Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Fang Ting knew the whole thing, hissing endlessly.

"Hey... I knew that you would have to pay back your love debt sooner or later, but I didn't expect that in this way, that girl looked kind and soft-hearted, and she was able to do it like this." Fang Ting's words were concealed. Dissatisfaction and complaints.

Gong Beize didn't want to tell his mother at first, because he still had some expectations in his heart.

Looking forward to the day, maybe there will be a chance to get back together?

If my mother knew that she had asked someone to beat herself up, it would more or less leave a "crime record" in her heart.

He wishfully wanted to maintain Betty's impression in his mother's mind, but he still couldn't hide it.

Sure enough, after Fang Ting regretted it, she looked at her son with a firm attitude and said: "Since everyone has done things for this sake, then you should give up and return to China after the injury is better, and stop wishful thinking in the future."

Feng Moyan didn't speak, but the meaningful eyes made Gong Beize feel that the matter was not simple.

"Got it, mom, everyone has a family, what else do I think..." He responded with a lack of confidence, and then said impatiently, "Go back to the hotel, I'm under a lot of pressure staying here."

Fang Ting was angry, "I'm your own mother, what pressure is there? I think you are getting angry because of what I said. I know you still can't let it go, and you still want to meddle in other families! Whether you are promising or not is up to you."一把年纪了，还恋爱脑，活该被人揍！”

Gong Beize remained silent, letting his mother scold him.

Assistant Lin cautiously persuaded Fang Ting from the side, and finally Fang Ting turned and left angrily.

Feng Moyan heaved a sigh of relief, pulled out his chair and sat down.

Gong Beize also obviously relaxed a bit, but he immediately cheered up and looked at his friend: "What's wrong? What news did you find?"

Feng Moyan's expression was strange, he couldn't tell if he was happy or worried, and said, "Betty's daughter was born three months prematurely."

Gong Beize was stunned when he heard this, and he was silent for a few seconds before asking: "What do you mean? Premature babies are not easy to take care of."

"..." Feng Moyan was speechless, and he glanced at him, "Can I take the premature baby, I need you to tell me?"

There is a litter of babies in his family, three of which he raised with his own hands. No one understands the hardships of raising human cubs better than him.

Gong Beize was puzzled, "Then what do you want to explain?"

"..." Feng Moyan had a speechless expression on his face, and asked after a while, "Don't you doubt something?"

"Doubt what?"

"Do you suspect that the little girl was not born prematurely?"

Feng Moyan entrusted many people to secretly inquire about the news, and when he learned that Betty's daughter Sarah was born three months prematurely, the first reaction in his mind was that there was a problem with the child's birth time.

Hearing that he had reminded him to this point, Gong Beize was silent for two seconds, and suddenly wanted to sit up in shock.

However, the injuries all over his body made him fail to stand up, and the severe pain made him howl, "You...you mean...the child was born...at the wrong time? Do you suspect...the child is not her husband's?"

Feng Moyan stood up and supported him, seeing that he was in pain, as if he was about to die, he frowned worriedly: "Are you all right? Do you want to call the doctor?"

"No...no need..." He hunched over, his body tensed, and after a while, he lay down slowly and opened his eyes.

"Is the news...reliable? When was the child born? Does it conflict with her marriage time?"

Feng Moyan sat down again, and said, "The news will not be wrong. I will try to find a way now to see if I can get the child's photo."

Suddenly curious, he frowned and asked, "Assistant Lin said that you have met more than once. You haven't seen that child? So you don't suspect anything?"

"I've seen it before...but that little girl has golden curly hair, which is exactly the same as her mother's. I... I didn't pay much attention to the facial features."

Gong Beize tried hard to recall the scenes of his meeting with Betty's mother and daughter several times, and suddenly he was startled: "That's right! The first time I saw their mother and daughter was at Frank's company, when the little girl was lying on Betty's husband On his shoulder, the man is pressing the child's head with one hand..."

Gong Beize became excited, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, "I understand, there might be something wrong with that child, so that guy won't let the child look up, and won't let me see the child's face!"

Later, when the restaurant was eating, the distance was far away, and the little girl was sitting in it again, most of her body was blocked by Betty, and he could only see her blonde hair.

Feng Moyan nodded: "If the child is yours... then it's understandable why Betty asked someone to beat you hard."

Gong Beize also understood, "She has a guilty conscience, she is afraid that I will find out the child, and wants to drive me away earlier!"

Upon hearing this news, Gong Beize's whole cognition was a bit overturned.

Such a great thing, he didn't even dare to dream about.

"You said... just that night, you will also be pregnant? This probability..." He seemed to be talking to himself, and looked at his friend puzzled.

Feng Moyan looked embarrassed and glanced at him, "Are you doubting your ability?"

"Of course not! I just think, I'm so surprised, I can't believe it!" Gong Beize suddenly felt that the pain all over his body was nothing, and he was even glad that he had suffered this beating.

Otherwise, Mo Yan would not have come all the way from China.

It also won't pay more attention to people to investigate these things.

Everything is arranged according to God's will!

"Don't be too happy!" Feng Moyan couldn't help pouring cold water on seeing him startled, "First of all, this is just our guess, there is no evidence, so we can't be sure, or maybe it's just me thinking too much, that little girl is premature baby."

"Secondly, even if the child is yours, what can you do? As long as Betty doesn't admit it and don't divorce, the child has nothing to do with you. If she wanted you to be the father of the child, she should have told you a few years ago. She didn't have this plan at all, so she didn't tell you, and now she is afraid that you will find out, and even beat you to death."

Still happy, what is so happy!My child calls someone else's father, I can't hold back!

Gong Beize calmed down, but was blindly confident: "As long as the child is mine, then I won't let her call someone else's father! As for her husband, it's probably just a cover, let alone something to fear."

"Okay, let's heal your injury first, and I'll see how you can get the child back." Feng Moyan was too lazy to listen to him chanting slogans, and got up and looked at his watch, "I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'm leaving first."

Gong Beize hurriedly shouted: "Hey! You remember to keep asking for me, see if I can get a photo of that child."

"I try my best. They pay attention to privacy and protect their children very well."

"Where's your father-in-law's personal connections? I believe there is nothing in this world that you, Feng Moyan, can't do!" Gong Beize was so funny that he started to flatter his good brother.

"..." With Feng Moyan's expression on his face, he suppressed the corner of his mouth so as not to hate him.

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Betty secretly went to the hospital to visit Gong Beize, knowing that his mother came from China to take care of him, she was relieved.

She didn't know that Feng Moyan had also come, and was secretly looking for news.

Thinking that Gong Beize was injured and lying in the hospital, she couldn't follow her anymore, so she took her daughter out as usual, and at the same time was busy with her career.

Mrs. Camille has always been dissatisfied with her daughter's insistence on giving birth to this child, and she has paid little attention to their mother and daughter in recent years.

But no matter what, it is a family after all, so we still meet occasionally for a meal.

In the elegant and high-end Michelin restaurant, Camille looked at her daughter and granddaughter sitting across from her, her face was not very happy.

And Betty's attitude towards her mother in recent years has not been very good.

She has always been worried about her mother's behavior of "sieging" Gong Beize back then.

Thinking that if his mother hadn't acted one way in front of the other, Gong Beize would not have forced him into a corner, so he went to that woman Jiang Tianyun for help, and the two even had an intimate relationship.

This matter has always been a thorn in her heart, and it hurts every time she thinks about it.

The grandparents and grandchildren sat down to eat together. The two adults were quiet, and no one wanted to talk to each other. Only Sarah, who was as cute as a Barbie doll, talked and laughed happily after eating: "Grandma, let's go play together in the afternoon." Okay? I can climb rocks, like Spider-Man, climb up and jump down."

Camille almost doubted her ears, and immediately looked at her daughter when she heard the words: "She is so young, you take her to rock climbing? How does this look like a girl?"

Betty said indifferently: "She still loves skiing, what's the matter, who stipulates that girls can't like these?"

Camille was left speechless.

Of course everyone has freedom of choice.

But they are descendants of nobles, and they are synonymous with elegant gentlemen. They need to maintain the dignity and dignity of nobles, and they cannot be as reckless and extensive as ordinary people.

"You don't like her, you will be picky about what she does." Betty finished coldly, picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, turned to look at her daughter, and asked gently, "Are you full? Let's go when you are full." , go for a stroll first, and then go rock climbing with you."

Seeing her daughter becoming more and more indifferent to herself, Camille secretly felt angry and couldn't help asking: "Betty, how long are you going to treat me like this? I am your mother, and you should have the most basic respect for me." respect."

"I'm your daughter, do you respect me? Now, you still don't respect my child. It's better for a grandmother like you to have less contact in the future. I don't want my child to think that she has done something wrong and have to Grandmother's love." Betty wanted to say these words a long time ago to protect her daughter's young and innocent heart.

Camille was very angry, and shook his head helplessly: "You still resent me for that."

Betty didn't deny it, it was a fact.

Camille explained again: "Believe it or not, I swear that I didn't attack his company. I fulfilled my promise to you. I also tried to help him tide over the difficulties. He refused."

"Whatever you want to say, anyway, the matter is over, and I have separated from him a long time ago." Betty's expression was calm, and she believed in what Gong Beize said at that time.

He must have been driven to a dead end by his mother, so he hated himself so much and "cooperated" with Jiang Tianyun.

It was her mother who lied to her.

Camille's face was sullen, watching her daughter take her granddaughter and turn away, turning her head angrily to forcefully calm down her anger.

Outside the restaurant, Sarah looked up at her mother and asked, "Why doesn't my grandmother like me? Did I make her angry?"

Betty knelt down, pampered her daughter's round, fair face, and brushed her curly hair behind her ears, before replying softly: "Baby is fine, you didn't offend grandma." , it was her mother who made her angry, that's why she did that."

"What did mother do to make grandma angry?"

"Mom..." She thought for a while, but couldn't tell the child the truth. She paused and suddenly changed the subject, "Look, Sara, there are a lot of pigeons over there. Let's go and have a look."

Sarah was attracted by the flocks of white pigeons looking for food in the square, and for a moment she forgot what she just said.

The mother and daughter, who were immersed in the warm time, were completely unaware that the tourists who seemed to be shooting pigeons in the crowd were actually pointing their long-tube lenses at them.

It was the next day that Feng Moyan got the photo.

It was easier than he thought.

He thought that Betty's husband and that Frank would be very cautious, but unexpectedly, they seemed defenseless.

Looking at the mixed-race girl with obvious oriental features in the photo, Feng Moyan felt that this was probably God's arrangement—it's really cheap, that unlucky Gong Beize, who thought he was going to die alone in this life, did not expect that one would fall from the sky Big girl.

When they went to the hospital, Fang Ting was complaining about her son again, all she said was to persuade her son to give up his heart, and after returning to China, find a good lady from a big family, get married and have children as soon as possible.

Gong Beize had already promised his mother before, but now that he had a new "hope", he put that promise behind him again.

Seeing his friend coming, he knew there must be news, so he rushed his mother away again.

When Fang Ting left, Feng Moyan walked up to him with a playful smile on his lips, and threw an envelope over.

Gong Beize lay down for a few days, his body recovered a bit, half of the layers of gauze on his head were removed, and a little more area was exposed on his face.

"What is this? Did you let someone take a picture?" He leaned against the head of the bed with difficulty, and hurriedly picked up the envelope.

Mr. Feng sat down by the bed, and said in a cold tone with arrogance: "Didn't you say that there is nothing in this world that I, Feng Moyan, can't do? I sent several people to catch the clues and followed Betty. "

Gong Beize opened the envelope, staring at the stack of photos, no longer interested in responding to his friend's teasing.

Golden curly hair, tied in cute little braids, delicate features, fair skin, and the same ice blue eyes as her mother, when she smiles, it is sweet.

Looking at the little girl, he thought of the old photo albums in the old house.

From when he was a few months old, until he was one year old, two years old, and three years old, he took pictures to commemorate almost every year.

As an adult, he resented those photos because his mother dressed him like a little girl when he was young.

There is cinnabar between the eyebrows, wearing a small floral dress, and wearing small leather shoes—that is the childhood black stuff that he can't bear to look directly at.

At this moment, looking at the smiling little girl with blond hair, the "black photos" of his childhood popped up in his mind for the first time, not to mention carved out of a mold, at least when he smiled, the eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the corners of the mouth were curled up. The demeanor is exactly the same.

Seeing him looking at the photo, Feng Moyan was dumbfounded. He was both happy for him and worried for him at the same time.

"It's your own, isn't it? Although it inherits more genes from my mother, the characteristics of this mixed-race child are still obvious. Apart from mixing with you, Betty shouldn't have a second oriental race."