On the first day of Yang Qianyu's business trip, the three little ones came to Yuyuan directly after school.
Feng Moyan was lying on the bed, vaguely hearing the children's laughter coming from downstairs, and he was eagerly looking forward to it.
On this day, he saw his housekeeper Aunt Rong, his personal bodyguard Ah Quan, and the nurse who took care of his daily life, but he had not seen the children yet.
Although with his and Qianqian's looks, the children will definitely look the same, but whether they look more like their father or their mother, I am always curious in my heart.
Moreover, knowing that I have three children is a different feeling than seeing them in person.
The sound of hilarity was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that the children were running upstairs. They were walking and running. They were making loud noises on the wooden floor of the corridor, making a lot of noise.
The door panel pushed open and hit the wall, and the children's voices suddenly reached my ears.
"Dad, Xixi is here to accompany you!"
"Dad, the lion's head served in the kindergarten for lunch today is delicious. Can the cook at home cook it?"
"I told you that my uncle, the chef, can cook everything!"
"Then we have to make it as delicious as the ones in kindergarten!"
“It will definitely taste better than the ones in kindergarten!”
As soon as she returned to the Royal Garden, Xixi had the aura of a little master. She talked more, became more confident, and had a sense of superiority in her speech.
Feng Moyan was still looking in the direction of the source of the sound as usual.
However, today, there was a little more jump and excitement in his eyes.
My daughter has delicate features and picturesque eyebrows, and is a complete replica of Qian Qian when she was a child.
The son who rushed in front kept talking about food. It seemed that he was the middle child, Xiaozhou, who loved to eat.
Sure enough, he has a tiger-like head and a big head, and his facial features are a combination of his and Qian Qian's characteristics. Anyway, he is handsome.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the eldest son walking at the end. He frowned slightly, with a fatherly look on his face: "Where's my brother? Why don't you see me talking to you?"
Xiaoyu then spoke, "Dad..."
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" He looked at his eldest son and asked in a low voice - it turned out that his eldest son was the most like him, with deep eyebrows, a high nose, and even his calm and steady temperament.
Gong Beize said before that he had seen the child several times but could not recognize him and did not have the slightest suspicion.
Feng Moyan found it incredible. Was he so blind before?
If he could remember what happened before, he would definitely be even more upset and embarrassed.
He is not only blind. He once said to his precious daughter in front of his eldest son at the amusement park: "Did you hear that? His father is a fool. He wants to make money for his father's medical treatment."
Amnesia is obviously not a good thing, but for Mr. Feng at a certain moment, it is definitely a benefit.
Xiaoyu heard his father's concern and stepped forward. Zhou Zheng's handsome face was full of worry: "It's nothing, I just miss my mother. She will definitely miss us too if she is separated from us alone."
As expected, the eldest son is precocious and sensible, and knows how to worry.
My brother's words immediately brought his younger brothers and sisters into missing their mother.
"I miss my mother too."
"Dad, let's call mom."
"But mom said, there is a time difference between Zurich and us! Is mom sleeping?"
"What is jet lag?"
Xiaozhou and Xixi were still discussing each other, while on the other side, the elder brother had already dialed the phone silently.
While waiting for the call to be connected, he looked at his younger siblings and said with disgust: "I don't believe you are stupid. Zurich is seven hours behind us, and it's noon over there."
Feng Moyan was secretly surprised, his eldest son is so smart? He even knows the time difference at such a young age!
He didn't know that this eldest son was also a computer genius.
When he helped his mother conceal her identity, he made a great contribution.
The microphone beeped one after another, and for a while, no one answered.
"Mom didn't answer..." The little guy felt a little lonely and worried about his mother.
Feng Moyan then said: "On a long-distance flight, maybe my mother has just landed and is still busy. She will come back to us after she settles down."
Aunt Rong walked in, holding snacks and a fruit plate in her hand, "Baby, let's eat something first. We'll go down to eat later."
Although there is afternoon tea in the kindergarten, there are no snacks after all. The children are indeed hungry and eat happily immediately.
A piece of green grape rolled to the ground. Xixi picked it up. Her delicate little brows furrowed and she turned to look at the person on the bed: "Dad, eat the fruit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man put Qingti into his father's mouth without even waiting for a response.
Feng Moyan reacted immediately!
This... they say the daughter is a little cotton-padded jacket, but this little cotton-padded jacket... leaks air!
Xiao Zhou witnessed it with his own eyes, his eyes widened slightly, "Sister, why are you..."
"Eat yours!" Before he could finish his words, Xixi stuffed a cookie into the second brother's mouth.
However, the little girl obviously knew that what she did was wrong, so she took another cookie to "atone" for her behavior just now: "Dad, eat the cookie."
Xiaoyu looked at all this with an expression a little... confused.
"Dad, when will your eyes heal?" Xiaoyu asked worriedly.
He and his brother couldn't expose his sister for being such a thief, otherwise she would definitely get angry again and ignore them.
But my father can't see it, and being bullied by my sister like this is... very pitiful.
Therefore, I can only pray that my father’s eyes will get better soon.
Feng Moyan didn't expect his eldest son to suddenly ask this, and he panicked, thinking that his eldest son had seen a flaw.
"This... Dad doesn't know, maybe it will be soon."
Xiaoyu came closer again and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Dad, can't you see any light?"
"Hmm...but I can feel your hand swinging in front of my eyes just now because of the wind."
"oh……"
Xiao Zhou listened to the conversation between his brother and his father while eating, and said sympathetically: "Dad is so pitiful, we are so cute, and dad can't even see us."
On Xixi's side, another winter date rolled away. She picked it up and was about to feed it to her father again when she was stopped by Xiao Zhou.
"Give it to me. If you eat it cleanly, you won't get sick. Do you understand?"
Xixi watched her second brother take the jujube and bite it open. She was stunned for a second and then said innocently: "But before...if anything fell on the floor, dad would eat it..."
Feng Moyan: "..."
No wonder the little girl is so skillful in feeding him - it turns out he is just a trash can!
"It seems that dad loved you very much before." This is all someone could say.
"Well! Dad is the person who loves me the most in the world, but now that I have my mother, she is also the person who loves me the most."
Although Feng Moyan had no memory of the past, he still felt a little "careful" after hearing these words.
It is said that he was both father and mother, and worked hard to raise this girl.
In her mind, shouldn't dad come first?
From what she said, it seemed like my mother was about to catch up?
"Xixi, who loves you more, father or mother?"
Xixi jumped to the edge of the bed and sat down, dangling her calves, thinking seriously: "Well... they all love her equally."
Feng Moyan smiled, this little clever guy is actually a master of Duan Shui.
The phone on the table suddenly rang, and Xiaoyu was startled: "It must be mom!" So he immediately answered the call, "Hello, mom!"
"Boy, I'm not your mother, I'm your uncle Gong." Gong Beize said with a smile on the other end of the phone.
Xiaoyu made a mistake and looked a little embarrassed. He immediately took the microphone of the wireless landline phone to the person lying on the bed: "Dad, it's that Uncle Gong."
Feng Moyan was enjoying the family happiness of his son and daughter around his knees. He took the phone and was obviously dissatisfied, "What's the matter?"
"It's okay. Wang Cheng and I have just left the company and are going to the Royal Garden for dinner. Let me tell you."
"You don't have money to eat?"
"Yes! But this is not... a matter of loyalty to others as entrusted by others."
"What's the meaning?"
Gong Beize said in a drawl: "Someone called me yesterday and told me that if I have time in the next few days... I would like to visit you at home more often. I am afraid that you will have a bad temper and be unstable, and Aunt Rong and the others will not be able to deal with you.
, what happened again."
Mr. Feng heard the implication, the coldness on his face faded a bit, and there was a bit of surprise and surprise in his words: "Qianqian called you specifically to tell you this?"
"What if I don't? Do you think I like to put my hot face on your cold ass?"
Thinking that Qian Qian cared so much about him, Mr. Feng felt quite satisfied. He also thought that he could see clearly and wanted to see this best friend and his personal assistant, so he relented: "Then come on."
"Bang!" Mr. Gong was extremely dissatisfied and hung up the phone.
Since there was a guest, Feng Moyan asked the nurse and Ah Quan to help him get up and go downstairs in a wheelchair.
When dinner started, Gong Beize and Wang Cheng arrived just in time.
His memory was still that of a teenager, but Gong Beizawa's face had matured a lot.
The special assistant named Wang Cheng is polite, tall and thin, and looks very smart and capable.
"Hey, you came down to dine with us in person?" Gong Beize saw him and deliberately teased, "It seems that in the name of Qianyu, the treatment is different."
When Feng Moyan heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "What do you mean? She didn't ask you to come see me?"
Gong Beize looked at his reaction and asked deliberately: "If I say no, will you kick us out directly?"
"..." Feng Moyan said nothing, but his mood instantly dropped a lot, and his face froze.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It was Qianyu who told me. If you don't believe me, you can call her and ask her."
Knowing that he had been fooled, Feng Moyan uttered the word "boring" and asked the children to sit down and eat.
When Gong Beize came over, he actually had official business to discuss. Feng Mo was in a waning mood and only gave occasional opinions.
After the meal was finished and he was about to issue an order to expel the guests, Wang Cheng looked at him and whispered: "Mr. Feng, there is something... Although you don't remember it, I think... I still have to ask you what you mean."
"Official business?"
"No, it's a private matter. You asked me to handle it before anything happened."
Seeing that Feng Moyan didn't say anything and seemed to be waiting for the next sentence, Wang Cheng continued: "Just before, you asked me to find a writer. You met that writer and told her the story of you and your wife.
, let her write it into a novel - now, the novel is still in serialization and has become popular. My wife also knows about it and wants the author to delete the novel, but she doesn't agree..."