Mu Wanqing whispered, "Jinfei, you don't understand Yang Mufan very well. If he doesn't like it or will hinder him, no matter what it is or who he is, he will clean it up without blinking an eye.
I can see that he really likes Wen Xiaorou and their son. What do you think a man like Yang Mufan would do if he knew about An An's existence?! If he knew that An An was in danger, it would only be An An.
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Either snatch An An away from her and serve as a foil to Yang Mu Sheng; or throw her a sum of money and let her take An An to completely separate herself from him, and then get away as far as she wants, and never
Appear again.
No matter which possibility it was, she couldn't bear it.
An'an is her only one now, and she doesn't allow him to be hurt at all, even if it's a possibility or a trend.
Her son was so cute, so smart and beautiful, and she didn't want him to know that he was abandoned by his father before he was born, let alone that he was never needed or loved by his father.
She just wanted her son to be happy. Even though she knew she didn't have a father, she could still secretly fantasize about it in her heart.
In fact, the way it is now, it's pretty good.
Occasionally, she could be stupid and be a Q, silently and luxuriously thinking about the possibility of happiness for their family of three.
On sunny weekends, she and Yang Mufan can take their son to the park for a picnic.
Or, on a snowy New Year's Eve, they can pile up three snow dolls of different sizes in the yard.
When it rains, Yang Mufan can take An An into the heavy rain and soak in the rain happily.
In fact, the scene she thinks about the most is: Yang Mufan, carrying An An on his shoulders with one hand, holding her with the other, walking endlessly along an endless road, against the sunset, and then full of hope.
Looking forward to the next tomorrow for their family...
A scene like that is really beautiful when you think about it.
Jin Fei was speechless after hearing Mu Wanqing's words, and no longer knew what to say.
They say: A weak woman makes a man feel bad; a strong woman makes a woman feel bad.
There is no doubt that Mu Wanqing is the one who is determined to be strong and does not want to show her weakness and helplessness in front of Yang Mufan, so... Yang Mufan will always be around other women.
Jinfei looked straight at it. In just three years, her whole body had gone through many vicissitudes and she looked exhausted. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable and distressed.
Suddenly she stretched out her slender arms and hugged Mu Wanqing. She whispered in Mu Wanqing's ear: "Wanqing, let me take care of you."
After hearing this, Mu Wanqing obviously wanted to smile, but... tears fell down...
That night, Jinfei stayed at her house. Mu Wanqing's bed was a small single bed, which was obviously impractical for sleeping two adults.
She wanted to sleep on the sofa, but Jinfei refused to do so and fought for her to sleep on the sofa.
The consequences of the two people's disagreement were: Jinfei slept with Mu Xiaoni, and she slept with An'an.
The moonlight that night was really beautiful.
Like a beautiful veil sloping down from the sky, it gently envelopes this city, bright and quiet.
Mu Wanqing lay on her side on the bed, supporting her head with one hand. Under the gentle moonlight, she looked at the tranquility on his face after he fell asleep. She couldn't help but lower her head and kiss her son's handsome and delicate face.
She didn't know how many times she said to herself: That's it, it's enough for her to protect An An alone.
(Attention, Feifei added some content to the previous chapter, so I moved the extra words to this chapter. You can go back and read it. It doesn’t matter if you don’t go back. It won’t affect your reading anyway.)
