Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

As soon as Wen Xiaorou entered the villa, with contemptuous and provocative triumphant eyes in her indifference, she swept across Mu Wanqing haughtily, and then leaned sickly in the arms of Mu Fan.And when Yang Mufan looked at Mu Wanqing's mother and son sitting on the sofa in the middle of the hall, his bushy eyebrows frowned a little deeper and a little tighter. As soon as his gaze met Mu Wanqing's eyes, she quickly turned her away. the...

When Mu Wanqing looked down at her son, her hair, which was casually draped behind her shoulders, slanted down like a black waterfall, covering most of her white, tender and translucent skin, making it impossible to see her expression at this moment.

Admire Fan froze there, as if he wanted to say something.

But Wen Xiaorou didn't seem to have much strength, her legs couldn't stand firmly, and she slid down weakly, looking extremely weak.

Seeing this, Yang Mufan stopped her waist and hugged her tightly.

Withdrawing his gaze, Admiral Fan looked at Wen Xiaorou worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "Dizzy again?! I'll call Nishi Ding and tell him to come back and take a look for you. How about it?!"

Wen Xiaorou shook her head: "Don't bother Xiding, the doctor has already said that as long as you take a good rest for a few days, you will be fine."

When Yang Mufan nodded and helped her go upstairs to the room to rest, Wen Xiaorou didn't climb two steps of stairs, her toes tripped on the ladder, and she was about to fall down.

Seeing that she didn't have the strength to climb the stairs, Yang Mufan frowned first, then: squatted down, bent down, stretched out her hands, gave a strong but not cautious and gentle hug, and then quickly went upstairs without looking back.

During the whole process, Mu Wanqing was sitting on the sofa, her back was straight and she was watching, her eyes were red.

Yang Mufan held Wen Xiaorou on the stairs when she was young, and she still maintained this position for a long time, motionless.

I don't know why, at this moment, her mind is full of three years ago, when she met Mi Fan and Wen Xiaorou for the first time in the underground parking garage in Europe.

Anyone who knows and understands Admiral Fan knows that Admiral Fan is cold-blooded and cold-tempered, and is heartless to everyone.

The woman next to him changed and changed.

He spoke softly to them, but no one could read even the slightest bit of emotion and tenderness from his words and deeds.

However, this is the first time Mu Wanqing has seen Admire Fan treat a woman with the utmost care and care.

Never seen it before.

Even the way he looked at her was gentle and firm.

It was so firm, as if: he would really marry her.

Originally, the villa seemed dead silent because it was too spacious, but at this moment, it was so quiet that there was no sound at all, as if it was blocked by the whole world.

Mrs. De led the two maids and stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Mu Wanqing's deliberately straight back, trembling slightly, she frowned.

After a long time, she walked forward slowly and persuaded: "Miss Mu, don't be too sad, there is a saying that is good, it is yours, it must be yours, no matter how many people fight, no matter how many No matter how many people rob it, it is still yours, and if it does not belong to you, even if you hide it, you will not be able to keep it, it is just futile and sad. Relax, let it be."

Listening to Mrs. De's words, Mu Wanqing wanted to laugh, nodded and agreed, but tears rolled down without warning.

People are like this, when they are extremely sad, when they find a breakthrough in their emotions, they can't stop, and they burst into madness.