Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Feng Moyan smiled, obviously not caring.

"Hey, Uncle Yang..."

"Oh! Do you still remember to call me Uncle Yang?"

Sure enough, on the other side of the phone, his former father-in-law, Yang Guohua, the head of the Yang family, opened his mouth to mock.

Feng Moyan laughed it off, "Uncle Yang, what are you talking about, you are an elder."

"Don't do this with me!" Yang Guohua didn't appreciate it, and said in a very aggressive tone, "I ask you, what do you mean? You just bully Xiaoyue because you think she is not my own daughter?"

"She donated a kidney to save your sister!"

"Back then, your Feng family kept saying that you would be responsible to her to the end, and that it was your mother who proposed this marriage. It wasn't forced by our Yang family!"

"Now, what kind of vixen have you found outside, and you are going to skip mining the moon?"

"By the way!" Speaking of that vixen, Yang Guohua suddenly changed the subject, "I heard that that woman looks very much like Xiaoyu. Didn't you hate Xiaoyu at the beginning? Why are you confused now when you see a woman who looks like Xiaoyu?" up?"

When mentioning the deceased eldest daughter, Yang Guohua didn't feel sad at all, as if he mentioned an insignificant stranger.

After hearing these words, Feng Moyan's cold face unconsciously darkened a little.

Speaking of which, the change from love to hatred for Yang Qianyu back then was also fueled by the Yang family.

At this time, when Yang Guohua mentioned the dead daughter without any grief, he suddenly became angry and asked, "In the eyes of your father, is your biological daughter not as good as a stepdaughter with a different surname?"

Yang Guohua was taken aback for a moment, then paused and said bitterly: "What do you mean by that? Xiaoyu and Xiaoyue are both my daughters! I love them equally!"

"Really? Then after I divorced Xiaoyu, why did I hear that you all refused to accept her?"

"This...back then..." Yang Guohua groaned, obviously lacking confidence.

"How can we not accept it? It's because she has a stubborn temper. After being reprimanded by us, she left her head and left, never wanting to come back!"

"Besides, what does it look like for a married and divorced daughter to come back to her mother's house?"

Feng Moyan is also a father now, all he knows is that a father loves his children, he will not make any noise in the accident world, and only thinks about how to protect the children from harm.

It can be seen from this that Yang Guohua didn't take this daughter seriously at all, so he didn't even care much about her tragic death later.

These years, he has even ignored Xixi, his granddaughter, as if there was no such child at all.

He admits that he is not a good person, but Yang Guohua, as his own father and grandfather, is even worse than a beast.

My heart became more and more repulsive towards the Yang family, Feng Moyan didn't bother to beat around the bush, and suddenly said, "Uncle Yang, [-] million, it's like buying that kidney—from now on, we will seal the Yang family's bridge to the bridge, and the road to the road." ,How about it?"

Yang Guohua was stunned for a moment.

Three hundred million!

He never thought that this stepdaughter with a foreign surname was so valuable!

He was overjoyed and excited, but thinking about the problem of face, he still yelled artificially: "Feng Moyan, you are going too far! Think you can do whatever you want if you have money? It's not about money, but..."

"Five million."

Five hundred million?

Gong Beize, who was sitting across from the desk, was about to pop out of his eyes!

Love brain, love brain, hopeless...

Hearing the word five hundred million, Yang Guohua's blood pressure soared to the peak.

Five hundred million, with this money, what kind of man can't you find?Why bother to beg the Feng family?Going to be a stepmother to someone else's daughter?

Thinking about the company's embarrassing situation, thinking about the younger son who spends millions every year studying abroad, his wife who spends money like water, and the pressure of a huge family all living on him...

Yang Guohua felt that the money was like rain from heaven, a gift in the snow!

But, how would he convince his wife and that stepdaughter with a foreign surname?

"Feng Moyan, you...do you think you can make me compromise by throwing money at you?"

He was still talking about it, but he was already planning how to distribute the money in his heart.

Feng Moyan figured out his psychology clearly, and said calmly: "It's okay to not compromise, I can marry Yang Caiyue, but after signing a prenuptial agreement, my money and assets have nothing to do with your Yang family's dime. No."

When Yang Guohua heard this, his heart was bleeding.

Anyone with a little brain should know that it is definitely more cost-effective to take [-] million!

"Uncle Yang, my patience is limited, if you keep..."

"Mo Yan, Mo Yan..." Yang Guohua seemed to see the cooked duck flying away again, and immediately stopped taking Joe, and his tone changed, "That—don't worry, I'm not in charge of this matter ...I have to discuss it with them."

"I can't even handle my own woman, Uncle Yang's status at home..."

"No! Of course what I say has weight! Well, let's do what you said, five hundred million, I'll settle their mother and daughter, and promise not to pester you again."

He immediately asked: "Is it [-] million? You won't go back on your word?"

"You can record it as evidence."

In Feng Moyan's view, things that can be done with money are nothing serious, he is not so worthless.

"Okay! Uncle Yang believes you!" Yang Guohua was very happy, and he made the final decision.

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Xu Hong got out of the car, looked at the high-end residential area in front of her, and found the building where Yang Qianyu was located according to the address.

But she didn't have an access card, so she couldn't enter, so she had to stay outside pretending to be calm, waiting for someone to come out or come back.

Coincidentally, soon a foreign man appeared with two little boys.

Xiaoyu was holding a basketball in one hand and an ice cream in the other. He was sweating profusely and his face was flushed. It looked like he had just finished exercising.

Xiao Zhou finished his ice cream in two or three gulps, and looked at his brother's with eager eyes, "You eat too slowly! It's all melted!"

"I like it, I want you to take care of it!"

"waste!"

"I'm willing to waste."

"whispering sound!"

The two never forgot to fight, and Kane swiped the door and greeted them to enter.

Xu Hong stood aside, stunned.

Because the little boy holding the basketball has a bit of his son's appearance between his brows, but his facial features are more delicate than his son's.

Kane held the door and waited until the children came in. He was about to throw away his hands, but when he saw a lady standing outside, he asked politely, "Hello, may I ask you... come in?"

Xu Hong came back to her senses, and hurried forward: "Thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome." Kane's Chinese is still messy, but the basic etiquette is fine.

While waiting for the elevator, Xiao Zhou made a sudden attack and knocked off the basketball in his brother's hand, scaring Xiao Yu's ice cream. .seven

"Hahahaha—I told you to slow down, I have nothing to eat now!" Looking at the ice cream on the ground, Xiao Zhou was still provocative.

"You pay me!"

The elder brother was so angry that he stepped forward and pinched the younger brother's neck. The two wrestled, their center of gravity was unstable, and they bumped into Xu Hong.

"Ah!" Xu Hong staggered from being hit, took two steps back and almost fell.