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Chapter 482 She Wrote a Book 2
Dangdang turned his head: "Hmph!" Stop lying to him!
Wanqing sighed helplessly, kissed her, and went back to the room by herself, otherwise the two siblings might be angry!When the two of them are arguing, adults must not be around, they will be fine after a while.If the adults were around, the two of them would not be able to save face, and the quarrel would become more and more rigid.

When Mu Tianyang came back, the two little guys had already dropped their paintbrushes and were watching cartoons, holding cartoon biscuits, eating one by one, loving each other very much.

Mu Tianyang said: "It's time for dinner, don't eat it."

Ding Ding looked at him pitifully.

He pinched her nose: "See if I don't. I want you to eat it. Your mother should punish me."

That day, the two siblings were fine.The next day, Wanqing and Tianyang went to pick them up from school together, but they saw Ding Ding trotting after him angrily, shouting, "Sister, don't be angry."

"What's wrong?" Wan Qing picked up Ding Ding and asked Dangdang, "Did you make my sister angry?"

Dangdang frowned: "It's not me!"

Wanqing was full of doubts, and glanced at the teacher who was talking to other parents, she probably didn't know.Because usually if there is something, the teacher will definitely say it.

"Let's get in the car first." Wanqing said to Mu Tianyang.

After getting in the car, she asked Ding Ding, Ding Ding turned his head and ignored her, and looked up to the front after a while: "Dad..."

"What's wrong?" Mu Tianyang hurriedly stopped the car, went to the back to open the door, and held her in his arms.

She hugged Mu Tianyang and started to cry: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Wanqing was puzzled, she lowered her head and asked Dangdang: "What's wrong with my sister?"

Dangdang said: "It's all that Li Qianqian's fault!"

"Well, what happened to Li Qianqian?" Needless to say, Li Qianqian must be their classmate.

"A child saw my sister's little bark and asked her what it was."

Little Wang Wang is a miniature version of "Wang Wang" made by Wanqing.Because the previous "Wow Wang" was too big to bring to school, Ding Ding was a little sad, so Wanqing made her a very small one, which could be grasped with one hand.

Dangdang said: "My younger sister said it was Wang Wang, so I told them the story of Wang Wang. Everyone said it was very good. We said that my mother made it up for us, and everyone said that my mother is very good."

Ding Ding leaned against Mu Tianyang's arms, stopped crying, and lowered her head to touch the strap of her schoolbag without speaking.

Wanqing glanced at her and asked Dangdang, "What happened next?"

"Later it was Li Qianqian, who said the story was from a book, not made up by my mother, and that Ding Ding was a lie!"

Wanqing's eyes widened, I'll go!

"Then..." Wanqing opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, she thought about it before asking, "Then you didn't quarrel with Li Qianqian, did you?"

Dangdang shook his head: "But Ding Ding was very sad, she never spoke after that."

Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't talk, she shouldn't have quarreled with her classmates.She stretched out her hand to touch Ding Ding's head, and Ding Ding looked at her: "Wow...I know that Wang Wang is dead...Mom, don't tell its story in the future! Woooo..."

Wanqing hurriedly hugged her: "Good boy, mom didn't lie to you, mom didn't lie to you with other people's stories!" The female friend Mo Ruomu, she knew why Ding Ding was sad.

"Really?" Ding Ding looked at her watery, "It's Li Qianqian who lied, right?"

"She probably didn't lie." Wanqing looked at Mu Tianyang helplessly, and said to her, "The book she mentioned should be written by my mother."

"Huh?" Ding Ding was puzzled.

Mu Tianyang was stunned: what does she mean?She wrote a book?And he didn't notice it!
Wanqing glanced at him with some guilt, and pushed him: "We'll talk about it when we go home."

The publishing house sent her a sample booklet, but she was ashamed to see people, so she didn't dare to display it, and put it in a sundry box.After returning home, she found the book, and Mu Tianyang read it for a while, the author's name caught his attention: "Mu Wan?"

"Well, the editor asked me if I wanted to take a pseudonym..." She thought it would not be exposed, so she took it.

"I know it's a pseudonym." Mu Tianyang said, "Then what does it mean?"

"I just chose it randomly. Your name is one word, mine is one word, and then I use a homophonic character, that's it. I originally wanted to call it 'Ding Dong', but the editor stared at me and didn't speak, probably because he disagreed. , I have no choice but to use it.”

Mu Tianyang glared at her, opened the book, and turned four or five pages in an instant. The setting was different from what she had told the child before.He turned to the back and read a few pages, and it was indeed her story!

For a moment, he didn't know what to feel, and there was a faint feeling in his chest, including grievance (he didn't know it), helplessness (it's out, what else can he do?), pride (my wife is amazing!) ...

Wan Qing explained to Ding Ding again: "Mom wrote the story of Wang Wang into a book, and shared it with other children to let everyone know how powerful your Wang Wang is!"

"Then bark... will it go with other children?"

"Of course not! Don't forget that you are also in the story, everyone will envy you!"

"Will other kids like it too?"

"Of course, I still like you and my brother."

"Okay then." Ding Ding nodded, and said with a guilty conscience, "I'm not blaming my mother...it's just...um...I was wrong."

"Good boy." Wanqing smiled, "You are a good boy who understands right and wrong and understands things. It's too late for mom to be happy!"

Ding Ding smiled shyly and hugged her: "Then mom will read Wang Wang's story to us, okay?"

"Okay. But... Wang Wang's story is a little different from before. Because... some things were not good before, and you will understand when you grow up."

"Ah."

Wanqing hugged her and sat on the sofa, took Dangdang aside, opened the book while reading and explaining.

After listening to Ding Ding, it seemed that it was indeed different - she had heard the story at the beginning a long time ago, and Wanqing didn't repeat it later, so she didn't remember clearly.Just hearing that Wang Wang is not dead, her eyes lit up, and she listened more and more seriously.

(End of this chapter)