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

"..." Mu Wanqing felt a twinge in her heart when she heard her son's question.She didn't know how to tell her son: It's not that my uncle doesn't like him, it's just that... he likes Sheng Sheng more.

Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes and stared at her son for a long time, eyes full of hurt and grievances. It took her a while to reply: "An An, it's not that uncle doesn't like you, but that uncle fell asleep and he didn't answer the phone. You Look how tired my uncle is. He is busy with so much business in the company every day. An An, we have made an agreement with our mother that we must be strong and independent. When uncle has no time to accompany us, we must take care of ourselves and not trouble him. Okay?! Be obedient, so uncle will like us more."

"..." Yang Mu'an didn't speak, but burst into tears.

Mu Wanqing could not stop crying when she heard her son's heartbroken cry.

A smart son, maybe he understands something.

But... She still wanted to lie to herself, her son was crying, not because he knew something, but because he lost his temper purely.

In the world, the most hurtful thing is not the parting of life and death, not the miserable abandonment, but... the naked truth.

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the next day.

Yang Mufan went to the company in the morning, hurriedly finished the day's affairs, and then went to the hospital.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mu Wanqing sitting on the sofa drinking chicken soup with her arms in her arms.

As Yang Mufan walked in, she took off her coat, loosened her tie, and unbuttoned her sleeves.

"I'll feed An An." Yang Mufan hung his coat on the hanger, then sat down beside Mu Wanqing, reaching out to hug An An, "Uncle, I have time in the afternoon, so I'll take you out to play, okay?! An An Where do you want to play?!"

But before his hand touched Yang Mu'an, Yang Mu'an had already avoided it.

"Mom, I don't want my uncle to hug me." Yang Muan hugged Mu Wanqing's neck tightly, hiding away from Yang Mufan.

Admire Fan frowned.Obviously, he didn't understand what happened to his son.Before he left the hospital yesterday, he was obviously fine.how……

When Mu Wanqing looked at Mu Fan, her eyes were erratic and dim. She touched her son's back and whispered in his ear: "An An, go and let your uncle hug you."

Yang Muan pointed her buttocks and the back of her head at Yang Mufan, her attitude was extremely firm: "No. I don't want him to hug you."

"An An..." Mu Wanqing frowned.

Yang Mufan didn't force it, took a step back and said, "Okay, uncle won't hug you, let mom hug you, uncle will feed you chicken soup, okay?!"

Saying that, Yang Mufan had already taken the chicken soup from Mu Wanqing's hand, went around to sit on the other side of the sofa, coaxed him, and spooned the chicken soup to his mouth.

Yang Mu'an twitched a few times, seeing that Yang Mufan was still forcing him to drink the chicken soup, he immediately became short-tempered, waved his hand arrogantly, spilled the chicken soup everywhere, then opened his throat and yelled emotionally.

Mu Wanqing had never seen her son like this before, she was frightened immediately, she quickly picked him up, and asked softly: "An'an, what's wrong with you?! Why are you losing your temper?! Uncle feed you chicken soup, yes For your own good, even if you don’t drink it, you should say thank you, and then tell your uncle why you don’t drink chicken soup. It’s very rude to spill chicken soup all over your uncle, you know?! Hurry up, apologize to uncle!!”