Gong Beize was afraid that he would make her angry, and even more afraid that the two of them would quarrel again afterwards, so he had to act as a peacemaker: "Qianyu can't be entirely blamed for this. She may think that your body is like this and she doesn't want you to worry about it."

"In addition, my uncle and aunt are so hostile to her. How dare she say this to you at this time? In the eyes of my uncle and aunt, I don't know what to say about her."

Feng Moyan did not accept this persuasion: "It's 200 million, not 200 billion. Do I need to alert a circle of people to get it together for her?"

"..." Gong Beize was suddenly speechless.

This is true, 200 million, his personal account has been settled.

Why……

This Yang Qianyu is really tough after not seeing him for several years.

It really impressed him.

Gong Bei Zeqian sat for a while and then asked: "Have you thought about how to do it? If you want me to find someone to pretend to contact her, will you indirectly support it, or..."

Feng Moyan really wanted to get her into a fight.

But when you calm down and think about it, that cruel little thing doesn't want to talk to him, and if there's a quarrel, he probably won't come even more.

Forget it, be angry, things still need to be solved.

"Just do as you say, don't let her know it was my order." He also wanted to give it directly, but since she didn't mention anything, it meant she didn't want his money, so she wouldn't accept it if he gave it to her.

It can only be funded secretly.

When Gong Beize saw him compromising, he knew that the anger had passed.

"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter without revealing anything."

Gong Beize was very busy. Before he finished speaking, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen: "It's from Wang Cheng. I think something happened again. I have to go. You should have a good rest. I'll call you if anything happens."

"Um."

The good brother stood up and left. The door to the ward was closed, and the emotions on Feng Moyan's face were completely released.

That little thing!

How could she be...stubborn like that!

Don’t want to owe him a favor?

Want to cut off the relationship?

Ha! He won’t!

See what she can do!

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On the way to the hospital, Yang Qianyu suddenly sneezed three times in a row.

Who is cursing her behind her back?

I almost bit my tongue when I sneezed.

When she arrived at the hospital, it was almost noon. She didn't have time to make soup today, so she packed some meals and soup suitable for patients at a restaurant near the hospital and carried them upstairs.

Just then the nurse came out and closed the door gently.

Seeing her, the nurse nodded politely: "Ms. Yang, you are here."

Yang Qianyu smiled politely and asked in a low voice: "How is he... today? Did he lose his temper?"

"Fortunately... the young master came here in the morning and chatted with Mr. Feng for a while."

"Oh~"

"Ms. Yang, did you bring lunch to Mr. Feng?"

"Well, you want to buy some? No need, you can go and eat by yourself, I will take care of him."

The nurse eagerly said, "Okay, thank you, Miss Yang."

After the nurse left, Yang Qianyu carried the packing box to the door of the ward and looked in through the window glass.

It's a cloudy day today, it's gray outside, and there's not much sunlight even if the windows are open.

The man was lying quietly, his expression no different from the sky outside.

However, compared to his usual moody and erratic appearance, this gray and lifeless face is already pretty good.

When she opened the door and went in, she deliberately walked slowly to avoid waking him up.

But when she walked to the bedside, the man suddenly said: "What are you doing here?"

Yang Qianyu was stunned, "You're not asleep?"

"You woke me up."

"..."

Hearing his cold tone and his paralyzed face, Yang Qianyu couldn't bear it, rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, okay? I'll ask you before I come next time, if you are sleeping

, I’ll just wait and come back.”

"..." Feng Moyan was speechless by her and fell silent.

Yang Qianyu glanced at him and snorted in her heart.

The nurse also said that he was in a good mood today.

Is this a sign of a good mood?

Daqing means holding back the fire and just waiting for her to come!

"It's noon, let's eat. But you just had the operation yesterday, so you can only drink some liquid food, soup or porridge?"

While the woman was talking to him, she quickly opened the packing boxes one by one.

Feng Moyan understood when he heard the sound of opening the lid, "Did you pack it from outside?"

"Um."

"Why don't you do it for me?"

"I..." She paused in her voice, turned to look at the man, suppressing her dissatisfaction, "I have to go to work, Mr. Feng! Do you think I have too much time to do every day?"

"Besides going to work, what else do you do?"

Yang Qianyu was confused again.

What's the meaning?

"In addition to going to work, I also have to take care of three children! In addition to the children, I also have a dog! You got that dog back too!"

Mr. Feng frowned, he even brought a dog back?

Seeing that he remained silent, Yang Qianyu poured the soup out, raised the head of his bed slightly, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Let's have some soup..."

As soon as the spoon was brought to his lips, someone turned his face away, full of disgust: "It smells like plastic."

"..." Yang Qianyu was speechless. She leaned closer and smelled it. Where was it?

How many people eat takeout every day, and don’t they use disposable tableware?

"Can you stop being pretentious?"

"I am a patient, and I need to be more careful about my diet. If you bring me takeaway food, using such junk tableware is neither hygienic nor nutritious. I am afraid of being poisoned."

"..." Yang Qianyu resisted the urge to pour a bowl of soup on it, gritting her teeth secretly.

That day, a bucket of soup had been sitting in the car for a long time, and it was almost going bad. He drank it all, and he didn't even say a word of disapproval.

I didn't even see him being unwell due to poisoning.

Why today...

She lowered her arms, sighed helplessly and with a headache, calmed down, and cheered up again: "I know you blame me for not accompanying you to complete the operation yesterday, but I told you, I also have a job, and I have to support my family.

My child, you can’t just quit if you say you don’t want to do it.”

"I can support you, everything about me is yours." Including money.

There was a deep meaning in these words, but Yang Qianyu did not hear it at this time.

She said calmly: "We have made peace with each other a long time ago. Don't say such things again. If your mother hears this, she will call me a vixen again."

"You don't need to care about what they think. I'm an adult long ago and I can make my own decisions."

Even if he gives her all his wealth, it is still his business.

Yang Qianyu didn't know how to explain it to him, so she simply ended the topic: "You can just eat some for now, I'll make soup for you tomorrow."

"tonight."

"What?"

"I want to drink the soup you made tonight."

"..." She endured it and gritted her teeth, "Okay, tonight is tonight."

Just in time, I'll bring the kids here in the evening.

With the little ones around, he can divert his attention and don't vent his anger on her alone.

Really...

Did you dig his ancestral graves in your last life? You will be abused by him like this in this life!

Mr. Feng was like a child, having gone through all kinds of dissatisfaction and awkwardness, and finally opened his noble mouth under the coaxing of "mother".
Chapter completed!