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

Speaking of this, Wen Xiaorou's tone suddenly paused, she turned her head and looked straight at Mu Wanqing, and then said word by word, very seriously and firmly: "Once you get back the custody, Miss Mu, you have to take An An with you Walk as far as you can, and never appear in front of Mu Fan again. Can you do it?!"

"..." Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing's big black and white eyes and brown pupils suddenly contracted. She stared straight at Wen Xiaorou, pursed her red lips and looked at Wen Xiaorou for a long while before she said, "If... I disagree?!"

Wen Xiaorou smiled indifferently, harmlessly and warmly: "Miss Mu, you should think carefully before making a decision. I asked you to talk about this matter today, and I have thought about it many times. You don't agree, it's just that you see Mu Fan now If you try your best to be good to An An, then have you ever thought that after I have many children with him, will he still treat An An well?!"

Wen Xiaorou's voice was neither high nor low, neither urgent nor slow, crisp and pleasant to the ears, very pleasant to hear.

But when it fell into Mu Wanqing's ear, it pierced her eardrum, causing tearing pain after burst of pain.

Wen Xiaorou took the pliers and threw a cube of sugar into the coffee. Seeing that Mu Wanqing had no intention of speaking, she continued: "Miss Mu, forgive me for saying something unpleasant. As a woman, you should Clear: Most of the time, what men love is not just their own children, but... they will choose who gave birth to this child. In other words: I don’t know, have you ever heard a word called ' Love house and black'. Maybe Mu Fan used to love An An very much because he loves you, but now he only loves me, a woman in his heart, eyes and mind. Even if he likes him, he will only love you. She prefers my child more. What does Ms. Mu think?!"

"..." After hearing this, Mu Wanqing forced herself to put on a false mask of composure, which was finally shattered. Her palm-sized face was as ugly as dead ashes, without the slightest trace of blood, and her thin lips were pursed into a straight line. Trembling uncontrollably.

She did not deny at all that what Wen Xiaorou said was extremely reasonable.

Men are like this. If they know that the woman they love madly is pregnant, they will be ecstatic;

For a man with a strong desire to control subjective consciousness like the one who admires Fan, would he love a child born to him by a woman who can only be regarded as having loved in the past? !

In fact, many times, Mu Wanqing has not been able to figure out whether she has ever loved her sincerely in this life.

Isn't it sad? !

Seeing Mu Wanqing's aura being crushed by herself bit by bit, the corners of Wen Xiaorou's mouth raised higher and higher, and the smile in his eyes became more dazzling.

She said: "Miss Mu, I'm not targeting you, but discussing the matter with you. I hope you don't take it to heart. Secondly, you should think about it. Instead of following me and Mu Fan, looking at me, him, and us The child who enjoys family happiness every day, but he is excluded from the world, how lonely and uncomfortable?! Even if we are willing to open our hearts to him, he will hide himself deep in his heart, or circle himself in On a lonely island. Would you like to see your son like this?! Of course, I don’t deny it at all. I have no selfishness in letting you take An’an away. I like An’an very much, but after all, I just like it. Women are selfish, especially in front of the man they love the most. They hope that the love a man will give her is: wholehearted, single-minded, and overwhelming. I am no exception. I hope you can understand me. As for Regarding property inheritance, Ms. Mu, how much do you want, please make a price..."

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Mu Wanqing didn't know how she left the cafe.

I don't even know how she got back to Xi Shangyuan, and where she went and what she did before going back.

She only knew that when she regained her composure, she was already sitting on the edge of Yang Mi'an's little bed, looking at her son who had fallen into a deep sleep without blinking.

And, at some point in her hand, there was a piece of copper with three small, medium and large handprints printed on it.

This family portrait fingerprint was made by the hospital for An An on the day she made her voice.

That day, she searched the Internet for a long time, and finally found out that Yang Mofan had donated a large amount of money to a charity organization. In order to thank him, the charity organization printed his handprint and hung it on the celebrity wall at the entrance.

After she came out of the hospital, she made a special trip there to copy his fingerprints.

After going back and forth for three full months, I finally got this three handprints.

No one knew how miserable she was squatting there when she got the copper product from the hospital and hugged the crying admirer...

On the one hand, she was happy that the family of three finally had something to commemorate, to prove that they were a family.

On the other hand, she felt very uncomfortable, especially when she thought that during the hospitalization, the mother in the bed next to her gave birth, and the husband of the mother went to get her fingerprints on the day of delivery.

They got the copper products in less than three days.

Mu Wanqing still can't forget how happy the three of them were sitting next to her that day, the small chattering, mixed with the whining and chirping of a baby, reflected obliquely from the window. The golden sunset, how warm and bright the scene is.

That day, she secretly fantasized about ten times in her heart, if there were admirers, would their family be like this...

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When Yang Mufan went home that day, it was already late at night.

Full of alcohol.

Mu Wanqing was standing by the window of her son's room, and when she heard the sound of a car stalling in the yard, she quickly poked her head out and looked down.

I saw two bodyguards helping the tottering Yang Mifan to get out of the car. Before taking a few steps, Yang Mufan squatted in the flowerbed beside her and vomited.

She was about to rush down to take a look, but she was not allowed to take any action when she saw a slender white figure rushing out of the villa...

Ps: 2000 words, count as 2 chapters.