Zhuo Yueluan was originally on a business trip. After receiving a call from his son, he rushed from the business place to Jiangcheng that day.
Then, he personally called Feng Moyan.
Unfortunately, Feng Moyan was washing up in the bathroom at that time, and Yang Qianyu came out to get him some clothes. When he heard the phone ringing, he picked it up.
It's her fault that she has a very good memory.
Although there was only one number displayed on the screen, the name "Imperial Capital" was clearly written on it. When she took a closer look at the number, it looked very familiar.
You will know who is calling.
She carried her clothes and cell phone into the bathroom together.
Mr. Feng, who was sitting on a low stool washing his hair, heard his cell phone ringing. Without opening his eyes, he just asked: "Who called, why didn't you answer the call?"
Yang Qianyu turned off the water for him and threw a bath towel over his head.
The man wiped the water from his face. When he opened his eyes, the phone had been handed to him, "You pick it up."
As soon as he saw the address, he knew who was calling, so he had no choice but to answer the call.
Due to his limited mobility, he could not get up and walk away. Yang Qianyu stood beside the glass room with no intention of leaving, obviously wanting to know what Zhuo Yueluan wanted to do with him again.
"Hey, Mr. Zhuo..."
Over there, Zhuo Yueluan, who had just gotten off the plane and was still on the way to the hotel, looked at the bright street scene outside the car window and asked gently: "Yilin said, are you looking for me?"
"Well, I have something to ask you clearly."
Zhuo Yueluan simply said, "Then do you think it will be tonight or tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, I will send you the time and address later."
Yang Qianyu stood aside and listened openly.
Seeing that he kept saying "you" and his attitude and words were much more respectful than before, the woman felt a little bitter.
It seems that this guy is very aware of current affairs. He probably predicted that she would recognize her relatives sooner or later, so he changed his arrogant attitude and gained favor in front of his father-in-law in advance.
When he closed the line, Yang Qianyu still held the clothes in her hands, looked down at him, and said straight to the point: "You are going to meet tomorrow? What are you talking about? Did you take the initiative to make the appointment?"
Feng Moyan originally wanted to hide it from her, but first went to find out the information before making plans, but unexpectedly Qian Qian discovered it.
Since he couldn't hide it, he had to tell the truth: "I took the initiative to ask him out. That day, I read my aunt's diary, and I was still a little confused. I wanted to ask him to ask him in person. If he could justify himself and it was really excusable
,I think...you and him——"
Yang Qianyu understood what he meant and nodded, "Then I'll go with you tomorrow."
The man raised his eyes in surprise, "Together? But what if the truth is that he is in love with someone else..."
"Even if this is the truth, how long can I escape?"
Yang Qianyu is considerate, and it has been a while since these things happened. She has completely adapted to them. No matter whether they are good or bad, she feels that she can bear them.
"Let's go together, I'm not as fragile as you think, not to mention you are here?"
With him by her side, no matter how much wind and rain falls on her head or how much hurt she suffers in her heart, he will protect her, stay with her, and heal her.
This last sentence touched Feng Moyan, and his tense and serious face immediately revealed a smile, "Okay, then let's go together. No matter what the final result is, you don't have to force yourself."
"I know."
The next day, the two of them sent the three little ones to kindergarten together in the morning.
This made the children extremely happy. They chatted non-stop along the way. Xixi was even more sweet-talking. She would kiss her mother and hug her father, saying that she was the happiest baby in the world.
Yang Qianyu was still a little uneasy in her heart, but seeing the innocent and pure smiles of the children, all those uneasiness disappeared immediately.
When you have family and love, you have nothing to fear.
When they arrived at the kindergarten, Yang Qianyu got off the car and sent the children in, while Feng Moyan sat in the car and waited.
By the way, I contacted Zhuo Yueluan and told me that Qian Qian would be there together.
Just as I put down my phone, I turned around and saw the woman had come back.
The morning light was dim and spring was in full swing. Yang Qianyu, who was wearing a light green dress, almost blended into the bright spring weather around her, causing passers-by to take a few more glances, their eyes overflowing with amazement.
During these days when Yang Qianyu was at home, she rested well and had enough time to exercise. Her figure became more and more symmetrical, her complexion was fair and rosy, and she looked younger and younger.
Feng Moyan sat in the car, staring at the woman's increasingly charming and graceful figure with fascination. He felt happy and a little bit disgusted at the same time.
It is said that men are better at aging than women, but why does he feel that this does not apply to them?
A few days ago, Xixi said that he had gray hair on his head, but looking at the graceful woman walking outside the car, she seemed to be the same as she was when she was eighteen, and even more beautiful than then.
Yang Qianyu opened the car door and sat in. Seeing him staring blankly at her, she asked curiously: "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
He blinked and came back to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed, and his eyes passed across her chest: "Is your skirt too slim?"
"Is there any?" She looked down at herself, puzzled, "It's okay, it's a pretty normal style."
Because the weather hasn't gotten hot yet, this dress is a spring style, with long sleeves, a collar, and a tight fit. As for slimming, it doesn't deliberately tighten the waist, it's just the curvature brought out by her body curves.
After hearing what she said, Feng Moyan murmured again: "Then you took some elixir of youth and became young again."
Yang Qianyu couldn't laugh or cry, and finally understood what he meant.
"Am I rejuvenated? Think about the years when I was raising my two brothers alone, my sleep was patched together in every possible way. In just a few years, I developed wrinkles under my eyes, and I am still a child!"
"Is there any?"
"If you don't believe me, take a look."
She came closer and pointed out the lines under her eyes to someone.
Feng Moyan took a closer look and found that indeed, there were not very obvious fine lines, but her facial features were beautiful enough, and this small flaw did not affect her overall appearance at all.
"It's still beautiful." After he said this, he kissed the end of her eyes with his thin lips, and comforted her, "Now that you have money and time, you can make an appointment for a cosmetic surgery."
Yang Qianyu was quite surprised and turned to look at him, "You were worried just now that I was too beautiful and insecure, and now you want me to go for cosmetic surgery. Why, you started to dislike me when you saw the wrinkles on my face?"
"Am I that kind of person? I just think that there is no woman who doesn't like to be beautiful. Besides, you worked too hard in the past. Now that the hard work is over, you should enjoy yourself and dress yourself up. As long as you are happy, you can do anything."
These words entered Yang Qianyu's heart.
She smiled slightly and deliberately teased: "Then when I become beautiful, don't be so weird again."
"The most I can do is watch you more closely."
"Okay, let's talk about this day and night." Qianyu scolded him coquettishly, then turned serious, "Have you made an appointment with anyone? When will you be there?"