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

"Mu Fan, haven't you been waiting for a long time?!" As soon as she got in, Wen Xiaorou saw Yang Mu Fan sitting in the back of the car, his handsome face half-melted in the shadows, his expression a little unpredictable, she immediately put on a smile , asked in a sweet voice.Of course, her eyes were naturally very keen to catch the jewelry box placed beside Yang Mifan.

The light in the underground parking lot was very dark, and the lights in the car were not turned on, so it was even darker.

However, the exquisite jewelry box inlaid with diamonds reflects the dazzling light, which is extremely bright and dazzling.

Wen Xiaorou was silent for a moment, just about to say something, but in the end, she was not allowed to speak out, and Yang Mufan had already ordered Tianhu who was driving: "Drive—"

Those two simple words, without any emotion or temperature, made everyone in the car feel... creepy.

Tianhu nodded respectfully and said yes, and started the engine to take aim at Sirius who was wearing the seat belt in the passenger seat.

He asked with his eyes: "What happened?! Second brother, why are you angry?!"

Obviously, the tone just now showed signs of losing his temper.

Sirius was at a loss.

How did he know why Yang Mufan lost his temper suddenly? !

And how can he guess the thoughts of admiring Fan? !

Admire Fan's thoughts are always deep and deep, and outsiders never understand, even the brothers who hang out with him every day, as long as he doesn't want anyone to know, even if everyone wants to break their heads, they will get nothing.

Four or ten minutes after returning to Xi Shangyuan, Wen Xiaorou sensed that Yang Mufan had something on her mind, so she didn't dare to say a word, so she could only sit quietly in the back compartment.

She has never felt that getting along with Yang Mifan is so difficult and strange.

I have never felt that I am so incompatible with Mi Fan.

It was as if he locked himself in a lonely city, coldly preventing anyone from getting close, not even the slightest bit.

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Nine p.m.

After Mu Wanqing helped her son take a bath, she wanted to coax him to sleep, but Yang Mu An couldn't sleep, her cheeks puffed out, she looked at her pitifully, and then said weakly: "Mom, An An wants to wait for uncle to come back before going to sleep." Sleep, okay?!"

Mu Wanqing stared straight at her son's expectant face, and fell silent again and again.

She really had to admit: it really is nature, and the blood relationship between father and son can't be replaced by anyone or anything.

Yang Muan and Yang Mufan haven't lived together for a long time, but this little thing is already extremely dependent on Yang Mufan.

This kind of dependence is no weaker than relying on her.

Seeing her mother staring at her silently, Yang Muan thought that she was upset by her, so she quickly changed her words and said no, she wanted to sleep.

Mu Wanqing suddenly reached out to pick him up, and while going to get a thick coat to wrap him up, she asked in a warm voice, "Does An An miss her uncle?! Since An An misses her uncle, why not?" Mom will accompany An An to the garden and wait for uncle to come back, okay?! But An An has to promise her mother that when uncle comes home, he must be obedient and not be naughty. Uncle is very tired from work during the day, so let's not be his burden, okay? !"