After Feng Yuxi had dinner, her spirits improved a lot, and Yang Qianyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But at the same time, there was some inexplicable loss and reluctance.
——Now that the child has recovered from his illness, it’s time for her to leave.
Just in time, the phone rang.
Seeing that the call was from Xiaoxiao, she didn't dare to hang up. After all, Xiaoyu was still ill and she couldn't feel relieved.
So, I walked to the terrace and answered the call in a low voice.
"Hello……"
"Sister, you are not at home? Where have you been?"
"I have to go out for something, what's wrong? Is Xiaoyu feeling uncomfortable again?"
"No, he has eaten, taken medicine, and has gone to sleep."
Yang Qianyu was pleased and guilty, "That's good."
"Sister, are you going out to find someone to deal with that matter online? I just discovered that all the posts and reposts have disappeared, and even those big V accounts have been cancelled!"
Xiaoxiao was surprised and admired: "Who did you find? So powerful!"
Yang Qianyu knew whose "credit" it was and had a wry smile on her face, but she couldn't explain it in a few words on the phone, so she had to deal with it perfunctorily.
"Don't worry about it. Just take care of it. I'm still outside. Take good care of the two brothers. If you have anything to do, contact me on WeChat. Hang up!"
Xixi had already picked up the storybook and was waiting. As soon as she turned around, the little girl yelled at her to tell a story. The mother and daughter were enjoying themselves.
Feng Moyan stayed in the study, feeling a little complicated and messy.
When his cell phone rang, he looked at it as a call from a friend and lazily answered the call: "What's wrong so late?"
Miyabeizawa said: "I've been working hard on a business trip. After I'm done, can't I come back to the hotel and complain to you all the time?"
"Is the project settled?"
"Of course! Otherwise, are you worthy of my trip?"
Young Master Gong smiled narcissistically and suddenly started gossiping: "Wang Cheng said that there is a woman in your house tonight, and she is not Yang Caiyue - what do you mean?"
President Fengda frowned, "It seems that he doesn't just want this month's bonus."
"Tsk, tsk, you only have this little potential, and you use your power to bully others!"
Complaints are complaints, Miyabeizawa still cares about his friends.
"You said last time that you suspected that Yang Qianyu was not dead, so you brought him to your house tonight for verification? Have you got any evidence?"
Mr. Gong is indeed a master of lifting pots - whichever pot he does not open will be picked up.
Seeing that there was no reply, he immediately understood, "Oh, I thought it was like you had eaten gunpowder. It turns out you have hit a wall."
Feng Moyan was indeed full of doubts and couldn't figure out the answer. Since his friend came to gossip, he simply made it clear and wanted to hear his friend's opinion.
After hearing everything, Gong Beize was a little confused, "This is too strange. Although I am a staunch atheist, I can't help but wonder... is it possible that there is really such a thing as soul reincarnation?"
"If this is true, you must have been a pig in your previous life." Clumsy and foolish.
"..." Mr. Gong said sullenly, "Then you must have been a dog in your previous life, biting whoever you caught!"
The two dissed each other and then got back to business.
"Since it's difficult to obtain evidence from hair, let's think of other ways. You are childhood sweethearts and have been sleeping together for three years, but you haven't noticed any characteristics on her body?"
When Gong Beize reminded him like this, Feng Moyan suddenly thought of something!
How could he forget that there was a mole on the woman's left breast?
In the past, when we were making out, he had a bit of a perverted hobby and always liked to kiss the mole...
Thinking of this, the man's body felt inexplicably hot, and those scenes that had been buried in the depths of his memory for a long time without being touched, suddenly appeared in his mind as if they had been unsealed.
"Mo Yan? You..."
"Dududu——"
Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Gong Beize called out again, but before he could speak, the line was suddenly disconnected.
Feng Moyan hung up the phone and stood up. With long legs and hurried steps, he opened the study door and strode out.
When he walked outside his daughter's bedroom, he was about to push the door open when the door panel suddenly opened.
Both of them were startled. He looked at the woman's beautiful face, and his deep and complex eyes slid down uncontrollably, scanning her left breast.
However, with this sweep, he suddenly woke up from a dream.
Depend on!
What are you thinking about?
Is he going to just take off people's clothes like a gangster?
It’s okay if the evidence is found, but what if it’s not?
Yang Qianyu coaxed Xixi to sleep. Seeing that it was getting late, she was about to say goodbye to Feng Moyan. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, this man happened to be at the door.
only……
Why are his eyes and expressions so strange?
And his sight——
"Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you?" Yang Qianyu felt offended and asked in a deep voice with a frown.
Feng Moyan came back to his senses and immediately looked away, his expression returning to normal: "Nothing, I'm here to see Xixi."
"Oh, she's already asleep." The woman turned slightly so that he could clearly see the little girl sleeping on the bed.
But Feng Moyan frowned as he watched his daughter sleeping peacefully.
——Little fool, you don’t want your mother anymore? You went to bed so early.
"Mr. Feng, your wife seems to have improved a lot and is asleep now. It's time for me to go."
"It's so late." The man raised his wrist to look at his watch and said without thinking, "Why don't you just stay here? If Xixi gets a fever again at night and is crying, should I go find you in the middle of the night?"
Yang Qianyu looked at him strangely.
Inviting a strange woman to stay overnight, the Feng Moyan in her memory was not such a frivolous person.
"Don't think too much, I'm purely thinking about my daughter." The man scratched the bridge of his nose with one hand and looked away.
He seemed very frank, but Yang Qianyu could tell from his actions that he was guilty and concealing himself.
Ever since he was little, he would unconsciously scratch the bridge of his nose with his hand and avoid looking at him whenever he was telling the truth.
Therefore, the reason why he wanted him to stay was not entirely because of Xixi.
"Mr. Feng, make no mistake, I am not the mother of your daughter. Coming here for moral reasons is already a step beyond the bounds. It would be even more inappropriate to stay overnight. If your fiancée finds out, I will jump in."
Even the Yellow River cannot clean it."
"Well, that's true. Then let's go." The man turned sideways and got out of the way.
So easy?
Yang Qianyu felt strange and was about to step out of the threshold when she heard him say unhurriedly: "But the driver has already left work and Wang Cheng has left long ago."
"..." She paused and turned to look at the man.
He raised his eyebrows and added: "I have to take care of Xixi, so I can't send you away." This means that if you want to leave, you can only find a way on your own.
Yang Qianyu looked at his expression and became furious.
He forcibly brought her here without any explanation, and now that she is done with it, is this his attitude?
"Can you please lend me a car, Mr. Feng?"
She remembered that there were seven or eight luxury cars in the garage of Yuyuan Villa. Now four years later, the number has only increased.
"Sorry, it's not that Feng is stingy, my car Wangcheng drove away."
"!!!" Yang Qianyu was suddenly startled and looked at him in disbelief.
"You only have one car?"
"That's more than that, but the other one just happened to be sent for maintenance."