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113. Chapter 113 She and the baby in her belly

If he lets her buy it and enhances the relationship between her and Yang Mufan, then he is a pig.

As Mu Wanqing read and rebuked, tears began to well up in her eyes.

Wei Zhehan suddenly felt horrified: "Mu Wanqing, you don't have to be so fragile, right?! That store is open there, and it won't run away. If you don't buy it today, you can go there tomorrow. There is no need to be aggrieved like this.

What?!"

Mu Wanqing choked her voice and cried: "I'm just wronged, so what?! Wuwuwu..." She just wanted to let Yang Mufan know as soon as possible.

Having found that store, does it mean that the relationship between her and him can finally ease a little? Does it indicate to some extent that she and Yang Mufan may be able to return to the beginning...

For some reason, Mu Wanqing was not that sad at first, nor did she want to cry that much.

However, at this moment, her sad tears couldn't stop falling.

The sound of crying became louder and louder.

Wei Zhehan, who was defeated by her tears for the nth time, with a gloomy face, turned the steering wheel fiercely, turned the car in one direction, and drove back...

Twelve o'clock in the morning.

Mu Wanqing's eyes were red and heavy from crying. The moment she hugged the packed rice noodles, her tears turned into laughter.

The owner of the rice noodle shop is a grandma who is almost seventy years old.

Wei Zhehan bowed deeply to her: "Grandma, I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm really sorry for disturbing your rest so late."

Grandma said: "The ingredients in my rice noodle shop are passed down from our ancestors and are old recipes. I am very happy that someone likes my rice noodle so much. I will come here often to eat in the future."

On the way back to Jinxiu City.

While driving, Wei Zhehan took out a piece of paper and wiped Mu Wanqing's nose: "Mu Wanqing, you have grown up, can you stop crying so ugly every time? The mucus is slipping down, don't you think?

Is it dirty?! If it falls into the rice noodles and is eaten by Yang Mufan, he will probably vomit out all the rice in his previous life."

Mu Wanqing was so moved that she didn't know what to say. She choked with sobs and said vaguely: "Wei... Wei... Wei Zhehan, you are so kind to me."

Wei Zhehan instinctively curled up his lips and smiled, but his smile was very lonely. His instinct was to reply: "No matter how good I am to you, no matter how moved you are, you will never marry me, let alone fall in love with me."

However, in the end, he just said: "It's good to know that I'm good to you. Be good, don't cry..."

The moment she finally arrived at Jinxiu City, Mu Wanqing quickly pushed open the car door and ran in. She didn't look back, she just raised her hand and waved: "Wei Zhehan, be careful on the way back. Don't drive too much."

Soon."

Wei Zhehan lowered the car window and watched her petite figure quickly disappear into the night without looking back or even hesitating for a moment. He couldn't help but raise his lips and smile bitterly.

The dim street lights reflected his smile, which made him extremely lonely...

Mu Wanqing hugged rice noodles and rushed to the master bedroom as fast as possible. When she found that Yang Mufan was not there, she almost didn't think about it and ran straight to the study upstairs.

really--

The study door was not closed, and an orange light slanted out from the crack in the door.

Mu Wanqing skipped to the door, and just as she was about to open the door, she called out Yang Mufan's name sweetly.

However, she was not allowed to speak, and she heard Yang Mufan's cold voice coming from inside: "Drive away Mu Wanqing?! Why should we drive her away?! She and the child in her belly can save Shen Mengxin's life, why should I?"

Are you going to be so stupid as to drive her away?!"

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