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

After Mu Wanqing sent Diaper to school and came back, she sat in the garden all day in a daze.

One. Night. After the continuous light rain, in the afternoon of the second day, the gloomy sky seeped wisps of golden sunlight.

Mu Wanqing was lying on the exquisite retro European-style round table, her cheeks resting on her small hands, and she was staring at the delicate and beautiful flowers fluttering in the wind in the flower garden.

She didn't even know what she was thinking.

His mind was filled with replays of admiring Fan Fan's way of combing Mu Xiaoni's hair in the morning.

Rigorous, serious, as always: meticulous.

His handsome, straight eyebrows are slightly drawn; his dark eyes are full of concentration; his movements are skillful and gentle.

Perhaps it is that kind of picture, which is too tense, which makes people prone to hallucinations and associations.

Mu Wanqing couldn't control herself, so she didn't think about what would happen to Yang Mufan if he had his own child.

Will he coax the child, will he bathe the child, will he tell the child a story...

And when he gets angry, will he beat and slap the child like all violent fathers...

Can he be a competent and good father...

In the past, Mu Wanqing would probably have decided that Yang Mifan had neither love nor conscience, and would definitely be the worst bad father in the world.

But through what happened this morning, she completely denied such thoughts.

After Mrs. De ordered the maids to clean the main house, she led them to the garden, intending to take care of the potted plants and flowers.

However, just after arriving in the garden, she saw Mu Wanqing lying on the table from a distance, giggling nonstop.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. De couldn't help but feel...horrified.

"Miss Mu, did something good happen to make you smile so happily?!"

"..." Mu Wanqing was startled by the sudden questioning voice. The moment she regained her senses, she immediately suppressed the smile on her face and replied calmly, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of a very funny thing." Just a joke."

Mrs. De didn't believe it at all, and asked with a smile on her face: "Miss Mu, you shouldn't be thinking about a joke, but about the young master, right?!"

Such brows and eyes all contain the tenderness and shyness unique to girls, which is definitely not the expression you should have when you think of a joke.

Mu Wanqing was taken aback, she never imagined that Mrs. De could see through her mind at a glance.He stared at her in astonishment for a moment, then gritted his teeth and quibbled: "How?! Who would think about that perverted bastard?!"

When she looked at Mrs. De again, she found that she was still smiling and looking at her mysteriously and passionately. Mu Wanqing immediately blushed and felt guilty. She frowned and was distressed for a few seconds before she suddenly realized and said : "Suddenly remembered that I still have important matters to deal with, and I need to go out again..."

As she said that, without waiting for Mrs. De to speak, Mu Wanqing rushed into the villa as if fleeing for her life.

Sao De looked at her fleeing back, and the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually deepened.

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in the afternoon.

Mu Wanqing was bored and wandered around the busiest commercial street in City G.

Carrying a bag and stepping on eight-centimeter single shoes, she walked slowly.