My Previous Fraternal Twins

The Mohist housewife looked back at her. She didn't want her son to wake up and feel that her mother had mistreated his daughter-in-law. Her tough attitude on her face was slightly relaxed and said, "go inside and rest if you have nothing to worry about. Don't worry about it."

Tang Wanrou lowered her eyes, lightly swept the man on the bed and whispered, "Mom, I also want to accompany Zichen."

Finally, Tang Wanrou's words were like mosquitoes.

Zhang's mother looked at Tang Wanrou and came forward to help him speak: "madam, the second young grandmother hasn't come to bed yet. Let her stay with the second young master."

The master mother of Mohism coldly looked at Tang Wanrou's belly and saw that she was wearing tight pants. She said unhappily, "go and change the pants. I know I'm pregnant and don't pay attention."

Tang Wanrou looked down. Although she was months old, her lower abdomen was still flat and could not see the pregnant taste.

She bit her lip and said cowardly, "I didn't bring any clothes. My previous clothes were a little tight."

"Mom Zhang, take her out later to buy some suitable clothes." the Mohist mother took out a card from her bag and handed it to mom Zhang.

"Yes, madam." mother Zhang took it respectfully.

"I'm here to watch. Mom Zhang, you go now." the master mother of the Mohist family thought about it, looked back and continued: "after buying, go directly back to Lingshan villa. Don't come again. I'm here to watch."

After Tang Wanrou listened, her eyes crossed with a smile.

Finally, I don't have to smell all kinds of disinfectant and medicine in the hospital.

But she still looked a little worried about the appearance of the master mother of Mohism: "Mom, can you really be here alone? Why don't you let mom Zhang stay with you and take care of anything."

The elegant face of the master mother of the Mohist School showed her displeasure in her heart and shouted, "don't think I don't know those careful thoughts in your heart. I don't want to say what I said again."

Then he turned back and said to Zhang Ma, "Zhang Ma, I have something to say to Zichen. Take her shopping now."

Zhang Ma nodded and said to Tang Wanrou, "second young grandma, let's go."

Although Tang Wanrou couldn't bear to see the face of the master mother of Mohism, she couldn't help it. The person in front of her was her mother-in-law, so she had to secretly record the resentment to the bottom of her heart.

He bit his lip and pretended to be clever and said to the master mother of Mohism, "Mom, I'll go now. Don't be angry."

The eyes of the master mother of Mohism fell back on Mozi Chen, so when Tang Wanrou spoke, she was expressionless and said casually, "go."

Tang Wanrou and Zhang Ma went out of the ward together.

She was still curious about Mo Zichen's injury.

After walking away, Tang Wanrou's eyes scanned around.

Then he whispered in mom Zhang's ear, "Mom Zhang, Zichen, he..."

Halfway through, Tang Wanrou thought she had asked Zhang Ma before. She looked angry and closed her mouth bitterly.

On Zhang's charitable face, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then approached.

She knew what Tang Wanrou wanted to ask. Since Tang Wanrou took back her words, Zhang Ma didn't say much.

After a moment of silence, Zhang's mother thought about it and reminded her kindly: "second young grandma, you have just entered the Mohist school. Many things are unclear. You don't say what you shouldn't say, ask what you shouldn't ask, and look what you shouldn't see. The less you know, the better. In the Mohist school, talk less and do more."

Tang Wanrou's mind was directly exposed by Zhang's mother.

Her deep eyes flashed a touch of embarrassment, but soon returned to impermanence.

Tang Wanrou was embarrassed and said to Zhang Ma, "Zhang Ma, I'm just curious. What Zichen said is also my husband. I just want to know a lot about his past."

Zhang Ma smelled the speech and looked up at Tang Wanrou. She couldn't see any emotion on her face. She said, "Zichen's past, he wants you to know. When he wakes up, he will naturally tell you that it's a special time. It's best to put away all your curiosity."

Looking at Zhang Ma's attitude towards herself, Tang Wanrou's eyes were dark. She just felt that she was the master, but Zhang Ma didn't pay attention to her.

"I'll pay attention to Zhang's mother in the future." Tang Wanrou wrote down the resentment silently, and his men consciously grasped their bags.

They walked to the VIP parking lot of the hospital, and Tang Wanrou gave a meal.

Everything in front of her made her feel inexplicably pricked her eyes. She opened her eyes and recorded the smile on Tang Wanxin's face to the bottom of her heart. Everything she has now should belong to her.

Tang Wanrou's eyes fell back on Mo Shichen. He was always handsome enough to overshadow everything in the world.

At this time, he held Tang Xinmeng in his right hand and Tang Wanxin in his left hand. Beside Tang Wanxin, there was a man who looked very much like Mo Shichen. On Mo Shichen's face, she saw the doting on her face.

Jealousy surged into his heart. Tang Wanrou's fingernails stabbed into his palm, but he didn't feel any pain.

Tang Wanrou thought of her embarrassed appearance and subconsciously wanted to escape, but she was pulled by mother Zhang: "second young grandma, the car is over there. Where are you going?"

When they heard the speech, they saw Tang Wanrou and Zhang Ma together. Tang Wanxin's eyes crossed with a touch of surprise, but there was no waves on the surface.

Pull Tang Ruizuo to his side.

"Daddy..." Tang Xinmeng recognized Zhang's mother who hurt her brother that day, and immediately hugged Mo Shichen's neck.

"Mengmeng is not afraid. Daddy is here. No one can bully you." Mo Shichen put his hand behind her, patted her gently and comforted her.

Zhang Ma pulled Tang Wanrou closer, stopped in front of Mo Shichen and said respectfully, "young master."

Zhang's mother took a look at the two little guys. She was surprised, but she didn't ask much.

Her eyes swept over Tang Wanxin's body. Her delicate and graceful temperament makes people feel very comfortable.

Mo Shichen looked at Zhang Ma coldly and said "um" gently.

Zhang Ma quickly took back her sight.

Tang Wanrou felt the cold on Mo Shichen, couldn't help but step back, looked up and cried, "big brother."

Mo Shichen turned back and said to Tang Wanxin in a deep and warm voice, "wife, let's go in."

Tang Wanxin nodded with a smile, "OK."

Mo Shichen took them directly past Tang Wanrou, and didn't even give her superfluous eyes. Isn't she worse than a servant of the Mohist school?

Tang Wanrou's hand on her side was getting tighter and tighter, and the unwilling, anger and jealousy at the bottom of her heart all rushed into her heart in an instant.

Zhang Ma saw Mo Shichen leave, took Tang Wanrou and said, "second young grandma, let's go."

Tang Wanrou's footsteps were like nailing in place. He didn't move. His eyes were red with anger. He suddenly turned back and shouted in the direction of Mo Shichen: "brother, I call you. Don't you hear me?"