Unconsciously, tears climbed into her eyes, and after a while, Xu Weiwei actually cried quietly.

Angel heard her mother's cry and immediately got up from her arms to comfort her.

"Mom, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry." Angel clumsily wiped the tears on Xu Weiwei's face with her little hands.

"Mom, don't cry, if you're crying, your uncle will be snatched away by that aunt." Xiao Anqi said with a serious face. Mom can't cry, if she cries again, her uncle will be snatched away by that aunt.

"Little Anqi, be good, mom doesn't cry, don't be sad." She can't cry, and when she cries, Angel will be sad. Thinking of this, Xu Weiwei stopped crying and tried to make a smile on her face.

"Well, Mom doesn't cry, Angel doesn't feel sad." An Qi took Xu Weiwei's words, and her hand kept wiping the tears that kept leaving on Xu Weiwei's face.

"Mom, you see that you don't look good when you cry." Angel whispered.

"Okay, if it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, Angel, are you tired? When you're tired, can you just sleep in your mother's arms? ”

"A little bit, mom and I slept together."

"Okay, let's sleep together."

Xu Weiwei picked up a pillow and put it on the sofa to put the cushion, and then put Angel on the sofa to lie down, and Angel also found a comfortable position in her arms and fell asleep, looking peaceful.

Xu Weiwei looked at Anqi's sleeping face, her mood slowly calmed down, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

In an office, a mother and daughter sleep cuddly on a sofa.

An hour later, when Fengyang sent Qi Xuan back, he saw the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but lighten his steps, for fear of waking up the mother and daughter, Fengyang took off his blazer and gently covered Xu Weiwei and Anqi.

Feng Yang got up and walked out of the office to the pantry, got himself a cup of coffee, returned to the office, Feng Yang took the coffee and sat on the other side of the sofa, picked up the unopened document bag on the table, through the transparent document bag, Feng Yang clearly looked down on the five words written on it, "Equity Zen let the book." ”

Feng Yang put down the coffee in his hand, opened the file bag, turned to the last page, looked at only his signature on it, and sighed softly.

This stupid girl, this is originally his thing, for so many years, he has been occupying her things, and now he just gives it back to her, why is she so stupid?

Fengyang looked at Xu Weiwei's sleeping face, full of tenderness and a little pity.

He picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, a bitter feeling coming over him.

This equity Zen book, Feng Huinian is constantly chasing, he used to be chasing constantly, but now it is placed in front of her, but she doesn't even look at it, his Weiwei is different from others after all.

But what he didn't know was that in his heart, Xu Weiwei was more important than the so-called rights, but in Xu Weiwei's heart, why wasn't he?

It's just that he doesn't know.

Xu Weiwei, who was sleeping on the sofa, frowned suddenly, as if she was in some danger, and beads of sweat slowly rolled down her forehead, one by two, densely.

As soon as Fengyang got up, he immediately took out a tissue from the table and walked to Xu Weiwei to wipe the sweat off her face for her.

Xu Weiwei, who felt that the leavers were wiping her sweat, grabbed Feng Yang's hand with one hand, like grasping a life-saving straw, and then suddenly opened her closed eyes, Feng Yang saw full of fear in her eyes.

Xu Weiwei, who woke up from a nightmare, sat up from the sofa, stunned on the sofa, motionless, Fengyang saw her like this and walked to the pantry and poured a glass of water in.

"Vivi, drink a glass of water." Fengyang handed the water to Xu Weiwei, but Xu Weiwei did not take the water.

"Vivi, Vivi." Feng Yang called Xu Weiwei twice in a row.

"Well, what's wrong." Xu Weiwei came back to her senses and responded, "Is there something wrong?" She asked, distant.

"Take a sip of water." Fengyang once again handed the water to Xu Weiwei.

"Oh, good." Xu Weiwei reached out and took the water glass, "Gurrr." He took a big sip. After a while, a glass of water bottomed out. She slowly lowered the glass from her lips.

After drinking the water cup in the cup, Xu Weiwei stood up, helped Anqi cover her clothes, and then put the cup on the table and said thank you to Fengyang.

"Didn't you say that you never have to say thank you to me?" Fengyang complained. But I didn't take it to heart.

"Weiwei, it's just right, you woke up, this equity Zen book, you signed your name!" He picked up the book on the table and flipped to the last page, put it in her hand, and then went to the desk and took the pen and brought it to her.

Xu Weiwei didn't take the signing pen and put the equity Zen concession on the table, and said lightly: "No need, it's useless for me to sign this document." He looked at Anqi who was asleep on the sofa again, "I'm tired, so I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, he was about to hug Anqi, Fengyang walked to the sofa, stopped her from wanting to hug Anqi's hand, and signed her to the office desktop, "Weiwei, what's wrong with you." ”

"Nope." Different from the previous tone, the words are full of alienation and indifference.

Feng Yang sensed her alienation and hurriedly asked, "Weiwei, what's wrong with you." He couldn't figure out how to sleep like a different person.

"I'm tired and want to go back." It's still a light tone, and I can't hear joy or anger.

"Okay, you're tired, then you bookmark the equity Zen, and I'll send you back immediately." Fengyang has only one purpose, and that is to let Xu Weiwei bookmark the equity Zen.

"No, I said. Even if I get this equity Zen book, it won't be of use to me. He looked at Angel, "I'm leaving, I'm a little tired." Then he raised his legs and walked to the sofa.

Feng Yang took her hand, clasped her shoulders, and made her sit on the chair. He then sat down opposite Xu Weiwei.

"Weiwei, I don't know, what's wrong with you, but these shares are yours originally, and now I just give them back to you." Feng Yang slowly explained to her.

"Weiwei, it was originally yours, I just returned it to its original owner." He has been emphasizing the return of things to their rightful owners.

It's just that Xu Weiwei is still unmoved.

Fengyang stroked his forehead, "Weiwei, it's just a share, if you give it to you, it will be returned to the original owner, and if I keep it, it will be illegal to take possession." He continued to persuade Xu Weiwei to sign.

"Fengyang, I'm tired, you know? I don't need these so-called shares, you keep them for you and for me, it's good. She explained, but just wouldn't sign.

Feng Yang saw that he couldn't persuade her, so he simply didn't speak, and the two sat silently.