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

Admire Fan withdrew his gaze and looked at the boundless darkness outside the window. Against the background of the light, his deep eyes burst out with a trembling cunning and cold light, which was colder and colder than the night...

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At nightfall, there is a thin and soft drizzle in the sky.

Mu Wanqing was like an unconscious, soulless puppet, frozen outside the big iron gate of the Xishang courtyard, motionless, expressionless.

Although the rain was not very heavy, but standing there for a long time, her long black hair was already soaked, sticking messily to her pale and colorless face, desolate and miserable.

The streetlight at the door, blurred and dim, slanted down from mid-air, making the shadow of her already thin and slender body thinner and longer.

The drizzle condensed into a thin mist in the air, like layers of criss-crossed tulle, tightly bound her net, unable to break free.

At night, it was silent, peaceful and quiet, with only the "rustling" sound of the breeze blowing through the treetops from time to time.

Mu Wanqing stared at Xi Shangyuan without blinking her eyes. The street lamps inside were obviously many times brighter than other places, but when they fell into her eyes, they were so dim.

Autumn is getting stronger and everything is withering. It is destined to be bleak and defeated. As far as the eye can see, it is full of lifeless dead branches and leaves, full of devastation.

Mu Wanqing only felt cold.

That kind of coldness penetrates deep into the bone marrow and into the soul, making life worse than death, like Lingchi.

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When Mrs. De came out holding an umbrella for the third time, Mu Wanqing's eyes flickered faintly.

"Miss Mu, you'd better go back. Don't be persistent anymore, the young master is determined not to let you in, why bother." Mrs. De frowned and covered a black umbrella over Mu Wanqing's head, and took it A dry towel was handed to her.

Mu Wanqing didn't move or speak, just stood there stubbornly.

Admire Fan has always been a domineering and powerful existence.

Once there is something about his intervention, no matter how strong and meticulous the counterattack is, it will be useless.

She really didn't know what else to do besides staying closest to her son.

Seeing that she was so stubborn and unmoved, Mrs. De couldn't help sighing.

Sometimes, she really felt that the personalities of Admire Fan and Mu Wanqing were really similar from a certain angle and aspect.

One is so strong that he can talk about everything, but he just doesn't get in; the other is soft and weak, but once he locks on the target, he will never give up until he reaches his goal.

The two confronted each other, and now there was a good show to watch.

Mrs. De stuffed the rainwater into Mu Wanqing's hands: "Miss Mu, you have known the eldest young master for such a long time, and you should know his temper better than all of us. The body is your own, why should you take your own?" Are you kidding me about your health?! What should you do? Make up your own mind."

After speaking earnestly and earnestly, Mrs. De didn't dare to stay any longer, turned around and walked inside.

At the moment when the iron gate was slammed shut, Mu Wanqing suddenly asked loudly: "Sister-in-law De, can you tell me how An An is doing now?! Did she fall ill again?!"

Just now she saw a large group of doctors and nurses entering Xi Shang Hospital...