In the past few months, Feng Moyan has had a lot of love words at his fingertips, including affectionate ones, sweet ones, heartfelt ones, rogue ones, and all kinds of things.

But never before did his words reach her heart like these words today.

Only when he discovered this did he find the real problem between them.

——Not enough understanding.

Because we don’t understand enough, we don’t trust, which leads to misunderstandings and harm.

There was a sudden silence between the two of them, but the atmosphere quietly heated up a few degrees.

Fisher, a melon-eater, looked left and right, and suddenly realized that the wattage of the light bulb was getting bigger and bigger, so he stood up suddenly: "Ah! I'm so full. I'm sleepy. I'll go home to catch up on my sleep, so I won't disturb you.

It’s a world of two!”

She suddenly stood up and her voice was high, which made Yang Qianyu startled and looked at her subconsciously.

"Then...I'll send you out—"

She stood up as she spoke, but before she could finish her words, she was only halfway up when her wrist was grabbed.

Two more voices came at the same time——

Fisher: "No need! I'm not an outsider!"

Feng Moyan: "It's not like she doesn't have legs!"

Yang Qianyu was stunned and smiled awkwardly, knowing that someone was dissatisfied with her best friend.

Fisher glanced at the two of them and smiled: "Let's go, bye~"

Miss Fei waved her hand, so coolly that she didn't take away a single cloud.

Yang Qianyu withdrew her gaze and looked at the man in front of her who was still staring at her intently. She felt inexplicably embarrassed and asked, "Why...why do you keep staring at me?"

Mr. Feng blinked his eyes and sighed, "Qianqian..."

"Huh?" she responded.

I don't know why, but I feel like this person's mood is a little off today.

It seemed like I had been greatly wronged.

She suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice: "Did you... quarrel with your parents again? Did they scold you?"

"No..." Feng Moyan shook his head and wanted to put her in his arms and hold her quietly for a while.

But because he is sitting in a wheelchair and his body posture is fixed, this idea is difficult to realize.

He frowned, hating how he looked now.

"Feng Moyan, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to say, just say it. No matter good or bad, I can bear it." She thought this man had something to hide.

"Speak directly if you have something to say?" Feng Moyan seemed to have finally grasped the starting point, looked at her and asked, "What about you? When can you tell me what you have to say directly? You were bullied in the past and kept it from me, but now you are facing

If you get into trouble, you still hide it from me - I want to know about you, and I have to act like an eavesdropper, hiding outside my house and listening to you talk to others."

oh--

Yang Qianyu finally understood why he was so awkward.

It's my fault that she didn't tell Fei Fei honestly and refused to tell him what was on her mind.

But how should I talk to him about these things?

What's more, they have been separated for so many years and have just reconciled. They haven't reached the point where we can talk about everything, right?

After thinking about it, she had to find an excuse: "Actually... I didn't intend to hide it from you, but I was too busy yesterday and didn't go to the hospital, so I couldn't make it clear in a few words on the phone. I originally thought that you would come back from the hospital today, and we would have plenty of time to take it easy.

Let’s talk, who would have thought that these things would happen again before we even entered the house.”

Feng Moyan listened to her patient explanation and was doubtful, "Is this really your plan?"

"Of course!"

His complexion improved significantly.

"It's you." Yang Qianyu has learned a lot now. In the relationship between the sexes, she will no longer be the passive and disadvantaged party. She will always suppress the opponent's momentum even if she is in the wrong. Luck

If it's good, it can turn things around.

For example, now, she suddenly threw out these three words, which made Feng Moyan look startled.

--What's up with him?

"How did you promise me before? Give me freedom and space, but you let Fisher come to inquire about information. What's going on?"

"I...I was worried about you."

"Do you need it? I'm not a three-year-old child."

"..." Feng Moyan was speechless by her retort, and opened his thin lips. He was stunned for two seconds and suddenly realized, "Don't change the focus. It's obviously me who is asking you."

"Then you were wrong first."

Feng Moyan stared at her majestic appearance, and suddenly the incident in his old house at noon when she pretended to be insane to scare Yang Guohua in a serious manner came to his mind - and he laughed inexplicably.

"Why are you laughing?" The woman was puzzled.

This man is really sick. Sometimes he is worried, sometimes he calls out the blame, and sometimes he laughs inexplicably.

Feng Moyan didn't answer, but just asked: "Why did you think of using a lunatic to kill someone without breaking the law to scare Yang Guohua?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and laughed at this?

She asked calmly: "Do you think I just made nonsense to scare him?"

"Is not it?"

She said nothing, her eyes were quite meaningful.

Feng Moyan looked at her, the relaxation and joy on his face gradually solidified, and his eyes were obviously frightened.

"Qianqian, you can't really..."

He didn't dare to ask, and his heart instantly became nervous.

"Feng Moyan, if I am really a psychopath and the kind that cannot be cured, will you still stay with me?"

After the words were settled, the restaurant became quiet.

Feng Moyan stared at her closely, flustered for a moment, but soon stabilized, and then said without hesitation: "Yes! No matter what messy disease you have, I want it!"

And it would be better if she got sick, because then no one would dare to have her, and no one would snatch her from her.

Yang Qianyu originally wanted to scare him, but when he said such a sentence, she found it boring.

So he stood up and said lightly: "You should go upstairs and rest quickly. I have something else to do and I have to go back to the company."

Still want to go?

Feng Moyan was dissatisfied again, "Are you so busy at work?"

"You are the boss yourself. Don't you know how many things go into managing a company?"

"..." Seeing that she was really about to leave, but he didn't want to leave, he quickly stopped her, "You're not in a hurry right now, are you?"

"What are you going to do?" The woman turned around.

Like a child having a tantrum, he said with a stern face: "Send me upstairs."

Yang Qianyu looked to the other side of the living room, "There is an indoor elevator, and the wheelchair is also smart."

"I want you to push."

She curled her lips and wanted to say something, but she paused as she spoke. She turned around and walked behind his wheelchair: "Feng Moyan, you are really a three-year-old child."

"Then it's going to be hard on you, it's like raising four children."

"..." The woman rolled her eyes behind him, speechless!

Back in the bedroom, Feng Moyan started a new round of cheating.

"Today is the weekend. Even if you can go back and work overtime, employees still need to rest."

"..."

"It's better to rest at home for half a day and go back tomorrow."

"..."

"It's noon, aren't you sleepy? It's so cold outside, but how warm is it under the quilt?"

She crossed her arms and said condescendingly, "Have you said enough?"

"No... you're here now, sleep with me for a while, eh?"

"Is this your purpose?"

"Well, I miss you. I didn't even get a chance to kiss and hug you after we were together. It's inhumane."

When Yang Qianyu heard his verbosity and shamelessness, she wanted to ball up the quilt and stuff it into his mouth.

This guy now has an unstable temperament, is moody, and is simply a psychopath himself.
To be continued...