Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

There was a bang in his head, and Yang Qianyu was stunned.

This...how to do this?The child is still so young, so I don't worry about being taken with him casually.

"Mom? Why don't you talk?"

The son's voice sounded again, and Yang Qianyu had an idea, and hurriedly explained: "Xiaoyu, it's like this... Mom suddenly has something to do and can't go back to pick you up, so you call the police uncle and ask the police uncle to take you home. "

"Looking for Uncle Police?"

"Well! Mom told you before, remember? You are the most sensible, and you can take good care of your brother, right? Mom will go home to accompany you after finishing her work."

After explaining to his son, Yang Qianyu hung up the phone worriedly, only hoping to "dodge a catastrophe" today.

In the Lego store, after Xiaoyu hung up the phone, he took his younger brother to put the selected toys back to the original place, and then called 110.

The police uncle arrived quickly, and after hearing that the children could tell their home addresses clearly, he took them out of the mall.

The brothers were very excited as they rode in a police car for the first time.

However, as soon as he got in the car, Xiao Zhou looked out the window and quickly slapped Xiao Yu: "Brother! Brother! Isn't that the little sister just now? She seems to be crying!"

"Girls love to cry." Yang Xuanyu followed his brother's words and looked towards the entrance of the mall. .seven

Indeed, it was the little "stupid" little sister who cried earth-shatteringly when she was hugged by a tall uncle.

that uncle...

The little boy had excellent eyesight. Seeing that cruel handsome face, his bright eyes widened uncontrollably.

he's long-

Yang Xuanzhou didn't notice anything unusual, he only thought about the little girl, turned around and jumped out of the car, "Little sister——"

Before he could utter a word, the police uncle caught him, "Kids, don't run around, uncle will take you home."

"Uncle policeman, I saw my friend, I can go..."

Before I could explain it clearly to the police uncle, a few meters away, the man holding the little girl had strode into the car, and the bodyguards slammed on the door.

Watching the top-end car drive away, Yang Xuanzhou pouted, and stopped in frustration.

In the police car, Yang Xuanyu sat up on his knees, looked at the departing Bentley in the rearview mirror, and deliberately wrote down the license plate number.

And Feng Yuxi, who was sitting in the Bentley sedan, was lying in his father's arms, and his eyes just happened to look behind.

Looking at a figure gradually moving away behind the car with hazy tears, she suddenly stopped crying and stood up "peddling", "Dad... stop quickly! I saw that little brother!"

"...What?" Feng Moyan didn't understand, seeing his daughter excited, he hurriedly followed her back.

However, he only saw a police car parked at the entrance of the mall, and the back of the policeman leading a little boy into the car.

"Maybe someone's brat got lost, and the boy is mischievous." The man dissed, turned around and sat down, gently scraped the tears off his daughter's face with his thumb, and coaxed softly, "Xixi is the best Yes, it's Dad's sweetheart."

Feng Yuximu was stunned, and Shui Lingling's big eyes kept staring at the police car going away until he turned the corner and couldn't see it...

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When the two brothers returned home, Yang Qianyu hadn't rushed back yet.

Xiaoyu politely sent the police uncle away, turned around and went to the room to find out her mother's laptop.

Xiao Zhou didn't know, so he said, "Brother, what are you going to do?"

"Internet."

"What are you doing online?"

"Check the license plate."

"What are you doing to check the license plate?"

"..."

Xiaoyu tapped the keyboard proficiently and quickly, hacking the system of the Traffic Management Bureau in minutes, and said unbearably: "Go and see if there is anything to eat in the refrigerator, aren't you hungry?"

"Well, I'm really hungry when you say that." Xiao Zhou turned around and climbed off the chair, and ran to the living room to look through the refrigerator.

Xiaoyu stared at the computer screen, looking at the owner's information corresponding to the license plate number, his bright and dark eyes froze for a few seconds.

Seal ink words.

He remembered that on the day of returning to China, Aunt Xue mentioned this name to his mother in the car, saying that he protected his daughter very well.

Who is this person?

After being stunned for two seconds, the little boy came back to his senses, immediately exited the system, and opened the search engine.

After entering the three words Feng Moyan, he stared at the handsome and cold face on the screen, and was dumbfounded again.

It was him—the uncle at the entrance of the mall, the uncle holding the silly little girl.

So, he is the one my mother told Aunt Xue about!

But why did mother mention him?And why does mom want to see his daughter?

Also, this face...

The little guy was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly got up to look for the mirror.

Look at yourself in the mirror, then look at the face on the screen - so similar - so, could he be Dad?

If he is dad, why didn't mom mention it?Why not take them to reunite with their father?

In the little boy's head, there were countless question marks flashing.

"Mom, you're finally back... I'm going to starve to death, and my brother won't cook for me, huh!" Suddenly, a voice came from the living room, Xiaoyu was startled, hurriedly closed the browsing page, and deleted left traces.

As soon as he ran to the door of the room, Yang Qianyu happened to be walking, and the two almost ran into each other.

"Xiaoyu? What are you doing?" Yang Qianyu asked with a gentle smile when she saw her eldest son.

"Boring, go online." The little guy answered his mother, glanced at his brother and complained rudely, "I'm only 2 minutes older than you, why should I cook for you?"

"Whoever calls you a big brother, you are a big brother for a second!"

"Heh, you admit that I'm an older brother now?"

"You are!"

The two brothers said one by one, and seeing that they were about to pinch again, Yang Qianyu put his hands on his forehead, sighed helplessly, and quickly comforted him: "Okay, okay, mom, what do you want to eat? Report the menu."

Xiao Zhou's mouth was as sweet as honey: "Mom cooks anything delicious."

Yang Qianyu rubbed his youngest son's head, smiled and went into the kitchen.

In the living room, the two brothers were bored playing with origami airplanes.

Xiaoyu looked at his younger brother and hooked his fingers at him.

"what?"

Brother: "Do you want Dad?"

The younger brother's eyes lit up, "Why, can you find Dad?"

"Hush...be quiet!" The elder brother pulled his younger brother closer, muttering in his ear without knowing what to say.