Chapter 122 The wife took the luggage and went to the airport
The servant was so frightened that he quickly helped Xu Hong out and put her in the car.
The living room fell into silence again.
This time, it was even more suffocating than before.
Fisher sat quietly, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, without saying a word.
But I thought in my heart that this trip was worth it!
Such a wonderful fight between wealthy families is rare in a century!
Yang Qianyu sat there for a while, feeling really bored, so she stood up and said, "Fei Fei, let's go."
"Oh!" Fisher stood up and pulled the little boy beside him, "Let's go back."
Xiao Zhou got up obediently, but his eyes were fixed on the tall man. His young and pure eyes were filled with some emotions that couldn't be described as worry or anything else.
When Yang Qianyu passed by Feng Moyan, her wrist was grabbed.
"Don't take my mother's words to heart." He whispered, his tone was hoarse, and he could hear his tiredness.
Yang Qianyu held his hand and turned her wrist at the same time.
"Feng Moyan, forceful melons are not sweet, the fate between us is over, please stop being so stubborn."
His fingers were getting harder and harder, and Yang Qianyu frowned in pain, but still pulled out her wrist.
"Let's go."
The two women walked out with their children.
Feng Moyan didn't look back, he just stood there without moving for a long time.
He didn't know that the little boy turned his head several times and looked at him worriedly.
After returning to the car, Yang Qianyu couldn't help it and cried silently.
Fisher handed her a tissue and whispered, "The child is here."
"It's okay..." She wiped her tears and quickly calmed down, looked at her son and smiled, "Mom is okay, don't worry, baby, go home."
Xiao Zhou suddenly threw himself into Yang Qianyu's arms and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy is fierce, I don't want you...Mom, don't cry, my brother and I will protect our mother when we grow up."
When leaving, Xiao Zhou looked back at Feng Moyan several times.
In fact, the little guy still yearns for that tall and mighty father.
But as soon as he saw his mother crying, he immediately woke up and stood by her again.
Listening to her son's heart-warming assurance, Yang Qianyu became more and more emotionally broken.
"Baby, it's mom who's sorry for you."
She is sorry for her daughter and also sorry for her two sons.
In fact, no matter how bad of a man that man is, he is extremely serious and responsible towards his children and is an excellent and good father.
It's a pity that she selfishly hid her two sons, leaving them deprived of their father's love and thinking that their father was a bad person.
This is all her fault.
Little Zhou didn't understand the complexity of the adult world. He was even more worried when he saw his mother crying. He became anxious and said, "Mom, stop crying. If you cry again, I will go back and beat that person!"
Fisher patted her and comforted her: "Okay, you scared the child."
Yang Qianyu worked hard to adjust herself and cheer up again: "It's okay, go back."
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Feng Moyan sat alone in the living room.
The hostility surrounding him was frightening, and all the servants retreated, no one dared to appear in front of him.
Yang Qianyu's determined look when she left still replayed before her eyes.
Thinking about it once makes my heart hurt and angry again.
In his thirty years of smooth life, he had never had such a difficult and frustrating moment.
But now, he is turned upside down by a woman.
His temples were throbbing, and no matter how much he massaged his thumbs, he couldn't calm it down. He was filled with anger and couldn't find an outlet. He sat there stiffly, suddenly feeling that his life had reached the darkest moment.
Until, the other hand resting on the armrest of the sofa was grasped by a soft and delicate hand.
He was startled and raised his head suddenly.
The moment he saw his daughter, his expression softened.
"baby……"
"dad."
Xixi shouted softly and crawled into the man's arms naturally.
Feng Moyan hugged her, gently picked her up, held her in his arms, and held her tightly.
Xixi was so thin, with her hands wrapped around her father's neck and her big, watery eyes blinking.
Not far away, Aunt Rong saw father and daughter hugging each other closely. She breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked away.
"Dad, Mommy is my mother, right?" the little girl asked softly in a cute tone.
Feng Moyan let go of his daughter slightly, looked at the little girl's cute and pretty face, and lightly scratched the tip of her nose, "You know everything?"
"Listen to that bad... uh, listen to what grandma said."
Although the adults did not explicitly tell her this, the sensitive little girl still understood everything from several conflicts and quarrels.
Her mother came back, but her grandma didn't like it and wouldn't let her parents be together.
Grandma is so bad, she is a bad witch!
But her father didn't allow her to say that, so she only dared to whisper in her heart.
Feng Moyan didn't say anything, and Xixi asked again: "Why didn't my mother want me when she gave birth to me? Was it because Xixi was not good when she was a child?"
Feng Moyan didn't expect his daughter to know so much, and was shocked. After thinking for a while, he tried to explain in plain words: "My mother got sick when she gave birth to you, and you got sick too. She couldn't take care of you, so she sent you to the hospital."
Dad is here, and she is hiding alone to recuperate. When she recovers, she will come back to us."
"Oh..." the little girl nodded, "Then my mother is so pitiful. Isn't there anyone to take care of her?"
"That Aunt Fei, take care of her."
"Aunt Fei is so kind."
"Um."
Feng Moyan hated Yang Qianyu in his heart.
I hate her for leaving without saying goodbye, I hate her for refusing to start over, and I hate her even more for being so cruel and heartless that she no longer loves me...
But no matter how much she hates her, she still maintains her image of a "good mother" in front of her daughter.
Xixi leaned in her father's arms, was quiet for a while, and murmured: "I miss my mother again..."
Feng Moyan lowered his head and kissed his daughter, rocking it gently, and also murmured: "Think about it, Dad wants to too..."
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Yang Qianyu's plan reached a deadlock.
I can't take my daughter away, and I can't get back together with Feng Moyan.
She didn't know what to do next.
Kane had to return to China for something, and before leaving, he suggested that she take the two brothers and leave together.
"Even if you reveal your identity and start a lawsuit with that person, the outcome will not be decided in a short time. Why don't you leave first and give yourself time to slow down, and maybe you can think of other ways."
Fisher was also there, nodding his head and saying, "I also think you should go back first, and then come back when the situation here is calm and everyone stops paying attention."
Yang Qianyu thought about Xixi with reluctance.
But she also thought that her daughter's surgery would be successful and she would be able to eat, drink, play, and jump around like a normal child. She was even more relieved.
"Okay, I have a few clients waiting for me in Zurich. Just in time, let's go back."
After spending a day packing their luggage, Yang Qianyu and Kane split up and headed to the airport.
However, as soon as she put her luggage into the car, the spy who had been "lurking" outside these days dialed the phone to her employer.
"Special Assistant Wang, Miss Ruan got into the car with her suitcase. She looked like she was going to the airport."
Wang Cheng's face was stern, and he looked at the man in the main seat of the conference room. Without hesitation, he stepped forward and said, "My wife is bringing luggage and she seems to be leaving. Should we stop her?"