Lucky wife: let me spoil you, girl

"But the baby is so scared. The ground is so black. The baby's mouth and nose are all dirt. The baby can't see anything..."

"Don't turn the baby into a seed, and don't grow a lot of things."

The little guy began to cry, and then began to dance about his experience of almost becoming a seed sprouting.

Wen Wen listened to the child's words and cried. How could su mantong be so cruel that he wanted to bury her child alive.

Damn it!

bitch!

She will not let her go this time!

Wen Wan comforted the child and stared at Tang Mochen with hate.

Why does he like such a cruel woman?

Why give her so much power?

Why connive at her and hurt her?

Why did he become so indiscriminate?

Tang Mochen looked at the hatred in his gentle eyes and couldn't help feeling guilty. He was afraid that Su mantong really did these things.

If it was her, what face would he have to see her?

Wen Wan looks at Tang Mochen and doesn't speak. Tang Mochen stares at Wen Wan and doesn't know how to speak.

Xiao Dan said sarcastically, "Yo, isn't this Mr. Tang?"

"Why did you come by yourself and didn't bring Mrs. Tang to sit with you?"

"Doesn't she want to see why her plan failed?"

"Didn't she dream of killing the gentle mother and son? Now that the gentle mother and son live well, is she willing? "

"It's not that it didn't succeed this time. Continue to think about the countermeasures next time at home?"

Tang Mochen looked very ugly when listening to Xiao Dan's sarcastic words. Su mantong was the woman he loved deeply. He could doubt and guess, but no one else could slander her like this.

After all, he thought it was likely to be a misunderstanding. The kind-hearted woman in Tongtong was careful not to touch a leaf for fear of killing someone.

"Ms. Zhang speaks carefully. After all, if there is no evidence, it is called slander."

"The evidence is under investigation. When we find the evidence, even if the heavenly king Lao Tzu doesn't want to save her, she might as well have been drowned five years ago. Now she comes back for disaster."

"If she had drowned five years ago, she would have a good reputation for being affectionate and helpful. Now coming back to kill and set fire will only be infamous and everyone will despise her."

"Ms. Zhang, I don't generally see women, but if you go too far..."

Before Tang Mochen finished speaking, Wen Wan suddenly stood up with the child, stared at Tang Mochen and said, "go back and tell your wife what means she has. As long as I don't die for a day, I won't let her go."

"She can do anything to me, but this time she touched my scales."

"Whoever touches my child, I'll fight with whoever."

"Tang Mochen, you should be glad that Xi Xi was not killed by her this time, otherwise you will regret all your life!"

Tang Mochen looked at the hatred in her gentle eyes, and her eyes stayed on her face. The woman who was once gentle as water could become so sharp.

"Wan Wan, I think you may have misunderstood. I know Tong Tong. She's not like that."

"How could she possibly do such a thing if she was kind enough not to step on ants all the time?"

"You will soon understand whether I misunderstood or you misunderstood."

"I have called the police. I believe the police will find out the result soon."

"Even if you call the police, it won't be Tongtong. When you had an accident, Tongtong was seriously ill and still unconscious in the hospital. I stayed by her every day, so I can be sure it wasn't her." Tang Mochen said firmly on his face.

He and Su mantong have known each other for nearly ten years, and there is still some trust.

But he forgot that Su mantong disappeared in five of the ten years.

Five years is neither long nor short, but it is enough to change a person.

"You mean I'm slandering her?" Gentle sneer, maybe this is the power of love. Love can make a wise man like a mentally retarded man.

"I don't mean that. I mean, you may have misunderstood something."

"Even if you don't check it, I'll find out, although we have..." Tang Mochen suddenly saw Xi Xi's uneasy expression and didn't say the word divorce.

But he continued: "in short, in the future, I will protect the safety of your mother and son anyway. This kind of thing will never happen again."

As soon as Tang Mochen's voice fell, another man's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "who is this gentleman? What qualifications do you have to protect my girlfriend? "

"You have protected their mother and son. Doesn't it seem that my boyfriend is very useless?" Mo Qingqiu came over with a smile on her face.

When he walked past Tang Mochen, their eyes met as if they collided with the spark of thunderbolt.

"Wan Wan, who is this gentleman?"

Mildly looking at Mo Qingqiu who suddenly appeared, she looked helpless. She said she wouldn't let him come last night. Why did he bother the game? She didn't think she was chaotic enough.

And can he stop talking nonsense? Who is his girlfriend? It's too familiar.

Although he saved her life, she didn't say she would promise her by example.

The atmosphere in the corridor suddenly became dignified. Several people didn't speak. The little milk ball held mommy's neck, looked at this and that, and suddenly said, "uncle, he's my father!"

"Besides, Mommy is daddy's girlfriend, not your girlfriend. Don't talk nonsense!"

"The teacher said that lying children will have long noses!"

"Poof!" Xiao Dan couldn't help laughing.

Mo Qingqiu looked at the child in Wen Wan's arms with strange eyes. The little treasure is really cute, but it's obvious that he's helping Tang Mochen, which makes him feel a little crisis. He wants to catch Wen Wan. He has to deal with the little guy first.

"What you always say is not said. Lying children will have long noses, but uncle is not a child, uncle is an adult."

"Adults will grow up with long noses. They are ugly and ugly. They are not as handsome as daddy. Mommy won't like Uncle with long noses as long as she is not blind."

Um

There seems to be nothing wrong with this logic!

Cheng Yaojin was killed on the way. Tang Mochen's murderous eyes were instantly melted by the small milk ball.

The little guy really didn't hurt him in vain. He knew how to help him when he hung up.

Mildly and somewhat embarrassed, she took the child back to the ward. The original tit for tat atmosphere was joined by the little milk ball, which turned out to be full of joy and made her angry.

Why doesn't she fight?

She thought that most of the time she didn't think it was necessary to fight. It seemed that having a son would have everything. She just had to keep her son's happy life. What else is there to fight for.