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

That must have seen her sleeping on his bed! ! !In other words: her time of death is coming...%>_<%

For a moment, Mu Wanqing's legs were unable to use any strength, and they fell limply.

When Mrs. De saw her, she hurriedly supported her, and asked worriedly: "Miss Mu, are you okay?! Are you feeling unwell?! I'll call right away and call a private doctor for you!!"

Said Mrs. De was about to go downstairs to look in the phone book.

But Mu Wanqing stopped her.

Mu Wanqing supported the wall, and said with a pale face, "No, I'm not feeling sick, I just didn't eat breakfast, and my blood sugar is a little bit low, it's not a problem, just eat something and it will be fine."

Yan Bi Mu Wanqing struggled to support the wall, with a mournful face, unable to go downstairs.

My mind is full of: what to do, what to do, I must be dead.

If Yang Mufan sees it now, he will definitely be torn into pieces by him.

Otherwise, hurry up and pack up your things now, run away, hide first and wait for Yang Mifan's anger to dissipate, and then crawl back weakly? ! %>_<%

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In the restaurant on the first floor, after struggling for half an hour, Mu Wanqing finally made up her mind: go to Yang Mufan now, and take the initiative to admit her mistake.

At this moment, admire Fan and his son together.

No matter how cruel he is, he can't kill him in front of his son, right? !

After thinking this through, Mu Wanqing felt a sense of relief.

Of course, she also started to be a little arrogant, narcissistically scoring [-] points on her IQ.

Standing at the door leading to the back garden, she took several deep breaths, and just now mustered up 12 points of courage to bite the bullet and go in.

However, as soon as she entered the back garden, she saw this scene from a distance: a father and son in black and white sportswear, standing on the wide grass, doing morning exercises in unison.

The rising golden sun, reflecting the thin mist that condensed in the air, shrouded the two of them, swaying and swaying non-stop. Mu Wanqing felt that her world had never been so bright and splendid.

She froze at the entrance of the garden, looking at the sun shining, when she smiled, whether it was the profile of the face or the slightly raised corners of the lips, they were exactly the same two people, she suddenly felt: this moment, amazing All the time of her life.

An indescribable emotion suddenly poured into her internal organs.

While the corners of Mu Wanqing's mouth were involuntarily raised, the corners of her eyes were inexplicably moist.

Wanting to marry Yang Mufan, she secretly fantasized and prayed in her heart very early on.

However, giving birth to him a handsome son and then watching their father and son exercise in the morning was something she never dared to hope for.

"Mommy, Mommy..." When Mu Wanqing didn't know whether it was sad, moved, or grateful, the resonant and tender voice of admiring An suddenly pierced into her eardrums.

After taking a closer look, I saw that the little girl admired An, and was already rushing towards her emotionally.

Worried that he would run unsteadily and fall, Mu Wanqing hurried forward a few steps, then squatted down, firmly wrapped her son in her arms, and reprimanded her son in a reproachful, but more pampering tone: "An'an, what did mother do? Taught you?! You can’t run so fast now, what if you get sick or fall down?!”