Mumu was only in the first grade of elementary school. There were not many homework assignments and they were not very difficult. It only took him ten minutes to finish them all easily.
At this time, Yuan Qingmei said, "Mumu, you are not allowed to tell anyone about today's matter, not even your friends, do you understand?"
"I have no friends." Mumu packed up her schoolbag and answered calmly in a childlike voice. The expression on her small face was mature beyond her years.
Yuan Qingmei was stunned for a moment, "How come you don't have any friends?" She immediately asked, "No one plays with you at school?" It was only then that she realized that since going to school, she had no idea about this child's situation.
She knew too little. She even didn't know the class he was in, let alone held a parent-teacher meeting for him.
"They don't like playing with a kid who doesn't have a mom or dad."
When Yuan Qingmei heard this, she slammed the table down in anger, "Who said you don't have parents? Tell me, who said that!"
Mumu raised his head and said, "That's what they all said." Turning around, he started cleaning the room again. At only seven years old, he could make the room clean and orderly.
Yuan Qingmei looked at her son with a complicated expression, her lips moved, but she just stroked her eyebrows helplessly, "Mumu, mom knows that you have been wronged. From now on, I will let your dad take you to and from school."
"No need." Mumu picked up the mop and mopped the floor with some difficulty, small beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, "Dad won't go."
Yuan Qingmei immediately became angry, walked to the living room, picked up the phone, and said in an unhappy tone, "Hey, where are you..." Without listening to the other party's explanation, she said angrily, "I'll give you ten minutes, and come back right away!"
After saying that, he hung up with a bang.
Mumu has always been quiet, doing what he should do and what he shouldn't do.
In less than half an hour, Mu Mu’s father Mu Wei came back. He was only in his thirties. He looked very young, tall and handsome, with a smile as warm as the spring breeze. The designer suit he was wearing was from Yuan Qingmei.
Bought in Japan, it makes him more elegant and handsome.
"Meimei, you're here!" As soon as he saw Yuan Qingmei, he came over happily and opened his arms to hug her.
Yuan Qingmei was in a bad mood and pushed him aside, "Come in with me!"
She turned around and walked into the bedroom. Mu Wei was about to follow, but Mu Mu grabbed him and said, "Dad, give me money, I'm going to buy groceries."
"Oh," Mu Wei quickly touched his pocket, took out 20 yuan, handed it to his son, and said with a loving smile, "This is two days of food money, don't spend it randomly." After saying that, he patted it again.
The son's head walked into the bedroom with a smile on his face.
Looking at the closed door, and then at the 20 yuan in his hand, Mumu looked away, took out the shopping bag, hung up the key, and went out to buy groceries.
For this seven-year-old child, even if he has just experienced such a scary thing, he still has to stay calm.
If he doesn't buy groceries, he won't have lunch to bring at noon tomorrow, and he won't be able to use that only moment to prove to his classmates that he has parents and they have carefully prepared lunch for him...
After following Yuan Qingmei into the room, Mu Wei took off his coat, went over and hugged her waist, and kissed her neck passionately.
Yuan Qingmei pushed him away in disgust, "Mu Wei, I want to talk to you about Mu Mu's problem!"
"Let's talk later..." Mu Wei eagerly pulled on her narrow skirt, "You haven't been home for many days, and we haven't been home for a long time..."
Yuan Qingmei frowned and pushed him, "I'm not in the mood!" However, under his passionate kiss, the force of pushing him was much weaker.
"Meimei, my son has gone shopping for groceries. He won't be back for a while. We can hurry up~" Mu Wei suggested, unbuttoning his trousers and belt. As soon as he heard about his son, Yuan Qingmei immediately regained his senses and forcefully
He pushed it aside and said, "I think about this kind of thing every day, could you please spend more time taking care of your son?"
Mu Wei fell down on the bed and looked at her in confusion, "Meimei, what's wrong with you?" Then he smiled knowingly, "Did Zhang Huaiqing make you angry again? Or is it Zhang Yiyi?"
Usually, only after she has been wronged, she will come here immediately to seek comfort from their father and son. After so many years, Mu Wei has long been accustomed to it. If it is said that her heart is unbalanced, maybe it was a little bit before, but now
I'm used to it. No matter what form life takes, it's always more comfortable to accept it calmly than to force it. Just like rape and rape, he is definitely the latter who is content to enjoy it.
"None of them!" Yuan Qingmei waved her hands irritably and walked around the room twice, "Didn't I ask you to take Mumu to school? Where did you go?" If he could pick up his son, maybe he wouldn't.
Something like this happened today, and I feel upset just thinking about it.
Knowing that she was in a bad mood, Mu Wei kept coaxing her, "My son is now an adult. He can go to school by himself. Besides, it's not your birthday next month. I'm going out to have a look and want to pick one for you."
Birthday gift." As he said that, he lowered his head in embarrassment, "I know I don't have much money, so I can't give you something decent, but I picked it carefully, just because I want you to be happy when the time comes."
This man seemed to be able to grasp her weak point. Looking at him, Yuan Qingmei couldn't let out any anger she had. She sat helplessly beside him and murmured, "Mu Wei, we can't go on like this.
Zhang Huaiqing will find out sooner or later, even without him, his daughter is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
It's strange to say that ever since Zhang Yiyi was hospitalized due to a fall, Yuan Qingmei has always felt that the way she looked at her was strange, sarcastic, cold, and hinting at a warning. It was as if she already knew something!
Thinking about it now, Yuan Qingmei can't help but shudder.
I have a bad feeling.
"Meimei, don't think so much, how could they find out?" Mu Wei smiled heartily and held her in his arms, "You, the wife of the municipal party committee secretary, have done a good job. No one will bother me.
It’s even more impossible for He Mumu! As long as you are good, our family will live happily!"
Knowing that what he said was completely sincere, Yuan Qingmei didn't know whether to comfort or blame him. But thinking back, it was precisely because of Mu Wei's temper that she felt at ease to be with him.
She also willingly gave birth to a son for him, and saying those words of regret would not help matters.
"Muwei, we have to make all preparations." She said suddenly.
Mu Wei looked at her doubtfully, "Isn't it good now? What preparations should I make?"
"Be ready..." She took a deep breath and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Be ready to leave."
She knew very well that if she did that thing for the Tigers, Zhang Huaiqing and Xiao Qi would find out sooner or later! Zhang Huaiqing might care about the relationship between husband and wife, but Xiao Qi's lunatic will not! Even if they can't find her out
, people like Tiger are the most greedy, and if they take advantage once, they will do it a second time! As long as Mu Wei and his son are around, she can't even think of settling down!
Although she couldn't bear it, couldn't bear to part with her status, and couldn't let go of Xiao Chun, she could only make an immediate decision.
"Leave?" Mu Wei was surprised. No one knew better than him how much she valued her identity and status. Even if she was just temporarily infatuated with him, it would not be enough to affect her judgment of her life goals.
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"Mumu is growing up day by day, and our affairs cannot be covered by paper. Sooner or later, people will find out!" Yuan Qingmei said calmly, "Rather than being exposed by others, it is better to prepare in advance!"
Mu Wei was stunned for a long time, stared at her, and asked cautiously, "Meimei, is Zhang Huaiqing... someone else outside?"
Apart from this possibility of forcing Yuan Qingmei to give up, he couldn't think of anything else.
Yuan Qingmei glared at him, "How dare he!"
Zhang Huaiqing's rigorous personal style is not just talk, Yuan Qingmei is very sure about it. To put it nicely, he is a workaholic, but in fact, he has an extraordinary enthusiasm for official career. Due to the influence of his family environment since he was a child, he
The sense of achievement in career is better than anything else.
Mu Wei was confused, "Then why did you suddenly decide to leave?"
Yuan Qingmei looked irritable and a little anxious, and said casually, "I do it for Mumu's good. He has suffered a lot in the past few years. I just want to fulfill my responsibilities as a mother."
"...Okay, I understand, I will prepare." This excuse was not very credible, and Mu Wei did not pursue it. He always obeyed Yuan Qingmei's words, and he would do as she asked.
"I have to raise some money first, just wait for news from me." Yuan Qingmei's expression was solemn. If you really get to this point, you will have to face too many problems. You must plan your retreat first!
"Yeah." Mu Wei smiled and nodded, then came closer and picked up the front of her shirt with his fingers, "Meimei, please stay a little longer before leaving~"
Yuan Qingmei looked sideways at him. At this juncture, he was still in the mood to think about this? But she couldn't bear to be angry with him. Apart from being incompetent and too comfortable, this man was also really good to her. In Zhang Huaiqing's case
The comfort she didn't get there would be made up for by him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been with him for so long.
Seeing that her attitude softened, Mu Wei immediately turned over and pressed her on the bed, eager to pull her skirt, "Meimei, you haven't been here these days, I miss you so much!"
His enthusiasm gradually stirred up Yuan Qingmei, and she gave in half. The charm flowing in her eyes was full of mature charm, which was really attractive. Although Yuan Qingmei was in her early forties, she was very meticulously maintained, and she looked like someone in her thirties.
Looking at her like a young woman, Mu Wei became even more excited...
Mumu came back with shopping bags on his back, opened the door, put down his things, and put on his slippers. When he passed by the living room, he heard the discordant sounds coming from the bedroom. He frowned and walked back to his room silently.
He hugged his legs, huddled his small body in the corner, stared at the ground with his clear eyes, and was so quiet that it was a bit scary.
Mumu knew her own identity, her mother's identity, and even more so Zhang Yiyi, Zhang Yichun, and everyone in the Zhang family.
At this moment, his little mind clearly remembered every word the bald man said.
The reason why he arrested him and threatened his mother was to arrest his "sister" who was not related by blood, Zhang Yiyi.