"...Yang Mufan, you should understand how uncomfortable it is that your biological mother has to leave you. I beg you, don't let your son go through that again, okay..."
Hearing that Mu Wanqing was pleading with him not to do this or that to his son, he couldn't control his anger.
"Mu Wanqing, I have already said that Yang Mu'an is my son. How I treat him is my business and has nothing to do with you. Secondly, I don't need a woman to stand in front of me and tell me how to raise him.
Son." Yang Mufan's eyebrows remained cold, and his handsome face was so twisted that it looked like he wanted to eat someone.
"..." Mu Wanqing looked at the red light burning and spreading in his dark eyes. She didn't dare to provoke him anymore, so she could only shut up, and then looked at him with endless aggrieved eyes.
When Wen Xiaorou came to the hospital with Sheng Sheng in her arms, she also brought a bucket of chicken soup.
From a distance, she saw Yang Mufan standing outside the intensive care unit, looking at Mu Wanqing with a cold look on his face.
But Mu Wanqing closed her ears and shrank her neck. She was suppressed by Yang Mufan's venomous and sharp eyes and buried her head very low, like a child who had done something wrong and was being severely criticized by his guardian.
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Wen Xiaorou's hand holding the thermos bucket was unknowingly exerting so much force that her knuckles turned white.
"Mu Fan..." Wen Xiaorou walked over quickly with Sheng Sheng in her arms and asked anxiously, "How is An An's situation?!"
Hearing Wen Xiaorou's voice, Yang Mufan immediately retracted his naked and fierce gaze and raised his eyes to look over.
"It should be fine. After a few days of observation, you can transfer to the general ward when the condition is stable." Yang Mufan answered truthfully.
When Wen Xiaorou heard this, she frowned deeply and relaxed. She looked relieved. She smiled slightly and said, "It's okay. I'm worried to death today."
"Daddy, give me a hug." The sleepy Yang Mu Sheng glanced at Yang Mu Fan and immediately let go of Wen Xiaorou's neck and turned towards Yang Mu Fan.
Yang Mufan rushed over to him as soon as he saw him, and his center of gravity suddenly shifted. Wen Xiaorou was holding the thermos bucket in her other hand. She couldn't hold it firmly with one hand. Seeing that Yang Mufan was about to fall to the ground, he immediately hugged him and took advantage of the situation.
He took it and held it firmly in his arms.
Wen Xiaorou was frightened out of her wits by Admiration Sheng's actions just now, and couldn't help but feel a little angry.
Although Yang Mu Sheng was frightened, he giggled happily. Wen Xiaorou was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to slap his butt.
When Yang Mu Sheng saw it, he immediately exclaimed: "Daddy, Mommy is going to beat Sheng Sheng again, Daddy, help me, woohoo~, wow~"
Yang Mufan instinctively turned his body away, holding Yang Mu Sheng to avoid Wen Xiaorou's poisonous palm.
"You brat, you don't scare me a few times every day and don't stop, right?!"
"If you have the ability, don't hide in Daddy's arms. When you come down, see how I deal with you."
Wen Xiaorou shouted angrily.
Yang Mu Sheng retorted disdainfully: "I'm not stupid, so I won't come down."
"..." Wen Xiaorou was very angry, her pretty little face turned red, and she walked around and was about to beat her up.
The originally quiet corridor suddenly became extremely joyful.
While the three of them were playing and playing, Mu Wanqing just looked at her coldly and stood lonely in the dim shadow of the corridor...
