Yang Qianyu did not mention the incident in the courtyard to Feng Moyan.
He's already been messed up and upset enough lately, there's no need to worry about trivial things.
New Year's Eve is approaching, and all companies are on off holidays.
Yang Qianyu was pestered by her children all day long to go shopping for New Year shopping, but she had too many things to do and could never find time.
It wasn't until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month that the company had its annual holiday, so she took the little ones out for a shopping spree.
After coming back, the children were clamoring to hang up the red lanterns and put up the beautiful window grilles.
Aunt Rong said that these had to wait until New Year's Eve to post them, but Yang Qianyu didn't want to disappoint the children, so she said just leave the couplets and wait for them to be posted on New Year's Eve, and leave the rest to the children.
So Ah Quan and a few bodyguards became human ladders, carrying the three brothers and sisters, hanging lanterns, hanging Chinese knots, and putting up window grilles. They were very busy.
However, after all this hustle and bustle, the house that originally looked a bit deserted and monotonous suddenly gained a bit of a new year feel.
Even the bare landscape trees in the courtyard are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, eagerly welcoming the New Year.
Feng Moyan sat in a wheelchair and stayed in the yard. Looking at the scene in front of him, a slight smile appeared on his thin handsome face.
Time flies so fast, and it’s almost Chinese New Year again in a blink of an eye.
Although the flowers are similar every year, this Spring Festival is different from any other year.
The people he cared about, the people he had never expected, were all back.
There is nothing happier and more fulfilling than family reunion on New Year's Eve.
Through the hazy night, the man looked at the joy in the house and listened to the children's laughter. His mind, which had been tired and depressed for a long time, unknowingly became relaxed.
Wang Cheng stood aside and waited for a while, then asked in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, do you want to send you in?"
Feng Moyan came back to his senses and said softly: "I am no longer Mr. Feng. We have known each other for so many years. Apart from our work relationship, we can be considered friends. Just call me Mo Yan."
Wang Cheng waved his hands repeatedly, "Mr. Feng, this... I can't say it out loud, and... your resignation today has not been approved by the board of directors. I think after the New Year, maybe things will turn around and they may change their minds and may not be willing to do so."
Let me take this burden off you."
Wang Cheng has been with Fengyun Group for several years and knows everything about the company inside and out.
He always felt that Feng Shikun and his gang were playing with fire and burning themselves out. In the end, they couldn't clean up the mess, so they would definitely ask Feng Moyan to take charge and turn the tide.
Therefore, he did not resign, thinking that sooner or later he would have to continue to be an errand boy for the financial backer and boss who he loved and hated... Oh no, he was just an errand boy.
But Feng Moyan has no interest in the power of the shopping mall now.
His eyes were filled with his beloved women and lovely children. He imagined that this might be the most peaceful and happy Spring Festival in his life, and he couldn't wait to see it.
"You go back."
"Then you...go in by yourself?"
"Um."
"good."
Wang Cheng turned around and left, while Feng Moyan continued to sit outside the courtyard.
He thought that when the children ran out and saw him, they would jump up to him happily and shout ecstatically, "Mom, Mom, Dad is back!"
Then, the woman must have run out in surprise.
He fantasized alone and couldn't hold back the smile on his lips.
However, the fact is that he sat in the courtyard for more than ten minutes and no one came out...
He vaguely heard the call from inside that dinner was ready, and the relaxed smile on his face gradually faded and solidified.
When the meal is ready, they will definitely sit down to eat and not run out again - he is the only one sitting here, the sun sets, the temperature drops sharply, and his whole body gradually becomes cold.
If there were special effects at this time, Mr. Feng in the wheelchair would first be petrified in black and white, and then crack with a crash, and his figure would fall to pieces on the ground.
In the living room, Yang Qianyu had just called the children to the dining room when her cell phone rang.
"Hello, Wangcheng?"
"Uh... Madam, that... Mr. Feng is sitting in the yard. I was going to send him into the house, but he said no. I guess he wanted to wait for you to find out and give you a surprise, but who knew you-"
Wang Cheng left, but he didn't feel relieved, so he quietly stayed not far away and observed secretly.
"When did it happen?" Yang Qianyu looked surprised. After hearing this, she asked in disbelief, "He is still sitting in the yard now?"
"..." Wang Cheng was a little speechless and replied with a dumbfounded response, "What else? Run away from home?"
"Okay, I get it!"
"Madam, don't say I called you!" Wang Cheng was full of desire for survival and wanted to save face for his boss.
"understandable."
After Yang Qianyu answered the phone, she originally wanted to go out and "taunt" someone, but then she thought it was too much, so she pulled Xiaoyu over and whispered in his ear.
Xiaoyu's eyes lit up in shock, "Really? Dad is outside?"
He turned around and was about to rush out, but was pulled back by his mother, "Remember - pretend to be casual, exclaim first, and then call me!"
"OK! Got it!"
So, Xiaoyu rushed to the door of the living room to close the door, but suddenly shouted in surprise: "Dad! It's dad! Dad is back!"
Sitting in a wheelchair, he took out his mobile phone and found someone's number. Mr. Feng, who was hesitating whether to dial or not, was startled by his son's voice and quickly put the phone away.
The next second, the children rushed out happily.
"Mom! Come on! Dad is back!"
The three little dogs rushed up and surrounded the wheelchair. The scene was a bit like the owner who had been away for a long time suddenly returned, and the family dogs rushed up to the owner like crazy, barking, nuzzling and begging for a hug.
Yang Qianyu walked behind, holding back a smile so hard that she almost suffered internal injuries.
The eldest son’s acting skills are truly natural!
Feng Moyan was surrounded by children and cheered, and the depression on his face was wiped away.
Seeing the woman slowly walking over, he suppressed the longing in his heart and looked across the night to meet her eyes.
"Why didn't you say anything when you came here?" Yang Qianyu walked up to the man and stood in front of him. Under the night, his face was hazy, adding to his beauty.
Feng Moyan was secretly sulking just now. At this moment, the woman's soft question was not considered coquettish, and she comforted him instantly.
"Well..." He nodded and responded, "I went to the company in the afternoon. After I was done, I thought I would come and see you."
Yang Qianyu smiled and walked behind the wheelchair: "You're just in time, come in and eat."
The three little ones surrounded their parents and jumped back to the villa cheering.
It was cold and windy outside, so Xiaoyu closed the door this time.
Feng Moyan arranged for the four of them, mother and son, to live here, but he didn't come to see it. He only knew that the furniture here was simple and the equipment was incomplete.
Now I looked around and saw that she had decorated the house in a warm, loving and orderly manner with all the necessary items. I couldn't help but ask, "Are you still planning to stay here for a long time?"
Yang Qianyu asked back: "Why, can't it?" Then she added, "I have moved several times in the past six months since I returned to China, and it's really a hassle. Isn't this property yours? Why, you can't live there for a long time?"