Chapter 193 Mr. Feng launched a passionate pursuit
Yang Qianyu admitted that she did have selfish motives in not wanting her two sons to recognize their ancestors.
First of all, I don’t want to have anything to do with the Feng family.
Secondly, I don’t want to hurt my innocent daughter again because of this incident.
Thirdly, she is a bit vindictive.
Why did they refuse to apologize even though they slandered her as a murderer back then and now that the truth has been revealed?
One breath of life.
She just couldn't swallow this breath and wanted the Feng family to give her an explanation.
If they still don't feel they are at fault, it only means there is something wrong with their character.
Such people are not worthy of being her son's grandparents.
She was also worried that her son would be led astray after being acquainted with them.
Therefore, it is best to keep distance and never meet each other.
If one day, the sons recognize their ancestors and are willing to call them grandparents, then their daughters will also be favored by them.
Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, they must be treated equally. This is the correct value.
But Feng Moyan had never thought about such a deep-seated issue.
After all, those are his parents.
He is also disgusted, but he still cannot stay out of the situation and look at it objectively and fairly.
Now when he heard Yang Qianyu say it, he suddenly understood.
"You're right, I was negligent. I didn't expect Xixi." After a long silence, Feng Moyan took the initiative to admit his mistake.
Then, one hand reached out and held the woman's hand through the middle gear.
"You are still very attentive as a mother." He praised ardently.
Yang Qianyu slapped him away bitterly, "Drive well!"
"Qianqian, can I pursue you again?"
"..."
"You see, I am a grown man with a daughter, but I still have a lot of shortcomings. I thought I loved the little girl enough, but I still ignored her feelings."
"You just need to pay more attention in the future."
"Well, then you have to remind me in time."
Before the red light, he looked back at the woman and smiled sexyly: "I know you still hate me and blame me in your heart. It doesn't matter. The days are long and I will use actions to resolve the resentment in your heart."
Yang Qianyu couldn't stand his shamelessness, so she turned her head and said coldly: "You'd better go after your little star. I'll be a loser in one fell swoop, and Feng will always miss you if I don't work hard."
"Are you jealous when you say this?"
She sneered, not even bothering to respond.
But the man still solemnly explained: "There is no little star. I have never touched her."
Holding hands, going in and out in pairs, haven't touched yet?
It doesn't mean you have to have sex to be called touching.
Of course, Yang Qianyu didn't say this, otherwise he would be even more proud and think she was jealous.
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Gong Beizawa came back from a long vacation and felt refreshed.
On my first day at work, I couldn't wait to come to the president's office.
Gossip!
"Tsk, look at your happy face, you can wake up smiling even in your sleep and dreams, right?"
President Feng glanced at him and said, "Thank you, I slept very peacefully."
"Ha! Look how proud you are! Qianyu is such a good woman. She has silently helped you raise your two sons, but she has suffered so much over the years."
Feng Moyan originally wanted to say that she asked for it.
When the words came to my lips, I held back.
Wang Cheng said that changing yourself starts with changing your attitude towards speaking.
From now on, put away your venomous tongue.
"Well, it's really not easy for her."
Gong Beize was surprised and looked at him in surprise, "I thought you were going to say - hum! She brought it on herself, she deserves it! It caused my son and I to be separated for almost five years! I wish I didn't settle the score with her!"
Mr. Feng: "..."
Is his venomous tongue so well known to everyone?
"Have you brought her back? With three children, the family must be reunited."
"Don't worry, you won't be missing during the wedding banquet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Cheng knocked on the door and came in, delivering documents and handing him a piece of information.
"Mr. Feng, I have initially screened these kindergartens and found them to be pretty good. You can take a look again."
He handed it over, but was stopped by Gong Beizawa.
"Kindergarten? For Xixi?"
Previously, Xixi was in poor health and had no plans to go to kindergarten.
Now that the operation has been completed and her body has recovered, the little girl is almost five years old and should indeed be sent to kindergarten to adapt to collective life.
"I'm looking for it for the three brothers and sisters." Feng Moyan stood up, crossed the desk and grabbed the information.
"Tsk, triplets, going to kindergarten every year is a big expense," Gong Beize said casually.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng nodded: "Indeed. So, you have to work harder."
"What? I work harder? This is your child, not mine!"
"With three children, how busy will I be? So, from now on, the company will depend on you to support it."
"You are really..." Gong Beize was so angry that he couldn't speak. He slapped the table and stood up to leave, "Zhou Papi is not as good as you!"
Wang Cheng smiled sullenly on one side, then turned around and said, "Mr. Feng, the bouquet has been sent to my wife."
"Um."
Mr. Feng responded, feeling nervous for no reason.
Although the two of them were childhood sweethearts, they had never engaged in such a disgusting romance as sending flowers in so many years.
Thinking of the last time Kane drove a luxury car and held a bouquet of flowers to greet her downstairs, the woman's smile was more beautiful than the flowers - he couldn't help but follow suit.
I just don’t know how effective it will be...
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After the storm, Yang Qianyu returned to the company to work.
However, due to the sensational scene at the airport, she once again became "popular" and her colleagues could be heard talking about her wherever she went.
"Wasn't it rumored before that Sister Ruan and Kane are a couple? Many people have seen it. How come she turned around and became the mother of Feng Moyan's child?"
"Yeah... I find it strange too, but it has been revealed on the Internet! Moreover, it is said that Kane has returned to China. I wonder if he means to quit."
"It must be! They were all cuckolds, so of course they returned home angrily!"
"Hey...they are beautiful and capable. Even if they are frivolous, there are still many men who are willing to take over. I and other ordinary people are really envious of them."
Several people were whispering in the tea room, and their conversations were full of jealousy and ridicule.
Yang Qianyu walked to the door, intending to go in and get a cup of coffee.
After thinking about it, he still didn't show up and turned around again.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the office, I saw Xiaoxiao holding a huge bouquet of champagne roses and humming as she prepared to open the door and go in.
"What is this?"
Xiaoxiao was startled and turned around: "Sister! Can't you see? This is a rose!"
"I mean, who sent it?"
"I don't know, but I have a card."
After Xiaoxiao reminded her, Yang Qianyu saw a card inserted in the bouquet.
Take it off and open it, and you can recognize the handwriting with flying dragons and phoenixes at a glance.
"Qianqian, today is the first day we get to know each other again. My name is Feng Moyan. Would you be honored to invite you to dinner?"
vomit--
Yang Qianyu inserted the card back without even thinking, "Take it away, I feel dizzy from the smell."
Xiaoxiao hesitated, "This... flower is innocent, so beautiful..."
"Then I'll give it to you." After saying this, Yang Qianyu thrust the coffee cup in her hand to her again, "Bring me a cup of coffee."
Xiaoxiao quickly raised her hands and caught it awkwardly, watching her leaving, saying "Oh".
As soon as I returned to the office and sat down, the landline phone next to the printer rang.
The woman didn't hesitate and answered: "Hello, Venus Asia Pacific Headquarters."
"...It's me." A familiar voice came, with a particularly gentle tone, "Have you received the bouquet? The flower language of yellow roses is apology. I hope you can accept my apology and get to know me again -"