With that said, Mu Wanqing was about to stand up, but Tang Moyu held her down: "That's enough Mu Wanqing!!!!"
Between Tang Moyu's brows, there was a biting cold air, fiercely pouring out.
He stared straight at Mu Wanqing, who seemed a little scared. He realized that his tone was too harsh, so he softened his tone and said, "Don't look at An An's photos anymore, let alone think about everything about An An, you know
How many times did you look at the photo alone tonight?! Did you look at it a total of twenty times!!!!"
"What's the point of being obsessed with An An's photos?! If you don't eat or drink and just look at An An's photos, that man will return An An to you, and An An will come back to you?!"
Tang Moyu was really angry.
Mu Wanqing had no idea why Tang Moyu was so angry.
She stared at him with big innocent yet panic eyes, then sat back on the bed, then... took the photo box, turned around, and wanted to look at An An's photo again.
When Tang Moyu saw it, he was even more furious.
He gritted his teeth and grabbed the box forcefully.
When Mu Wanqing saw it, she shouted excitedly: "Why are you taking my photo?!"
"Give me back An An's photo!!"
"Tang Moyu, don't take An An away, give An An back to me!!!"
"Tang Moyu!!!!"
Mu Wanqing rushed towards Tang Moyu like crazy, and when she snatched the photo back, she immediately jumped to the corner farthest from Tang Moyu and shrank, holding the box against her chest with all her strength.
Tang Moyu saw her staring at him warily, her thin and thin body trembling violently because of fear.
Seeing this scene, Tang Moyu felt very uncomfortable.
He pursed his thin lips and stood there for a long time, slowly approaching with his long legs.
Mu Wanqing hugged the box tightly, and then cried: "Tang Moyu, don't take away An An's photo. The only thing I can see now is his photo. Tang Moyu, I really miss you too much."
I miss An An, but I don’t know what to do. Tang Moyu, don’t care about me, even if I fall into hell, don’t care about me. Tang Moyu, I dreamed about An An again last night, and he just sat in the living room obediently,
Eat the fish soup I cooked with relish..."
Tang Moyu paused in front of Mu Wanqing. Seeing her fragile appearance, he felt heartbroken.
He raised his hand, smoothed her increasingly dull and yellowing hair, and whispered: "I didn't mean to take away An An's photos, I just want you to calm down. We can just look at An An's photos every day." Mu
Wanqing, even if there is no An'an in the world, our lives must continue, right?!"
But Mu Wanqing shook her head fiercely and kept shouting: "You don't understand, you don't understand anything."
Since having An An, she will never have that terrible nightmare again.
She knew that God must have mercy on her to give her the child she had lost.
Tang Moyu patiently asked: "Wanqing, you must not lose An'an, right?!"
Mu Wanqing nodded fiercely.
"Look, even if we have to go to court with Yang Mufan to fight for An An's custody rights, you must be capable, right?! Not to mention anything else, our financial ability alone cannot be too bad. We must make the judge feel that An An is following
You, at least he has no worries about his life." Tang Moyu analyzed carefully, "For An An, you should work harder and live a better life, so that you can take better care of him, what do you think?!"
