Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Ah!Wang Cheng was quite frightened at the side - this woman is really bold!

Feng Moyan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, obviously he didn't expect this woman to dare to answer like this!

There were still a few hints of ambiguous smiles in the corner of his mouth, and a sly light appeared in the man's eyes, "If Feng Mou really has such a plan, would Ms. Ruan dare?"

What do you mean?

Yang Qianyu's heart skipped a beat, she stared at him, and her ridicule became stronger: "Mr. Feng, don't rely on how much money you have, just like an old peacock with its tail open, teasing everywhere! Be careful of being plucked! "

Pfft——Wang Cheng couldn't hold back his laughter.

However, when he noticed the boss's sharp and murderous eyes, he immediately stood up straight.

Feng Moyan withdrew his eyes warning his subordinates, and returned his eyes to the woman, smiling instead of anger: "I'm talking about professional issues, Miss Ruan became angry from embarrassment, what do you mean by attacking me personally?"

Yang Qianyu questioned, "Professional?"

"My fiancée wants to order a wedding suit. Ms. Ruan submitted the first draft three times, but she still can't satisfy her. If Ms. Ruan is single, then it will be understandable."

The implication is that a woman who is single and lacks love cannot design a romantic and beautiful wedding series.

Yang Qianyu is not stupid, how could he not understand the sarcasm in these words.

"Heh—who told you that those who plan weddings must bathe in love? Then those who make wreaths and shrouds have to die themselves?"

Wang Cheng's face stretched out in shock.

This, this is definitely not Madam...

Madam is gentle and dignified, she is not so rigid!

Sure enough, Feng Moyan's face also tensed up, his whole body was cold, and the temperature around him dropped several degrees.

The cheerful and melodious sound of the piano continued to surround my ears, miraculously calming down the tense atmosphere in the room.

Feng Moyan was relieved quickly, and his face softened again, "We've never met each other, why is Miss Ruan so hostile to me?"

Yang Qianyu was startled, and then realized that he was indeed a little more radical, but don't let him see the clues.

The man observed her expression, tentatively: "Could it be... We know each other? Have I offended you?"

"Sorry, I just don't like people asking about my private affairs." She immediately restrained herself and returned to normal.

Before the words fell, the sound of the piano around my ears suddenly stopped. .seven

Then, a pleasant little milk voice came: "Father, I want to drink water."

Her heart missed a beat, Yang Qianyu turned her eyes when she heard the sound, and saw a cute little figure rushing out from behind a door - her eyes couldn't move away immediately.

Seeing his daughter, Feng Moyan's handsome and cold face immediately overflowed with tenderness, he picked up the water glass and handed it to the little girl: "How are you doing, are you tired?"

Feng Yuxi gulped and drank the water, gasped and shook her head: "I'm not tired, the teacher said I play very well! Dad, did you hear that?"

"Well, Dad heard it, it's great!" The man pampered his daughter's little head.

Feng Yuxi put down the water glass, turned around and was about to jump on the sofa and sit down. When she turned around, her big eyes widened in surprise!

"Ma Ma!" As soon as her little butt touched the sofa, she jumped up again and ran towards Yang Qianyu.

Yang Qianyu's heart was suddenly excited and happy, nervous and frightened!

Feng Moyan did not stop him.

He had promised to bring his daughter out to look for "Ma Ma".

"Mama! Huh? Why is your hair white?" The little girl was familiar with herself, and rushed to Yang Qianyu and crawled into her arms. The chubby white hair of "Mama" asked curiously road.

"..." Yang Qianyu was at a loss.

The daughter she had been thinking about day and night, finally arrived in front of her eyes, sitting in her arms!

She had only seen this scene in dreams before, but now, it really happened before her eyes!

The little girl has two fishbone braids on her head, her little tail is curled up, and a small flower is tied at the end. She is so cute that it melts your heart.

Yang Qianyu stared obsessively, her heartbeat continued to accelerate, and all the cells in her body jumped excitedly.

"Baby, Auntie is not your mother." She responded softly, raised her hands involuntarily, and gently touched the little girl's soft face and round head.

"Auntie, this isn't white hair, it's just a shape. Does it look good?"

"It looks good! If it is longer, it will look like Princess Elsa."

"Do you like Princess Elsa?"

"Uh-huh!"

Yang Qianyu blurted out, "Then Auntie will dress up as Princess Elsa next time?"

"Is it possible?" Feng Yuxi was overwhelmed with surprise. When her eyes were wide open, they were like a cat's eyes, shining brightly, and she turned around and shouted, "Dad, Mama said she can be Princess Elsa!"

Feng Moyan raised his voice, "She's not Mama."

"Then let her be my mommy!"

Feng Yuxi blurted out Tong Yan's words, which stunned the two parties.

Looking at each other, Yang Qianyu obviously didn't dare to look directly at them, while Feng Moyan remained motionless, and he didn't seem to reject this "ridiculous" proposal.

"Father..." Seeing that the adults were indifferent, the little girl jumped off Yang Qianyu again, returned to her father's arms and began to act like a baby, "I like this Mama so much! Let her be my Mama! Okay... "

Feng Moyan always had a handsome smile on his face, letting his daughter act coquettishly.

Suddenly, the door of the room was knocked, everyone looked, and saw that it was Yang Caiyue who opened the door and entered!

"Mo Yan..." came the soft, tiresome voice, the woman smiled earnestly, and approached the man, "I accompanied my friend to watch the piano, and the manager said that you were in class with Xixi, what a coincidence!"

In fact, she bought the maid at home, and when she learned that Feng Moyan was going to meet the designer at the piano store in the afternoon, she specially brought her friend over to watch the piano.

Feng Yuxi looked back, ignored it, turned around and hugged the man's neck and continued to act like a spoiled child: "Father, okay, I want that aunt to be my mom! You promise, promise!"

Yang Caiyue was confused, "Xixi, what are you talking about? What the hell..."

Before she could finish her question, she glanced at the woman sitting on the sofa on the other side, and the rest of the words stopped abruptly, her pupils slowly enlarged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her body staggered back.

Looking at her reaction, Yang Qianyu couldn't help sneering in her heart.

As the saying goes, if you don't do bad things on weekdays, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night.

Yang Caiyue's reaction, can it be understood that she has done too many bad things, and she is sorry for herself?So scared to death at this time?

"Yang...Yang Qianyu——" Yang Caiyue's face was pale, and she murmured hesitantly, her eyes fell and then raised, "You, you are not dead..."

Yang Qianyu really wanted to stand up and say: Yes!I let you down!

Unfortunately not.

She sat gracefully, nodded and smiled at Yang Caiyue who looked dull: "Hi, I'm Ruan Qing, you must be Mr. Feng's fiancee."

"Ruan...Ruan Qing——" Yang Caiyue gradually came back to her senses, her gaze became calmer, she stared at Yang Qianyu and took a closer look, and then she relaxed, "It's not her, like...like, but prettier than her There are more, and the temperament is different..."