In Mu Wanqing's eyes, there are only two things: Mother is more valuable than son. If a woman is truly loved by a man, he will love their son no matter what. The rest are empty talk and illusions.
But when Mu Wanqing carried Yang Muan to the door, Yang Mufan noticed her movements.
Suddenly standing up from the sofa, his voice suddenly became cold: "Stop. Where are you taking An An to?!"
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing froze at first, but she didn't hesitate long and ran away.
Just running with all your strength is no match for the restraint of admiration fan who can turn the tide.
Mu Wanqing was pinned against a tree in the garden by Admiration Fan, unable to move her whole body.
The only thing she could do was to hold her son tightly and not let the man in front of her take him away.
"Yang Mufan, I beg you, let An An live with me, okay?! Yang Mufan, I really beg you..." Mu Wanqing was afraid that her strength would be too great and would hurt Yang Muan, so she just
Can grab his clothes.
The altitude difference was so great that she could only raise her head to look at the blurry man with his handsome face blending into the early scene against the setting sun.
Yang Mufan looked at her with cold eyes, and then he snatched Yang Muan out of her arms without any courtesy.
Without any hesitation or pause, he turned around and left.
Mu Wanqing saw it and chased after her with some staggering steps: "Yang Mufan, what are you going to do?! Give me An An, give your son back to me, Yang Mufan..."
Mu Wanqing ran so fast that she didn't notice the vines under her feet at all. The moment she fell heavily onto the cobblestone path, she was so painful that her whole body seemed to fall apart.
When his arm crossed the fence, a large piece of skin was scratched off by the sharp edges of the wooden fence, and round and large blood beads immediately poured out eagerly.
When Yang Muan saw him, he got emotional and beat, kicked and bit Yang Mufan, crying heartbrokenly: "Mom, mom, bad uncle, let me go, I want mom, mom fell down, wuwu
~,Mom...Mom..."
Yang Mufan only paused for three seconds before walking towards the villa at a faster speed.
Mu Wanqing didn't know whether it was because her body hurt too much from the fall, or because she felt heartbroken when she heard her son cry. Anyway, she was in so much pain that she felt like she was about to die.
She wanted to stand up, but she couldn't. In the end, she could only cry at Yang Mufan's back: "Yang Mufan, can you promise me not to let Wen Xiaorou enter the kitchen?! Can you promise me to protect An An?
, can you..."
"I know how to take care of my son, I don't need you to tell me what to do!!!!!" Without any warning, Yang Mufan suddenly turned around violently, viciously gouging him out and lying on the ground, almost crying in a begging tone.
The woman said, "Mu Wanqing, don't think that you are the only one who has the ability to take care of your son. Your son has nothing to do with you for a long time. Do you understand? If you dare to try to take him away again, I will definitely let you live forever."
On December 10, without any warning, the first snowfall of winter began in City A.
Early in the morning, after Mu Wanqing got up, she combed her hair in front of the mirror in the bathroom. She didn't know whether it was because she hadn't eaten well recently, couldn't keep up with her nutrition, or for some other reason. In the past, her black and shiny hair looked like dead hair outside the window.
The trees were yellow, brittle, messy, and lifeless. If you combed them with a little force, they would fall off in large handfuls. It was very shocking...
