Amnesia husband divorce?

Chapter 250 Daughter-in-law, have you played enough?
Seeing that he was in a wheelchair, she immediately felt a little sympathetic, "Her vision is really not very picky."

"Tang Niannian, what are you talking about? Are you sleepy?!"

Mu Yan looked at her in disbelief, completely unaware of what she was talking about.

Is it a prank, deliberately playing with him?

"Uncle, you are so stupid. I'm not Tang Niannian, I'm Lan Xing, we're one person... Oh no, you don't understand anyway, your wife is sleeping now, don't call her, I didn't call her last time I haven’t had enough fun, but this time it’s going to be fun.”

Lan Xing rubbed his face, made a grimace at him, finished his yelling, and took a look at the environment he was in.

"The house is very beautiful, I like it."

She said, bouncing around, but Mu Yan stayed there.

His gaze followed her, but those handsome eyebrows were already tightly knit together.

Until now, he felt that Tang Niannian was playing with him, but at the same time, he felt that something was wrong...

The sweet smell of baking cake came from the kitchen, Lan Xing touched it like a greedy cat, and Mrs. Fang was bringing a piece of matcha cake to the table.

Lan Xing's eyes were shining, and she was drooling. She went over and hugged Mrs. Fang's arm, and said sweetly, "Auntie, did you make this? It smells delicious!"

"I'm about to ask the young lady to eat. The young master has also been exercising all morning. You take it out and eat together." Sister Fang said with a smile.

As for what Lan Xing called her, she didn't care too much.

She is still busy making another soup here, and if she cooks it all afternoon, it will taste just right for dinner.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you, auntie! I'm starving!"

Lan Xing said exaggeratedly, threw himself on the table, picked up the small cake, and left the kitchen like a gust of wind.

For afternoon tea, it would be even better to have a cup of hot cocoa.

She carried the cake into the small hall and called to the kitchen, "Ma'am, may I have a cup of hot cocoa?"

"Okay, grandma, wait a moment." Sister-in-law Fang agreed.

Lan Xing rolled his eyes, and slightly flattened his mouth: "Don't call me Young Mistress, what an old-fashioned name, she is still a single girl."

Mu Yan was turning the wheelchair and walking behind her, the corners of his mouth twitched, his face darkened.

He reached out and grabbed her clothes and pulled her up. He frowned and stared at her, "Daughter-in-law, have you played enough?"

Even if it's role-playing, give him more or less.

His legs hurt so much just now, and his head hurt so much, he finally remembered the past, and wanted to share it with her, but she was lucky enough to play this game with him when he woke up.

"Hey, put me down!"

Lan Xing struggled under his hand, feeling anxious, took a bite out of his hand, Mu Yan let go of her with a low snort, she immediately jumped away, not forgetting to protect her own cake Sit farther away.

"Hey, don't say that I bully the disabled, you arrested me first, and I told you that I'm not Tang Niannian, why don't you believe me, uncle?"

"Tang Niannian—"

"My name is Lan Xing! Oh, how can I explain it to you? It means that we share this body, do you understand?"

Mu Yan's outstretched hand froze all of a sudden, and he stared at her in disbelief, as if he had heard a fairy tale, but soon, Mu You's illness a few years ago flashed through his mind.

(End of this chapter)