He must have seen her sleeping in his bed!!! In other words: Her death has come...%>_<%
For a moment, Mu Wanqing's legs were unable to exert any strength, and they fell limply.
When Mrs. De saw her, she quickly helped her with her eyes and hands, and asked worriedly: "Miss Mu, are you okay?! Are you feeling unwell?! I'll call right away and call a private doctor for you!!"
As she said this, Mrs. De was about to go downstairs to look through the phone book.
However, she was stopped by Mu Wanqing.
Mu Wanqing held her hand on the wall and said with a somewhat pale face: "No, I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I just didn't have breakfast and I'm a little hypoglycemic. It's okay. I'll be fine if I eat something."
After saying that, Mu Wanqing struggled to hold on to the wall, with a sad expression on her face, and went downstairs unable to do so.
But all he could think about was: What to do, what to do, I must be dead.
If Yang Mufan saw him now, he would definitely divide his body into thousands of pieces.
Otherwise, pack up your things now, run away, hide and wait until Yang Mufan's anger subsides, and then crawl back weakly?!%>_<%
After struggling for half an hour in the restaurant on the first floor, Mu Wanqing finally made up her mind: go find Yang Mufan now and admit her mistake.
At this moment, Yang Mufan is with his son.
No matter how cruel he is, he can't kill someone in front of his son, can he?
After thinking about this, Mu Wanqing felt a sense of relief.
Of course, she also started to be a little arrogant and narcissistically rated her IQ a hundred points.
She stood at the door leading to the back garden, took several deep breaths, and then mustered up the courage to go in.
However, as soon as she entered the back garden, she saw this scene from a distance: a father and son wearing black and white sportswear, standing on the wide grass, doing morning exercises in unison.
The rising golden sunshine, reflecting the thin mist condensed in the air, shrouded the two of them, swaying constantly. Mu Wanqing felt that her world had never been so bright and brilliant.
She froze at the entrance of the garden, looking at the two people who were illuminated by the sun and smiling, whether it was the profile of their faces or the slightly raised corners of their lips, she suddenly felt: this moment, amazing
All the time of her life.
There was an indescribable emotion that suddenly poured into her internal organs.
The corners of Mu Wanqing's mouth could not help but rise, and at the same time, the corners of her eyes were inexplicably moist.
She had secretly fantasized and prayed in her heart about marrying Yang Mufan for a long time.
However, giving birth to a handsome son and watching them do morning exercises was something she never dared to hope for.
"Mommy, Mommy..." Mu Wanqing didn't know if she was sad, or moved, or grateful, but Admiration An's childish voice suddenly penetrated her eardrums.
After taking a closer look, he saw the short Yang Mu'an rushing toward her emotionally.
Worried that he would run unsteadily and fall, Mu Wanqing hurriedly took a few steps forward, then squatted down and firmly carried her son into her arms. She scolded her son reproachfully, but more in a doting tone: "An'an, what's wrong with mom?
Taught you?! You can't run so fast now, what if you get sick or fall down?!"
