow down...I'm dizzy..."

"Don't think I dare not hit you! Yang Qianyu, I hate you... I have hated you for four years! Don't mess with me!"

Feng Moyan, who was thinking brokenly, didn't know if he was really drunk or pretended to be drunk.

However, it is true that he had a car accident.

It's just that the performance of the car is good, except for his forehead hitting the door frame and scratching his skin, he is fine.

So after Gong Beize and Wang Cheng arrived, they took him away after dealing with the traffic accident.

A few people went to dinner, during the dinner he was in a bad mood and ordered a few bottles of wine, and in the end he drank too much.

But whether he was drunk to the point of insanity, only he knew.

Messed up and exhausted.

Yang Qianyu finally got him into the bedroom.

"You... help me undress, it's so hot..."

The man was lying on his back, with a pair of long legs leaning on the side of the bed, he raised his hand and shook it a few times.

Yang Qianyu stood by the bed, looking down at him.

For some reason, Feng Moyan felt a little pitiful when he was drunk.

She stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly came back to her senses, thinking that she must have a brain problem.

He is Feng Moyan, a big man who commands the wind and rain in this city, who needs pity?

Take care of yourself first!

"Mr. Feng, you and I have nothing to do with each other. We'll go our separate ways from now on. Your daughter is very likable, but unfortunately I'm not her biological mother. It's a pity."

Originally, I wanted to say something, but I felt that thousands of words were stuck in my throat, and I didn't know where to start.

In the end, she simply remained silent, just stepped forward, pulled up the quilt on the bed and covered him.

In her heart, she told herself that this was the last entanglement between the two of them.

Now that he has "broke it" with Yang Caiyue, she no longer has to worry about her daughter falling into the hands of the vicious stepmother.

Then she just needs to guard her from a distance, knowing that her daughter is doing well.

After the quilt was covered, she slowly straightened up, ready to leave.

Unexpectedly, the wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"what--"

She was startled, and the moment she turned around, she was suddenly dragged off by the man and fell heavily into his arms.

"What are you doing!" Yang Qianyu became furious and struggled to get up.

But a drunk man has no sense at all.

Feng Moyan hugged her tightly with both hands, with an evil and bewildered look on his face, as if playing a game with her now.

Yang Qianyu was inexplicably guilty by his expression, froze for a moment, and pushed him again.

This push just pushed out all the drunkenness in the man's stomach——

Hearing a "wow", Feng Moyan immediately let go.

Yang Qianyu was caught off guard and exerted too much force. When he let go suddenly, she fell backwards, hit the bedside table with a "bang", and fell to the ground again.

There was a burning pain in her back. Before she could get up, she saw the man struggling to sit up...

"Don't! Don't, hold back!" She turned pale with fright, and waved her hands back again and again, but she still couldn't escape.

The strong smell of alcohol came over her face, her dress was soaked, and the warmth seemed to have a penetrating power, instantly making her skin burn and jump up.

For a moment, Yang Qianyu just wanted to jump into the Pacific Ocean and take a bath.