948. Chapter 948 Admire Fan and choose me or Mu Wanqing?
On the phone, Yang Mufan didn't understand what happened, so the moment he walked in, he frowned and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on?! Who makes the first move?!"
The moment he saw Yang Mufan, Yang Muan felt even more aggrieved.
The crying that was finally stopped suddenly erupted like a flood bursting from a dam.
He curled his lips, broke away from Mu Wanqing's arms, and then staggered towards Yang Mufan.
The moment he hugged Yang Mufan's thigh tightly, he whimpered inarticulately: "Uncle... uncle... uncle, Aunt Xiaorou wants to beat An An, uncle... uncle, she also slandered An An as a thief and a bad boy,
I stole my uncle's necklace, wuwu... uncle... An An doesn't like Aunt Xiaorou anymore, wu wu... An An wants to go back to her mother's home, An An wants to go back to her own home, uncle, An An wants to go home..."
Listening to his son's wails, he admired Fan Ying's straight eyebrows and frowned even more.
As his son's hoarse cries became more and more heartbreaking, Yang Mufan felt that his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat scratching him.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Yang Mu'an, and saw crystal clear tears sliding down both sides of his fair face. Perhaps he was crying too sadly and too hard, and the tip of his nose was red.
Squatting down slightly, Yang Mufan picked up Yang Mu'an, whispered a few words of coaxing, then turned to look at Wen Xiaorou, his tone was particularly unhappy: "Xiaorou, An An is just a child, how could you treat An An like this?!
Don’t you know that treating An An like this will frighten him?!"
After hearing Yang Mufan's reproach, Wen Xiaorou showed no other expression except that her face turned a little paler.
She looked straight at Yang Mufan, and after a long while she smiled coldly to herself.
She just spoke to Yang Mu'an in a mild tone, without even touching his hair, and he just yelled and yelled at her like this.
When Mu Wanqing pushed her son down the stairs of the company and almost killed her son, why didn't he say a harsh word to Mu Wanqing?!
Sure enough, you need comparison to know your own weight.
At the same time, I realized how much I overestimated my capabilities.
Wen Xiaorou's sneer, no matter who looks at it, no matter from which angle, it is weird and scary at this moment.
Yang Mufan frowned and looked at the cold smile on Wen Xiaorou's lips, her thin lips pursed deeply and tightly.
For a long time, when he was about to say something, Wen Xiaorou suddenly suppressed all the emotions on her face, stared at Yang Mufan expressionlessly, and said word by word: "Yang Mufan, choose me or Mu Wan."
Qing?! There can only be room for one person in this family. I’m really fed up with living under the same roof as your ex-wife and son. Yang Mufan, have you ever thought about it from my perspective? You let your ex-wife
How much does it hurt me to live in our home with my son?! What happened today is indeed my fault, but you are the culprit who caused this result. If you don’t want to cause bad consequences, you should make a choice
.If you choose Mu Wanqing and your biological son, I, Wen Xiaorou, will move out immediately without looking back..."
Mu Wanqing sat on the bed in the room for a long time, motionless. After a while, she got up, took out the clothes from the closet, and then folded them one by one and put them in the suitcase...
