Early in the morning, Yang Qianyu got up and was busy "serving" the three little ones.
Winter vacation is over and school is finally starting.
The three brothers and sisters went to school together and took care of each other. Even the delicate Xixi didn't lose her temper. She put on a beaming Chinese-style red dress and couldn't wait to attend the kindergarten's opening ceremony.
Yang Qianyu sent them to the kindergarten, took a few photos with the children, watched them go in, raised her wrist to check the time, and quickly got in the car and rushed to the prison.
On the way, I received a call from Feng Moyan.
Seeing that he was willing to take the initiative to call, she must have lost her anger. She snorted in her heart, answered the call, and responded calmly: "Hello."
Feng Moyan was also awkward, so his tone was as calm as hers: "Are they starting school today?"
"yes."
"Already sent?"
"yes."
Hearing her tone, the man's tone finally changed, with a hint of reproach: "Why didn't you call me before going to school? I can't send them off to school in person. I should at least give them a few words of encouragement and talk."
The woman chuckled and said, "Shouldn't you be proactive about this kind of thing as a father? Do you want us to beat you first?"
"..." This statement was well founded, and Mr. Feng was speechless.
"What, you have nothing to say?"
"..." Feng Moyan was silent for a moment, did not answer the question, and asked instead, "When will you come over? I'm hungry..."
In fact, the nurse asked him early in the morning if he wanted to buy him breakfast.
He said no on purpose and went hungry on purpose.
Otherwise, how can we find a way out for ourselves?
When Yang Qianyu heard him confidently ask for breakfast, her smile became more obvious, and she deliberately asked in a sinister manner: "I said yesterday that I would give you breakfast this morning? Why didn't I remember?"
Feng Moyan was surprised: "If you don't give it to me, what will I eat?"
"Isn't there a cafeteria in the hospital? Isn't there a breakfast shop outside? You can't move your legs, but it's not like you can't speak." Things that can be solved by just making a phone call are what she should do as a matter of course.
Ha! Men have this habit!
Hearing what she said, Feng Moyan was a little surprised and dissatisfied: "Then you won't come over today? The children have gone to school, why are you going?"
"What do you care about me? As an adult, don't I have my own freedom and space?"
Yang Qianyu criticized him again, leaving him speechless.
Both sides were silent, but neither side said they wanted to hang up the phone, they just listened to each other's breathing quietly.
Yang Qianyu was actually not angry anymore. She just felt that she had been too proactive and caring these days, and she really praised this person a little too high.
Perhaps some women enjoy the feeling of being controlled by men and feel that men paying attention to their every move is a sign of love and care.
But she, Yang Qianyu, is not.
Even if she loves again, she still hopes to have her own space.
She can take the initiative to mention it and chat with him, but she doesn't have to report everything to him in detail every day.
Therefore, even if she was no longer angry, she did not completely obey Feng Mo's words.
If he doesn't realize this now, and doesn't let him rein in his desire for control and possessiveness, it will only get worse in the future, until she is bound tighter and tighter, unable to breathe.
The two sides were silent for long enough, and Yang Qianyu's tone became a little softer, calling him: "Feng Moyan, are you still there?"
"Well..." The other person reluctantly agreed and complained, "You always call me by my first name now."
"What should it be called?"
"What was your name when you were a kid?"
"When I was a kid, you still want me to call you Brother Amo in public? If you weren't stupid, others would be sick."
"Then you shouldn't use your first name."
Yang Qianyu shook her head helplessly while driving, with a faint and pleasant smile on her lips, "Then remove the surname and call her Mo Yan?"
"So-so."
Yang Qianyu suddenly remembered something and said, "Actually, I think there is a title that suits you very well."
"What's the name?"
"Feng three years old."
"..."
"Really, Mr. Gong said that sometimes your words and deeds are no more than three years old, not even one day longer."
"Are you trying to make me angry?" Mr. Feng was obviously dissatisfied with this nickname.
"How dare I! Your face always looks down. Your nose is not a nose, and your eyes are not eyes. I have to look at your face every time I say anything, and I don't even dare to breathe in front of you."
"Ha! I saw you getting very happy when you were plucking the tiger's hair. When did you look at my face?"
"Hey, you still know that you are a tiger."
"..." Feng Moyan accidentally got himself involved. Feng Moyan felt depressed and changed the subject again, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. What are you busy with? If you still go to find someone to raise money, no need.
As for what you said yesterday, I thought about it later. If Wan Zhuo is willing to invest, once the news of the cooperation between the two comes out, it will definitely be beneficial to Feng Yun, and it is likely to cause the stock price to rise sharply."
Yang Qianyu was a little surprised, "So, you agree?"
"You've been groveling for me, and I still don't appreciate it, so you're just a white-eyed wolf? You did all this for me, and I'm angry at you, so I can't hurt your heart."
Listening to these words, Yang Qianyu's proud smile became more and more obvious.
Yes, the situation was much better than she imagined.
At least, you can know how to reflect on yourself, analyze calmly, and be willing to put aside your dignity and pride and think from someone else's perspective.
This is how you look like a real man, able to bend and stretch!
Hearing her laughter, Feng Moyan said a little aggrievedly: "I've already listened to you, can you calm down?"
"I'm not angry anymore!"
"Then you let me fend for myself."
"I'm really busy today. My dad is sick in prison. It's cancer. Yang Zijun came to me yesterday and said he applied for medical parole. I have to go there." Since he was willing to bow his head, Yang Qianyu was also willing to take a step back, so she took the initiative to follow him.
He mentioned what he was busy with.
"What?" Feng Moyan was shocked, "Yang Guohua has cancer?"
"Well, rectal cancer is said to be cured if it is detected early. If you actively cooperate with the treatment, it is very likely to be cured."
"What else do you care about this kind of father who is worse than a beast?"
"I don't want to take care of it, but Yang Zijun has begged me, what can I do? He is also pitiful, his parents are in prison, and his father has cancer. He has changed from a young master from a wealthy family to a wage earner with no fixed address.
, my only wish now is to save my biological father, it would be too inhumane for me to refuse."
"Besides, he did the most credit for getting back the property rights of the courtyard, so I just treat him as a favor."
"Yeah." Feng Moyan listened to her quietly, responded, and said guiltily, "It's a pity that I'm lying in bed now and can't accompany you. How much does his treatment cost? Tell me, it's not much.
, I can still scrape together one or two hundred thousand."
All the cars in his name that could be sold were sold.
But there are still a lot of famous watches. If that doesn't work, I can only ask Gong Beize to go home and pick out a few watches to exchange for money.
Thinking of this makes me laughable.
His Feng Moyan's life has been legendary for so many years. When did he think that this day would come to him?
He actually had to make a living by selling off his collection.
Yang Qianyu was not polite to him. As soon as she heard that he could raise one to two hundred thousand, she immediately said: "I am short of money! Then you can quickly help me raise some money in the past two days, maybe around one hundred thousand."