Mu Wanqing had a sullen face and stood silently at the door for a long time, then stepped forward, raised her foot, and kicked her out: "Tang Moyu, you pooped, get up!!!"
Mu Wanqing didn't know what kind of blow Tang Moyu had suffered, or how much wine he drank to be so drunk.
No matter how hard or hard she kicked, he lay there motionless, without any consciousness.
In the end, Mu Wanqing surrendered.
After struggling to carry him to bed, she went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, kindly helped him wipe off the stains on his face, and tidied the house casually. Finally, she took Mu Xiaoni and Yang Mu'an out.
I haven't seen Mu Xiaoni for half a month, and she has lost some weight.
Mu Wanqing took her to a high-end Western restaurant to eat her favorite steak. Seeing her gobbling up the beef, Mu Wanqing felt a little distressed.
Yang Mu'an was unusually sensible and behaved like a little gentleman. He chopped up his steak, pushed it in front of Mu Xiaoni, and said seriously: "Sister, eat more."
Mu Xiaoni was in a good mood.
She felt that it had been a long time since she had a meal with her mother and brother, so she always had a sweet smile on her face.
She said: "An'an, you can eat it. My sister also has beef, and there is a lot of it."
Yang Muan refused to eat, lying on the table and looking at her with puppy-like eyes.
Mu Wanqing couldn't bear to see the two siblings giving in, so she whispered: "Xiao Ni, you can eat the steak. My brother is taking care of his health recently and can't eat too greasy food. Eat more, it's up to you.
So skinny that all the flesh is gone.”
"Mommy, how long will it take for my brother's surgery?!" Mu Xiaoni suddenly raised her head and asked.
Mu Wanqing was silent for a while before saying: "It will take a while. Xiaoni, after a while, mommy will take you back, okay?!"
Mu Wanqing clearly saw the change in Mu Xiaoni's mood.
Her big, watery eyes were sparkling with crystal clear tears, but she still nodded obediently.
After lunch, Mu Wanqing held a child by one hand and wanted to take them to the amusement park.
When she was about to reach the door, Mu Xiaoni suddenly asked in a low voice: "Mom, there is a parent-teacher meeting next week, do you have time to attend?!"
The tone was low and pleading.
After hearing this, Mu Wanqing paused slightly. She looked straight into her daughter's red eyes, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. She really felt that she owed too much to Mu Xiaoni.
At that time, she really couldn't get over the pain of losing her child, so she went to an orphanage to adopt her. However, after filling the pain and trauma in her heart, she could not fulfill the responsibility of being a mother.
Between admiring An and her, Mu Wanqing obviously chose admiring An.
Perhaps, even she herself noticed it.
Mu Wanqing knelt down and wiped the tears on her face while smiling and said: "Xiao Ni, if anything happens at school, you can call your mother, you know?! Mom will always be your mother, and she will always love you.
, the reason why I can't live with you is because I'm afraid that Uncle Yang will be unhappy and affect An An. When An An's illness is cured, my mother will take you back, okay?! Mom promises you..."
In the afternoon, Mu Wanqing took them to the amusement park and played there all afternoon.
Yang Mu'an was in poor health, so he could only be allowed to ride on some small trains, merry-go-rounds, etc. However, the two siblings were laughing happily even if they sat on these. Mu Wanqing looked at it and sighed from the bottom of her heart: Children,
very nice.
Their world is simple and easy to satisfy.
In the evening, she took them to have dinner, and then went to the mall to buy some winter clothes for Mu Xiaoni. Yang Muan now has Yang Mufan to take care of her, so she doesn't have to worry about eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping.
Mu Xiaoni was different. Now that she was not by her side, and it was about to enter the depths of winter, she couldn't imagine what it would be like to be alone in school, shivering from the cold, if she didn't buy her some clothes to keep out the cold.
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At nine o'clock in the evening, on the way Mu Wanqing sent Mu Xiaoni back, she took a taxi outside the mall.
While waiting for a taxi, the huge LED mounted on the shopping mall building was playing a real-time news.
The female anchor, wearing a strict suit, said seriously: "The following is the latest news just sent by our reporter. At 20:08 Beijing time, a terrorist attack occurred in City D. According to the original reporter's understanding, a well-known domestic reporter
The entrepreneur was ambushed by terrorists when passing through Xiangyang North Road in Wuhou District. For detailed news, please see the report sent by the reporter..."
As the scene changed, Mu Wanqing clearly saw a Rolls-Royce rolled over beside a road in the suburbs, burning with raging fire.
A female reporter with long hair shawl is holding a microphone and reporting the latest developments in fluent Mandarin.
Mu Wanqing seemed to be deaf, unable to hear what the female reporter was saying at all.
All she could see was the policemen in SWAT uniforms setting up a cordon and driving the nearby residents who were watching away from the cordon.
The picture is extremely confusing.
At the same time, she clearly saw the three brothers of the Tian family, almost madly shouting at the searching special police officers, their faces twisted and ferocious.
Mu Wanqing looked at the luxury car that had rolled over on the side of the road and was almost burned to pieces by the fire. The license plate had a bright red word "Yang" on it. She immediately felt dizzy, her head was spinning, her eyes were so black that she was about to faint...
Mu Wanqing was in a state of confusion. She wanted to go back to the villa to get her passport and ID card. When she was booking a flight to rush to City D, she heard a taxi at the door and Jin Fei, wearing a beautiful dress, eagerly greeted her.
"Wanqing, where have you been?! I called you, but why can't I get through?! I spent a lot of effort to find your address. You moved, why didn't you tell me?! Hey, Mu Wanqing, you
What's wrong?! Why does your face look so bad?! Did something happen?! I just returned to D City, why don't you welcome me?! Why do you look like I owe you eight million?!" Jinfei shouted at
