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

Mu Wanqing didn't know why she was crying.

She walked into the garden, and suddenly covered her face and wept without warning.

Mrs. De, who had been following her all the time, saw her crying hysterically, and was immediately terrified: "Eldest young mistress, what's wrong with you?! Don't cry, okay?! Does the wound hurt?! Wait, I'll go Call Eldest Young Master, I'll be right back..."

With that said, Mrs. De turned around and ran towards the themed villa.

Mu Wanqing covered her face with her hands, crystal clear tears overflowed from between her fingers, one after another, and fell to the ground with a "pat~pat".

In the dead of night, it is extraordinarily loud and harsh.

She knew that she was crying because the Mu Wanqing from the past sneaked out again to make trouble in her vulnerable world, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, and stinging her severely...

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Mrs. De rushed to the master bedroom on the fourth floor.

The door was found ajar.

She knocked on the door carefully and waited patiently for a moment, but there was no response from inside.

"Master, are you in there?! Master?!" Mrs. De shouted in a low voice.

At the door, she stood for a while before Mrs. De opened the door and entered.

The moment I opened the door, I found that the bedroom didn't even turn on a wall lamp.

Total darkness.

When the door was opened, a little light from the corridor was projected in.

Through the dim light, she saw: the whole room was in a mess, as messy as if it had been bombed.

Expensive antique vases, lamps, tea sets, cups, etc., everything that could be dropped was smashed to pieces.

Even the bulky sofa shifted and turned over on the floor...

It can be said that in the entire room, there is not a single item that is still the same.

Mrs. De was shocked again.

Now, what kind of anger is admired by fan to make the room like this? !

After searching for a while, Mrs. De just saw a tall and tall black figure standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, blending with the night outside the window, imposing, cold and aloof, and at the same time lonely...

Quietly, standing by the window, motionless, like a statue.

It took a while for Mrs. De to come to her senses, and walked in quickly, standing behind the shadow, stopped her pace, and said eagerly: "Young master, the young mistress is in a bad mood, and she is squatting in the garden crying for no reason, look... Do you want to go and have a look?!"

Admire Fan not moving.

Mrs. De frowned, and shouted again: "Master?!"

After a long time, Yang Mufan said coldly: "It's none of my business if she cries?! Also, who told you that she is the young mistress?!"

"..." Upon hearing this, Mrs. De choked on her own saliva.

Sure enough, there was a quarrel.

Mrs. De was silent for a while, and then asked tentatively in a low voice again: "Eldest young master, what will Miss Mu do?! She is covered in blood, from the fourth floor to the garden, all the way..."

She worried that if the bleeding did not stop, Mu Wanqing would die.

However, Yang Mufan suddenly shouted angrily: "Whether she is dead or alive, does she have anything to do with me?! Even if she dies in the garden, so what?! Mrs. De, you should do your own thing well." , If you feel that there are too few things to do, and you are too busy, I have a lot of things that I need you to do." Mu Wanqing didn't know why she was crying.

She walked into the garden, and suddenly covered her face and wept without warning.

Mrs. De, who had been following her all the time, saw her crying hysterically, and was immediately terrified: "Eldest young mistress, what's wrong with you?! Don't cry, okay?! Does the wound hurt?! Wait, I'll go Call Eldest Young Master, I'll be right back..."

With that said, Mrs. De turned around and ran towards the themed villa.

Mu Wanqing covered her face with her hands, crystal clear tears overflowed from between her fingers, one after another, and fell to the ground with a "pat~pat".

In the dead of night, it is extraordinarily loud and harsh.

She knew that she was crying because the Mu Wanqing from the past sneaked out again to make trouble in her vulnerable world, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, and stinging her severely...

*************************************************

Mrs. De rushed to the master bedroom on the fourth floor.

The door was found ajar.

She knocked on the door carefully and waited patiently for a moment, but there was no response from inside.

"Master, are you in there?! Master?!" Mrs. De shouted in a low voice.

At the door, she stood for a while before Mrs. De opened the door and entered.

The moment I opened the door, I found that the bedroom didn't even turn on a wall lamp.

Total darkness.

When the door was opened, a little light from the corridor was projected in.

Through the dim light, she saw: the whole room was in a mess, as messy as if it had been bombed.

Expensive antique vases, lamps, tea sets, cups, etc., everything that could be dropped was smashed to pieces.

Even the bulky sofa shifted and turned over on the floor...

It can be said that in the entire room, there is not a single item that is still the same.

Mrs. De was shocked again.

Now, what kind of anger is admired by fan to make the room like this? !

After searching for a while, Mrs. De just saw a tall and tall black figure standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, blending with the night outside the window, imposing, cold and aloof, and at the same time lonely...

Quietly, standing by the window, motionless, like a statue.

It took a while for Mrs. De to come to her senses, and walked in quickly, standing behind the shadow, stopped her pace, and said eagerly: "Young master, the young mistress is in a bad mood, and she is squatting in the garden crying for no reason, look... Do you want to go and have a look?!"

Admire Fan not moving.

Mrs. De frowned, and shouted again: "Master?!"

After a long time, Yang Mufan said coldly: "It's none of my business if she cries?! Also, who told you that she is the young mistress?!"

"..." Upon hearing this, Mrs. De choked on her own saliva.

Sure enough, there was a quarrel.

Mrs. De was silent for a while, and then asked tentatively in a low voice again: "Eldest young master, what will Miss Mu do?! She is covered in blood, from the fourth floor to the garden, all the way..."

She worried that if the bleeding did not stop, Mu Wanqing would die.

However, Yang Mufan suddenly shouted angrily: "Whether she is dead or alive, does she have anything to do with me?! Even if she dies in the garden, so what?! Mrs. De, you should do your own thing well." , If you feel that there are too few things to do, and you are too busy, I have a lot of things that I need you to do."