879. Chapter 879 Mu Fan told me that he always wanted a daughter.
So he walked over, ignored Yang Mu'an's resistance, and easily picked him up in the air...
Seeing Yang Muan's little hands waving wildly in the air, her pretty little face stained with oil stains, almost twisted into a ball with anger, Yang Mufan frowned, turned his head and glared at the completely stupid Mu Wanqing,
He yelled: "What are you doing standing there?! Why don't you give me the tissue? Look how dirty my son is?!"
Can she even stand it?!
Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then nodded dully and said yes again and again.
When she propped herself up to get the tissue paper, her movements were too sharp and she overturned the basin of lobsters on the bench.
There was a loud "Bang~" sound, and lobster and chili oil were sprinkled all over the floor.
Mu Wanqing was dumbfounded.
A few drops of oil splashed high into Yang Muan's eyes.
When I admired An, I cried: "It hurts so much, my eyes. The chili oil flew into my eyes, it hurts so much..."
Yang Mufan's nose was so angry that he quickly walked to the bathroom while carrying his son, and yelled angrily: "Mu Wanqing, can you stop being so clumsy every time?! Ever since you were a kid, I don't care what you do.
If you don’t smear shit all over me, you just smear shit all over Yang Muchen. Now it’s fine and it’s transferred to my son. Tell me, what’s the point of living for you?! Why don’t you die?!”
"..." Listening to Yang Mufan's ridicule, Mu Wanqing felt extremely aggrieved.
It's obviously his fault.
Every time he appeared, he always had a stern look on his face, which made her nervous, and then she panicked and made mistakes.
If he doesn't show up, it's obvious that she is doing well in everything she does.
Before he came, she and her son ate lobster, and they were so happy...
When Mu Wanqing took Yang Muan downstairs for breakfast, she just walked to the corner of the first and second floors when she saw Yang Mufan in a black formal suit, slightly hugging Wen Xiaorou who was on her toes to tie his tie.
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The two of them stood at the door in an intimate manner, not knowing what they were talking about.
At this moment, Yang Mufan was facing the direction of her.
Although she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but... his slightly raised perfect lips severely stung her eyes and sensitive and fragile nerves.
Mu Wanqing held her son's hand and stood stiffly at the corner of the stairs. She was helpless and hurt as she watched Wen Xiaorou tie her tie. Before Yang Mufan went out, she naturally lowered her head and kissed her on the forehead.
He took the briefcase handed to him by the maid, opened the door and left.
With extremely gentle eyes, Wen Xiaorou watched Yang Mufan get into the black car and leave Xishang Courtyard. She then looked back and planned to go upstairs to freshen up and then send Yang Mufan to kindergarten.
However, just as she turned around, she met Mu Wanqing's eyes that were filled with tears.
She was startled for a moment, and then her big clear black and white eyes were filled with a sneer of pride and victory. As she went upstairs, she said in a very apologetic tone: "Miss Mu, I'm sorry, I made you laugh.
Even though Mu Fan usually has very high requirements for his own dress, he is actually very careless and often doesn't tie his tie well. I hope you don't mind."
As she said that, she bent down slightly, smiled brightly at her admirer An, and shouted sweetly and softly: "An'an, good morning."
"Aunt Wen, good morning." Yang Mu'an raised her little head and replied politely.
Wen Xiaorou stroked his hair: "An An is so good. What do you want for breakfast?! Tell Auntie and she will prepare it for you, okay?! You must not be polite."
On the surface, this sentence seems so gentle, considerate and passionate.
Yang Mu'an is just a child and can't hear what's going on behind the scenes, but how could Mu Wanqing not notice it?
do not mention it?!
Why should An An be 'pleasant'?!
This is Yang Mufan's home, and he is Yang Mufan's son, which means: this is also his home.
Why are you so polite?!
Wen Xiaorou's words clearly meant that she completely regarded herself as the mistress of Xishang Courtyard. In her eyes, Yang Mu'an was just an outsider and a guest.
Perhaps stimulated by the scene just now, the thorns all over Mu Wanqing's body stood up faintly.
She stared at Wen Xiaorou coldly, and then whispered: "No. I will take care of An An's breakfast myself, so there is no need to trouble Miss Wen."
Wen Xiaorou naturally felt the hostility in Mu Wanqing's words, but she didn't care. She raised her eyebrows and went upstairs without saying anything else.
Mu Wanqing personally made breakfast for Yang Muan in the kitchen.
Because of the last milk powder incident, even though she heard that the real culprit had been arrested, she still didn't dare to slack off at all and still stayed in the kitchen cooking.
Of course, she checked those ingredients over and over again.
Make sure there are no problems before using it.
While having breakfast, Wen Xiaorou put on a gorgeous yet low-key limited edition women's windbreaker in sapphire blue, and went out holding hands with Yan Mu Sheng, who was dressed handsomely and coolly and carrying a small schoolbag.
When Yang Mu Sheng meets Mu Wanqing, he always says "a bad woman, a dead woman".
Today is no exception.
Mu Wanqing had no intention of arguing with him.
After all, he is just a child.
Wen Xiaorou seemed docile, but in fact he gave her a vicious look, and then left with a high head without looking back.
Mu Wanqing discovered something unusual about her son.
From the moment Yang Mu Sheng appeared, his eyes were fixed on the schoolbag on his back.
Mu Wanqing touched her little head, and then whispered: "An An, do you also want to go to kindergarten? After An An's operation is successful and you recover from the disease, your mother and uncle will send you to school, okay?
?!"
After hearing this, Yang Muan instinctively looked up at her and asked, "Will uncle really send me to school?!"
Mu Wanqing nodded: "Yes. I will definitely send An An to school."
Yang Mu'an didn't say anything more and buried his head in cooking.
But Mu Wanqing clearly caught the bright light bursting out of her son's eyes...
Mu Wanqing never expected that Wen Xiaorou would suddenly call and invite her to have coffee at a coffee shop near Wen Xiaorou's workplace.
Originally, she didn't want to go.
However, Wen Xiaorou said: "I don't have any ill intentions, I just want to talk to you about the custody rights of Yang Muan and the future life issues."
So, Mu Wanqing hurried over without stopping.
When she left Xishangyuan, she asked Mrs. De to help her temporarily take care of Yang Mu'an.
Sister-in-law De readily agreed.
It's just that Yang Mu'an was a little unhappy and clamored to follow.
Mu Wanqing scolded her and sent her back.
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Cafe.
When Mu Wanqing rushed over, Wen Xiaorou had already chosen a seat, ordered coffee, and sat by the window, drinking coffee and reading fashion magazines in an elegant and noble manner.
Seeing her coming, Wen Xiaorou raised her hand to signal.
Mu Wanqing secretly tugged on the bag that was slung across her shoulders, took a few deep breaths, and then stepped forward bravely.
"What to drink?! Blue Mountain Coffee, how is it?! The Blue Mountain Coffee in this shop tastes very good." Wen Xiaorou asked in a low voice.
Mu Wanqing said to the waiter: "Just give me a glass of boiled water."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter politely withdrew.
Mu Wanqing got straight to the point and went straight to the point: "Miss Wen, I want to know: What did you mean by that phone call just now?!"
Wen Xiaorou held the delicate coffee spoon with her slender and beautiful fingers, stirred the coffee a few times, then took a sip.
After hesitating for a while, she whispered: "Miss Mu, why do you ask even though you know everything? We are both women, so you should be able to understand my situation and thoughts."
Mu Wanqing didn't want to talk nonsense to her, so she replied without delay: "I'm stupid and can't think straight. I hope Wen Xiaorou won't go around and play charades with me and explain it clearly."
Wen Xiaorou smiled, raised her eyebrows and nodded, "In that case, I won't talk nonsense to you. Miss Mu, you should know that Mu Fan and I have already planned to get married. He just proposed to me a few days ago, and I agreed to marry him."
Give it to him, our wedding date should be soon."
"..." Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing's hand that had just held the water glass tightened suddenly. Marriage?! They are getting married?!
Wen Xiaorou clearly saw Mu Wanqing's face gradually fade and become extremely pale. She had no intention of stopping at all and continued: "So far, he and I have had a prosperous relationship, and there will definitely be others after marriage.
Children. Mu Fan told me that he has always wanted a daughter. After we get married, we will definitely have children immediately."
Mu Wanqing's hand squeezed the water glass and trembled uncontrollably.
"Although, An An is also his son. An An is lively and cute. To be honest, I like him very much. But, are you sure that An An being with us all the time is the best choice for him and will not cause harm to him?
!" Wen Xiaorou turned her head slightly and looked out the window. A little bit of the misty golden sunshine finally seeped out, and her tone was unhurried, "If this is An An's choice, I, Wen Xiaorou, will naturally treat him as my own. It's just that
I can't control whether he can treat me as his biological mother. The purpose of asking you out today is very simple: if you want to return An An's custody rights, I can help. But the premise is..."
At this point, Wen Xiaorou's tone suddenly paused. She turned back and looked straight at Mu Wanqing, and then said word for word with extra seriousness and firmness: "Once you get the custody rights back, Miss Mu, you have to take An An with you.
Go as far as you can and never appear in front of Mu Fan again. Can you do it?!"
Ps: The update is completed today. This chapter has 3,000 words, counting as three chapters.
