Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

When calling Yang Mufan, Mu Wanqing mustered all the courage, took deep breaths countless times, and just swiftly pressed Yang Mufan's phone number.

Not long after dialing, the phone was connected.

"Speaking—" is a concise word as always.

The difference is that this time, his voice was a little hoarse and exhausted.

The nasal voice is very heavy, it is not difficult to guess that he was still sleeping, but was woken up by the phone call.

The moment Mu Wanqing heard his voice, she couldn't help but dragged the phone in her hand.

Frowning, she hesitated for a moment, then said nervously: "Admiration Fan, it's..." Me.

beep beep-

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Mufan had already ruthlessly hung up the phone.

Mu Wanqing was dumbfounded when she heard the urgent busy voice coming from the receiver.

Some can't believe it.

Yang Mufan hates her now, how much does she hate her to do it: Hearing her voice, will he hang up the phone? !

Heh~.

Mu Wanqing was sitting on the sofa, the tip of her nose was slightly sour, and after a glimmer of darkness and loss flashed in her eyes, she smiled with her lips curled up in a low voice with a hint of self-mockery.

Although she knew that she would hit a wall when she called Yang Mufan, Mrs. De still felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Mu Wanqing's appearance at this moment. She said, "Miss Mu, don't care about the young master. He has such a personality. Work Personally, she is mature and self-controlled, but when dealing with feelings, she is just like a child, very immature..."

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lunch.

Sao De prepared a nutritious meal for him according to Yang Mufan's habit, and originally planned to send it to the company.

However, when she walked out of the kitchen with an exaggeratedly large bento box, she saw Mu Wanqing sitting in the hall, not knowing whether she was emptying her mind or thinking about something, in a daze.

Raising her eyebrows, Mrs. De's eyes flashed a sly light, and suddenly she stepped forward with a sad face and asked, "Miss Mu, are you free now?!"

Mu Wanqing came back to her senses, and replied in a low voice: "I'm free, what's the matter?!"

"That's great." Mrs. De stuffed the bento box into her arms, and said bitterly, "You also know that bitch Nian Shiyin is only good at taking advantage of others and holding chicken feathers as arrows. Tell me to take a group of maids to the hotel to help her clean up the house and make bento for her and her parents. There is really no one to deliver the young master's lunch, so can you help deliver it..." Can you help me?

Without waiting for Mrs. De to speak, Mu Wanqing refused without thinking, "No!!!"

Give that bastard a lunch box, unless she dies.

Who does he think he is? !

The emperor, or the Jade Emperor? !

Aren't you afraid of losing your life if you eat the bento she gave you? !

She called him in the morning, just to ask him to send some bodyguards to protect Diaper, but...she hung up the phone as soon as she spoke.

She still hasn't let go of this anger.

Now, let her give him a lunch box? !

Hehe~, what a beautiful idea.

"..." Upon hearing this, Mrs. De was immediately in trouble, and looked at her helplessly.

But Mu Wanqing said: "Don't look at me with begging eyes. I will definitely not bring him food."

"However, if I don't take people to Nian Shiyin's place now, and she makes a fuss, the whole Muyuan will not have a peaceful life. The young master usually has a lot of things to do, and he is so busy with work, how can he not eat lunch?! The body collapsed What should I do?!" Mrs. De said with a bitter face.

Mu Wanqing sneered immediately after hearing this: "Don't worry, if you don't eat a meal, you won't die of starvation."