"I don't know what your brother's attitude is, but as soon as Feng Yuxi saw the designer, she rushed to hug her and called her mother. She also pestered your brother to make trouble and insisted on taking that woman home."
"Really..." Feng Shiwen frowned, "Isn't this nonsense?"
"It's just nonsense! But it's not like you don't know how much your brother loves her. I'm afraid that your brother will listen to my daughter and really bring that woman home to be that girl's mother!"
"Even if they want to, others may not be willing, right?"
"That's hard to say. Who can resist the president of Feng Yun Group, the Feng family, or the wealthy young lady?"
"That's true..."
Yang Caiyue frowned, "I still feel strange... Do you think there are people who look exactly the same in this world? Could it be that Yang Qianyu didn't die back then? Now he's back with a different identity?"
Feng Shiwen stared at her, thought for a moment, and comforted: "Don't worry, wait for me to go back and stay for a few days, and ask my brother about it."
"Well, that's best."
Feng Shiwen said nothing, thinking about an old incident seven or eight years ago, and couldn't help but feel anxious.
If Yang Qianyu faked her death and now comes back deliberately, could she know something and...
Yang Caiyue stared at her and hesitated, "Wenwen... there is one more thing..."
Feng Shiwen came back to her senses and glanced at her, "Speak directly if you have anything to say."
"Wenwen, that stinky girl Feng Yuxi is so abominable! If she hadn't been unreasonable and resolutely opposed, your brother and I would be able to have children together. As I told you last time, she will be here soon.
It's going to take a major operation..."
Feng Shiwen understood what she meant, but deliberately didn't say anything and asked, "What next?"
"Then..." Yang Caiyue clasped her hands, nervous and guilty, "I was wondering if there was any way to prevent her surgery from happening unexpectedly, just..."
"Yueyue, how dare you, she is my brother's lifeblood."
These words sounded like a rebuke to Yang Caiyue, but combined with Feng Shiwen's demeanor, it seemed that she didn't care about her niece's life or death.
Yang Caiyue also noticed this and immediately relaxed: "It's just a child. It's not like your brother can't have a baby..."
"But the question is, can you give birth?" Feng Shiwen looked at her, his eyes crossing her abdomen, "With your body like this, will it be too risky to give birth?"
Yang Caiyue looked at her eyes, lowered her head and looked at her abdomen, and then remembered that she was a disabled person with only one kidney!
"Uh... Well, even if I can't do it, I can have a child through surrogacy. As long as I have money, what can't I do?" She quickly picked up the conversation, concealed it exquisitely, and said affectionately and without regret, "I have loved your brother for more than ten years.
, it’s a pity that I can’t give him a son and a half daughters myself now…”
Feng Shiwen thought that she was doing this just to save herself. She felt her conscience and patted her hand to comfort her: "Don't worry, let me think of a way. I'm tired of looking at that stinky girl. She's so sick."
Damn it, my brother treats her like his beloved!"
When she said this, she completely forgot that she was also a sick child and that she had been cared for by the entire Feng family for more than twenty years.
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"What? Yang Caiyue slapped you?" Fisher exclaimed angrily during the video chat at night.
Yang Qianyu said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll throw you back, and I'll throw you back harder!"
"She must be sick!"
"She is originally ill! She has a hallucination and dreams about marrying Feng Moyan and becoming the young mistress of the Feng family. So when she saw Xixi being so close to me, she must have been jealous and worried that I would take her place."
Fisher frowned and asked curiously: "I also want to know, what would you do if Zhimo Yan finds out your true identity and wants to get back together with you?"
"Do you think it's possible? In his mind, I am a scheming and vicious woman who almost killed his biological sister and stole his company's trade secrets - do you think he will still be with me?
"
"But none of those exist!"
"But he thinks it's all true."
Speaking of this, Fisher became angry and said, "Back then, you were a soft-spoken person and couldn't fight against the White Lotus mother and daughter. It was hard to tell the difference. Now that you have the ability, don't you want to take revenge?"
Yang Qianyu tugged at her lips, her eyes calm but determined: "Of course I do, but... this matter must be considered in the long run. Even if I don't seek justice for myself, I still have to consider Xixi. Yang Caiyue cannot marry Feng Moyan."
When they met today, she could clearly see that Yang Caiyue didn't like Xixi, and even hated her.
If she really married into the Feng family and became Xixi's stepmother, then Xixi's situation would be much more dangerous!
So, she can't let this happen!
"Well, if you need my help if you need anything, just ask. It is everyone's responsibility to defeat White Lotus!"
Yang Qianyu rolled her eyes speechlessly, but before she could reply, the door to the living room opened, and Xiaoxiao led the two brothers down.
"Mother!"
"Mom, you won't come looking for us when you come back!"
The two brothers rushed over, and Yang Qianyu had no time to put down her phone, so she was pushed down on the sofa by them.
"You two are getting heavier and heavier! Get up and drive quickly, mom is almost crushed into a piece of cake."
"If you can't afford it, don't afford it. Mom smells so good."
"It's so soft!"
Seeing that the two brothers couldn't get up, Yang Qianyu smiled evilly, put her hands to her mouth, took a breath, and announced: "Then mom is going to use her trump card! Oh tickle, tickle, tickle! Don't run! Stop! Look.
Where are you running!"
The mother and son soon started to get into trouble, and the whole room was full of people.
Xiaoxiao guessed that the boss had no intention of cooking for the children, so he turned on his mobile phone to research what to eat.
In the evening, Yang Qianyu asked Xiaoxiao to take the children upstairs to rest first, as she still had to change a few design drafts.
She was busy until early in the morning before she went upstairs through the emergency passage.
Entering the room where the children slept, she habitually touched the little ones' faces, and then helped them pull up the quilts. Unexpectedly, when she touched them this time, the temperature of her tentacles was as hot as a soldering iron.
No, I have a fever!
Turning on the bedside lamp, she turned over the child and saw that it was her brother.
"Xiaoxiao, get up quickly. Xiaoyu has a fever. I'll take him to the emergency room. You stay with Xiaozhou." After telling her assistant, Yang Qianyu skillfully brought her ID, picked up her eldest son, and hurried out.
After spending a night in the pediatric emergency room, the doctor found that the child had a mild lung infection and recommended hospitalization for two days of observation.
Yang Qianyu did not dare to be careless and immediately went through the hospitalization procedures according to the doctor's instructions.
When it was almost dawn, Yang Qianyu was so sleepy that she fell asleep lying on the bedside.
Xiaoyu woke up and saw that his mother was sleeping soundly. He very wisely did not disturb her. He endured the discomfort and got out of bed quietly to get a drink of water.
The air conditioner was a bit cold, my mother was wearing little clothes, and the quilt was pressed under her arm, so she didn't dare to pull it out - Xiaoyu thought for a while, opened the door and went out, hoping to find the nurse sister to get the bed blanket.
He didn't know that last night they had just completed the hospitalization procedures and entered the ward when an ambulance came from the emergency department.
His father, whom he had never met, and his sister who was suffering from high fever and convulsions, went to the hospital with him...