774. Chapter 774 In the afternoon, I sent Yang Muan abroad
After hearing this, Mu Wanqing became angry: "Yang Mufan, An An is still so young, how can you file a lawsuit and treat him like an object and rob him here and there?!"
If An An knew about it, it would be so sad and sad.
"You don't know that?!" Yang Mufan's voice suddenly trembled, and he said with a strong evil spirit, "Mu Wanqing, I don't have time to mess around with you, and I don't want Yang Muan to be hurt, so please sign quickly."
"I just want to be with my son, protect him, and prevent him from getting hurt. Yang Mufan, please give me three years, okay?" Mu Wanqing cried with tears streaming down her face.
"As long as I can stay with my son, I can do anything you ask me to do..."
After hearing this, Yang Mufan immediately sneered: "Protect your son and prevent him from getting hurt?! Mu Wanqing, are you doubting me, or are you mocking me for not being able to protect your own son?!"
It's just so funny.
It was the funniest joke he had ever heard.
Mu Wanqing had tears in her eyes and bit her lip without saying a word. She knew that it was extremely ridiculous to say these words in front of Yang Mufan.
But……
As a woman, she understands Wen Xiaorou's thoughts very well.
No matter how kind and beautiful Wen Xiaorou is, she cannot tolerate the man she likes having other children.
Without her by his side, if An An went to such a family, not only she would be hurt, but at least she would be wronged.
Her An An is so cute, what should she do if she is wronged?!
Lock yourself up or hide secretly?!
Yang Mufan stood on the green grass, looking at Yang Muan who was happily running around on the golf course following the plane. His dark eyes were blurry, as deep as the ocean, so mysterious that it was impossible to guess what he was doing at this moment.
What on earth is he thinking about at this moment?
Mu Wanqing remained silent.
So the other end of the phone was extremely silent for a moment.
In addition to Mu Wanqing's subtle sniffing sound from time to time, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of her tears falling one after another...
Yang Mufan held the phone and gradually became a little restless.
After a long silence, he urged impatiently: "Mu Wanqing, if you don't sign this morning, I will send Yang Mu'an abroad this afternoon and you will never see him in your life. I am definitely not kidding."
Before Mu Wanqing could reply, Yang Mufan quickly cut off the phone call.
Then he accurately threw the phone into the arms of Mrs. De, who was standing five meters away: "No matter who calls, I will not answer the call."
After saying that, he walked straight towards Yang Mu'an, who had been squatting on the ground for a while in the distance.
"What's wrong?!" Yang Mufan asked in a low voice as he came closer.
Yang Muan held the broken model airplane and raised his head pitifully. There were still crystal clear tears hanging on his long and curly eyelashes. He held up the airplane and said to Yang Mufan in a very aggrieved manner: "I broke the airplane.
Already..."
Yang Mufan had to admit that although Yang Muan's facial features looked exactly like his own.
However, his eyelashes looked very much like Mu Wanqing's. They were long, curly and thick.
Yang Mufan looked down from a high position, holding up the broken plane and looking at Yang Muan, his handsome eyebrows slightly wrinkled.
He pursed his thin lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "If it breaks, it breaks. It's just a toy airplane. How can you cry like this? I'm sorry, you are a little man, but you are like a toy airplane."
Girls also love to cry, but you don’t blush or feel ashamed?!”
