Chapter 32 Yang Qianyu, you finally stop pretending
Feng Moyan stared at the phone, deliberately waiting for a while, and then answered the call calmly: "Hello, who are you?"
Yang Qianyu thought that this person had called her before, so it was impossible not to remember this number. Such a polite and unfamiliar opening was obviously intentional.
Although she was panicking, luckily she couldn't see the other party through the phone, so she quickly calmed down and said, "Mr. Feng, it's me, Ruan Qing."
"Miss Ruan?" He seemed surprised and asked casually, "What are you doing for me?"
Yang Qianyu guessed his psychological activities at this time, and stopped beating around the bush and said bluntly: "Fisher called me and said that she met you at the amusement park. Are you taking Xixi to play there?"
Feng Moyan was shocked!
Just now, he was thinking about asking her how to explain her acquaintance with Fisher, and was curious about how she could cover up her explanation. He was looking forward to that scene.
But I never expected that she would get straight to the point and take the initiative to show off her cards!
After two seconds of stunned silence, he spoke out in a firm statement: "Yang Qianyu, you finally stop pretending."
"No, Mr. Feng, you misunderstood. Fisher and I met by chance. When she saw me for the first time, she rushed up to me and called me 'honey' as if she had seen a ghost. She almost scared me to death! Later, I was frightened to death!"
, I realized that I look a lot like her best friend - the Yang Qianyu you call her."
"..." The look that had just risen on Feng Moyan's face fell instantly.
This woman is simply...
If she were in front of him at this moment, he might not be able to help but strangle her to death!
Seeing that there was no sound here, Yang Qianyu could probably imagine his mood at this time, paused and continued to ask as if nothing had happened: "Is your daughter sick? I wanted to ask you yesterday, but she was too busy with work.
forgotten."
"If you weren't Yang Qianyu, why would you be running around when everyone else came to the Junhuang International Hotel that day?"
Feng Moyan was angered by her coquettish behavior and decided to have a good fight with her to see how she could get along.
"Oh my God, I was temporarily busy, so I'm really sorry for missing the appointment."
"What's up?"
"Physical discomfort."
"Why do you feel uncomfortable?"
"..." Yang Qianyu heard that he was taking advantage of the situation, and suddenly felt angry and funny, "Mr. Feng, it's already a thing of the past, why are you bringing it up?"
"So, are you unable to reconcile? Why don't I tell you that when you returned to China, Fisher received you, and you drove her car to meet the client. As a result, you met Xixi in the lobby on the first floor. You were in a very confused mood.
Or maybe you are afraid of meeting me, so you are preparing to leave."
"But Wang Cheng called you and tried to persuade you, but you couldn't refuse completely, so you went upstairs again, but when you came up you saw Yang Caiyue. You two sisters were incompatible. When you saw that the client was her, you became more determined to break the appointment, so you ran away.
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After Yang Qianyu listened, cold sweat broke out all over his forehead.
He must have watched all the surveillance videos carefully.
"Mr. Feng, with your imagination, it would be a pity not to become a screenwriter."
"Originally, it's not convenient for me to discuss women's physiological matters with you, a member of the opposite sex, but you're like this..."
She seemed helpless, paused and continued to explain: "I happened to have my period that day, and accidentally soiled my dress, so I planned to make an appointment another day, but your assistant called me and insisted on letting me go that day.
I had to go, so I had to clean up in the bathroom and insist on keeping the appointment..."
"Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked outside the presidential suite, a sudden burst of heat came out - Mr. Feng, you are a grown man, and you definitely don't understand the discomfort and embarrassment women felt during those few days. If I didn't leave at that time, I still had to endure it and go in...
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While Yang Qianyu was editing it, she admired her own mind and imagination.
It turns out that the most suitable person to be a screenwriter is herself!
"I'm just afraid that the scene will be stained with blood."
Feng Moyan firmly believed that she was telling nonsense, but he couldn't help but be immersed in the scene she described.
I even thought of something that happened a long time ago.
He remembered the scene when Yang Qianyu got her period for the first time.
It was more than ten years ago. A group of half-year-old children made an appointment for a weekend trip to a hillside on the outskirts of the city.
Halfway through the climb, Yang Qianyu suddenly slowed down and said there was a dull pain in her stomach.
No one cared about it at the time. They just thought he was tired and told him to sit down and rest.
Yang Qianyu also sat down.
But not long after sitting down, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if she peed her pants.
When she stood up and looked back, she saw a pool of blood on the ground, which made her cry "Ah" in fright.
"Brother Mo Yan, I'm bleeding, so much blood, I'm going to die, wuwuwu..."
Feng Moyan looked at the blood on the ground, then pulled her over to look behind him. He saw a bloody stain on the back of her pants, which was shocking, and he was immediately frightened to the point of being stunned.
In fact, he had taken a biology class and knew what was going on, but it happened suddenly and he was so concerned that he didn't think about it for a while.
It was a friend who was traveling with me who reminded me: "Qianyu, are you on your period?"
The two of them suddenly came to their senses and realized that they were not dying of illness, but just having their period.
What happened next was extremely embarrassing.
Feng Moyan told everyone to turn around and not look back. He took the girl and hid behind a bush, then plundered all the tissues from the pockets of everyone in the group and handed them to the embarrassed girl behind his back.
Yang Qianyu was thin-skinned, had her first period, and had no experience. Her face was flushed, and she was crying while taking care of herself. She was so busy that it was impossible to do anything.
Feng Moyan couldn't turn around and look at her. He listened to her moaning and sobbing. He was so anxious that he couldn't help comforting her.
The little friend continued to climb the mountain. He waited for the girl to take care of herself and come out coquettishly. Without saying a word, he took off his coat and tied it around her waist.
"Okay, this way no one will notice. Let's go back down the mountain."
Yang Qianyu didn't dare to look at him at all, she lowered her head and remained silent all the way.
At the time, he thought it must be the most embarrassing and frustrating thing in his life, but when he returned to that scene after so many years, it actually evoked the slightest trace of nostalgia.
There was a brief silence on both sides of the phone, and Feng Moyan pulled away from his memories and couldn't help but say: "I still remember the embarrassment of your menstrual period, so what if you were stained with blood on the spot."
Yang Qianyu's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood what he was talking about.
But you still have to pretend to be stupid.
"Mr. Feng, please be more serious."
"Ha!" the man sneered disdainfully, "Things between men and women would be boring if they were too serious."
Yang Qianyu was too lazy to pay attention to him.
However, after talking so much nonsense, he never mentioned the children. It seemed that he didn't realize the secret that he had two sons.
Yang Qianyu felt relieved.
"I called just to ask about your daughter's condition. Since she has recovered, that's fine. You can have fun. I'm still busy."
When the words fell, she was ready to hang up the phone.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the arm fell, a light and cheerful cry came from the microphone: "Mom, mom, mom! I miss you so much, can I go and play with you?"