The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 239 No Betrayal
Jun Ling ignored him, turned around abruptly in his arms and closed his eyes with his back to him.

He was too tired, so even if he went back to Jun's house, his family would worry, so he might as well rest here before going back. Thinking of this, Jun Ling closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Mu Shaocheng waited for a long time without waiting for Jun Ling's answer, and then looked up to see that she was already asleep. He touched the necklace hanging around his neck, pursed his lips, and quietly got up from the bed.

The past few days have been busy with Jun Ling and Mao Mao, and they have never been to the hospital. Seeing that Jun Ling won't wake up for a while, Mu Shaocheng went to the hospital.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me I had a son when I got back?"

Not only at that time, but in the past three years, mother and son met many times, but Mrs. Mu didn't even remind her.

The daily rehabilitation treatment is in place, and Mrs. Mu's condition has improved a lot now, and she can already sit in a wheelchair and be pushed out by the nurse for a walk every day.

Hearing what Mu Shaocheng said, she turned around and glanced at him. The son was still her own, cold and devoted, and she asked, "Do you not know if you have a son?"

"I……"

"I remember being with your father at that time. I didn't even know I was pregnant, but he already knew it. We found out after we went to the hospital for an examination that we were indeed pregnant for one month." Mrs. Mu smiled and looked into the distance, her old There was warmth in her eyes. Her husband passed away many years ago, but she still missed her. It was a kind of light called love.

Mu Shaocheng didn't know what to say for a moment. He used to think that love would turn into family affection after a long time, and that this kind of relationship would last longer than love. But only after meeting his mother did he realize that love can actually last for so many years. It can also be a person's love, such as his mother, his father-in-law.

"I really don't know."

It's not that he's complaining about Jun Ling, it's just that he really thought that the absolute essence medicine was real, and for so many years, he hasn't had any other women, and he never thought about verifying the authenticity of Jun Ling's words. Now that he thinks about it, it should be Let her speak in a moment of anger.

"You don't know about Jun Ling's health. Do you know what will happen if the wall of the uterus is thin? If the child grows rapidly during pregnancy, the uterus is likely to rupture. At that time, neither the adult nor the child will be able to survive." Mrs. Mu glanced at him, and then said: "Maomao is a child born by Jun Ling. No matter what, our Mu family owes her, and you owe her. Shaocheng, you can't give birth to this child." Go grab it."

"I will not."

"It's not that Mom doesn't want you to fulfill the responsibilities of a father, it's not that she doesn't want you to try the happiness of a father, but you have to know that Mao Mao is Jun Ling's life. And, as a mother, I think you can be happy, and your children and grandchildren will be happy." A full house is of course good, but if you can’t, I would like to have someone who can accompany you, understand your suffering, and understand your worries.”

Some doubts in his heart were finally resolved, Mu Shaocheng squatted down beside Mrs. Mu, held his mother's hand and said, "Mom, I know, don't think too much about it."

After talking with his mother for a while, Mu Shaocheng thought about Jun Ling who was still sleeping at home, and prepared to go home after having lunch with his mother.

As soon as he arrived at the underground parking lot of the hospital, he saw Mao Mao sitting on his car with his short legs dangling, his small face tensed, guarded and stubborn, and he could faintly see what he was insisting on.

He paused slightly, walked up, and stretched out his hand to hug him off the car, but he didn't want Mao Mao to twist around to hide, his fleshy little body slid down the car, and he looked up at the car solemnly. I, "Young Master Mu, my mommy hasn't come back since she went out last night, did you leave her behind?"

The sad expression on Mu Shaocheng's face relaxed, at least he used to stay instead of detain, otherwise, he would be really terrible in his heart, right?
Thinking of this, he smiled wryly, and slowly squatted down, "Well, your mommy is at our house, do you want to go and see?"

"Young Master Mu used the wrong word. That's your home, not my and Mommy's home."

He didn't know exactly what happened to those things six years ago, but in the past two years, after being sensible, he also investigated a lot of general investigations, and he was even more familiar with the things that made his mother sad.

Mu Shaocheng was slapped in the face again, but he just stiffened, "That's my home, and it will be your and Mommy's home in the future. If you don't want to live there, we can live in the old house with grandma in the future. The old house is the cleanest .”

The so-called cleanliness means that no other woman has ever stayed here inexplicably, at least it won't make Jun Ling feel uncomfortable.

However, Mao Mao just hummed, "You don't have to tell me these things, where is your home? I'm going to see my mommy now."

"I'm going home, why don't we go together." Mu Shaocheng knew that some things couldn't be done overnight, just like the relationship between father and son needs a little maintenance.

Without giving Mao Mao a chance to refuse, he opened the car door and hugged him in, and pulled his seat belt to help him fasten. He also got in the car and started the car. He glanced at the rearview mirror and was tense. Mao Mao with a small face.

He didn't blame him for protecting Jun Ling a lot. He was brought up by Jun Ling since he was a child. If he didn't have any feelings for his mother, then he wouldn't know how to cultivate a father-son relationship with him.

"These years...how have you been living?" His voice was steady, but he was very disturbed.

Mao Mao's little wave-like head turned twice and then glanced at him, "It's good, Mommy loves me very much."

Mu Shaocheng could tell that this was definitely the truth, otherwise Jun Ling wouldn't have come to him angrily after he sent the gun to Mao Mao yesterday. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but thank Xiao A for coming. , and only he was with him the whole time, and only he had this opportunity.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his head. Surprisingly, Mao Mao didn't dodge it, and he continued, "Are you still used to it when you come back?"

"My mommy said, don't develop a habit easily. It only takes 21 days to form a habit, but it takes a lifetime to quit. So, it's the same everywhere."

"..."

He was very surprised to hear this sentence. If the former Jun Ling could have said such a thing, she always moved forward in the face of difficulties.

"Young Master Mu, I want to know if you have ever betrayed my mommy? If so, you should stop pestering her and let her relax a bit. Even if you just put a grain of rice in her eyes She will kill you, not to mention that you are absolutely knowingly committing the crime."

"What if not?"

"No, I advise you not to get entangled, because she often says a word, good horses don't turn back."

Mu Shaocheng: "..."

So the central idea is: Young Master Mu, stay away from my mommy!

"It's impossible!" He gave him a serious and persistent look, "Mao Mao, I can't give your mommy to another man, nor can I watch her with another man. So, in this life, whether she wants to or not, she can only be with me."

After saying this, she was so domineering that Mao Mao couldn't help puffing out her small chest and asked, "What did you do to my mommy?"

Mu Shaocheng smiled slightly, "It's not good for a child to ask this. We are husband and wife. What do you think we can do?"

"you you……"

Having said what should be said and what should not be said, Mao Mao's face turned red with anger, his chest heaved, and he wished he could find something to slap him to death, "How could you do this?"

"Mao Mao, you will understand when you grow up. If you speak from the standpoint of a man, Mao Mao, I have never betrayed your mommy. She is not the person who is late in my life, and she is not me. As a third person in the world of relationships with others, she has always been able to straighten her chest and take it for granted that you are my son, the only son in my life, and this will not change whether you admit it or not."

Mao Mao's body trembled, and the fingers that were playing with each other even pinched herself in a daze for a moment.

"Then can you guarantee that you never betrayed my mommy psychologically, spiritually, or in reality?"

"of course."

"why?"

He asked without thinking, but Mu Shaocheng understood. He rubbed his head with his big hand again, and seeing Mao Mao's impatient expression, he said, "When you grow up, you will find that if If you really have someone in your heart, you won't be interested in any other women."

What is accommodation and what is accommodation?

Because I love her, I am willing to accommodate, and because she is not here, I don't want to accommodate others.

The words were too meaningful to be understood by Mao Mao's age, but he nodded for a while, "I believe in you."

Mu Shaocheng breathed a sigh of relief, it was not easy for his son to believe it.

The car stopped downstairs. When getting off the car, Mao Mao didn't refuse Mu Shaocheng's hand, but let go of him after getting off the car, and followed him with his hands in his pockets. .

When the two of them entered the house, the room was full of sunlight, Jun Ling was still awake, and there was no sound in the whole house.

Mao Mao looked around, and Mu Shaocheng accompanied him to explore downstairs with great interest. After reading it, Mao Mao secretly gave her thumbs up. In fact, liking is just like this. She is willing to take everything she likes. to her face.

In the past few years, even though Jun Ling hadn't said anything, he could still see that Jun Ling was obsessed with certain things in his consciousness, for example, this kind of thing with the style of Parisian spires turned out to be the water glass she used here .

After turning around, Mao Mao asked, "Where's my mommy?"

"Sleep upstairs." Mu Shaocheng raised his finger, completely forgetting that the marks on Jun Ling's body couldn't be seen at all.

Mao Mao threw down the small schoolbag and ran upstairs, Jun Ling slept for more than three hours and was about to wake up. He just wanted to open his eyes when he heard the sound, but he didn't want Xiao Baozi's body to press down on her all of a sudden. , Jun Ling suddenly let out an "ow".

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

The cry was so shrill that Mao Mao was so frightened that she rolled and fell off her body.

Mu Shaocheng, who followed closely, picked up his body that was almost in close contact with the carpet, and felt a little guilty when he saw Jun Ling's knuckles between his brows.

Jun Ling gave him a hateful look, it's all your fault!
This time, all her drowsiness was gone. Looking at Mao Mao who was struggling to get off Mu Shaocheng, she beckoned and pulled the child to her side, "Why are you here, Mao Mao?"

"You don't come home at night, is there any reason for you?" Mao Mao said, poking the marks on her body with his chubby hand.

(End of this chapter)