Yang Qianyu didn't go home until after seven o'clock in the evening.

When the children saw her coming back, they immediately gathered up, "Mom, have you found that Aunt Betty?"

"Hey..." She sighed softly and said softly, "Not yet, have you eaten?"

"After eating, my dad asked Aunt Rong to leave you a meal!"

"Mom, can't that aunt be found?"

"Mom doesn't know either, maybe... she's going home."

"Well, it would be great if I go home, otherwise I will be in trouble when I meet bad people."

Although the children are young, they know everything and are full of kindness to everyone.

"Well, then mom has a meal first, you guys can play for a while."

Aunt Rong brought the food up hot. As soon as she sat down, Feng Moyan came out in a wheelchair.

"Why are you getting out of bed again? The doctor said you need to rest for more time to recover quickly." While eating, she looked up and looked like an old couple as she spoke.

"The doctor also said that he should get up and move on appropriately." Feng Moyan replied, and stopped by the dining table, staring at her with a gentle look, "Eat slowly, and no one will snatch you."

While she was talking, she was drinking the soup, probably because she was too anxious. She choked on the soup and sprayed it out of her nose in a mess, making the table full of it.

Feng Moyan quickly pulled out a tissue and handed it to her: "I told you to slow down, why are you anxious?"

Yang Qianyu kept coughing because of choking, and his nose and trachea were extremely uncomfortable. He took a tissue and wiped his mouth, then wiped the table.

I wanted to speak, but the breath had not recovered yet, so I could only continue to cough.

Feng Moyan got closer, and gave her a sense of relief with both hands one after another, helping her to caress her chest in front and back.

That movement looked quite funny.

"How is it? Do you want to drink a sip of water slowly?" Seeing that her face turned red and her eyes were filled with tears in her cough, Mr. Feng asked with distress and amused.

Aunt Rong brought the water over, and she waved her hand to signal to put it down first.

The next second, he bluntly took down someone's big hand that helped her caress her chest.

Feng Moyan smiled, with a eccentric corner of his mouth, and asked deliberately: "What's wrong? Is there any mistake in helping you get angry?"

She couldn't speak, so she just put Shu Lingling's big eyes across him.

Someone dared not pretend to be stupid anymore, laughed silently and just patted her on the back.

When the children heard their mother coughing, they immediately ran over to imitate their father's appearance. Several small hands rushed to greet her on her back.

"Okay, okay, mom is fine, you guys go play." Although the trachea and nasal cavity are still uncomfortable, at least they can speak. Yang Qianyu greeted the children and glanced at someone again, "Stay away from me."

Mr. Feng was very innocent, "What's wrong? It's not that I choked you."

"It's just that you talk to me that makes me distracted."

Faced with the woman's improper argument, Mr. Feng laughed instead of anger, held his chin with one hand, and looked at her with interest, "I can still argue with me, it seems that my mood has not been affected."

Speaking of this, Yang Qianyu suddenly lost the intention of eating, put down the tableware and looked at him, "You said... where will Betty go? Have you returned to China? Although he is not close to us, he is a girl after all, and it is more dangerous to be alone. We must at least make sure that she is safe."

Feng Moyan thought for a while and said, "This is also simple. The company's project in Europe is in cooperation with Betty's family. I will ask my colleagues there to ask tomorrow."

"Yes! Why did I forget this? You are the one who is attracted to her. You must have a way to contact her family."

"What did I call you?"

"Isn't it?" After a turn of things, Yang Qianyu relaxed and turned around to continue eating. "Everything you did before was speechless."

Mr. Feng still supported his chin with one hand, his handsome face was incredibly gentle. He said in a daze: "That's not to save you. I have dedicated countless firsts to you in my life, and I want to get you back, and I want to lose all my face and dignity."

Qianyu didn't answer the conversation, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the food in his mouth felt even more fragrant.

Neither of them spoke again, but Feng Moyan kept sitting next to her and watched her eat quietly.

"Why do you think of me like this? You're a little weird today."

"Don't talk, concentrate on eating, don't blame me again."

“…”

After a while, after Yang Qianyu finished his meal, Feng Moyan handed over the tissue as soon as he put down his chopsticks. His thoughtful and earnest look was like a dog-legged slave.

Yang Qianyu wiped his mouth and glanced at him sideways, "Are you very idle?"

"No, but it's a serious matter to accompany you."

This person...

Yang Qianyu frowned, thinking that he was really strange. He thought about it and remembered something. He turned around and looked down slightly, "Did you read my mother's diary? What did you see later..."

That's why it's so abnormal, staring at her like guarding a treasure.

Feng Moyan then sat up and held her hand, "After the diary, aren't you going to read it?"

Yang Qianyu didn't say anything.

She didn't want to read it anymore, but Feng Moyan couldn't help but wonder what was recorded in her mother's diary.

"Actually, I envy my aunt's relationship with Mr. Zhuo. Maybe it was because of the simple and sincere people of that era, or maybe it was because they loved deeply and simply. In short, after reading the diary, I felt very guilty. We were also childhood sweethearts. You said that at that time, how could I doubt you, not trust you, and be willing to hurt you..."

"Thinking about my tragic experience in a wheelchair now is also retribution. But God treated me well after all, and just punishing me like this did not make me really lose you."

Mr. Feng's words came from the heart.

After reading Ruan Mingzhu's diary, he couldn't help but reflect. Is he not loving enough?

Only if you don’t love enough will you be unsteady, doubt and care about the so-called face and dignity.

After hearing what he said, Yang Qianyu understood why he was staring at him just now.

It turned out that he was guilty and guilty again.

"You were really hateful at that time, and you didn't say anything, but you were standing with your family in your heart, so I asked me to explain it again and again, and promise that you want to find reasons to support me in order to fight against your family."

"I couldn't understand at that time, and I hated you for a time, but now... I can understand."

Feng Moyan's face became nervous and anxious when he heard her say the previous words, but when he saw that her words changed, he showed surprise and suspicion.

Yang Qianyu held his hand back, sighed quietly, and said relaxed and helplessly: "After all, it is your dear sister. She has been weak and sick since childhood, and the whole family holds it in the palm of her hand. No matter how good our relationship is, I am an outsider after all. If you could even abandon your closeest family for me at that time, maybe I was very moved at that time, and I felt that you are worthy of relying on and believe in your love for me - but if I think about it again in time, I might feel that you are too cold-blooded and ruthless and too rational."
Chapter completed!