Feng Moyan commented: "Well, it sounds very expensive." He touched a child sitting next to him, but he couldn't figure out who it was. He smiled and said, "It seems that dad is very good to you."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

She rolled her eyes speechlessly, and then she remembered that this guy's memory was still in his teenage years.

At that time, this car probably didn’t exist yet, right?

No wonder he didn't know.

On the way, Gong Beizeze called.

"We have already left. On the way back to the Royal Garden, did you go to the hospital?" Yang Qianyu answered the call. Hearing that Mr. Gong missed the call, he couldn't help but smile, "Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming over?

?Well, okay...see you later, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu looked at Feng Moyan, her clear voice still filled with a smile: "Your good brother said that he prepared a discharge gift for you. He originally wanted to give it to you in the hospital.

, but we have already left, and he said he would send it home later."

Feng Moyan had no reaction after hearing this.

Seeing his indifferent look, Yang Qianyu said dissatisfiedly: "Hey! I'm giving you a gift, why do you act like I owe you eight million?"

He said in a calm tone: "I can't see or move in this state, so I don't want any gifts. And with his virtue, he won't give you anything good."

Most likely, they sent him something to offend him on purpose.

"You are really..."

The woman couldn't think of words to describe him, so she could only give up halfway.

It’s a miracle that such an ignorant and venomous freak can still make friends!

Feng Moyan ignored her dissatisfaction, but was curious about another thing.

"When did you become so familiar with Gong Beize? We always talk and laugh every time we meet." This thought passed through his mind, and he asked without much hesitation.

Yang Qianyu was sitting opposite him, looking down at her phone and replying to WeChat messages.

When he first heard this, he seemed not to hear it clearly. He raised his eyes and asked, "...what are you talking about and laughing at?"

The man's face turned cold, "I'm talking about you and Gong Beize."

She was even more confused, "What happened to Master Gong and me?"

Feng Moyan seemed to be annoyed by her, and his cold expression added to his impatience, "What are you doing? I'm not even paying attention when talking to you. I don't wear my ears when I go out?"

Before he finished speaking, the children on the side interrupted, "Dad, you are not allowed to be cruel to your mother!"

Yang Qianyu looked at her eldest son, pursed her lips and curled her lips, snickering, "Did you see, someone will take care of you from now on - oh, sorry, you can't see."

"..." Being exposed by her on purpose, Mr. Feng was very angry.

But since the children were present, he dared not speak out in anger.

The carriage became quiet, and after a while, the frustrated man uttered another sentence: "From now on, you should have some sense of propriety when it comes to other men. Don't laugh with everyone."

Yang Qianyu finished replying to WeChat, put down her phone and looked up at her, staring at her for a few seconds before narrowing her beautiful eyes and tilting her head slightly: "Feng Moyan, you are a macho man, but your mind is smaller than a needle! Everything is boring.

?”

Even if she ignored this unwarranted jealousy, he would keep fussing over her to no end!

That's enough!

When the woman told him what he was saying, Mr. Feng's handsome face turned away awkwardly and said: "Don't you know what you look like... You are not afraid of others misunderstanding..."

Yang Qianyu: "..."

What a fallacy!

Does it mean that because she is good-looking, she has to keep a straight face and act cold towards others all day long in order to distance herself?

As long as you smile, you are interested in people, will people misunderstand you?

She scoffed coldly and scolded in a low voice: "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Then she stopped talking to him.

Next, the only voices in the carriage were the voices of men and children.

Yang Qianyu kept looking down at her phone, sometimes replying to work matters, and sometimes chatting with Fisher.

After learning that Mr. Feng was finally discharged from the hospital, Miss Fei expressed that she would choose a good and auspicious day to visit him at home and wish him good luck in his future.

Yang Qianyu replied with a "rolling eyes and wiping sweat" emoticon.

When the car got on the private road of Yuyuan, Yang Qianyu suddenly remembered something again.

"That's right! If you don't remember what happened in the past few years, then you must have no impression of Yuyuan, right?"

Feng Moyan said: "Gong Beize said that Yuyuan is one of my properties and it is also the place where I live the most."

"Yes, this is called Yuyuan Villa. It is a manor you bought after you took charge of Fengyun Group. It became your residence after renovation. There are five floors above and below the ground, covering an area of ​​almost 2,000 square meters, and a garden in the back.

It's well taken care of, and different flowers bloom all year round. When the weather is fine, you can ask the caregiver to push you out to enjoy the wind, bask in the sun, and smell the flowers."

Feng Moyan was unfazed after hearing this, and just asked: "Did we live here during the years we were married?"

"Um."

"Do you like it here?"

this problem……

Yang Qianyu hesitated for a moment and answered cautiously: "As for the environment and scenery here, of course I like it, but our relationship was not very good in those few years. To me, this place..."

It is a spacious and luxurious cage.

And she is the canary trapped in the cage.

Feng Moyan saw her pause in her words, her handsome face fell slightly silent, and her eyes became more serious, "It seems... you don't have a good impression of this place."

"It's not that..." She smiled, "Anyway, those things have passed and I don't care anymore, so I don't feel anything wrong when I come back here."

Feng Moyan immediately followed the words: "In that case, why don't you and the children move in with me."

Since it has five floors above and below ground and covers an area of ​​2,000 square meters, it should be enough for their family of five.

Yang Qianyu answered cautiously just now, fearing that he would make this request.

really……

"Ignore it for now. This place is too far from my work. Master Gong's villa is quite nice. It's right in the city. It's convenient for commuting to and from get off work. It's also close to sending the children to and from school."

Seeing that she refused without hesitation, Feng Moyan's face suddenly lost its expression: "In short... no matter what I say, you have a reason to reject me."

"..."

Yang Qianyu looked at his listless and self-pitying look, pursed her lips, and really wanted to complain - you are a big injustice now.

Fortunately, I endured it.

When Lincoln drove into the grounds of the Royal Garden, the servants in the villa had already come out to greet him.

Yang Qianyu pushed the door open and got out of the car, turned around and took all the children out, making room for Ah Quan and his bodyguards to go up and lift the man and the wheelchair down.

It has to be said that after he looks like this, traveling will be really a problem in the future, and it will be impossible without two or three strong men accompanying him.

Aunt Rong came back to the Royal Garden early this morning and led the servants to clean the house.

Seeing that the man of the house, who had been away for more than a month, finally came back, Aunt Rong happily came forward to welcome her, her eyes were red: "Sir, you are back! We have been waiting for you for several days. I thought, thought..."

"Aunt Rong, don't you think he is doing well, and he will be blessed if he survives the disaster." Seeing Aunt Rong's excitement, Yang Qianyu quickly interrupted.

"Yes, yes! Sir, you will definitely be very lucky in the future!" Aunt Rong laughed.

Feng Moyan sat in a wheelchair, feeling the wind and sunshine from the outside world, and feeling the vivid world after rebirth.

He could sense that there were many people in front of him, but they were completely unfamiliar to him.

Yang Qianyu saw his indifferent expression, with confusion and confusion between his brows, and bent down and whispered: "This is Aunt Rong, the housekeeper of Yuyuan, and she is the one who took care of Xixi."

Upon hearing that it was this female elder who had taken care of her daughter, Feng Moyan's expression suddenly softened, and then she said politely: "Hello, Aunt Rong."

Although Aunt Rong had known for a long time that her master was blind and had lost his memory, she still found it difficult to accept it when she saw it with her own eyes.

Yang Qianyu straightened up and explained: "Aunt Rong, he is here..."

The woman pointed to her head, meaning that Feng Moyan's brain was seriously injured and there was something wrong, "I have forgotten some memories, so I don't remember you or this place."

Aunt Rong nodded repeatedly, "I know everything, I know it. It doesn't matter. We just remember sir. Madam, come into the house quickly! Although it's quite warm today, the wind is a bit strong. Sir, you'd better not let the wind blow."

"Yeah." Yang Qianyu responded, looking down at the person in the wheelchair, "I'll push you into the house."

Although this was not the first time he came to Yuyuan after returning to China, for Yang Qianyu, his mood was different when he stepped here again today.

No matter how heartless she said, after these days of getting along, her attitude and views towards Feng Moyan had changed.

The two now get along more like old friends who have known each other for many years.

In addition, the children also have feelings for him, and when the family reunites, they are surrounded by a warm and happy atmosphere.

She no longer resisted stepping onto his territory.

"There is an elevator in the villa, which is convenient for your wheelchair. But you haven't recovered yet, so try to run around less and lie in bed more. If you need anything, ask someone to do it."
To be continued...