"The monitoring of the garage and the monitoring of the recorder on your car are all done. I will hand it over directly to the police. It is perfect for the police to clarify the rumors and release the truth." Feng Moyan's wheelchair walked towards the desk.
At this time, a low and charming voice spoke slowly.
——This will also save those trolls and sunspots from attacking her again.
Yang Qianyu nodded and said a little unconvinced: "You, Mr. Feng, have more face. Nothing can trouble you."
"Did I hear you right? In my lifetime, I will actually hear someone praise me, and I will die with no regrets." He smiled evilly, and his words were sarcastic.
The woman rolled her eyes at him and returned her gaze to the phone. She suddenly noticed something and frowned.
"This reply...why do I feel a little strange?" She turned her phone over to show him. The screen just stayed in the book review area. There was a fancy comment praising the male protagonist. The following reply was: That's so right! It's just right.
He understands the male protagonist better than the author!
Feng Moyan glanced at it and said calmly: "Really? What's weird?"
Yang Qianyu looked at his face, suddenly stretched out her hand, snatched the mobile phone from his palm, and at the same time stood up and walked around to the other side of the desk.
"What are you doing!" Feng Moyan was sitting in a wheelchair. He couldn't move that fast and could only stare helplessly.
"Verify my guess!"
The password to open his phone was his birthday. Yang Qianyu unlocked it with ease, found the app, clicked on it and saw someone's ID account - it turned out to be the account that replied to the comment.
"Feng Moyan, you...you really impress me!" Yang Qianyu was so shocked that her beautiful eyes almost popped out.
Scroll down the comments and she couldn't help but laugh.
Someone liked all the comments praising him and begging to get back together, and replied to them a lot - at the same time, those comments calling him a scumbag were also severely scolded back.
Mr. Feng couldn't help but stretched out his hand and ordered with a stern face: "Bring me the phone! I have the most basic privacy. Is it polite for you to look at my phone without permission?!"
Yang Qianyu was not afraid of him, and continued to scroll down while teasing: "Are you really too idle? Do you want me to tell Mr. Gong and send you some work tomorrow?"
"..." Mr. Feng was speechless.
Is there such a woman in the world?
He spends his whole life thinking about how to be nice to her, how to pamper her and love her - but she is nice, so he just thinks about how to make it difficult for him!
He was really obsessed with falling in love with such a heartless woman.
Seeing that he remained silent, Yang Qianyu was satisfied and turned down several more pages, clicking her tongue and shaking her head as she read.
"Feng Moyan, do you have schizophrenia? How could these words come from you?"
"Actually, the author's description is not accurate enough. The prototype of the male protagonist is more handsome than this..."
"The male protagonist is the one who loves the female protagonist the most in the world..."
"M--Hey, what are you doing? I haven't finished reading yet!" She read one by one on the screen. Feng Moyan stepped forward and took away the phone.
Looking at that face again, it was usually cold, arrogant and arrogant, but now it was as red as a monkey's butt.
Yang Qianyu was suddenly in a good mood. She didn't want to be exposed and slandered on the Internet. Instead, she looked at this person seriously and asked curiously: "What was your original mentality - thinking of finding a writer to publish our story?"
Write down the story?”
Someone said coldly: "I have lost my memory. I don't remember. I probably had a short circuit in my brain at that time."
She ignored it and continued: "Wang Cheng said, you want to clarify those rumors on the Internet and point the finger at yourself. In fact, those things are in the past. I don't care much about them. They are irrelevant people. I
What do you care about what they think?”
Someone raised his eyes and said, "You mean, I'm being sentimental?"
A bit indeed.
However, Yang Qianyu thought so in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it. His face was so gloomy now that it was going to rain.
Then, the woman's conscience found out, and she said sincerely: "It's not that I'm sentimental, but I'm planning for a rainy day. You see, all the netizens have changed their views on me now. They all sympathize with my life experience and experiences, and they also believe in my character and morality.
You consciously took the initiative to speak for me. This is all your credit."
Feng Moyan curled his lips, took her hand, and pulled her closer, "So, do you have to thank me?"
Knowing what he was going to say next, the woman followed his words: "Then how do you want me to thank you?"
He raised his eyes, half-smiling, and the air around him immediately changed. "What do you think? You are so smart, you don't know what I am thinking?"
"No matter how smart I am, I am not a roundworm in your belly." She responded, raised her wrist to look at her watch, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, it's already past nine o'clock! I should go back! Last night you said that I
It’s too much to enjoy it alone, leaving the children to you - then I will pick up the children tonight, and tomorrow you ask Ah Quan and Aunt Rong to pick them up from the kindergarten."
"Yang Qianyu!" He squeezed her hand suddenly.
"what?"
"..." The man stared at her, his handsome face gloomy.
When did this woman become so evil?
Knowing that he wanted her to stay at night, he deliberately said these irritating words!
"If you leave tonight, don't come back again." Mr. Feng also has a good face.
He took the initiative time and time again, being shameless and losing all face. The result was this?
He was already very annoyed because he had just teased him about replying to a book review, but he could only endure it and pretend not to care.
Now it’s even adding fuel to the fire!
After leaving these words and seeing that the woman was silent, he raised his eyes slightly and squinted, deliberately sarcastic: "Let's go, why don't you go?"
She pursed her lips, her face became stiff, and she said, "I'm going to see if the children are asleep." She turned away and walked away in a huff.
A smile suddenly broke out on Mr. Feng's face, and his heart felt soft.
This feeling of bickering and mutual detriment seemed to return to a state where the two were ambiguous and unsatisfied lovers, which made him extremely fond of it.
In fact, to be precise, although they were childhood sweethearts, they never really fell in love, let alone an inseparable love.
Back then, the two of them were still young when they decided on their hearts, and they focused on their studies.
Even if they occasionally "date", they are actually studying and reading together. When he rarely gets the chance, he only dares to hold hands and kiss her mouth because of his courage.
The kisses at that time were also very restrained and pious light kisses. At most, they were lips touching lips, and they did not dare to stay for more than three seconds.
I thought they had a long life ahead of them and would have plenty of time to love passionately and joyfully, but who knew that before they had time to experience it, those things happened.
The relationship between the two instantly dropped to freezing point.
Later, grandpa made the decision, and they were forced to get married, and they entered the marriage state directly.
Moreover, the relationship between the two had broken down at that time. Although they were the closest couple, they were almost silent all day long.
Later, maybe they got along day and night, or had skin-to-skin contact every day, and he gradually forgot the rift caused by those things. He wanted to have a good talk with her more than once, wanted to start over, and wanted to be a good husband and wife.
However, she talks about the three-year contract from time to time, as if she is counting the days and eager to get out.
He thought that Qianqian had no love for him anymore, so there was no point in forcing him to stay.
Later, when three years were up, she took the initiative to file for divorce, which made him even more convinced that this woman had completely abandoned him and had had enough of him.
He also thought angrily, just leave, there is no one in this world who cannot survive without him.
But when the divorce procedures were actually completed and she completely disappeared from his world, he suddenly realized that it was useless to pretend to be generous. He regretted, sad, painful, sad, and at the same time hated.
I hate that she looked at Jiao Didi's gentleness and kindness, but her heart was so cruel, that she could let go of so many years of love at the drop of a hat, and that she could divorce her three-year marriage without any delay.
When love and hate are intertwined, you begin to punish yourself.
He clearly missed her deeply, but refused to look for her; he clearly only had her in his heart, but he acquiesced to his family's arrangement for Yang Caiyue to be with him.
It wasn't until more than half a year later that news of her death came.
He suddenly felt that the sky was falling.
Feng Moyan was sitting in a wheelchair, his thoughts inexplicably going blank. Suddenly, he felt a splitting headache and couldn't help but raise his hand and hit his head.
But the pain became more and more intense, so much so that he felt dizzy and had auditory hallucinations in his ears.
"Brother Amo, I told you it's not me. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do..."
"I didn't expect that even you wouldn't believe me..."
"Okay! If you say so, then that's it! I was the one who pushed her into the sea, okay? She is so annoying and targets me every day. I hate her so much!"
"The three-year engagement has expired, let's get divorced..."
"Feng Moyan, your ex-wife is dead, and this is the daughter she gave birth to for you. If you still care about the relationship between husband and wife, then raise the child well..."
"Dad, dad, where is my mother? Why do other children have mommies, but I don't? I want a mommy too, please become a mommy for me..."
A lot of sounds filled his ears, like a garbled TV that kept jumping on channels. Those words and pictures came to him like a tide.
"Dad, mom said we'll stay tonight...Dad, dad, what's wrong with you? Mom, come here quickly! Dad is sick! Oh, oh, oh, dad, what's wrong with you?"
Xixi ran into the study, originally wanting to tell her father that her mother would stay with her to sleep tonight. Unexpectedly, when she came in, she saw her father sitting in a wheelchair, slapping her head hard with both hands.
Xixi was frightened and cried and shouted immediately.
The next second, Yang Qianyu rushed in through the door.
Seeing the man's appearance, she was also frightened. She quickly held his arm and called worriedly: "Mo Yan... Mo Yan, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache? Don't do this, you will hurt yourself!"
The doctor had said before that his injuries were too serious when he fell from the building. Even if a miracle happened and his life was saved, there would still be many sequelae.
For example, headache, insomnia or other physical discomforts.
During this period, he had several headaches, but they were relieved by taking pills.
But today...
"Xixi, go and ask Aunt Rong to bring the medicine. Dad took the medicine!"
"Hmm..." The little girl turned around and ran away.
Yang Qianyu looked at the man and saw that his face was ferocious and painful. She simply held his head tightly in her arms and kept comforting him: "It's okay. Xixi went to get the medicine. You will be fine soon after taking the medicine."