At this point, Wen Xiaorou's tone suddenly paused. She turned back and looked straight at Mu Wanqing, and then said word by word with extra seriousness and firmness: "Once you get the custody rights back, Miss Mu, you have to take An An with you, can you
Go as far as you want and never appear in front of Mu Fan again. Can you do it?!"
"..." Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing's big black and white eyes and brown pupils suddenly tightened. She stared straight at Wen Xiaorou, pursed her red lips and looked at Wen Xiaorou for a long time before speaking, "If...
What if I don’t agree?!”
Wen Xiaorou smiled indifferently, harmlessly and warmly: "Miss Mu, you should think carefully before making a decision. I have come to talk to you about this matter today. I have thought about it many times. If you don't agree, it's just because you saw Mu Fan now
It’s good to do his best to An An, but have you ever thought about how he will treat An An well after I have many, many children with him in the future?!”
Wen Xiaorou's speaking voice is neither high nor low, neither urgent nor slow, crisp and ear-melting, and very nice to hear.
But when it fell into Mu Wanqing's ear, it pricked her eardrum, causing bursts of tearing pain.
Wen Xiaorou took the tongs and threw a sugar cube into the coffee. Seeing that Mu Wanqing had no intention of speaking, she continued: "Miss Mu, please forgive me for saying something offensive. As a woman, you should
Be clear: Most of the time, what men love is not just their own children, but... they will choose who gave birth to this child. In other words: I don’t know, have you ever heard of a saying called '
Aiwujiwu'. Maybe Mu Fan in the past would love An An very much because he loves you, but now, in his heart, eyes, and mind, he only loves me, this one woman. Even if he likes her, he will only love me.
I prefer the children I gave birth to. What do you think, Miss Mu?!"
"..." After hearing this, Mu Wanqing forced herself to put on a false mask of calmness, which was finally shattered. Her palm-sized face was as ugly as ashes, with no trace of blood, and her thin lips were pursed into a straight line.
I was shivering uncontrollably.
She did not deny at all that Wen Xiaorou's words were extremely reasonable.
Men are like this. If they know that the woman they love madly is pregnant, they will be ecstatic; on the contrary, they will either be disgusted or frightened and feel that it is a burden.
Would a man with such a strong desire to control his subjective consciousness like Yang Mufan love a child that could only be regarded as a child born for him by a woman he loved in the past?!
In fact, many times, Mu Wanqing still doesn't know whether Yang Mufan has ever truly loved her in this life.
Isn’t that sad?!
Seeing Mu Wanqing's momentum being defeated by her bit by bit, Wen Xiaorou raised the corners of her mouth higher and higher, and the smile in her eyes became more and more dazzling.
She said: "Miss Mu, I am not targeting you, but discussing the matter with you. I hope you won't take it personally. Secondly, think about it again. Instead of following me and Mu Fan An An, look at me and him, and us
Our child enjoys family happiness every day, but he is excluded from the world. How lonely and uncomfortable is that?! Even if we are willing to open our hearts to him, he will hide himself or trap himself in his heart.
On a lonely and uninhabited island. Are you willing to watch your son like this?! Of course, I don't deny it at all. I have no selfish motives in letting you take An An away. I like An An quite a lot, but liking her is just liking her after all.
Women are selfish, especially in front of the man they love most. They hope that the man will give her the love: wholeheartedly, wholeheartedly, and overwhelmingly. I am no exception. I hope you can understand me. As for
Regarding property inheritance, Miss Mu, please give me a price for how much you want..."
She doesn't even know how she returned to Xishangyuan, where she went and what she did before going back.
All she knew was that when she regained consciousness, she was already sitting on the edge of Yang Mu'an's little bed, looking at her son who was sleeping soundly and looking unusually peaceful and peaceful without blinking.
And, in her hand, at some point, there was a copper product with three small, medium and large handprints printed on it.
This family photo and handprints were made by the hospital for An An on the day she spoke out.
That day, she searched online for a long time, and finally found out that Yang Mufan had donated a large amount of money to a charity. In order to thank him, the charity printed his fingerprints and hung them on the celebrity wall at the door.
She came out of the hospital and made a special trip there to copy his fingerprints.
After going back and forth for three months, I finally got this three-mouth handprint.
No one knows that that day she got this copper product from the hospital, hugged the crying Yang Muan, and squatted there crying how miserable she was...
On the one hand, she was happy. The family of three finally had something as a souvenir to prove that they were a family.
On the other hand, she felt too uncomfortable, especially when she thought about the mother in the bed next to hers during the hospital stay. On the day of delivery, the mother's husband went to take fingerprints.
Within three days they had the copper products.
Mu Wanqing still can't forget how happily her family of three sat next to her that day. The sound of chatting, mixed with the sound of the baby's humming, was reflected diagonally outside the window.
The golden sunset, how warm and bright that scene was.
That day, she secretly fantasized in her mind ten times. If Yang Mufan was here, would their family be like this...
When Yang Mufan returned home that day, it was already late at night.
Full of alcohol.
Mu Wanqing stood at the window of her son's room and heard the sound of a vehicle stalling in the yard. She quickly stuck her head out and looked down.
I saw two bodyguards helping the shaky Yang Mufan out of the car. After taking a few steps, Yang Mufan squatted in the flower garden nearby and vomited heartily.
She was just about to rush down to take a look, but before she could take any action, she saw a slender white figure rushing out of the villa...
