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

For the whole night, Mu Wanqing huddled in Yang Mufan's arms, pressing her protruding belly against his body with all her strength, so that the child in her belly could truly feel the body temperature and pulse of Yang Mufan, she Secretly said in my heart: "Baby, can you feel it?! This is Dad——"

It has been a long time since Mu Wanqing slept so contentedly, sweetly, peacefully, and securely.

She had a long, very long, very beautiful dream, dreaming that she was wearing a white and holy wedding dress, standing in a sacred and solemn church, admiring Van Kneeling in front of her, and putting a diamond ring on her On her ring finger, her deep and magnetic voice kept echoing in her ears: "Mu Wanqing, will you marry me?!"

She stared blankly at the sparkling wedding ring on her finger, and couldn't find Bei with happiness and joy. She really wanted to reply loudly: "Yes, I am willing!"

However, her throat seemed to be firmly stuck by a pair of big hands, and she couldn't make a sound. She just nodded fiercely excitedly, then smiled and shed tears...

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The next morning, when Mu Wanqing woke up with a start, the sky was still dark, and the sky was only faintly white.

She couldn't turn her head around, she stared at the street lights in the alley, which seemed to be getting more and more gloomy, staring at her big round clear eyes, at a loss as to what to do.

After finally gaining a little bit of consciousness, she realized that only she was sleeping alone in the alley, and admired Fan who had disappeared at some point...

A thin layer of mist quickly formed in her eyes, she pouted her mouth, and muttered in a grievance and injury: "Ying Mufan, you left me again and ran away alone..."

Holding herself against the wall with difficulty and standing up, Mu Wanqing felt unbearable pain in her temples, and her throat was dry and dry, as if she was about to spew out fire.

Realizing that she might have caught a cold again, she was just about to go back to the rental house, and then went to the hospital, but, not far away, she saw in horror: the wet ground, shattered glass shards, soaked in bright red blood with...

In an instant, Mu Wanqing felt her scalp go numb——

The heart was beating wildly.

After her mind went blank for a few seconds, Mu Wanqing seemed to be going crazy, she looked around in panic, and ran wildly while shouting, "Where are you, Yang Fan?! Don't scare me, okay?! Come out, Mi Fan!" For a moment, let me see if you are injured, okay?! One look is enough, admire Fan, come out and let me take a look..."

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When Mu Wanqing saw Yang Mufan again, he was squatting on the side of the road, throwing up his blood.

In the sky late at night, there was a soft drizzle like silk, silently.

With a pale face, Mu Wanqing walked over slowly, squatted down, and gently helped him along his back.

Seeing that he vomited like his entire stomach was about to vomit, she choked up in pain and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?! Mu Fan, can you promise me that you won't drink anymore..."

That night, Mu Wanqing hailed a taxi and asked the driver for help. The two of them worked together to push the drunken Xiang Mufan into the car.

Ximen is the poorest and most backward place in the entire g city.

After Yang Mulin was dismissed from office and Yang Mufan went bankrupt, they moved to Ximen and found the most remote, crudest and cheapest rental house to live in.

The advantages of being remote and simple, first, you can avoid the entanglement of gossip reporters; second, you can avoid the ugly mouths of the upper class who insult and ridicule them; third, the rent is cheap.