"... If you are interested, you sign your name. As for the alimony, I will give you as much as possible. In this way, at least you will not suffer too serious losses for everything you have put so much effort into and planned carefully..."
When Mu Wanqing heard this, her whole body shivered even more.
Her eyes were red and she gritted her teeth with a strong attitude: "I will not sign, let alone give up the custody of my son to you. Yang Mufan, you should give up on this. Where is An An now?! I want it now!
Pick him up!!!”
Yang Mufan's gloomy black eyes instantly filled with murderous intent and a sudden chill.
He said in a cold voice, word for word: "Mu Wanqing, don't toast me and eat as a fine. Do you think you have the right to refuse?! I'll give you two choices: First, give up the support of Mu An."
Right; second, collect his body for him. You should know that once Yang Mu An's identity is exposed, if I don't nod, who will dare to treat his heart disease?!"
"..." When Mu Wanqing heard this, her big eyes, which were red and swollen from crying, suddenly dimmed and turned into ashes of despair. She held the phone tremblingly, and her body, which was too thin and thin, became weak and rickety.
, she said dumbly, "He is your son..." How could you be so cruel and use his life as a bet?!
"So what?! As long as I am willing, in this life, apart from money, I will lack nothing more than a son." Admiration Fan's face was full of evil and sycophantic, and he smiled very wickedly.
Mu Wanqing was completely unsteady and felt dizzy.
Tang Moyu, who had been standing by his side and paying attention to the battle situation, saw that she was like a fish out of water, dying and was about to die. He quickly hugged her and said eagerly: "Mu Wanqing, calm down, Mu Wanqing...
"
Mu Wanqing felt that her chest hurt terribly, especially when she thought that she was about to lose An An, her heart was as sharp as a knife.
She said weakly: "Tang Moyu, he wants to take away An An... He wants to take away my son. You said... How can I live without An An... I will never see my son again.
Alright, An'an... An'an..."
Over the years, An An has been the only motivation to support her and keep going. She can't imagine what she would become if she lost An An.
Tang Moyu frowned when he saw that Mu Wanqing seemed to be drowning and suffocating.
Without hesitation, he grabbed the mobile phone in Mu Wanqing's hand and found that the call had not been hung up. He said bluntly: "Yang Mufan, since you have admitted that An An is your son, then you should also accept Mu Wanqing."
Let's go. No matter what, Mu Wanqing is An An's biological mother. You can't be too heartless or cruel. An An has always hoped that he would have a father and a mother like other children. You can't let him finally have a father.
, but lost his mother at the same time, this... is really cruel to the child."
After listening to Tang Moyu's words, Yang Mufan couldn't help but sneered in a low voice: "This is a matter between Mu Wanqing and I, and it is not Mr. Tang's turn to intervene. As for whether my son will have a mother, let alone you, Tang
Big CEO, I don’t have half a dime relationship. Let me tell you this, there are so many women around me, any one of them is better than Mu Wanqing. I think: My fiancée Wen Xiaorou will definitely take good care of him, and she will definitely not
Treat him badly and let him suffer a little bit of injustice."
"Stepmother, can you compare with your biological mother?!" Tang Moyu couldn't help but get angry.
