Chapter 105 The relationship between us has long been broken!
Yang Qianyu returned to the ward and saw Xixi sleeping. She took her mobile phone and bag, walked over and kissed her daughter's forehead gently, then turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, before reaching the door, the ward door was pushed open.
Feng Moyan stood there with a long body and a sense of coldness all over his body.
She glanced at him, turned a blind eye, and walked straight past him.
"Don't you want me to explain?" The man suddenly spoke in a low tone.
Yang Qianyu stopped without looking back, "Do you think the explanation is useful?"
She was slandered so many times and she explained every time, but who believed her?
Feng Moyan turned around and faced her face to face, obviously understanding what her words implied.
As soon as he hurried back, he was thinking about how to explain this matter on the way.
I also called Miya Beizawa and asked.
The guy gave me eight words: "Be frank and heart-to-heart".
After hearing this, he frowned and disapproved, but when he saw this woman, the arrogance and reserve in his heart instantly disappeared.
From last night to noon today, he also felt a change in the atmosphere between the two of them.
I thought if I continued, this woman would change her mind.
But I never expected that Yang Caiyue would appear halfway and suddenly find conclusive evidence!
It's fine now, all the previous efforts have been wasted.
His thoughts wandered for a while, and then he quickly pulled it back. He stared at the woman's downcast eyes with a heavy gaze, and suddenly said: "Are you still willing to explain what happened back then?"
Yang Qianyu was shocked and stared back at him with extremely surprised eyes.
"You heard it right, it's to explain those things back then - why your bracelet was in grandpa's study, how the stolen trade secrets happened to appear in your father's company's project book, and Shiwen fell into the sea, you and I
The mother got into fights and all that."
Yang Qianyu sneered in her heart as she listened to him counting them one by one.
It's really hard for him to remember it so clearly.
"You only want the other party to explain if you don't trust me, right?" the woman responded calmly.
If you have enough trust, is there any need to do anything more?
If he trusts her enough, he will stand by her side without any worries, resist the abuse and accusations from the Feng family, and even fight against his family for her.
But he didn't.
When Feng Moyan said this, he already considered himself to be a sincere compromise.
He thought that this woman had been waiting for this day, waiting to explain to him again and resolve the misunderstanding and hatred between the two.
But she responded to him with sarcasm.
Meaning, he doesn't trust and doesn't maintain it.
There was silence between the two of them again. Yang Qianyu turned away, but Feng Moyan kept looking at her intently.
Considering that his daughter was still sleeping and would not be disturbed, he raised his hand and held the woman's wrist, "Follow me."
Yang Qianyu frowned and struggled, then went out and yelled in a low voice: "Let me go! Feng Moyan, we have been cut off from each other for a long time! Why do you need to ask about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet after so many years?"
So what if I ask clearly?
The resentment and disgust of those in the Feng family towards her have long been a biological instinct.
Even if it can be proven that she did not do those things and that she was wronged, would Xu Hong and Feng Shiwen still apologize to her with their temperament?
They won't.
It will only make me hate her even more.
Because they didn't like her, they designed those traps to blame her and alienate her relationship with Feng Moyan.
If they are found to be the masterminds, where will their reputation and face be?
When the time comes, they will not blame their own son or brother, but will only hate her, an outsider, even more.
It is said that a marriage that is not blessed by family members will not have good results.
She had already tried it once and didn't want to try it again.
So let those misunderstandings continue.
In this life, she never wanted to reconcile with Feng Moyan, nor did she want to have anything to do with the Feng family.
Why bother mentioning those old events again?
Speaking of which, she also wanted to thank Yang Caiyue.
If she hadn't made such a fuss today, she would have almost fallen into Feng Moyan's sugar-coated bullets.
But no matter how hard she struggled, Feng Moyan didn't let go and dragged her up to the rooftop.
The sun was strong and the heat wave was overwhelming. As soon as she was pulled up by the man, she broke away from her hand, turned around and left, "You're going to die from the sun. I don't have time to accompany you crazy!"
But Feng Moyan hugged her directly, buried his handsome face on her shoulder and uttered: "I'm sorry."
sorry?
Yang Qianyu was shocked and froze, forgetting to resist and struggle.
Did she hear it correctly?
How could someone like Feng Moyan actually say sorry to her?
Feeling the surprise of the woman in his arms, Feng Moyan took advantage of this impulse and continued: "I sincerely apologize to you. If you don't want to mention the past, then don't mention it."
Yang Qianyu was held tightly by him, and the height difference forced her to hold her face high.
His eyes were moist, and tears couldn't stop falling from the corners of his eyes and getting into the hair on his temples.
His heart trembled, and the grievances, resentments, and even hatred and anger that had been sealed for a long time all leaked out from the cracked gaps.
She took a deep breath and asked sarcastically on the man's shoulder: "You just want to erase the suffering and pain I have suffered over the years just by saying sorry?"
Feng Moyan let go of her and held her shoulders with both hands.
Seeing the tears twinkling in her eyes, the man felt a trace of pain in his heart. He frowned and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"
When he asked this, he was indeed sincere.
But for Yang Qianyu, it was too late...
Not daring to meet his eyes, the woman lowered her head, raised her hand, and pushed away the big hand he held on her shoulder.
"Feng Moyan, if you really know that you are wrong and want to make up for me, then give Xixi to me. My only regret in this life is that I could not keep Xixi by my side."
At the end of the sentence, she still raised her eyes to look at the man, and prayed low and softly: "Is it okay?"
Seeing that her heart was as solid as a rock, the hope on Feng Moyan's face gradually faded away.
Taking the initiative to let go of the other hand on her shoulder, the man turned around and his tone was a bit colder, "I have worked hard to raise her for more than four years and have been with her day and night. She has become indispensable in my life."
a part of."
"Do you know how many all-nighters I have stayed up for her and how many times I have worried about her? Now finally... all her illnesses will be cured. From now on, I can feel a little more relieved and watch her live a carefree life.
A normal life, when I can finally fully appreciate the joy of being a father——"
"You want me to give her back to you?"
Feng Moyan smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm and coldness.
"Yang Qianyu, you have only been pregnant with her for more than six months, and I have raised her for more than four years. In terms of kindness, I should be the more qualified to be her guardian!"
In fact, Yang Qianyu was pregnant with triplets for more than six months.
It's just that my sister was too young when she was born. The development status of various organs and vital indicators of her body are indeed very similar to those of a six-month-old fetus.
According to medical common sense, the probability of survival of premature infants who are more than six months old is almost zero.
When she sent her daughter away, she didn't dare to think that the little girl would be lucky enough to survive.
How much Feng Moyan has paid is indeed immeasurable.