In the evening, Fisher learned the news and called.
"Qianyu, you are going back to China tomorrow? Can you do it? You have just experienced a plane crash, how dare you get on the plane? During a long journey of eight or nine hours, you will inevitably encounter turbulence in the air. When the time comes..."
Yang Qianyu was in a bad mood and felt weak when speaking, "Did Feng Moyan ask you to persuade me?"
"No, he just asked me if I want to go back with you tomorrow. Of course I will accompany you when you go back, but Xiaoxiao is here..."
Yang Qianyu sighed and said helplessly: "I also know that it is too hasty. There are still many things that need to be investigated by the airline, but I really can't worry about Xiaoyu and the others."
Thinking of Xixi being beaten, she felt distressed and trembled slightly when she spoke: "I know very well what kind of virtue Xu Hong is. What if she goes to the imperial garden again? Although Aquan and Aunt Rong love the children, they can't compare to Xu Hong.
Red is strong.”
Fisher was also annoyed: "Hey...these two people are really amazing! Their son must be you, and they would even give up all their wealth for you - why are they just unwilling to do it?"
Yang Qianyu smiled bitterly, "They hate me so much just because their son is so good to me."
"That's right...what kind of brain does Feng Moyan have? Although he did this admirably, it's too..."
Fisher didn't know how to describe Feng Moyan's staggering generosity. He paused and changed the subject, "But if you remarry, you won't give the money to outsiders! Why is Xu Hong so brainless? The more this happens, the more...
She should have a good relationship with you so that you and her son will never be separated for the rest of their lives!"
Wouldn't that mean... the wealth will not go to outsiders? We will only suffer the consequences if we break up!
"Maybe... I don't get along with them, so we are naturally at odds with each other." Yang Qianyu didn't know how to explain other than laughing at herself.
She considers herself to have a clear conscience and has always been popular.
But I just don't understand why Xu Hong hates her so much.
"Qianyu, did you and Feng Moyan... have another quarrel because of this matter?"
When she remained silent, Fisher understood.
"Actually, he is also innocent and is in a dilemma."
Yang Qianyu sighed faintly: "I know, so I don't want to embarrass him. I was touched that he treated me like this, and I once thought about changing my mind, but Xu Hong and the others would definitely not agree."
"And Feng Shiwen has such a body. If she knew that her brother and I were getting back together, she would probably be so angry that her condition would get worse. Fei Fei... What do you think I should do? I don't want him to have trouble with his family because of me.
To the point where fire and water are incompatible - is this kind of relationship too selfish? Anyway, I have been here by myself in these years. Now, men and relationships are not even the icing on the cake for me, not to mention that I have no real feelings.
After getting back together with him, there is no gain or loss, so there is no harm..."
She said this calmly, but whether it was harmless or not, there was another voice deep in her heart.
Through the sound waves, Fisher could not see the loneliness and sorrow in her eyes, thinking that she was bitten by a snake once and had been afraid of well ropes for ten years and no longer had the courage to love.
Little did she know that the defense and ice in her heart were already crumbling.
"Okay, no matter what decision you make, I will support you. As long as you are happy, that's all." Fisher has known her for many years and has always united with her.
"But...I really sympathize with Feng Moyan now. I used to call him a scumbag, but no one can be a saint. Now he is really a good man worth trusting. It's a pity..."
Yang Qianyu smiled bitterly, but it's a pity that the love is deep and the relationship is shallow, so we can't stay together.
After the call ended, the wheelchair slowly slid in front of him.
She handed over the phone with a calm expression, "Fei Fei said you would come with us tomorrow. I plan to contact Xiaoxiao's family and bring them over to take care of her."
Feng Moyan took the phone and nodded without saying a word: "Okay, give me her family's contact information and I'll let Wang Cheng make arrangements."
"No, it's too troublesome for you. I can still arrange this."
"Trouble? At this point, are you a bit pretentious when you say these two words to me?"
"..." Yang Qianyu looked embarrassed, glanced at him, and said nothing.
Indeed, even bigger things have troubled others, and it is really hypocritical to want to separate the relationship now.
She despised herself in her heart.
In the dead of night, the two of them faced each other, and the atmosphere became ambiguous without realizing it.
Feng Moyan also felt it. He stared at her with deep eyes for a long time, then slowly came back to his senses: "Qianqian, we..."
"That -" As soon as he spoke, Yang Qianyu also spoke immediately, obviously deliberately interrupting him, "As for the property, I think you should take it back. I really can't bear this kind of 'good'."
Feng Moyan's expression paused, and his bottomless eyes were still staring at her, but the light in his eyes became dull: "I have said before, no matter what it is, the things I, Feng Moyan, send out are not
Will take it back again.”
Such as money, such as sincerity...
Yang Qianyu stared at him, their eyes meeting each other. She suddenly realized the subtext, her heart felt hot, and her eyes hurriedly turned away: "But -"
"No but. If you really dislike it, then just bear with it and give it all to the children when they reach eighteen." After he finished speaking, his face darkened a lot.
His facial features were already deep and three-dimensional, but he had lost a lot of weight these days, with clear ridges, a cold and clear jawline, and a slight sinking, and that undeniable sense of coldness and majesty was unprecedented and frightening.
For some reason, Yang Qianyu looked at him and suddenly did not dare to "provoke" anymore. She pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyelashes.
Seeing her aggrieved look, Feng Moyan felt secretly annoyed.
She experienced a plane crash and was already emotionally unstable. You shouldn't lose your temper with her at this time.
His fingers slowly clenched tightly, and after just a moment, he forced himself to relax and not worry about her.
"It's getting late. If you want to go back to China tomorrow, have a good rest tonight and go to bed." He was a little gentler.
Yang Qianyu blinked and did not look at him, feeling all kinds of emotions rolling in her heart.
From the moment she started to be "afraid" of this person, she knew that her heart was no longer as hard as it had been in the past few years.
Fortunately, she just told Fisher that it didn't matter, but in fact...
"Then get out." Realizing this, she eagerly wanted to stay away from him. Just in time to respond to his words, she sat on the bed, lifted the quilt, and chased him away at the same time.
Feng Moyan hesitated and did not move, his eyes still falling on her.
"Feng Moyan, our relationship is not good enough to sleep in the same bed, do you have to say it more harshly?" She lay down, with her back to the man's direction, and her tone was cold without any fluctuation.
The man said nothing, silently turned the wheelchair and left.
The door closed, and Yang Qianyu suddenly turned around, lying flat on her back, breathing heavily, staring at the ceiling.
His sad eyes lingered in his mind, and traces of guilt lingered in his heart. It was so annoying!
Why is he so obsessed with things?
There are thousands of women in this world, so why keep an eye on her? Find one that his parents and sisters like, who is also willing to please and serve him - wouldn't it be nice for everyone to be happy?