Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

But soon he understood!

It turned out that that scumbag father appeared in the hospital because the little sister was sick!

In the past, he only greeted people he didn't know well.

But now, he knew that this little girl was his own sister, the little sister that his mother had always cared about but could not be reunited with them—naturally, he felt a little more closeness and love in his heart.

"Little brother, it's really you!" Feng Yuxi ran closer, and seeing that he hadn't mistaken the person, he smiled happily.

Yang Xuanyu looked at her, with a smile on his handsome face, and asked concerned: "Sister, are you sick?"

"Well... I had a fever and vomited again yesterday evening, so my father took me to the hospital... What about you? Are you sick too?"

"Well, I had a fever in the middle of the night last night."

"Ha! What is this called? Fate!" The little girl actually knew what fate was.

The little boy smiled and asked again: "Then are you better now?"

"Well! My fever has subsided, how about you?"

"I'm better too."

The two children chatted enthusiastically. A nurse came out from the office and was surprised when she saw Feng Yuxi: "Xixi, why did you run out?"

Feng Yuxi turned her head and said crisply: "Sister, it's so boring in the ward, I'm going out for a stroll, shh...you can't tell my father!"

The nurse's appearance interrupted their conversation and brought Yang Xuanyu back to his senses.

The little sister is here, so he has to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, otherwise the whole family will be over if they meet together.

"Sister nurse, this is the blanket I just borrowed, thank you."

"So soon, your mother is already awake?"

"Yeah." After Yang Xuanyu handed the blanket to the nurse, he looked at Feng Yuxi again, his dark eyes were full of love, "Sister, take care of yourself, I'm going back."

"Little brother, which ward do you live in? I'll go and play with you!"

"No, you are sick, you need to rest well to recover." Before Xiaoyu finished speaking, the butler's voice came from the corridor, "Miss Xixi, Miss Xixi?"

Yang Xuanyu didn't dare to face the Feng family, he was anxious, and quickly waved his hands, "Little sister, goodbye, you need to get better soon!"

The little boy turned his head and walked quickly. Xixi wanted to catch up, but the housekeeper, Aunt Rong, rushed over and picked her up: "My little ancestor! Why are you so sick and so dishonest? You ran out in a blink of an eye!"

"Aunt Rong, I want to play with my little brother, please let me down!" Xixi struggled.

"Miss Xixi, it's time for us to get an injection and take medicine. The doctors and nurses are waiting in the ward. Be good, otherwise Aunt Rong will have to call Dad." Aunt Rong coaxed her patiently and carried her back to the ward forcibly.

Xiaoyu walked back, feeling very tangled in his heart, wondering whether he should tell his mother all these things.

Yang Qianyu packed up her things, turned her head and saw her son coming in, she drooped her head and felt a little dispirited, thinking that he was sick and lethargic, her heart ached so much, she didn't think much about it.

"Xiaoyu, let's go, go home and rest quickly."

"Ah."

The mother and son left the ward and took the elevator down.

As soon as he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, Yang Qianyu stopped suddenly: "Oh, mom forgot to take the charger for her mobile phone, and it's still on the socket by the bed! Baby, you sit over there, don't run around, wait for mom to come down, okay?" ?”

Thinking of his son's lack of energy and the hard work of running back and forth, Yang Qianyu put the little guy on the seat and hurried upstairs again.

As soon as she got out of the elevator and turned into the corridor, she saw a small figure lingering at the door of the ward.

"Little friend, look for—" Yang Qianyu walked over and spoke softly. Before she finished speaking, she was shocked when she saw the little girl who turned around!

When Feng Yuxi saw Yang Qianyu, she also jumped up in surprise!

"Ma Ma!" The little girl yelled, turned around and hugged Yang Qianyu's thigh, happily raised her head, "Ma Ma! Did Dad tell you that I was sick? So you came to see me, right? ?”

Yang Qianyu looked at her daughter in panic, then looked left and right, seeing no one, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of her throat.

"Baby..." hurriedly pulled her daughter into the ward, closed the door, she squatted down, looked at the pale and haggard little girl, excited and happy, distressed and worried, her eyes were instantly red.

"Honey, are you sick? What's going on? Serious? Why are you here alone? Where's your dad? Is there no one around?"

Concerned about it, she asked a bunch of questions, holding her daughter in both hands, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, she really wanted to "steal" her daughter directly and fly away.

Feng Yuxi explained: "Dad stayed with me all night. I have important work to do in the morning, so I went to work. Aunt Rong and Uncle Quan stayed with me, but I wanted to play with my little brother, so I ran out secretly."

"Little brother?"

"Well, he is a very handsome and nice little brother! I told him that my mother is very beautiful, and I wanted to show him a photo, but I didn't have a photo in my pocket when I met him just now."

Feng Yuxi was a chatterbox, while talking, she took out a photo from her pocket with her white and lovely hands.

"Ma Ma, look! This is my Ma Ma's photo, isn't it very beautiful? But I haven't found that little brother... It's so strange, where did he go..."

Yang Qianyu looked at the photo, her eyes were fixed, her heart was caught in an instant, and she had no time to listen to what her daughter was muttering.

That photo was taken in her university, she is standing under a white magnolia.

The magnolia flower is white and elegant, blooming enthusiastically, bees and butterflies are flying around, and her smile is also bright and flying, as bright as a summer flower.

The photographer of this photo was none other than Feng Moyan, so she cherished this photo very much.

Even if the relationship between the two deteriorated later, from love to hate, she still kept this photo.

After many years, she never expected to see this photo again. She stared at it, her heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

Feng Moyan hated her so much, why did she still keep her photo after she "died"?

Does he still want to keep it as a souvenir?

"Miss Xixi, Miss Xixi! Oh, my little ancestor, why is he always playing hide-and-seek? Aunt Rong is such an old bone, she can't stand it..." The butler's voice echoed in the corridor, and Yang Qianyu suddenly came back to his senses , hurriedly stuffed the photo back into her daughter's hands.

"Baby, they are looking for you, you go out quickly." Yang Qianyu touched her daughter's face, and was finally able to hug her without any worries, feeling extremely satisfied.

But the little girl is not willing.

"Mama, I'm sick, can you stay with me?"

Yang Qianyu didn't correct her daughter's address anymore, but coaxed gently: "I have something to do now, so I have to leave right away, so let's make an agreement, and I will definitely show up when Baby Xixi recovers from her illness!"

The little girl had a bitter face and swayed, "Xixi don't want...Xixi wants to be with Mama now."

Outside, the housekeeper's voice was getting closer, and Yang Qianyu couldn't be cruel to her daughter, so she hurried to the bedside to pick up the charger, took out the mask and put it on.

"Go, baby." She took her daughter and opened the door of the ward to go out.