Knowing that Feng Moyan had entered the room, Yang Qianyu could no longer sit still.
I hung up the phone, grabbed my bag, and was about to go out in a hurry.
Just when Xiaoxiao came in, the two almost bumped into each other.
"Sister, do you want to go out?"
"Um!"
"The client has arrived and made an appointment before."
Yang Qianyu slapped her forehead and then remembered that she had made an appointment with an important client.
I had no choice but to go see the client first and get off work early and rush back later.
The phone rang again, it was a text message from that person.
As if he could read minds, he warned: Go to work well and don't be in a hurry to come back. You can't drive me away anyway.
Yang Qian's tone was heart-wrenching.
Look, this man's shamelessness is simply outrageous!
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Feng Moyan not only bought a complete set of dining tables and chairs, but also brought a special gift to the children.
A purebred golden retriever puppy.
This idea was also given to him by Gong Beizeze.
It is said that there is no child who does not like cats and dogs.
Boys are energetic and active, so it is more suitable to have a dog than a cat.
Therefore, Mr. Feng asked someone to transport a purebred golden retriever from abroad.
Sure enough, the two brothers didn't even raise their eyes when they saw him, but he managed to conjure up a puppy. The puppy even made a timid "ouch" sound, as if it was scared and helpless - the two of them
People were immediately attracted.
"Brother...why do you have a dog? It's so cute."
"..." Of course Xiaoyu knew what was going on.
This old man is really cunning.
How does he know what he and his brother want?
Growing up, I told my mother many times that I wanted to get a dog.
Almost every household among my overseas neighbors has pets.
But her mother said that she was too busy to take care of them both, and raising another pet would be even more tiring.
They didn't want their mother to work so hard, so they stopped mentioning it.
But the mother also promised that when they grow up and can take care of the dog by themselves, she will fulfill their wishes.
Unexpectedly, this annoying scumbag dad would actually bring a dog.
"Brother... do you think it is sick? It keeps shaking..."
Xiaoyu glanced at it and couldn't bear the pitiful look of the dog. He walked over and squatted down, "No, it may be scared."
"What should we do? Let's carry it to the sofa."
"Um……"
But as soon as they stretched out their hands, the little golden retriever was so frightened that he just fell to the ground, and the squealing sound in his mouth became even more pitiful.
Xiao Zhou felt so distressed that he almost cried, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...What should I do, little dog, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you..."
Xiaoyu stretched out his hand very gently, touched the dog's head, and then told his brother: "It may be cold, go get a blanket."
"Um!"
The two brothers wrapped the little golden retriever in a blanket, put it on the sofa, gave it water and food, and lay there taking care of it carefully.
Feng Moyan watched the workers install all the dining tables and chairs and nodded with satisfaction.
This dining table has six seats, which is enough for their family of five to sit down and eat.
Turning around to look at the living room, the two little fools wrapped the dog tightly, surrounded it on the left and right, and kept chattering to comfort it.
"It's normal for it to be a little shy when it first arrives in a strange environment. It will be fine after a couple of days."
When the man spoke, the children looked over.
Xiaoyu immediately changed his expression and distanced himself from the dog, looking disgusted: "Who asked you to bring it here? My mother is very busy and hard every day. She has no time to take care of pets."
Xiao Zhou was stunned and looked at his brother.
this……
Doesn’t my brother also like it very much? Why do you still say such things?
Feng Moyan raised his eyebrows, walked to the sofa, pushed aside the blanket, grabbed the little golden retriever's neck, and lifted it up.
The dog barked suddenly.
"In that case, I'll take it away. It's really pitiful that it will become a stray dog at such a young age. I wonder if it will starve to death."
"No!" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhou rushed up and snatched the dog away, holding him in his arms distressedly. "Brother, we can take care of the dog. We don't need to trouble mom."
Xiaoyu watched the dog whining and trembling in his brother's arms. He put his two little paws on his shoulders and kept climbing up, as if he was afraid of being thrown out by that scumbag father - he also
Shaken.
Feng Moyan saw his eldest son's reaction clearly.
It's clear that I love and hate to give it up, but just because he gave it to me, I feel conflicted in my heart.
Hey, he's so awkward, just like his mother.
Afraid that if he continued teasing him, the kid would hate him even more, Mr. Feng changed his mind and pretended to be a good person again.
"Don't worry, dogs are easy to take care of. I believe you can do it."
The younger brother frowned, "But mom..."
"I'll go tell your mother. Besides, I can also help you take care of it, so I won't trouble your mother."
"Really?" Xiao Zhou was happy, his eyebrows suddenly brightened.
"of course it's true."
"Brother! Brother! We can keep the dog!"
Xiaoyu didn't speak, but deep down in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became obviously more relaxed.
Feng Moyan is a scheming old man.
Seeing all this in front of my eyes, I felt so relieved.
Gong Beizeze finally gave him a feasible suggestion and gave him a few days off later.
"Brother, let's give the dog a name... Well, what should we call it..."
Xiaozhou said to himself: "Dingding? Dangdang? Doudou? Qiuqiu?"
"..." Xiaoyu couldn't listen anymore and interrupted, "Call Charlie, or Buck! How cool!"
Feng Moyan said: "This is a Chinese dog, so we won't give it a foreign name. Seeing that it is fat and dumpy, let's call it Dundun. It is cute and easy to remember."
Xiaozhou was very happy: "Okay! Let's call her Dundun!"
Xiaoyu deliberately played the opposite tune, "What's the difference between this and Ding Dang Dang..."
"Hey, Dundun...little Dundun...you will stay at my house from now on! Don't worry, as long as I have something to eat, you won't be hungry!"
Xiao Zhou liked the name very much, and played happily with the golden retriever in his arms, taking good care of it.
When Yang Qianyu returned home at six o'clock, she heard laughter and laughter in the living room as soon as she entered the door.
She was still changing her shoes when her youngest son ran over excitedly, "Mom, mom! That person sent a puppy! It's called Dundun! It's so cute!"
"What puppy?" Yang Qianyu was stunned for a moment. Before she could figure it out, she saw her eldest son walking over with a furry ball in his arms.
A little golden retriever.
She was stunned, "This..."
Xiaoyu looked a little nervous when he saw his mother's reaction. He glanced at the kitchen and said, "Mom...it was the person who sent it. He said that my brother and I can take care of the dog. Can we keep it?"
Yang Qianyu knew that her sons wanted to raise a dog, but they had been talking about it for more than a year.
She said that when the children are older and can take care of the dog, she will satisfy them.
But how...
"Wait..." She touched her son's head, smiled softly, and took out her mobile phone.
I pulled out the number and soon the ringtone rang in the living room.
Xiaoyu understood and immediately said: "That man hasn't left, he is in the kitchen."
Feng Moyan is in the kitchen?
She was surprised again. She walked in following the sound of the cell phone and saw someone's extremely expensive cell phone placed on the dining table.
And that dining table——
Yang Qianyu froze, all kinds of emotions quickly gathering and fermenting in her chest.
He came to her house without permission, changed her dining table on his own initiative, brought a dog over, and occupied her kitchen...
What on earth is this man going to do?
If he doesn't deal with the mess with Yang Caiyue, what on earth is he doing here relying on her!
The two brothers looked at their mother's serious face and were obviously angry. They both remained quiet and did not dare to say anything.
The puppy in his arms squeaked and was immediately comforted by his brother who stroked his head.
The atmosphere suddenly reached zero, until the kitchen door opened, and the roaring sound of the range hood broke the deadlock in the room.
She turned her eyes and stared hatefully at the man wearing her apron, which was quite funny. His handsome and noble face was smiling and shiny, just like an ordinary husband who was busy with housework to please his wife.
"You're back? Wash your hands and rest for a while. You'll have dinner soon."
After he finished speaking, he returned to the kitchen and closed the door.
Yang Qianyu froze on the spot, as if her soul had left her body.
Xiaoyu was afraid that her mother would be angry and send the dog away, so she was worried.
But he still mustered up the courage, stepped forward, and freed up his hand to tug on his mother's sleeve.
Yang Qianyu lowered her head and saw the helpless look on her sensible eldest son's face.
At the same time, I also saw the cute and well-behaved dog.
"Mom...can we keep Dundun?" Xiaoyu asked.
"Dundun?"
"It's the dog, its name is Dundun."
Yang Qianyu had a strange look on her face, and she didn't know if she disliked the name, "Who named it?"
"that person."
Xiao Zhou immediately said: "Doesn't it sound good? I said it was called Ding Dang Dang Dang or Qiu Qiu, but they didn't agree."
"..." Yang Qianyu's mouth twitched, "Then let's call her Dundun."
"Huh!" Xiao Zhou slumped, knowing that he was disliked again, he snorted and snatched Dundun away, carrying him to play with.
Xiaoyu still stood there, raising his head: "Mom..."
Knowing what her eldest son was worried about, she felt complicated and helpless. She touched his head and comforted him: "Don't worry, mom won't rush Dun Dun away, but you have to learn to take care of him."
Xiaoyu's expression lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "My brother and I will take good care of it!"
The child turned and ran away.
Yang Qianyu took a deep breath, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and stopped in the restaurant.
The dining table looks expensive at first glance and comes with six chairs.
It seems that this guy is planning to fight for a long time, and the battlefield is with her.
Looking through the glass door, the man was busy wandering around the kitchen, his brows furrowed as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Tangtang Feng Moyan, who has lived so long, probably never entered the kitchen enough times to be slapped, and now she is actually washing her hands and making soup in her cramped kitchen.
If they were in a normal relationship, she would be happy to see this scene and feel warm and happy.
But they are not...
Then all the things he did did not only make her feel surprised and troubled, but she was not moved at all.
While I was in a daze, the kitchen door opened again, and the man came out with a plate of dishes.
"Tell them to wash their hands and get ready to eat." Feng Moyan warned, turned around and went in again, in a hurry.
Yang Qianyu regained her senses, walked around the dining table and followed the man into the kitchen.
Her eyes swept over the countertop and sink, and the expression on her face was hard to describe.
The level of chaos was as unbearable as that of a bombarded battlefield.
Feng Moyan looked back and understood instantly, and quickly explained: "I'll clean it up later and I'll make it clean!"
Yang Qianyu didn't respond, but asked coldly: "Feng Moyan, what do you mean?"
The tall figure didn't look back. He picked up a kitchen knife, chopped green onions and sprinkled them into the chicken soup. Hearing this, he asked, "What do you mean?"
"This is my home, and you did all this without my permission. Do you think I can be impressed by this?"