The plane landed safely at Jiangcheng International Airport, and Yang Qianyu's anxious heart finally settled.
Thinking that I no longer have to face the fear of flying alone, my mood becomes brighter.
She didn't tell Feng Moyan before returning to China because she wanted to give him and the children a surprise.
I don’t know what the person’s reaction will be when he sees her later.
Imagining the scene of that meeting, she couldn't suppress the happy smile on her lips.
But when she walked out of the gate and saw that familiar figure, something clicked in her head and she froze in shock!
Feng Moyan's aura would attract people's attention even if he was sitting in a wheelchair.
But now, with an angry look on his face and a cold and stern temperament that doesn't allow strangers to enter, he is even more difficult to ignore.
It’s over!
Yang Qianyu's heartbeat quickened, her mind was full of these two words, thinking about what to do.
Since he could know her flight back home, he probably also knew what she did during the few days she was stranded in Zurich.
After being frozen there for a few seconds, her face turned pale.
But it only took a moment for her to calm down.
What's there to panic about? The deal is done anyway, everything is almost settled, so what if he knows?
Can he still eat her?
At most, I just have a cold face and scold you, it doesn't hurt, what does it matter?
Thinking of this, the smile on the woman's face immediately returned, brighter than the subtle and suppressed smile just now, and her steps were brisk!
"Mo Yan! How did you know I was returning to China today?"
She jumped over the crowd excitedly and rushed to the man.
When Feng Moyan saw her rushing towards him, his body's instinctive reaction was to stand up and hold her tightly in his arms.
But then he thought about the scolding he had received a few hours ago, and what she had done behind his back, and the anger in his heart was like a volcano erupting!
Holding the armrests of the wheelchair tightly with both hands, Feng Moyan resisted the urge to hold her in his arms. His handsome and deep features were as serious as the wrathful Yama, and his eyes were dark and cold as he stared at her.
Seeing his appearance, Yang Qianyu trembled in her heart, but she still pretended to be stupid, looking curious and confused: "What's wrong with you? Are you not happy to see me? Or..."
She looked back behind her, her beautiful almond eyes slightly raised, "Aren't you here to pick me up?"
Feng Moyan sat there and watched her performance quietly.
On the side, Wang Cheng was so anxious that he winked frequently but did not dare to make a sound.
Yang Qianyu saw it, but still had to pretend: "What's wrong with you?"
Feng Moyan finally couldn't help it, suppressing the urge to stand up and pinch her, and got straight to the point: "Did you sell Venus?"
The woman's heart trembled.
Sure enough, he knew everything.
I really don’t know what big mouth is responsible for this!
"Sell it!" She already knew it in her mind and had a plan in mind.
The angrier he gets, the more she has to adopt a relaxed and nonchalant attitude.
"I thought you were acting like the King of Hell because you suspected that I had cuckolded you, just because of this!"
Wang Cheng, who was standing aside, also saw that the woman in front of him was pretending, and he was wailing in his heart.
Madam is so... so bold!
Can't you see that Mr. Feng is already on the verge of rage? She also deliberately adds fuel to the fire and talks nonsense.
These enemies!
"What's the matter?" Feng Moyan laughed angrily, repeating her words word for word, turning his handsome face away from her face that deserved a beating, otherwise he would really get up and hit her.
After calming down for two seconds, he waited for his emotions to calm down a bit, then turned around and looked at her again: "Why don't you discuss such a big matter with me in advance? You can hide it perfectly! You are really good at it!"
Yang Qianyu placed one hand on the handle of the suitcase and put the other hand in the pocket of the windbreaker. When she heard this, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said in the same tone: "It's not leaking. Don't you already know?"
"..." Feng Moyan's mood that he had just adjusted was once again pushed to the edge of sullenness by her words.
Wang Cheng was trembling at the side. Seeing that the posture was not right, he quickly said: "Mr. Feng, madam, um... this is the airport, with people coming and going. Feng Yun is at the forefront of the storm. If you two quarrel here, what if?"
Being photographed and posted online, then——"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Qianyu rolled her eyes coldly and arrogantly, "Who quarreled with him!" Before he could finish his words, he pushed the suitcase gracefully with one hand, walked around the wheelchair and walked out.
Feng Moyan clenched his fists, with nowhere to vent the emotions that were about to explode. He could only look at his assistant and complain: "Look at her look! She doesn't feel that she is at all wrong!"
Wang Cheng was in a dilemma and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes...it is indeed my wife's fault in this matter, but she is also doing it for your own good."
Of course Feng Moyan understood.
But he just feels bad!
I feel sorry for this silly woman!
He didn't even want to get back the money and property he had given away, because he didn't want to implicate the four of them, mother, son, and daughter after he had nothing.
But she is good!
He actually sold the brand he founded without saying a word!
What if we agree to discuss things with each other and never hide anything from each other again?
He is the only one who dares to respect the agreement between the two of them, but this damn woman still goes her own way?!
Seeing that Yang Qianyu had gone far, Wang Cheng quickly reminded: "Mr. Feng, let's go. Don't let your wife take a taxi and leave later."
When Feng Moyan heard this, he immediately turned around in his wheelchair and followed.
Yang Qianyu turned around and walked away, not because she was bold, but because she felt guilty and nervous.
I don't dare to face this person anymore, for fear of quarreling with him or making him even more angry.
She simply stayed away and let him calm down alone.
But before she left the airport, she was stopped by Wang Cheng again.
"Madam, our car is parked at p2."
Yang Qianyu turned around and looked at them, wanting to say "I'll take a taxi back by myself", but when her eyes came into contact with someone's eyes that were staring at her - that kind of death stare - she was still scared.
"Oh." She responded nonchalantly, walked back, took the elevator with them, and got off the P2 parking lot.
They didn't communicate with each other until they got in the car.
After everything was settled, the tall and domineering President Lincoln One drove out of the airport.
When we reached the street outside, the carriage became a little brighter.
Yang Qianyu looked at the familiar street scene outside through the car window, thinking about her anxiety during the business trip, and she felt more relaxed.
Although Feng Moyan refused to talk to her, his eyes seemed to have grown on her body and he never left her after they met.
Naturally, he also noticed the sigh hidden deep in her heart as she slowly relaxed.
It can be seen that she is exhausted. She must have been exhausted from being abroad during this time.
The shrinking pain flashed through his heart again. He told himself not to be angry with her, not to do anything that he would regret, but to have a good talk with her to see if there was any possibility of recovery...
After thinking for a long time, he finally calmed down a bit. He opened his thin lips and was about to talk to her. The quiet atmosphere was broken by the ringing of his cell phone.
Yang Qianyu was slightly startled, and quickly took out her mobile phone, "Hey, Xiaoxiao... Well, I landed, everything went well, don't worry... right? Then you can send the file to my email and I will look at it now, um, yes
That’s the domestic account I left for you, okay, I’ll wait!”