Mu Wanqing was really speechless.Didn't you just say "sister"? !Can this little thing's reaction not be too violent? !This contrast is too big.

……

At ten o'clock in the morning, Mu Wanqing took Yang Muan to Tang Moyu's house.

On the way there, she called Tang Moyu several times, but there was no answer.

Mu Wanqing heard the busy sound from the other end of the phone, and her slender willow eyebrows almost twisted into twists.

What does Tang Moyu mean by not answering the phone? !

Is there anything wrong? !

Or, something happened to Mu Xiaoni, he was ashamed and didn't have the guts to answer her call? !

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing felt that her whole heart was suspended high at once.

She let go of the hand holding Yang Mu'an, motioned him to fasten his seat belt, and then urged the driver: "Excuse me, can you drive faster?!"

When the driver heard this, he was a little embarrassed.

You know, Yang Mufan has already issued an order that the six drivers in the family must slow down when they are carrying the young master.

If he drove too fast and frightened the young master, wouldn't he still be dead? !

However, Mu Wanqing was in such a hurry, and he didn't dare to offend Mu Wanqing casually.

After thinking about it, after thinking about it, he finally decided to speed up.

Anyway, Yang Mufan is not in City A recently, so if he speeds up once, he probably won't know.

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Half an hour later, the black car creaked, and after a beautiful tail swing, it braked firmly.

The driver turned his head and smiled triumphantly at Mu Wanqing: "Miss Mu, we're here."

Mu Wanqing, who was dizzy from being shaken, took a while to recover.

She nodded repeatedly, thanked her, and eagerly helped Yang Muan unbuckle her seat belt, then got out of the car, rushed outside Tang Moyu's villa, and knocked heavily on the door.

However, no matter how she knocked, it was quiet inside without any sound.

Now Mu Wanqing became anxious, and her uneasiness became more and more intense.

Just when she was about to open the window and go in for a look, the heavy wooden door suddenly opened slowly with a "creak~", and at the same time, a little head with messy hair poked out.

"Mommy..." The moment Mu Xiaoni saw Mu Wanqing, she froze for a moment, then rushed towards her emotionally.

Mu Wanqing hugged Mu Xiaoni, her brows were tightly furrowed, and then she relaxed a little.

She asked while touching her little head. Of course, she was also extremely dissatisfied. She asked Tang Moyu to take care of her. How did Tang Moyu take care of her? !

"Did you just get up?! Why is your hair so messy?! Where's Uncle Tang? He's not at home?!"

Mu Xiaoni hugged Mu Wanqing's waist, rolled her big black eyes, thought and thought, and finally just dragged her to the villa.

……

The moment Mu Wanqing went to Tang Moyu's room, a strong smell of alcohol hit her face, which was extremely pungent.

She frowned and looked at the man who was neither human nor ghost, the man lying on the floor sleeping soundly, speechless to the extreme.

It's only been a few days since I haven't seen him, how did he become like this, looking like he was abandoned and hurt by a woman.

With a gloomy face, Mu Wanqing stood silently at the door for a while, then stepped forward, raised her foot, and kicked it out fiercely: "Tang Moyu, shit, get up!!!!"

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