Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Yang Caiyue was taken aback, froze for a moment, and immediately smiled again, "Of course I know... I just said, design jewelry first, and... I'm not in a hurry to ask you to marry me..."

Feng Moyan said nothing.

Yang Caiyue carefully looked at his face, not daring to talk anymore.

After a moment of silence, the man spoke again, but changed the subject: "Did you visit Shiwen yesterday?"

"Yeah!" Seeing that he was willing to talk, Yang Caiyue became happy again, and said softly, "Shiwen said she was bored, so she asked me to accompany her, and then asked me to be her model on a whim, sitting for several hours, but I'm tired !"

"Thank you."

"Oh, no hard work, no hard work, it's my sister-in-law's responsibility and obligation to do something for my sister-in-law."

"Thank you." Although it was a word of thanks, the man didn't care too much when he said it.

Yang Caiyue smiled softly and looked very kind, "The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I saved Shiwen. Although I sacrificed a lot, she survived and it was worth it."

"Yeah." The man replied, but didn't continue.

The air fell into an awkward silence again.

Then, there was a sudden "boom" upstairs, followed by crying.

"Oh my little ancestor! What are you doing climbing so high!"

The housekeeper's voice was full of panic, and Feng Moyan's face downstairs changed suddenly, and he had already rushed upstairs.

"What's going on?" Pushing the door open, he saw the housekeeper holding his daughter, some objects scattered on the ground, and a chair fell on the ground.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." the child was crying terribly, with blood stains on his forehead.

Feng Moyan stepped forward to snatch the child, feeling so distressed: "What do you think of her?"

The housekeeper and the servant were so frightened that they could not wait to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Sir, I just walked away, thinking about getting a coat for the eldest lady... I never thought that the eldest lady would climb onto the chair, damn it... I didn't take care of it." Miss... please punish me sir!"

The bodyguard Quan hurriedly fetched the medicine box, and persuaded: "Mr. Feng, first treat the young lady's wound, and see if you want to go to the hospital."

Feng Moyan suppressed his anger, and looked at the crying daughter in his arms, his eyes were flushed, tears were about to fall.

Fortunately, after some inspection, the little girl only had a little skin on her forehead, and she was fine after sticking it with an ok bandage.

Yang Caiyue saw that Feng Moyan was still sullen, and all the servants didn't dare to breathe. She stepped forward and greeted her like a hostess: "Okay, you all go down, and be more careful in the future! Missy is too busy." Don't you understand Jiaogui? If you break it, you can't afford it even if you die!"

But all the servants bowed their heads and stood motionless, none of them dared to walk away.

Yang Caiyue was a little embarrassed, so she had to look at the man holding the child on the sofa again.

"Mo Yan, it's normal for children to be restless, and you shouldn't be too... about that. Sometimes, it may not be a good thing to pay too much attention and spoil it. If she falls once, she will have a long memory, so she won't do it next time. Dare to..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Moyan raised his eyes and interrupted, "Are you teaching me how to raise a daughter?"

"I..." She was speechless and confused for a moment, "That's not what I mean, I just think...you really protect her a little too much——"

"My daughter, I do!"

"..."

Feng Yuxi stopped crying, she was not interested in the swords and arrows in the adults' world, but moved in her father's arms, and wanted to jump down again.

Feng Moyan hurriedly stopped him: "The scar is healed and you forget the pain? What are you going to do?"

The little girl's eyes were red, the tip of her nose was red, and the spot on her forehead where she fell was also blood red. She looked cute and pitiful, making her heart soft to the extreme.

"I want to take a photo... Mama's photo..." Seeing that his father was angry, Feng Yuxi didn't dare to do it again, and pointed to the drawer in the chest of drawers.

Only then did everyone understand!

It turned out that the little girl climbed so high to reach the picture of her mother in the drawer.

"What do you want a photo for?" Feng Moyan was puzzled.

"I want to show my little brother, I have numbness, and my numbness is very beautiful!" Feng Yuxi sobbed while explaining, her eyes were serious and persistent.

Feng Moyan was always powerless to refuse his daughter, so he could only carry her to the drawer to get the photos.

Looking at the photo in the hands of the father and daughter, Yang Caiyue couldn't help but quietly clenched her hands, and secretly closed her teeth.

It has been four years since Yang Qianyu died, and there are still many of her belongings in this villa, from photos to clothes, from bedding to daily necessities.

When she gets married in the future, she will become the hostess here—how can she be embarrassed if these old things are not thrown away?

Thinking of this, Yang Caiyue felt aggrieved again.

"Mo Yan, Xixi is getting older, shouldn't I tell her some facts? You will only let her live in fantasy if you hide it like this. How can she accept me in the future?" Even though she knew that men would be angry if she said this, she Still can't help it.

Sure enough, Feng Moyan looked at her, and said bluntly: "The Feng family owes you, I am not enough? You still want my daughter to accept you?"

The implication is that at most I will marry you, it has nothing to do with my daughter, don't let my daughter recognize you as a mother!

"I—" Yang Caiyue was stunned, she stared at the man, choked and speechless.

It turned out that he thought so!

Feng Moyan picked up his daughter and went straight out.

Yang Caiyue turned around, hesitated to speak, stared at their backs with burning eyes, her mind was buzzing with anger!

The father and daughter went down the stairs, and the little girl said softly, "Dad..."

"Ok?"

"I don't like Aunt Caiyue being my mother."

"Well, then don't let her be a mother."

"Father, I don't want you to marry Aunt Caiyue either."

"why?"

"just do not like it."

"Aunt Ke Caiyue saved my aunt's life, and she is kind to our whole family. She has a health problem and needs someone to take care of her in the future. It is my father's responsibility to marry her." The man explained patiently.

The little girl pouted and muttered softly: "Can I give you money... Anyway, Dad is the richest..."

When Feng Moyan heard this, his gentle and deep eyes were slightly silent, and then changed the topic: "Does your forehead still hurt?"

"It won't hurt if Dad kisses once."

The man smiled, held the back of the daughter's head with his big palm, pressed it closer, and kissed her forehead several times.

"Dad, take me out to play, I want to find those two little brothers and show them pictures of Mama!"

"it is good."

Downstairs, Wang Cheng came to pick up the boss to go to work. Hearing this, he couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Feng, there is an important meeting in the morning."

"Let Gong Beize go."

Wang Cheng was in a dilemma: "Mr. Feng, Young Master Gong is also very busy today..."

"Then let him be more busy. Anyway, there are no women or children, so what do you do if you don't work hard?"

"..."

Seeing that the boss had made up his mind, Wang Cheng had no choice but to call the company's executive vice president, the third young master of the Gong family - Gong Beize.

A moment later, Wang Cheng brought the phone, and said with a look of lovelessness: "Mr. Feng, Young Master Gong asked you to listen to the phone."