My Previous Fraternal Twins

Seeing Tang Wanrou's reluctant face, the master mother of Mohism narrowed her eyes and said in a stern and cold voice, "what? Dislike my son!"

Listening to the voice of the master mother of Mohism, Tang Wanrou buried her head lower and whispered, "Mom, I, I didn't."

The master mother of Mohism gave Tang Wanrou a cold look and said unhappily, "there is no best."

Seeing Tang Wanrou still standing motionless, he said coldly, "what are you doing here? Don't go quickly."

Tang Wanrou originally wanted to linger until her mother-in-law left, so she wouldn't have to put so many people's faces and slippers.

But unexpectedly, the master mother of Mohism didn't give her face at all. Tang Wanrou secretly clenched her teeth, walked towards the trash can, took off her shoes and threw them directly into the trash can.

Tang Wanrou's move was secretly photographed by onlookers at the hospital and directly posted on the Internet with "Tang Wanrou was pregnant and wearing high heels. She was scolded by her mother-in-law and dared not speak."

Others put on the Internet a picture of Tang Wanrou and his mother-in-law, entitled "Tang Wanrou and her mother-in-law appear together, and her mother-in-law is more beautiful."

As soon as the news was uploaded, it was wildly turned by the majority of netizens.

Tang Wanrou threw away her shoes under the eyes of the Mohist master's mother and went straight barefoot to Mo Zichen's ward suite.

Tang Wanrou looked at Mo Zichen on the hospital bed, closed his eyes, his face was pale, and his body was full of pipes, which made him look sick after lying in bed for many years.

Tang Wanrou never looked at Mo Zichen carefully. When she approached, she suddenly found that his eyebrows were somewhat similar to Mo Shichen.

Tang Wanrou stared at him and came forward involuntarily, reaching out to touch his eyebrows.

Probably because of his obsession with Mo Shichen, Tang Wanrou suddenly lowered her head to kiss Mo Zichen, then opened his quilt, drilled in by herself, reached out and held Mo Shichen, completely taking Mo Zichen as Mo Shichen.

Tang Wanrou's head rests on his shoulder and subconsciously touches her stomach. Even if Mo Shichen treats her like that, she still likes Mo Shichen and wants him in her dreams.

The Mohist mother standing outside the ward looked at Tang Wanrou's performance in the ward and smiled with satisfaction. At least now her son won't be alone in the ward every day.

The master mother of Mohism turned and saw Mother Zhang hurried to her.

The master mother of Mohism respectfully saluted him and said, "madam, the plane is late. I'm late. I've kept you waiting."

Zhang's mother has been with her for so many years and knows the master mother of Mohism very well.

At that time, the master mother of the Mohist school was able to walk to the master mother of the Mohist School step by step and sit still until now. Thanks to the back moves of mother Zhang, the master mother of the Mohist school still respected her.

This time I called Zhang's mother to take care of Tang Wanrou, just to let Zhang's mother live here naturally and find a reasonable excuse.

"Mom Zhang, you're tired after taking such a long plane. Sit down and have a rest." the master mother of Mohism smiled and said to her.

She also asked her bodyguards to help Zhang Ma put her luggage in the separate suite in the ward.

With a smile, Zhang Ma looked at Mo Zichen in the medical room and said, "madam, don't worry. I'll go to see Zi Chen first. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him very much."

Zhang Ma watched Mo Zichen grow up as a child. Looking at him lying motionless on the hospital bed at this time, she felt some sadness in her heart and walked towards him with some wet eyes.

Tang Wanrou, who was holding Mo Zichen on the hospital bed, suddenly sat up when she heard something moving.

This is the first time Zhang's mother has seen Tang Wanrou. Seeing that she is so affectionate towards Mo Zichen, she is secretly happy for him at the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Tang Wanrou suddenly saw a stranger enter and leave Zichen's ward at will, and his face immediately became gloomy.

He said aggressively, "who are you? This is a place where all cats and dogs can come in. Get out of here while I'm still patient."

Zhang's mother stepped in and looked at Tang Wanrou in a brilliant blue casual suit. She looked particularly charming in the dim light, but the corners of her eyes revealed a touch of bitterness that she shouldn't have at her age.

Tang Wanrou saw Zhang's mother standing where she was and didn't go. She thought she was provoking herself. She got up directly from the hospital bed, stood barefoot on the ground, looked at her angrily, reddened and swollen half of her face, making Tang Wanrou's face look more ferocious.

Tang Wanrou went directly forward and shouted at her, "Hey, are you deaf or dumb? I asked you to get out of here. Didn't you hear me?"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the master mother of the Mohist school coming from the door and deliberately said, "Mom, she unexpectedly broke into Zichen's ward. Please ask someone to drive her out."

Zhang's mother stood there and looked at the master mother of Mohism in some embarrassment. She didn't know how to speak for a moment.

At this time, the master mother of Mohism walked towards Tang Wanrou with a fierce face.

The Mohist master mother's eyes darkened and her face was cold. She quickly walked to Tang Wanrou, then raised her hand and waved it off.

"Pa"

"Ah..."

A crisp slap sounded in Tang Wanrou's ear. Tang Wanrou stared at the master mother of Mohism in amazement, and then looked at mother Zhang.

"Mom, I think she broke into Zichen's ward. I'm afraid she tried to blow her out. Why did you hit me? Shouldn't you..."

"Ah..." before Tang Wanrou said anything, another slap of the master mother of Mohism fell heavily on her right face.

Tang Wanrou covered her face and flushed her eyes angrily. She dared to be angry with the master mother of Mohism, clenched her fist secretly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Mom, why did you hit me? I didn't do anything wrong..."

The master mother of Mohism raised her arm and wanted to slap Tang Wanrou again, but she was stopped by mother Zhang: "madam, don't fight. It's my fault. I ran in like this without notice. No wonder the second young grandmother misunderstood."

The Mohist mistress narrowed her eyes, disdained Tang Wanrou and said, "apologize to mom Zhang."

As soon as Tang Wanrou heard that the whole person was frozen in place, she was surprised to look at Zhang's mother in front of her. Before, she heard that other servants of the Mohist School said that Zhang's mother and the master mother of the Mohist school should respect her three points, but she couldn't help being afraid when she thought of talking to her like that.

Tang Wanrou immediately hesitated to Zhang's mother and said, "Zhang, Zhang's mother, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you. I just said it was rude. Please don't mind."

Zhang's mother didn't care too much about Tang Wanrou. She smiled and said, "good boy, it's not your fault. It's all my fault. You're also for the safety of Zichen. It's understandable."

Although Zhang Ma said so, she looked at the reluctance in Tang Wanrou's eyes. She had seen all kinds of people in the Mohist school, and she knew that Tang Wanrou was careful.

It's just that she doesn't like to be busy.