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955. Chapter 955 Mu Wanqing, what are you crazy about?

"...I tell you: The reason why God created men and women is because men are destined to be inseparable from women in this life. Yang Mufan may care about An An, but so what?! Can you guarantee that from now on, Yang Mufan and I will not be separated from each other?

Will there be a biological son?! Don't be naive and stupid, have you ever thought about this possibility: Yang Mufan knows that Sheng Sheng is not his biological son, but he personally takes care of Sheng Sheng. Do you know what this means?!"

"..." As soon as Mu Wanqing heard this, the color on her palm-sized face suddenly faded rapidly.

The most beautiful thing in the world is love; the most hurtful thing is love.

The pride of a woman is that of a man.

A woman's sorrow is also a man's.

Undoubtedly, Mu Wanqing at this moment was not only injured, but also so humble that she could not lift her head.

Wen Xiaorou saw that Mu Wanqing's face turned extremely pale bit by bit, and even the color on her lips quickly faded. A triumphant smile immediately appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Her speaking voice is as sweet and sweet as an oriole's.

She said: "That's because Yang Mufan really loved me so much that he didn't care at all and didn't care about my past. No matter whose son I gave birth to, he loved and pampered Mu Wan with all his heart.

Qing, if it were you, you would give birth to a bastard, would you love me if you admire me?! Would you accept it?!"





When Wen Xiaorou returned triumphantly with Yanmu Sheng in hand, she had just walked out of the villa. Yanmu Sheng turned back and looked at Mu Wanqing's little head, then raised her head high and asked: "Mommy, Mommy, what do you mean if you are not your biological son?

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Hearing this, Wen Xiaorou frowned and thought for a moment, then she knelt down and explained seriously: "Not being a biological son means: Daddy loves Sheng Sheng very much, very much, more than anything else in the world..."

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It was already dusk when Mu Wanqing regained consciousness.

The sunset in early winter, although equally golden, is not as naked and dazzling as in summer. It is hazy and weak, as if it is tightly bound and wrapped by thick sadness, making it particularly heavy...

After standing in one position for a long time, Mu Wanqing regained consciousness. The moment she moved, her whole body was so numb that she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.

When she came to her senses, she suddenly realized something and almost rolled on the ground and ran towards Xishang Courtyard.

The moment she opened the door of the main villa panting, she saw Wen Xiaorou in home clothes, with a high ponytail, holding a bowl and a spoon, sitting on the sofa to feed An An something.

Seeing this scene, Mu Wanqing's emotions completely lost control.

She rushed forward suddenly, pushed Wen Xiaorou away, then hugged Yang Muan, and then in a hoarse voice, she roared loudly: "Wen Xiaorou, what are you feeding An An?!"

At this moment, Yang Mufan had just come down from upstairs after taking a shower, and happened to see this scene.

He immediately raised his eyebrows in displeasure, looked at Mu Wanqing with some hatred, and scolded: "Mu Wanqing, why are you so crazy?! Did Xiaorou provoke you or provoke you?! Why are you rushing?

Come in and hurt people?!"

Mu Wanqing's whole body was trembling. She saw that when Wen Xiaorou was pushed to the ground just now, the bowl and chopsticks in her hand were smashed to pieces, and her palm happened to be pressed on the fragments. The snow-white carpet was immediately covered with shocking blood...


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