After the divorce with the cub, the cold ex-husband cried and asked to remarry

Chapter 37 Lin Zhan
"Mommy, what's wrong with you? Who beat you? Mommy, who bullied you?"

Mu Yao covered her face with her hair uncomfortably.

"It's okay, Mummy, it's an allergy and it's not good."

"You liar!" Little Mango raised his voice, looking at the wound on Mu Yao's face with puffy eyes.

"That's not the case with allergies. Did your father bully you? Tell me, Mommy, and I'll settle the score with him."

Hearing Little Mango's grown-up tone, Mu Yao couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Mommy can't find Dad, so how can Dad bully me?"

"If you can't find it, you don't need a father. I just have a mommy." Little Mango announced, and stretched out her little hand to gently touch the gauze on Mu Yao's head.

worried.

"Mommy, do you feel pain? If you feel pain, the little mango will give you Huhu, and Huhu will stop hurting."

"Okay, little mango Huhu, Huhu Mommy won't hurt anymore."

Because of Mu Yao's return, Little Mango's fever miraculously subsided.

Regarding Little Mango's fever this time, the doctor didn't find out the reason, and only said that it should be fine if it subsides.

Mu Yao stayed with Little Mango in France for another ten days.

Until Song Yufei called to urge her to go back to work.

Only then did he reluctantly bid farewell to Little Mango.

Before leaving, Little Mango firmly grasped Mu Yao's arm with his tiny hands and refused to let go.

"Mommy, just take me back to China. Little Mango will not make trouble and be obedient, okay?"

Looking at her daughter's sensible face, Mu Yao felt more and more guilty.

She hasn't settled down in her own residence in City A, so it's obviously irrational to pick up Little Mango back at this time.

"Don't worry, little mango. When Mommy settles down, she will definitely come back to pick up little mango. Little mango will live with his aunt for a while, okay?"

"Little Mango is obedient, Mommy will come back to pick us up." My aunt also comforted.

Little Mango sniffled and nodded sensibly.

"Mum, you have to come back to see me early, Little Mango is waiting for you..." After finishing speaking, her mouth deflated, and she began to cry again.

After all, she is only three years old.

Don't hide your emotions.

She didn't want Mommy to leave.

She didn't understand why Mommy went back to find her father. She wanted her father before, but because she went back to find her father, Mommy didn't see her for a long time.

She didn't like the word daddy at all.

"Little Mango, I'm sorry." Mu Yao kissed her forehead. "Mommy will come back to pick you up as soon as possible."

"Okay, Yaoyao, take care of yourself when you return to China. Don't worry about Mango." Auntie comforted.

Mu Yao nodded, and walked towards the boarding gate step by step.

Mango's small body hid in his aunt's arms and wept violently.

When Mu Yao entered the boarding gate and boarded the plane, she was already crying uncontrollably.

The passengers on the plane all looked at her curiously.

They were probably thinking, why is this young girl crying so sadly?
Mu Yao simply lay down on the table and burst into tears.

She must work hard, earn a lot of money, and then bring Little Mango to her side.

Never part for a lifetime.

"Mu Yao?"

Suddenly a fluent Chinese sounded.

Mu Yao heard it, but didn't want to pay attention.

She cried so much that her shoulders twitched, even if the Heavenly King Laozi came, she didn't want to bother.

"Yaoyao?"

The sound continued.

Mu Yao raised her head reluctantly.

"Who..." Huh?

"Lin Zhan?"

Seeing the person coming, Mu Yao almost subconsciously let out a soft breath.

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