"Mom, those people have no brains and bite everywhere like mad dogs, just for fear that the world will not be in chaos. Are you and dad the same?" Feng Moyan was already in a bad mood, and he immediately shouted back after hearing this.
Xu Hong was also dissatisfied, "Why are you talking! Didn't I ask you this? There is no smoke without fire. These words are not groundless after all."
Feng Moyan said firmly and forcefully: "Since you are asking me, then I will tell you clearly that she has no improper relationship with that man."
"Then how did she know that kind of person? And he was willing to help her?"
Since Zhuo Yueluan and Qianqian's mother met and fell in love before marriage, then mother and Qianqian's mother were also close friends - why didn't mother know these things? Didn't she know Zhuo Yueluan?
Thinking of this, Feng Moyan did not answer his mother's question, but asked back: "Don't you know Mr. Zhuo from Wanzhuo Group?"
"Me?" Xu Hong was stunned, "How do I know him?"
"Didn't you and Qianqian's mother know each other before you left the cabinet?"
"Why does this involve Ruan Mingzhu again?" Xu Hong was even more confused.
Seeing that his mother was completely unaware, Feng Moyan's hopes that had just risen in his heart dropped again.
It seems that the relationship between Qianqian's mother and Zhuo Yueluan was probably only known to some members of the two families, but no one else knew about it.
After all, Zhuo Yueluan has a special status and a rigorous work style in the army. It is probably due to this consideration that the relationship has not been made public.
Or maybe Zhuo Yueluan didn't think about the future at first, maybe it was just for fun, maybe it was because his family objected - so he hid this relationship from the outside world.
"Mo Yan, what are you talking about? Is that man related to Ruan Mingzhu?" Xu Hong is not stupid either. She figured it out after thinking about it.
But Feng Moyan didn't want to talk more.
It was about Qian Qian's life experience, or the bloody and unbearable truth after it was revealed. He didn't want to mention it to anyone, including his own family.
"It's nothing. Anyway, I believe her and she is innocent. If you think about her contribution to helping her twice, don't believe the nonsense on the Internet and say anything to slander her."
Xu Hong said innocently: "Your father and I can be trusted, but others don't think so. In the past few days... how many calls have been made to find out the truth. They don't dare to ask you. They come to ask us, you and Yang Qianyu.
Are they separated? Asking who has the custody of the children, I——"
"We have not separated, nor will we separate, and the children will not belong to either side." Feng Moyan ran out of patience, thinking that his mother was still ill, and did not want to lose his temper with her, so he had to say, "We will not be separated for the time being.
Let’s go back to eat and talk about it later when we have a chance.”
Xu Hong was unhappy when she heard this, "Why don't you come back? We all took the initiative to invite you. Isn't this sincerity enough? Is it because she doesn't agree? You have to invite me in person and apologize and admit your mistake in person, right?"
"Mom, there are so many things going on right now, how can I have the energy to think about them? I don't have time, it's none of her business." After saying this, he was afraid that he would lose his temper if we continued talking, so he simply expressed concern and attention.
Body, etc., hang up.
Xu Hong was over there, listening to the beeping in her ears, and was very angry.
"Look! This woman is not a cheap person! We have finally changed our minds about her and are willing to accept her. But if we give her a chance, they still don't appreciate it!"
Feng Zhenting could understand a little better and said comfortingly: "With the chaos these days, they must be upset. If they wait a little longer, they are not in a hurry at this moment."
"Hey!" Xu Hong sighed heavily, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup that woman poured into him!"
Feng Moyan hung up the phone, and behind the wheelchair, the children ran over.
"Dad, when will mom get up? We want to play with her." Xixi ran over, hugged her dad and acted like a baby, "You haven't played games with us for a long time."
Feng Moyan forced a smile and scratched his daughter's nose with his fingers, "Dad even played the balloon game with you in the hospital. Why didn't he accompany you?"
"Oh, that doesn't count. I haven't had enough fun yet."
Looking at his daughter's innocent look, Feng Moyan thought of the scene when Qian Qian was a child, dependent on others and helpless.
"Baby, from now on... you have to be more obedient, care more about your mother, and make her happy, do you understand?"
"Well, I am the pistachio in the family! Mom is happy when she sees me."
The little girl didn't understand the meaning of the adults' words. Feng Moyan smiled, turned around in the wheelchair, "Let's go, daddy will play with you."
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When people are extremely depressed, crying is also a way to vent.
Yang Qianyu had not cried like this in many years. Even if she was divorced, even if her life was hanging by a thread during childbirth, even if she collapsed from having to hold on to her career and child, she would not dare to cry loudly.
Only now, with support and support behind her, did she dare to relax. Taking advantage of her mother's tragic experience during her lifetime, she vented the bitterness, hardship, hardship, grievances, and even pain she had suppressed over the years through tears.
come out.
She cried until she collapsed and fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the dream, she returned to her mother.
At that time, my mother was not sick yet.
My mother is gentle and generous, with a sweet heart. She will sew a beautiful schoolbag for her, knit a unique sweater, and tie her into a beautiful braid.
They ran in the sunshine for a long time, which seemed to last forever.
"Baby, you are mom's only baby, don't cry... you must be happy. Mom will become a little star in the sky and stay with you every night. Mom wants to see you happy and happy.
Grow up happily... Baby, mommy doesn't want to let you go..."
Mom doesn’t want to let you go——
This sentence kept swirling and echoing in Yang Qianyu's mind. Every sound evoked the pain deep in her heart and awakened the tears that had dried up.
Feng Moyan wanted to come in and ask her to eat, but it was obvious that she was stuck in a nightmare and couldn't wake up no matter how much she shouted. In desperation, he leaned over and kissed her hard.
Yang Qianyu only felt that her breathing was blocked, and the oxygen in her chest was getting less and less. Her survival instinct forced her to separate from the scenes in her dream and search for the real world.
Finally, her whole body shook violently, and her eyes suddenly opened.
Feng Moyan still kissed her until he was sure that her eyes were clear and she was fully awake, then her handsome face moved away a little.
"I'm awake now..." He murmured softly, raising a hand to gently wipe the sweat from her forehead.
Yang Qianyu frowned, swallowed, then turned her eyes to him and said in a low voice: "I dreamed about my mother, dreaming about her playing with me, and the scene when she died..."
In fact, when my mother passed away, I didn't tell her anything at all. I just held her hand tightly and kept holding her until she breathed her last breath.
At that time, she was speechless, but those reluctant eyes and clenched hands probably meant what she had just said in her dream.