Feng Moyan stepped forward in his wheelchair, frowned, and asked curiously: "What did you do to make you so scared?"
Thinking about what her best friend said, Yang Qianyu smiled slyly, "I won't tell you."
"Zhuo Yilin's phone number?" Otherwise, why didn't you tell him?
"No, I'm so busy that I never have time to contact me." Yang Qianyu returned to the computer and put down her phone. Seeing that he was approaching, she turned her notebook around so that the screen faced him.
"If nothing unexpected happens, I will take over this job. What do you think?"
There is an employment offer on the computer screen. The world-renowned luxury goods logo is printed on the top of the document. It is a palace that countless designers aspire to.
He glanced at it and frowned slightly, "Have you thought about going to work so soon?"
"Well, I've been resting for a while. Now your company's situation is stable and the children have started school. I'm bored at home."
Moreover, if people who are used to being busy suddenly become free, apart from feeling relaxed and comfortable in the first few days, they will soon feel empty and panicked.
You still have to have a career to feel at ease.
Feng Moyan knew her so well and sighed softly, "Even if you don't trust me to take care of you forever, don't you trust your biological father who is incredibly rich? And your brother Yi Lin, you can let me go."
In other words, it will be fine for ten lifetimes."
Yang Qianyu laughed, giggling, "Look at your sour tone!"
She also sighed, but it was just a sigh with a smile on her face, "I know that you are all worthy of my trust and dependence, but I am still so young, and it would be a waste of time to do nothing."
"Why don't you do anything? Being a mother of three children is already very hard. And I'm like this. I can't even think of sharing more."
Speaking of this, Feng Moyan unconsciously pressed his knees.
Thinking of what Zhuo Yueluan said that day, he could understand it very well.
If a man becomes disabled, he really does not want to implicate the woman he loves. Even if the other woman is willing and the two of them have a deep relationship, they will still often develop this kind of guilt and negative emotions in their relationship day after day.
What's more, Zhuo Yueluan's situation was worse than what he is now.
Yang Qianyu saw him clutching her leg with a solemn expression, and she quickly understood. She stepped forward and squatted in front of him, coaxing in a sweet tone: "What are you thinking about again? Didn't Dr. Zhuo say that? He will help you."
, let you get well soon."
Mr. Feng really didn't want to accept this favor, but the little awkwardness in his heart couldn't overcome his desire to stand up as soon as possible.
"Well...if he can really heal my leg, I guarantee that I will treat him respectfully when I see him in the future and never dare to be provocative in the slightest."
"Is this true?"
"Of course. Is your man that kind of narrow-minded villain?"
"Ha! Aren't you?" Qian Qian stood up from his wheelchair, shook her hair and folded her arms, saying slowly and calmly, "As soon as we met, you were sarcastic and sarcastic, and every word was hidden. I don't know if you thought you had any deep hatred."
Mr. Feng was wronged, "You saw me being sarcastic to him, but didn't you see that he was suppressing your man with every word? Isn't it just relying on his status as brother-in-law? What's the point?"
"Oh, you're here again! Didn't I analyze it with you that day? When your daughter falls in love in the future, your two sons will definitely be worse than Zhuo Yilin."
"..." Feng Moyan was dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything.
After all, those two boys are now sister-in-laws, and it’s really hard to say in the future.
Seeing that he was silent, Yang Qianyu turned back to the desk, cleared the table, and suddenly thought that tomorrow was Saturday, she looked at him and asked: "By the way, I made an appointment with my dad to take the children to play tomorrow, will you go?"
?”
Feng Moyan asked: "Did you tell them?"
"Not yet, I was thinking...to give them a surprise."
Mr. Feng wanted to go, but after thinking for a while, he changed his mind and said, "Forget it, I won't go. You and your daughter can get together and talk more freely, and I won't be a decoration."
Yang Qianyu had just finished clearing the desk. Hearing this, he moved his hands and looked at him with a bright and delicate face, frowning slightly, "What are you talking about...who thinks you are just a decoration?"
Feng Moyan smiled and said, "I am self-aware."
Seeing him belittling himself in this way, Yang Qianyu walked around the desk again and asked with a little caution: "What's wrong with you? Because my father said that he wants to keep me with him for some time. Are you unhappy?"
"How could it be? You are biological father and daughter. You only learned about each other's existence after more than 20 years of separation. You should have a good relationship with each other. I won't even have such a big heart."
She pursed her lips, not happy, "Then you still say such things."
"I don't mean anything else. It's true that you and your daughter are getting along. I'm an outsider anyway, so there's no need to follow you. You can go and have fun, and I'll be busy with the company as well."
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Yang Qianyu pursed his lips and sighed: "Okay..."
Originally, she wanted to ask her father what his opinion would be if he asked her to go to the imperial capital in the near future - but now it seemed that she didn't dare to ask, otherwise he would be even more unhappy.
Why……
Fisher was indeed right. She was too soft-hearted and kind-hearted. She was defeated by her son before she even thought about how to embarrass her ex-mother-in-law.
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The next day.
There is no school on Saturday, so the triplets still get up early.
During breakfast, Xixi was chattering, not wanting to eat this or that. Yang Qianyu finished her work and sat down. Seeing that her daughter was getting squeamish again, she deliberately threw a bait: "Didn't you say that my mother hasn't been with you for a long time?"
Are you ready? Today is Saturday, mommy decided to take you out to have some fun, well... the time is almost up, let’s see who finishes it first, mommy will give you a mysterious reward later.”
When Xixi heard this, she immediately raised her hand: "I am first, I am first! Mom, I am full!"
Yang Qianyu tapped her bowl with her chin, "You waste so much food, do you think your mother is blind?"
"Humph..." The little girl's face drooped and she was discouraged.
"Me! Me! Mom, I've finished eating!" Then, Xiao Zhou raised his hand and responded quickly with his mouth still full.
Yang Qianyu never worried about whether her youngest son would have enough to eat, but only worried about eating too much. Seeing this, she smiled with satisfaction and said, "Well, Xiao Zhou finished it first."
Xixi complained: "Mom, you're not fair! When it comes to eating, who can beat the second brother! He is a foodie!"
Before he finished speaking, the elder brother next to him raised his hand and said, "Mom, I'm full too."
Xixi turned around and saw that her eldest brother had finished the porridge in his bowl and the buns on his plate were gone. He suddenly cried "Wow" and said, "You all didn't wait for me... Wuwuwu, I'm the youngest, I
Of course I can’t compare to you...wuwuwu..."
Yang Qianyu suddenly felt dizzy.
This little girl is really spoiled by her two brothers, and now she loses her temper even before eating.
Before she could coax her, Feng Moyan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, came and picked up her daughter, "Don't worry, baby, don't cry. Your mother won't leave until you finish eating. Don't worry, eat slowly."