860. Chapter 860 I think you should not take care of your son
There is no way!!!!!!!!! He will never allow his son to call others dad!!!!!!!!!
Under Yang Mufan's dark eyes, there was a terrifying world of ice and snow. He acted very rudely and arrogantly, hugging Yang Muan, and then walked out quickly with the fierce wind and anger all over his body that could not be extinguished no matter how hard he poured it out.
When Mu Wanqing saw this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she chased her out. As she ran, she shouted: "Yang Mufan, wait for me, Yang Mufan, where are you taking An An to?! Yang Mufan..."
However, Yang Mufan's movements were too fast. When Mu Wanqing chased after him, Yang Mufan had already entered the elevator.
His slender fingers kept pressing the door-open button, but the elevator door still closed ruthlessly, blocking them in two different worlds.
Mu Wanqing was extremely frightened. Her thin and frail body was shaking violently, and her mind was extremely confused.
She didn't understand what Yang Mufan's intention was when he suddenly struggled to pick up his son despite his cries.
There was only a moment of confusion and sluggishness, and then Mu Wanqing turned around and ran towards the safe passage.
When she rushed to the hospital door out of breath, Yang Mufan had already carried An An into the black car.
She rushed over in panic, slammed the car window hard, and then cried and shouted: "Yang Mufan, stop the car and let me get in the car."
"Yang Mufan, you promised to let me take care of An An."
"I admire Fan..."
The car had just started and the speed was not very fast. Mu Wanqing could barely catch up.
After chasing for dozens of meters, the black car suddenly stopped.
Mu Wanqing immediately went to pull the door lock.
However, no matter how hard she pulled, she couldn't open it, and the car door was locked tightly.
Mu Wanqing suddenly became anxious, and her tears became even more intense.
The black car window slowly lowered to half, revealing Yang Mufan's cold and handsome face. At the same time, Yang Muan's heartbreaking cry was heard: "Mom, I want my mother. Bad uncle, I don't want you, I want my mother,
Let me go!!!! Let me go!!!!!! I hate you, bad guy.”
Yang Mufan was not moved by Yang Muan's cries at all, he just gouged out Mu Wanqing coldly, his gloomy eyes devoid of any emotion or warmth.
He pursed his beautiful thin lips that were filled with chills, and spoke in a hoarse and magnetic voice. It sounded so nice, but it felt like he had been frozen in an ice cellar: "Mu Wanqing, I think it's better for you not to take care of your son. From now on, I will never
You are allowed to see your son again, and if you know his identity, please stop messing around."
After finishing speaking, the car window was raised, the black car started again, and Juechen left.
Mu Wanqing froze on the spot, her eyes were red and swollen, staring blankly at the rear of the car that disappeared rapidly, and she even forgot to shed tears.
Don't take care of your son...
You are not allowed to see your son again...
Why do you do this to her?!
The son is hers. She worked hard to get pregnant for ten months, endured all the hardships, and suffered all the looks of shame, and finally gave birth to him.
Why did he take it away at his word, and now he wouldn't even let her see her son?!
The night was getting darker and darker, as beautiful and peaceful as a picture scroll. However, a burst of high-pitched crying came from the Xishang Courtyard, breaking the peaceful tranquility, making people irritable, angry and angry.
