Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

After saying that, he didn't wait for Yang Qianyu to respond, he smiled and turned to open the door and go out.

Xiaoxiao waited outside the door, seeing Gong Beize leave, she immediately came in.

"Sister, how is it? What does he want you for?"

Yang Qianyu stood up, "What is the itinerary for the afternoon?"

Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, "There is a meeting in the afternoon, and two proposals are waiting to be finalized."

"You can host, and send me the final voting results."

She walked out of the conference room quickly, and before she finished speaking, the person had disappeared.

After getting in the car, Yang Qianyu called Fei Xue again: "Fei Fei, don't bother your aunt, I'm going to the hospital to accompany Xixi now."

Fisher was puzzled: "Why, aren't you afraid that Yang Caiyue will make trouble?"

She concentrated on driving, and said calmly but domineeringly: "It's a big deal, I will admit my identity. As the child's biological mother, it is only natural to take care of Xixi!"

Fisher was taken aback, and persuaded: "You should think twice! Think about Xiaoyu Xiaozhou."

"Well, I have a clue."

After Fei Xue's reminder, Yang Qianyu missed his son again.

After returning to China, she spent too little time with the brothers.

So she hung up the phone, and she dialed her son's phone and watch, and chatted with the two little guys.

She didn't end the call until she arrived at the hospital.

When going upstairs, Yang Qianyu was more vigilant, worried that Yang Caiyue would rush up from somewhere again, grabbed her by the hair and shouted, "Hit mistress!"

These days, she was exposed on the Internet, was broken into by strangers with paint, and was pestered and beaten several times by Yang Caiyue.

Fortunately, all the way to the outside of the ward, nothing happened.

Pushing open the door of the ward, it was quiet and warm inside.

Xixi fell asleep peacefully, while Feng Moyan was lying on the side of the hospital bed, apparently also fell asleep.

But even though the father and daughter were asleep, they still held hands tightly.

When Yang Qianyu saw it, she couldn't explain how she felt.

Associating with Gong Beize's words, even though Feng Moyan has countless crimes, he is definitely qualified or even excellent as a father.

She walked in cautiously, put down the bag gently, went to the bed and stretched out a hand to explore Xixi's forehead.

Then frown...

It seems to be a little low-grade fever.

I don't know if the doctor knows.

When she was hesitating whether to call a doctor, the man who was lying on his stomach was suddenly startled and sat up suddenly.

The quick action shocked Yang Qianyu on the other side of the hospital bed!

When the eyes of the two met, she suddenly had hot flushes in her ears, and she didn't know where to turn her eyes.

Although Feng Moyan was very sleepy and tired, he still didn't dare to fall asleep. He felt someone approaching quietly in a daze, and he woke up suddenly with a very gloomy and serious expression on his face.

After seeing clearly who the "uninvited guest" was, the tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Yang Qianyu saw all the changes in his eyes, and clearly saw the exhaustion and thick red blood in his eyes.

A strange feeling flashed across her heart, and she didn't wait for the man to speak, and offered to propose: "You go back and rest, I'll watch over here."

Feng Moyan looked suspicious, and his eyes were a little more scrutinized.

Did this woman take the wrong medicine?Suddenly being so "nice" to him?

Seeing that he was silent, Yang Qianyu thought that he didn't trust her, and added: "Don't worry, I will never leave an inch."

Feng Moyan got up slowly, and before he could let go of his daughter's little hand, the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated.

He awkwardly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket with the other hand, looked at the caller ID, frowned and connected: "Hello... well, can you handle it? Got it..."

Yang Qianyu didn't speak, and stood aside with a bit of embarrassment.

Knowing that the call was from Gong Beize, she couldn't help but curse in her heart.

It seems that this guy calculated that he would soften his heart and come to the hospital to change someone's shift, so he calculated the time to call Feng Moyan and persuade him to leave.

The craze that hadn't faded from her ears came back again, and she became more and more embarrassed, so she had to tell herself in her heart - it was all for her daughter, not for this bastard!

After the phone call was over, Feng Moyan looked at her, his face perked up again.

"The company has something to deal with, I'll go over there. You stay with Xixi, she has a low fever, you should pay more attention, if you have any questions, go to the doctor and call me."

His daughter was asleep and needed to be quiet. It was rare for him not to be sarcastic, and his tone was calm and gentle.

For her daughter's sake, Yang Qianyu looked amiable and nodded, "Well, I just found out that she has a low-grade fever, so I will pay more attention."

Originally, I was going to add a sentence of "Go and get busy", but I held back the words.

Feng Moyan looked at her, his eyes were deep and dark, as if he wanted to say something, but he fell silent in the end.

Turning around, he walked aside and picked up the suit jacket that was draped on the sofa.

His injured right shoulder hadn't fully healed yet, and just now he was sleeping beside the bed, holding his daughter's hand. His muscles must have been stiff and numb.

Therefore, when wearing a suit jacket, the movements were obviously sluggish and clumsy, and the arms were reversed to the back several times, but they failed to pull the clothes over.

The man frowned, feeling a little frustrated, turned his head to look at the dull woman, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing in a daze? Can't you help me?"

Yang Qianyu came back to his senses, his cheeks suddenly warmed up, and he subconsciously walked towards him, absent-mindedly, and bumped his foot against the bedpost.

"Hiss..." She gritted her teeth in pain, and hurriedly turned her head to see if the little girl on the bed had been woken up.

fine……

Didn't wake up.

She walked behind the man, not daring to raise her eyes.

But Feng Moyan kept staring at her, with the corner of his mouth slightly twitching, he couldn't help saying: "After all these years, I'm still reckless."

"..." Yang Qianyu blushed and didn't bother to pay attention to him. Fortunately, he was standing behind him and didn't have to face him.

Picking up the collar of his suit with both hands, helping him put his arms into the sleeves.

This picture is actually quite unfamiliar.

They have been married for three years, although they sleep together every night, they never miss intimate matters, except for special days.

But there has never been such a thing as helping him dress and tidy up.

Their relationship at that time was already deformed and awkward.

So at this time, Yang Qianyu felt very uncomfortable, and as soon as she got dressed, she turned her head and left.

But the man reacted quickly, turned around and grabbed her wrist.

Yang Qianyu was dragged back.

"Ah——" her heart beat suddenly tightened, and she let out a low cry, realizing that the two were too close, and immediately distanced them like an electric shock.

But the man wouldn't let him go, so she could only back away one step away.

"What are you doing, let go!" She ordered in a low voice, afraid of waking up the child.

Feng Moyan held her bright wrist, took her a step closer, and stared at her with burning eyes.

"You—" Yang Qianyu was tense all over, unable to speak.

The two were close at hand, and the strong masculine breath on his body rushed towards his face, and there was still a faint smell of shower gel.

It seems that he went back to the hospital in the morning after staying up all night last night, took a shower and changed his clothes.

For several years, he hasn't even changed the brand of toiletries.

He seems to be a long-term lover, but he treats women and marriage so irresponsibly!

"Why are you here?"

Feng Moyan stared at her, quietly surveying her delicate and soft facial features, and said in a low voice.

Yang Qianyu's cheeks became even hotter, and she glared at him: "You...don't think too much, thinking that I'm for you or something...We've been divorced for more than four years, and I have nothing to do with how well you live! "