Yang Qianyu hasn't cooked in person for a long time, and the children are looking forward to it.
Even though the dishes were not even served, Xiao Zhou couldn't help but want to start eating, but his brother stopped him: "Mom hasn't sat down yet, what's wrong with you waiting?"
"I'm just waiting! Can't I take a look?"
The brother was too lazy to expose him, but turned to his sister and asked: "Sister, what do you want to eat? Brother will give you some."
Xiaozhou pouted: "Double-standard dog..."
Dundun, who was milling around and eager to start his meal, immediately raised his head and barked as soon as he heard the word "dog", as if to say: What did you call me for?
Xiao Zhou glanced back at it and said sadly: "It's none of your business, this dog is not that dog."
Yang Qianyu came out with the last soup. Xiaoyu turned around and reported, "Mom, my brother called me a dog."
"No, I didn't! I mean Dundun! Dundun is a dog! A real dog!"
Yang Qianyu had long been accustomed to the love and murder between the three of them. Hearing this, he didn't want to pay attention to it and just said, "Okay, let's start dinner!"
Feng Moyan just came back from answering the phone.
The woman's eyes met his and she asked tentatively: "Would you like to... open a bottle of wine and have a few drinks as a celebration?"
The reason why she lacked confidence was because she thought about how ugly she looked after being drunk last night.
Sure enough, when Feng Moyan heard this, his face was narrow and ambiguous, with a bit of disbelief: "You still want to drink? Are you addicted to last night's 'murder'?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Didn't I think that after being on tenterhooks for so many days, I could finally relax. Such a great thing should have been..." Before she finished speaking, she looked at the man with increasingly unconfident eyes.
He simply shook his hands and sat down, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."
But Feng Moyan encouraged: "You can drink if you want. The worst I can do is sacrifice myself again. Anyway... my reputation as a henpecked and doting wife has already spread, so I don't care if I suffer any more losses."
Yang Qianyu turned to look at him, confused, "What reputation? Henpecked?"
Mr. Feng's eyes were playful, and he asked: "Have you forgotten what happened in that private restaurant yesterday? As soon as I entered, I took control of the whole place. I didn't even have the right to speak. I raised the glass and dropped it, bold and neat. Gong Bei
Ze was stunned by you!"
"..." That scene...
"Don't think that I don't know that you had dinner with that pretty boy on purpose yesterday, and you hid it from me. You were afraid that I would start to accuse you, and you deliberately got drunk to escape."
Yang Qianyu: "..."
Well, I can't hide anything from him.
But it doesn't matter anymore. We escaped last night's quarrel and can clear up the clouds today - that drunken meal was worth it.
"Okay, okay, let's eat without talking or sleep. Let's eat quickly!" Qian Qian, who was feeling guilty, didn't dare to accept the words. She scooped a bowl of soup and put it in front of him, giving him a hard look.
Feng Moyan smiled, not intending to settle accounts, but he should be reminded of some words: "Since the courtyard has been sold, we can only buy it back when we have money later. But there is no need for you and that pretty boy to meet.
Alright."
Yang Qianyu knew that he was always jealous, so she put down her bowl and looked at him seriously: "I don't just eat with others casually. Do you know why they bought a courtyard house?"
"Why?"
"The founder of Wanzhuo, he is from Guzhen and he knew my mother before she was alive."
When Yang Qianyu mentioned her mother, the emotion on her face calmed down a little, and there was a bit of confusion in her eyes, "He said... he bought the courtyard house as a thought, to make up for regrets... I guess, he and I
Mom, is there something in the past?"
Feng Moyan was drinking soup. Hearing this, he gradually raised his head and his eyes became more serious, "You mean, Chairman Zhuo... fell in love with your mother?"
Qianyu shook her head, "I don't know, I'm just guessing. Doctor Zhuo said that his father will return to China soon, and maybe he will ask me to meet him."
"When will I date you?"
Seeing his guarded expression again, Yang Qianyu said angrily: "How do I know! He is such a big shot and has so many things to do, who knows when he will be free!"
"Then when the time comes——"
Knowing what he was going to say, Yang Qianyu stopped him quickly before he could speak: "Feng Moyan, I can't even have normal interpersonal interactions, can I? Have I ever asked who you are going to have dinner with when you are socializing at work?
?”
Feng Moyan was speechless by her question. He paused and muttered: "Of course I believe you."
"That's fine, relax, I won't cuckold you."
"..."
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It was noisy until ten o'clock in the evening, when the children finally went to bed and the whole world became quiet.
After Yang Qianyu took a shower, she took a rare leisurely time to apply a facial mask.
Feng Moyan was sitting in front of the computer busy. When he saw her coming out of the bathroom with a dark face, he was so frightened that he raised his eyes with a strange look in his eyes.
Qianqian saw his reaction and asked, "What's wrong? It's scary?"
"No..." Mr. Feng smiled and returned his eyes to the screen, "I just admire you women, you put all the black things in your face..."
Qianqian took her mobile phone, leaned against the bedside comfortably, and said angrily: "To resist the erosion of time."
"Don't worry, time has given you the most beautiful gifts. Last night, all the stinky men on that table were so fascinated by you that their eyes were opened!"
"Well, I haven't used my ultimate move yet."
After hearing what she said, Feng Moyan had no intention of working, and the wheelchair turned to the side of the bed.
Qian Qian didn't know why, "What for?"
"Promise me that you will not trap those beauties outside, especially in social gatherings."
"..."
"Those stinky men, how can they deserve it!"
Qian Qian wanted to laugh, but considering the mask, she could only hold back: "Aren't you also a stinky man..."
"That's different, I'm your man."
"Okay, get going!" She waved her hand to chase them away.
Feng Moyan was reluctant to leave. He sat on the edge of the bed, held her hand, and sighed quietly.
Qian Qian was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing, I'm just happy, happy, and I just want to keep looking at you like this..." Mr. Feng rubbed her hand, making her unable to look at her phone, expressing his affection.
Yang Qianyu couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm wearing a mask, so you can't see my face."
Ignoring her joke, Feng Moyan continued: "Qianqian, I am so lucky. I thought I had lost you a long time ago, but I didn't expect... God has been so kind to me, and I can still regain you. You don't know, last night you
The news about accompanying me to socialize has spread, and many people are envious of me...Thank you for everything you have done for me. I swear that I will never do anything to make you sad again in this life, and I will never let you leave me again."
Yang Qianyu couldn't stand his affectionate look and deliberately comforted him: "Actually, you don't have to be like this. I'm trying to win people's hearts by helping you this time. See if you are grateful to me now for the rest of your life."
You all feel like you owe me? That’s right! From now on, I can do whatever I want with you.”