Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Yang Qianyu hid in the cubicle, quietly counting her heartbeat.

There was an exclamation from outside, and then it fell silent again, causing her nerves to tighten again.

Did he come in?

He shouldn't dare, right?

This is the women's restroom after all.

He is the imposing CEO of Fengyun Group, a big man with a head and face, he shouldn't break into the women's restroom in broad daylight, right?

Wouldn't it make headlines if someone photographed it?Laughing and generous?

Just when she was comforting herself in vain, the phone suddenly sang a song, which almost made her jump up in fright!

Fumbling for the phone in a hurry, seeing the number on it, she was even more furious!

Hang up in a hurry!

But she knows...

That's too late.

Outside, Feng Moyan was holding the phone, his face covered with dark clouds, and his long straight legs walked towards the direction of the voice step by step.

Yang Qianyu was so anxious that she was sweating all over, and she looked around blindly, as if hoping that a big hole would suddenly be opened somewhere, so that she could get in and never come out again.

The line of sight landed, and the light and shadow changes outside were seen from the gap under the door panel.

The shadow stopped in front of her.

With her eyes closed, she held her breath as she clasped the doorbolt firmly with both hands.

He is outside and cannot be opened.

As long as she presses against the door tightly, can he still fly in?

Consume it!

Anyway, if I can't make it today, I will spend it to the end!

Feng Moyan stopped in his tracks.

In fact, based on the source of the ringtone of the mobile phone, it is impossible to accurately determine which one it is.

But the woman there was too guilty and too scared.

Even the door panel she was pressing tightly was still trembling slightly - and then leaked the trace.

He reached out and tapped twice.

Yang Qianyu was so frightened that she quickly pressed her whole back against the door panel and made a "bang" sound.

The man's face turned colder, and he said in a low voice, "Come out, unless you want to make a bigger splash."

Now that he found him, Yang Qianyu could no longer be a coward and could only try to negotiate.

"Feng Moyan, what on earth are you going to do?"

"What are you doing at the airport?"

"I... on a business trip—"

"Really? Where?"

"It's my business."

"I'll accompany you."

"Need not."

The two came and went, and after a few rounds, it was a tie.

After a brief silence, Feng Moyan spoke again, with a sneer in his voice: "Just leaving without saying goodbye, have you ever thought about Xixi's feelings? She has always had good expectations for her mother, but you abandoned her twice! "

"Yang Qianyu, you don't like her, you don't want her, you can not give birth to her in the first place! But you hurt her like this after giving birth, your conscience was eaten by a dog?!"

The man's voice is not high-pitched, but every word can be punished.

Yang Qianyu shook her head again and again, tears slipped down quietly at some point.

"No!" She retorted angrily at the door, "I have no choice! It's not what you said!"

"I have to? I think it's all an excuse."

"No! It was you who refused to give her to me, not me who abandoned her! Feng Moyan, you bastard!"

Obviously he was the one who pushed people to nowhere, but he still wanted to bite back!

unacceptable!

The man sneered, "I'm an asshole? Who is the one who has worked so hard to raise his daughter for more than four years?"

Yang Qianyu roared: "I know it's not easy for you, but in the past four years, do you think it's easy for me?!"

She dragged two, not only required to learn but also to earn money and start a business.

At the most difficult time, mastitis fever of [-] degrees was still holding on to the exam, and when I got off the exam room, I passed out on the stairs, rolled down and fell, and was covered in bruises.

How long has she not had a full sleep, how long has it been since she had a good meal, how long has she not calmed down to take a serious look at herself in the mirror...

She doesn't even remember herself.

But now, it is still criticized by this "initiator" as useless.

Emotionally broken and tears streaming down her face, she suddenly leaned against the door and burst into tears.

The voice was depressing, crying so that the door panel trembled slightly.

Feng Moyan's mood became complicated.

Originally, he was furious, but seeing her crying like this now, it seemed that it was all his fault, which made him angry, angry and distressed.

He hated talking to the door panel, hated hearing her voice but not seeing her, he frowned, calmed down, and suddenly said: "Since you want Xixi so much, well, you can take her away."

what?

Yang Qianyu raised her head suddenly, quickly wiped away her tears, and asked with a sob: "Are you serious? Did you agree to give Xixi to me?"

"Um……"

When she heard the man's response, she still felt that it was impossible.

Why did you suddenly agree to this?

"Feng Moyan, swear! Don't lie to me!"

"I swear, I won't lie to you."

Yang Qianyu was overjoyed, and immediately laughed through his tears, wiped away his tears and unscrewed the door latch.

But before she had time to open the door, the man suddenly exerted force.

Her heart stopped beating, and she immediately realized that she had been cheated, and immediately went to the door again—but it was too late.

Feng Moyan squeezed in forcefully and coldly, his tall and majestic body instantly filled the small cubicle.

Yang Qianyu was overly frightened and instinctively retreated, but the territory was a little bigger than a palm, so where could she retreat.

"Feng Moyan, you... ah!"

Furious, she raised her hand to hit her, but the man grabbed her wrist, his gloomy face was menacing, making people shudder.

Someone outside just came out of the cubicle, and was startled when he saw this.

Feng Moyan turned his head, his face darkened as if he wanted to eat someone: "What are you looking at? Are you not afraid of the eye of a needle?"

The woman trembled in fright and ran away.

Yang Qianyu got a moment's clearance, and immediately squeezed out from his side, intending to escape, but before she could get out of the cubicle, the man grabbed her arm again and pulled her back.

That picture, as if a planet was suddenly swallowed by a black hole.

"Feng Moyan!"

The man's cold and tall body pressed up like a mountain, and those two legs were more like stone pillars watered, blocking her way tightly.

The woman struggled and slapped desperately, but she couldn't shake it a bit.

Feng Moyan just stood there, motionless, letting her flop around.

Her face was scraped many times by her nails, but he didn't move his brows until the woman was exhausted and collapsed. .seven

Seeing her crying until she lost her voice, the man forced himself not to soften his heart, he must tame her, otherwise there will be days of fear in the future.

"Have you had enough trouble? Are you still running?"

He raised his voice, condescending, like an adult teaching a disobedient brat.

Yang Qianyu was out of breath at first, but hearing his sarcasm, she raised her hand and slapped him.

He didn't hide either.

He suffered abruptly.

However, when he slowly turned his slapped face away, a look of sternness flashed across his eyes, and then he leaned over and kissed her heavily like a hungry wolf pouncing on his food.

"Ugh... Feng... bastard! Let go—bastard!"

Different from the previous kisses, today's him is obviously angry and burning, and he has the intention of "killing her on the spot".

Yang Qianyu couldn't stand it at all, and resisted the blow even more frantically.

With a "click", the door was closed again.

The woman turned her eyes, and in her messy and shaking eyes, she caught a glimpse of the slender and strong fingers pushing the door bolt.

She is completely flustered!

"Feng Moyan, what are you doing! This is the airport, this is the restroom, you... um—"