Seeing him dealing with documents every day, stacked high on the table like a mountain, Mu Wanqing felt very uncomfortable. Outsiders had seen his glorious side, but who had seen his unknown sad side.
From the moment Mu Wanqing met Yang Mufan, she believed in past and present lives.
She had always firmly believed that in her previous life, she must have owed a lot to Yang Mufan, so in this life, he would torture her like this, from body to mind, 360 degrees without blind spots.
Mingming always knew: he didn't need her, no matter what she did for him or what she paid, he didn't care.
But, Mu Wanqing just couldn't control herself.
There is a saying that goes very well: If you love someone, you can’t help yourself.
Similarly, there is another saying: The person who loves more is doomed to be miserable...
Eleven o'clock in the evening.
Mu Wanqing helped Yang Muan take a bath, and when she came out of the bathroom with him in her arms, she passed by the door of the lounge where his family members were accompanied. Through the dim light seeping through the cracks in the door, she saw that Yang Mufan was pointing at the computer for a while.
Knock hard.
He couldn't help but look up at the wall clock on the wall and counted the time. He had been working continuously for fourteen hours.
"Mom, can you let uncle tell me a story?!" Yang Mu'an hugged Mu Wanqing's neck and complained with her little mouth raised, "Uncle has been busy with work these days and has no time to play with toys with An An."
Mu Wanqing looked away and looked at her son, who was so handsome and beautiful that people and gods were outraged. His big, watery eyes immediately formed two crescents. She leaned over and kissed his smooth little face, and whispered: "An'an,
Uncle has been too busy recently. You see, during the days of your operation, your uncle stayed in the hospital without sleep to stay with you. Finally, you got better, but he didn't rest and started working hard again. If uncle had time
, just let him sleep for a while, let’s not disturb him, okay?!”
"..." Although she was extremely reluctant, Yang Muan still nodded obediently.
Mu Wanqing immediately praised her, her tone was extremely proud.
She said: "Who said giving birth to a daughter is the right thing to do for a little cotton-padded jacket?! It's obvious that giving birth to a son is the right thing to do!!"
Mu Wanqing lay on the bed, half-hugging Yang Muan, and after coaxing him to sleep, she gently got out of bed.
After hesitating and struggling for a while, she entered the kitchen and wanted to make some midnight snacks for Yang Mufan.
She cooked a bowl of steaming, fragrant Tom Yum Goong soup udon noodles and carefully brought it out of the kitchen. Mu Wanqing wanted to help Yang Mufan carry it over.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the door of the lounge, he heard Yang Mufan making a phone call inside.
The moment she heard the content of his conversation clearly, her slender eyebrows couldn't help but twist.
"Why did the bidding for Huaxing Industrial Zone fail this time? I couldn't estimate the bottom price any more. No company's bidding price is more accurate than mine. An insider must have leaked the information. Within twenty-four hours,
, I want to know who that person is. Secondly, regarding the cooperation with Hongye Group, you will have a discussion with Boss Hong tomorrow. All losses caused by this failed bid will be fully borne by us..."