"But I can't just watch you lose Feng Yun and everything! I have already taken action, so I must grasp the odds of winning! Otherwise, all my previous efforts will be in vain! Do you understand?!" She asked back.
Yelling these words at a high volume, Yang Qianyu's head became increasingly dizzy.
There was a ringing in her ears, and she frowned in pain, held her forehead with one hand and shook her head, leaning weakly against the seat.
Feng Moyan forced himself not to move and looked at her coldly: "Stop pretending."
Pack?
She was going to be furious. He still thought it was pretending?!
She raised her eyelashes and glanced angrily at the man, suddenly feeling that this guy's conscience was being fed to the dog!
And her wholehearted dedication these days is more like a joke!
Anger was burning, and she suddenly didn't want to stay for a second longer or see him, so she shouted: "Stop! Pull over!"
Feng Moyan was startled, "What are you doing?"
"What do you care about me! Stop the car!"
Her voice almost broke, and the driver had to pull over, but he did not open the automatically locked door.
Yang Qianyu pulled her twice but didn't pull away. Just as she was about to get angry again, Feng Moyan grabbed her arm with a sullen and helpless look on her face: "Stop making trouble, okay? You're not feeling well now. How can you go back after getting off the car?"
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"Do you tube!"
"I don't care about you, who cares about you? If you hadn't broken your promise today, you would have been Feng Moyan's wife now! I care about you for granted!" Feng Moyan grabbed her and spoke domineeringly and forcefully.
Yang Qian glared at him with a arrogant tone and deliberately stepped on his sore spot: "Didn't that mean we didn't get married? So now our relationship is just that of ex-husband and ex-wife, and whatever I do has nothing to do with you!"
The man's expression became more and more scary, and his dark eyes burning with anger sent out a dangerous signal, "Say it again!"
She endured her physical discomfort and heart infarction, "Just say it! We are now ex-husband and ex-wife, and I can do anything - ugh, Feng Moyan! You bastard! Shameless! Stay away from me! Don't kiss me, ugh
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Before she could finish her words, the man pulled her back, locked her in his arms and kissed her hard.
Really cruel.
He was so cruel that he pinched the back of the woman's neck with his big palm, as if he wanted to break her neck.
Yang Qianyu had smoked poisonous cigarettes, which made her head dizzy and her chest felt tight. When he was angry, she became even more angry and dizzy.
Now I'm being kissed by him forcefully!
That overbearing and rude attitude seemed to suck all her internal organs dry. As the two of them competed against each other, she felt that the oxygen in her chest was getting less and less, and the blank space in her mind was getting bigger and bigger...
She didn't know when her consciousness started to become blurred. She just felt that everything around her was gradually moving away, her limbs and bones seemed to have lost their strength, and her body was so light that she forgot about the pain...
"Qianqian? Qianqian!" Feng Moyan saw her struggling, gradually losing strength, and then her whole body slumped softly. He was so frightened that he quickly grabbed her and kept calling her.
Yang Qianyu seemed to have lost his life. He shook her head and her head drooped.
Feng Moyan was so upset that for a moment, his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.
"Quick! Turn around and go back to the hospital!" he ordered urgently.
Not daring to delay, the driver immediately started off again, accelerating the accelerator to find a place to turn around.
Fortunately... Yang Qianyu's fainting was only temporary. She could breathe normally through her mouth and nose, and her brain slowly restarted.
When the car turned around quickly, the centrifugal force of inertia shook her. She frowned and woke up slowly.
Feng Moyan lowered his eyes and saw with joy on his face: "Qianqian...you're awake! You scared me to death just now. I thought you...it's okay, it's okay."
Yang Qianyu was lying on his back, half-lying in his arms. After opening her eyes, they were so cold and cold, looking at him motionless and emotionless.
However, two lines of clear tears slipped silently from the end of the eyes and disappeared into the temples.
Feng Moyan clearly watched her cry silently, and his heart felt as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid, and deep regret swept over him.
"Yes...I'm sorry, it was my fault just now-" As soon as she cried, Feng Moyan was at his wits end. No matter how strong his anger was, it was instantly extinguished by her tears, leaving only regret and apology.
"I didn't mean to lose my temper with you. It was actually you...you lied to me again and again. I know you are doing it for my own good, but I really don't want to drag you into it."
Yang Qianyu didn't say a word, she just tried to get up from his arms with strength.
Feng Moyan refused, she glared coldly, "Let me go."
"Qianqian..."
She still didn't respond, but resolutely left his arms, quietly turned to the seat and sat down alone.
Looking at her cold and distant look, Feng Moyan's arrogance disappeared completely, and instead he looked at her cautiously.
"Qianqian...you, you are angry..."
Yang Qianyu didn't want to pay attention to him, so she simply turned her head to the car window.
Feng Moyan suddenly became more nervous, his Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't dare to speak.
The car returned to the hospital and the driver asked if he wanted to go in.
Just as Feng Moyan was about to speak, Yang Qianyu said softly: "I don't need to, or I'll send your boss to have his brain checked."
These words are full of sarcasm.
Feng Moyan's expression changed, he frowned and looked at her, but he didn't dare to reply.
It's okay to say he's sick, as long as she's willing to talk, it's better than keeping a cold face and acting like she's a complete stranger.
But the driver was embarrassed after hearing this: "Mr. Feng..."
"Forget it, go back." Of course Feng Moyan would not be stupid enough to go to the hospital to see if there was any illness in his brain. He stared at the woman silently and whispered.
So President Lincoln One drove out of the hospital again and embarked on his way home in the dark.
It was quiet in the carriage.
Yang Qianyu gradually calmed down and became less angry.
It's just that I simply don't want to talk to someone.
Feng Moyan had been observing her emotions and saw that her complexion had improved a lot, her eyebrows gradually relaxed, and the tension and worry in his heart had also dissipated a lot.
The quarrel was sad and nerve-wracking. We had such a quarrel just now, but now that I think about it, it is really unnecessary.
Just discuss the matter and be calm.
So, Mr. Feng collected his emotions and organized his words. He stretched out his hand and gently pulled the woman's sleeve. His low and hoarse voice sounded weak: "Qianqian... That courtyard house belongs to your grandparents and your mother.
My last thoughts for you, you really shouldn’t have sold it. Originally, I just felt sorry for you when I sold the company and owed you; but now that you have even sold the courtyard house, I feel even more sorry for their souls in heaven. With this kind of feeling, I
I think you should understand."
Qianqian didn't respond, but she didn't look angry anymore.
The man looked at it and felt bolder. He paused and summoned up the courage to continue: "Wang Cheng said that the balance has not been paid yet, so it should be too late to make amends. You are obedient and take back the courtyard, okay?"
Yang Qianyu is not an unreasonable person. Since he can be calm, she can also be kind.
Turning around, she asked bluntly: "The stock market will resume trading tomorrow. Can you guarantee that you will win?"
Feng Moyan told the truth: "No."
After answering this, he immediately added before the woman spoke: "But if you fill in another 100 million, you may not be guaranteed to win. If you lose, it will cause us to lose more!"