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

After saying that, Mu Wanqing was about to get up, but was held down by Tang Moyu: "Enough Mu Wanqing!!!!"

Between Tang Moyu's eyebrows, there was a biting cold air gushing out ferociously.

He stared straight at Mu Wanqing, who seemed a little frightened, and realized that his tone was too harsh, so he said in a soft tone: "Don't look at An An's photos, let alone think about everything about An An, you know Tonight, how many times have you looked at the photos alone?! You have watched them twenty times!!!"

"Facing An An's photo, obsessed with obsession, what's the point?! Could it be that if you just look at An An's photo without eating or drinking, that man will return An An to you, and An An will return to you?!"

Tang Moyu was really angry.

Mu Wanqing had no idea why Tang Moyu was so angry.

She stared at him with innocent and terrified eyes, returned to the bed, and then... hugged the photo box, turned around, and wanted to see An An's photo again.

Seeing Tang Moyu, he was even more furious.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed the box forcefully.

Seeing her, Mu Wanqing yelled excitedly, "Why are you snatching my photo?!"

"Give me back An An's photo!!"

"Tang Moyu, don't take An An away, give An An back to me!!!!"

"Tang Moyu!!!"

Mu Wanqing rushed towards Tang Moyu like crazy, and when she snatched back the photo, she immediately jumped to the corner farthest away from Tang Moyu and huddled, and with all her strength, she pressed the box against her chest.

Tang Moyu caught sight of her staring at him warily, her thin body trembling violently from fear.

Seeing this scene, Tang Moyu felt very uncomfortable.

He stood there with his thin lips tightly pressed, and for a long time, he walked slowly closer with his slender legs.

Mu Wanqing hugged the box tightly, then cried and said, "Tang Moyu, don't take An An's photo away. The only thing I can see now is his photo. Tang Moyu, I miss you too much." Thinking of An'an, thinking of me, I don't know what to do. Tang Moyu, don't worry about me, even if I fall into hell, don't bother me. Tang Moyu, I dreamed of An'an again last night, and he sat obediently in the living room, Eat my boiled fish soup with relish..."

Tang Moyu paused in front of Mu Wanqing, seeing her so fragile, his heart ached unbearably.

Raising his hand, he smoothed her increasingly dull and yellowing hair, and said in a low voice, "I don't mean to take away An An's photos, I just want you to calm down. Let's look at An An's photos every day. Mu Wanqing, even if there is no An An in the world, our life must continue, right?!"

But Mu Wanqing shook her head fiercely, just kept shouting: "You don't understand, you don't understand anything."

Since having An An, she will never have that terrible nightmare again.

She knew that God must have pity on her to give back the child she had lost.

Tang Moyu asked patiently, "Wanqing, you must not lose An'an, right?!"

Mu Wanqing nodded fiercely.

"Look, even if we want to file a lawsuit against Yang Mufan for the custody of An An, you have to be capable, right?! Not to mention anything else, we can't be too poor in terms of financial ability. We must make the judge feel that An An will follow suit. You, at least he has no worries about his life." Tang Moyu analyzed carefully, "For An An, you should work harder and live a better life, so that you can take better care of him, what do you think?!"