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

She had no choice but to nod.After three steps and one turn, he reluctantly followed Sirius away.

Underground Parking Lot.

Just as the driver drove over, Wen Xiaorou saw Sirius and was about to open the door of the passenger seat and get in. She quickly said: "Sirius, I can just go back by myself, you don't have to send me. You stay in the hospital and take good care of Er Brother, he didn't even eat dinner today, go and buy him something to eat. Tonight, if he wants to guard Shengsheng, you can change shifts with him, he still has a meeting tomorrow."

"..." Hearing Wen Xiaorou's words, Sirius was a little embarrassed and hesitant, after all, it was admired Fan who personally ordered him to send Wen Xiaorou back.

What if something happens halfway.

Sirius hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Second sister-in-law, I'd better take you back first. Anyway, the hospital is not too far from the second brother's villa. When I come back, I can also pack some supplements to bring to you. Brother eat."

"..." Wen Xiaorou nodded after hearing this, and finally opened the car door and got in.

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Mu Wanqing had a long, long dream, a very, very scary dream.

She dreamed that Yang Mifan, dressed in black, was like a midnight ghost, standing in the endless black rose garden, holding An An, who was pale with death all over her body, and looked at her with an extremely evil and ferocious smile.

As Mu Wanqing approached slowly, she suddenly discovered that there was a shocking blood hole on An An's neck, as if she had been bitten by something.

Bright red blood kept gushing out.

She kept crying and wanted to admire Fan and hold him to the doctor.

However, Yang Mufan said coldly: "Mu Wanqing, if you killed Sheng Sheng, I will send your son to be buried with you."

After hearing this, Mu Wanqing suddenly raised her head to look at him.

When Yang Mufan curled his lips and sneered, she clearly saw blood dripping down the corner of his lips.

Before she could realize what was going on, he suddenly lowered his head, opened his mouth again and bit An An's neck hard.

"Ah—" Mu Wanqing immediately screamed.

……

"Mu Wanqing?! Mu Wanqing?! Wake up!! Open your eyes, Mu Wanqing!!!"

Mu Wanqing cried and woke up from the nightmare. When she was in a daze, she clearly felt someone patting her cheek.

She opened her eyes, Tang Moyu's anxious and handsome face kept shaking within her blurred vision.

She hadn't calmed down yet, she couldn't distinguish between reality and dream, and she cried inarticulately: "Don't hurt An An, admire Fan, An An is your son, don't hurt him, An An is innocent, don't bite him , admire Fan..."

"Mu Wanqing, you're having a nightmare, Mu Wanqing, wake up." Tang Moyu was so anxious that he slapped her tear-stained face harder and harder.

He didn't know what terrible thing Mu Wanqing had dreamed about. Not long after she passed out from a coma, she kept crying non-stop.

"It was just a nightmare, no one hurt An An, Mu Wanqing, calm down." Tang Moyu comforted, "It's just a dream, don't worry."

After Mu Wanqing gradually calmed down, for a long time, she lay on the narrow single bed, motionless, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.