"Human nature. Besides, I always feel that that pretty boy has thoughts about you. I'm still a little worried if you go to meet them alone."
Yang Qianyu suddenly snatched his bowl.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Feng was startled, holding only a spoon in his hand, and looked at her in confusion.
Qian Qian said angrily: "The soup you drank was made by the pretty boy in your mouth who asked someone to cook it in the kitchen! They are devoted to you, but it's a good thing that you still have the heart of a villain!"
Feng Moyan was taken aback and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Did he ask you to bring this soup?"
"Yes! He is your surgeon and knows best what is suitable for you to eat now."
But when Mr. Feng learned the truth, he lost his appetite to continue drinking soup and muttered: "There are so many restaurants, why do you have to accept others' favors?"
"I'm going to take it! Don't be awkward, here, drink it all, not a drop is left! Otherwise, I will hold my mouth and pour it in!" Yang Qianyu is also fickle, and she snatched the bowl for a while, not wanting to give him a drink,
After a while, he pushed the bowl over again and forced him to drink it all.
Poor Mr. Feng, he is now a solid wife slave, how can he dare to say "no" even half a word.
"What did you talk about when you met? That Mr. Zhuo really has a close relationship with your mother?" Feng Moyan was jealous, but he still had to care about serious matters.
But when Yang Qianyu heard this, he sighed and his shoulders drooped.
"What's wrong? Didn't you enjoy the conversation?"
She shook her head, "Uncle Zhuo is a very nice person, but I feel that a combination of circumstances and fate have caused people to suffer. My mother's life is such a pity..."
"Uncle Zhuo?" Feng Moyan's calm expression changed again, "You have only met once, and your relationship is so close?"
Yang Qian raised his hand in such a tone that he almost knocked over the bowl in his hand, "Can you hear the point? He fell in love with my mother, and he still remembers it in his heart after decades. He naturally has mixed feelings when he sees me.
, what’s wrong with treating me as a junior?”
"He and your mother really fell in love? Then why did they break up? And he has never appeared for so many years. Why does he suddenly appear now?"
Yang Qianyu recounted the conversation she had with the Zhuo family and his son in the afternoon.
When he heard that Zhuo Yilin was not Zhuo Yueluan's biological son, Feng Moyan was also shocked, "He is not Zhuo Yueluan's biological son? Does Zhuo Yueluan have any children of his own?"
"I don't know where to ask this kind of question."
"I'll have someone check it out later."
"Don't!" Yang Qianyu quickly stopped his thoughts, "Why are you checking people's privacy? Since there is no information about him in the public information on the Internet, it means that he does not want the outside world to pay attention to his private life."
Feng Moyan said nothing.
Yang Qianyu was afraid that he would go to investigate secretly, so she pinched him and warned: "You can't investigate, do you hear? With his way of doing things, I think if you send someone to investigate, they will definitely be noticed. By then, they will still be aware of it."
You thought I asked you to investigate in secret, how rude!"
Feng Moyan's mouth twitched in pain, and he replied angrily: "I know! Do I dare not listen to your words?"
“It better be!”
Yang Qianyu sighed again, and said with longing: "If they hadn't missed each other, if my mother had waited until he came back, that would be great! Then I wouldn't have been born in an environment like the Yang family, and my mother might not have
I will die of depression at a young age, and I will not be bullied by my stepmother and stepsister..."
Feng Moyan finished the soup and continued after hearing the words: "And if they didn't miss it, you are now the daughter of a top rich man, and you will have endless wealth and glory in your life, right?"
The woman's eyes widened, she reached out and pinched her again, "What's wrong with you today? Everything you say is sarcastic!"
"To be honest!" Feng Moyan hid with his arms curled up, and said sourly, "But in that case, we would never meet each other, and you wouldn't be able to give birth to a brother and sister who are loved by everyone - so
, there is a plan of its own, there is nothing to regret, different lives have different scenery, you will never know which road is the most comfortable and smooth."
"Yes, you are praising yourself in a roundabout way! You really think you are so perfect, as if I will suffer a big loss if I don't meet you!"
"Why, isn't your husband perfect enough?"
"Heh, have you forgotten all about the bastard things you did?"
"..." Well, Mr. Feng knew that he was in the wrong and kept silent.
After putting away the bowls and spoons, Yang Qianyu was going to send a video to Aunt Rong to chat with the children.
But Feng Moyan said: "Go back, it's not good to sleep here."
"But you just finished the operation. How can you do it alone at night?"
"Isn't there a nurse?"
"Can……"
The man insisted: "It's okay, you can go back and bring me breakfast tomorrow."
Yang Qianyu misses her children. School starts the day after tomorrow and she hasn't spent much time with them during this holiday.
"Then I'll go back and come here early tomorrow. If you need anything, just ask the doctors and nurses. Don't hold on."
"Know."
The two people's eyes met, and Yang Qianyu pursed her lips shyly and smiled. Before Mr. Feng could speak, she took the initiative to step forward, bent down and kissed him.
Mr. Feng enjoys these benefits very much.
When she raised her head to leave, he reluctantly left the pillow and chased her for a while before lying back down with a smile.
"Let's go!"
"Drive carefully and let me know when you get home."
After Yang Qianyu left, the smile and tenderness on Feng Moyan's face quickly disappeared.
I picked up the phone and saw a bunch of missed calls and WeChat messages.
He deliberately muted the sound before Yang Qianyu came back.
He checked WeChat first before calling Wang Cheng.
"How's the situation?"
Wang Chengdao: "The old man arrived in City S and has already communicated with the project executives there and is thinking of a solution. The police are also actively investigating and have recovered tens of millions of funds that have not yet left the country. However, due to procedural issues, currently
It cannot be transferred to the company’s account immediately.”
Tens of millions is a drop in the bucket for a project as big as this.
"Mr. Feng, my wife said she would find a way. I wonder if there is-"
"Don't talk to your wife about these things anymore. She sold everything she could sell a few days ago. How can she still raise money? You deal with it first, and I will find a way."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Moyan looked cold and rubbed the corners of his eyes tiredly.
In fact, he knew that there was a problem with the project in S City in the afternoon, but since Qian Qian didn't want him to know, he just pretended not to know, so as to save her from having to worry about it again.
He is a man, and it is he who should hold up the sky if it falls.
How could he let a woman keep fighting for him?
But he didn't know that as soon as Yang Qianyu left the hospital and got into the car, she called Wang Cheng immediately.
"Madam... everything over there is being handled. There is no problem. Don't worry." Wang Cheng thought of his boss's instructions and could only reply like this.
Yang Qianyu was surprised: "No problem? How did you solve the billion gap?"