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

After a long time, she asked in a trembling voice: "Mu Fan, tell me, is it because of Mu Wanqing that you refused to marry me?! From the first time you saw her back home, have you already decided not to marry me?" Want me?! Don't you still forget her?! In your heart, you still love her, right?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Xiaorou immediately turned her head to look at the man standing beside her, who was looking down at her from a high position.

Instead, she continued to ask: "Why did you let Mu Wanqing live in Xi Shangyuan?! Admire Fan, Mu Wanqing and I, who do you choose?!"

Yang Mufan looked at her with mournful and desperate eyes in her loneliness, her thick sword eyebrows were deeply and tightly frowned immediately, and there was a sly dark light flickering at the bottom of her deep eyes.

He pursed his cold thin lips, and after a long silence, he explained heavily: "Xiao Rou, you think too much. The reason why I let Mu Wanqing live here is really not for any purpose, it's purely for An An's well-being. .His operation is coming soon, and I don't want to affect the quality of the operation. As for whether I still love her, I can tell you very clearly: I have not loved her for a long time. "

"Since we don't love each other anymore, let's get married." After hearing this, Wen Xiaorou said quickly.

"..." When Yang Mufan heard this, he fell silent again.His sword eyebrows were almost twisted into a twist.

Yang Mufan didn't know why: he really hoped to end up with Wen Xiaorou before.

However, when Wen Xiaorou really agreed to marry him, he hesitated again. .

Even he himself didn't know why he hesitated.

Wen Xiaorou waited for a long time but did not get an answer from Admiral Fan. When she looked up at him, she found that not only his face, but even his usually deep and blurred black eyes were shining with a hesitant and uncertain light. Her eye circles immediately turned red , looked away, and with a hoarse and slender voice, said weakly: "I understand. Yang Mofan, I'm very tired and want to rest, you go out first."

"What do you want for dinner?! I'll bring it to you..."

"No need!!!" Wen Xiaorou interrupted him with an accentuated tone.

Yang Mufan immediately lost his voice.He stared at her for a long time, then said indifferently, "Then you have a good rest", and then walked away without looking back.

Wen Xiaorou looked at his tall and straight back, disappeared through the door, and immediately sneered at himself.

But she smiled and laughed, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

Is it purely for An'an? !

Can he pat his chest and promise that it is 'just' out of admiration for Anhao, and there is no other reason? !

And has he ever thought: Why is he so nice to Admire An? !

If Yang Mu An was the son of another woman, if his mother was not Mu Wanqing, he would still take the initiative to admit that he was Yang Mu An, and would he still be so kind to Yang Mu An? !

The answer is: no.

Based on her understanding of Wen Xiaorou's three years of spending time with Yang Mufan day and night: that man is indifferent and bloodthirsty, when he becomes cold, he is supercilious and doesn't even care about his own life.

Would he care about a son who was born to a woman he didn't love? !Will he take a look? !

The result must be: kill as fast as you can.

But the fact is: he obviously cares more about Yang Mu An than he loves Yang Mu Sheng; he loves Yang Mu An more than he loves Yang Mu Sheng, I don't know how many times.

Ever since he found out that he admired An's son, when did he take a look at Sheng Sheng? !

The more Wen Xiaorou thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and the more she wanted to cry, her chest seemed to be hit hard by a huge invisible hammer, one after another.

It hurt her so much that she was about to suffocate.

From the first time she met Yang Mofan, from the moment he said to her, "I will take care of you and protect you from now on", she never expected that this man would love herself wholeheartedly.

She is very clear.

It has always been very clear: this man is beyond his control, and he cannot love him.

However, she still watched herself helplessly: sinking bit by bit, until now she couldn't extricate herself.

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Seven o'clock in the evening.

Mu Wanqing woke up from starvation.

Opening her eyes in a daze, looking at the hazy and unfamiliar navy-style room structure in the dim light, her head was too dull to react.

She was confused and didn't know where she was.

She didn't wake up suddenly until she heard the "mother" cry of admiration for Ann.

"Are you awake?!" Mu Wanqing reached out to grab her son.

"An An is hungry." Admire An's short arms, hugging Mu Wanqing's neck, kissing Mu Wanqing's face non-stop with her warm mouth, "Mom, An An If you want to eat fish soup, you can help An An make it, okay?!"

After the fever subsides, the appetite of the patients will increase greatly, even if the health is not very good, Yang Muan will do the same.

Mu Wanqing felt that she had always known how to be content since she was a child.

But she had never felt so satisfied before.

Just a kiss from her son, or a soft plea, she already felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

She nodded, put her face on her son's, and said with a smile, "Okay. Mom will make it for you now, okay?! Ann, sleep a little longer."

Admiring An An, she yelled: "An An has slept very full and full. I want to stay with my mother and watch her make fish soup. When An An grows up, she can get a cooking table, and An An will also cook fish soup for her mother." .”

"..." After hearing her son's words, Mu Wanqing's heart was so soft that it almost melted into a puddle of water.

She clasped the hand of her son's small body and involuntarily increased her strength.

In the dark room, she hugged her son silently, feeling his presence quietly. After a long time, she whispered: "Then An An made an agreement with her mother. When her mother gets old and can't cook by herself, An An should be considerate." Help mom cook what mom likes to eat, okay?!"

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After Yang Mufan took a shower, she was going downstairs to have dinner, but as soon as she reached the stairs on the first floor, she heard the commotion from the kitchen.

He wrinkled his beautiful sword eyebrows, and walked over in confusion to see what happened.

As a result, before he reached the kitchen, he saw from a distance: the short and small Yang Muan, standing on a dining chair, saw Mu Wanqing adding his favorite ingredients to the fish soup while cooking, he He yelled with excitement.

"Mom, add a little more shrimp, and I still want to eat ham. Mom, why did you put just a few mushrooms?! Huh, An An wants to eat a lot of mushrooms."

Ps: This chapter is 2000 words, count as two chapters.mwah.