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

He said: "I know, why Tang Moyu is so kind to you?!" Mu Wanqing shook her head in confusion, very dazed.How did she know why Tang Moyu was so kind to her? !

After sending Mu Sen away, Mu Wanqing went back to Tang Moyu's room, and looked at Tang Moyu who was lying on the bed, sleeping deeply, in a trance.

She sat on the sofa beside her numbly, hearing what Mu Sen said to her before she left.

He said: "Don't look at Tang Moyu as a fool every day. He is a flamboyant young master. In fact, he is very stubborn. He once had a childhood sweetheart who had been in love for 25 years. He was obviously going to get married, and he had chosen a wedding ring, but In the end, the woman ran away with other richer men. He was nice to you, but it was because of you: he was very like her. "

Mu Wanqing never imagined that Tang Moyu lived a heartless life all day long, yet he was hiding so much behind his back.

Recently, he was so drunk that he knew that his childhood sweetheart was about to get married.

Because everything that Tang Moyu experienced at this moment was also experienced by her back then, so she really understands that mood and feeling too well.

In the world, is there anything more painful than Ling Chi? !

Yes, that is: being forgotten, abandoned, and no longer inquired by the person you love deeply.

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Xi Shangyuan.

Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian stood sideways in the lobby on the first floor, directing the maid to hang up the painting that cost 3000 million to frame, their expressions were extremely contemptuous.

Wei Yutian, I really can't stand it anymore: "First brother, I'm not denying your appreciation level, and second, I'm not looking down on my younger son's skills, I'm just telling the truth. Second brother, this painting, you It's better to withdraw, although the content is very rich, but the situation is a bit serious, hanging in this golden hall, it is a bit lower: grade."

"What's downgrading?! You're sitting in my house. I haven't disliked air pollution yet. How dare you dislike my son's paintings?!" Eyes, it has already flown over.I just don't want to live anymore.

Wei Yutian was so frightened that he shivered all over, and immediately shut up knowingly.

Yang Mufan glanced at them coldly, then turned around and said, "Don't be jealous, don't be jealous. If you don't have a son to give you paintings and gifts, you can't bear my son to paint for me, right?! You Look at the paintings my son drew, they say they are beautiful, vivid, and specific. The characters are so realistic, and there are birds flying in the sky..."

Just when Yang Mufan was intoxicated by the scene of Yang Muan's hand-drawn painting, Nan Juefeng couldn't stand it anymore, and replied coldly: "You are very happy to paint you as a bald man with three hairs, do you think it is perfect?!"

"I said you guys are jealous, but don't admit it." Yang Mufan ignored what Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian said, and snorted stubbornly, "I'm happy. No matter what my son paints me, I'm happy."

When Nan Juefeng heard this, he immediately sneered in his heart.Discovered it for the first time, admired Fan: It's really cheap.

Instead, Yang Mufan stared at the two maids who managed to hang the painting on the wall. He frowned and pondered for a moment, as if talking to himself, or as if saying to the people next to him: "Hanging in the living room, it will Will it be unsafe?! What if it is stolen by someone with bad intentions?! It’s better to hang it in the study.” Said, Yang Mufan strode upstairs.