Chapter 18: She goes out on the front foot, and your bride walks in on the back foot!

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This scene made her brain explode. She stared at her son's actions, and the anger on her face rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She was probably so angry that she completely lost her reaction and just kept baptizing them with her eyes until they reached the restaurant.

"Mom, let's eat." The two sat down and Wen Zhan looked at his mother to remind him.

Jiang Lijuan blinked and finally came to her senses. Her chest heaved and she swallowed before finding her voice: "Son, you... look at her virtues, you still spoil her! Have you been tricked by her? ! Simply..."

Wen Zhan curled his lips slightly and said calmly: "Mom, I'm married, so you don't need to worry about this family's affairs."

"What do you mean? You don't like us old guys because your wings are hard?"

"is not what it means."

"I think that's what you mean!" Jiang Lijuan was still in the mood to eat. She slapped her chopsticks on the table, looked at her son and said, "Have you heard what I just told you and got it in your stomach? She Talk back to me and divorce you!"

"We won't leave if she says something in anger." Wen Zhan responded in a calm tone.

Mu Wanqing was stunned again.

Why on earth did he not agree to divorce? How painful is it to live your whole life with a woman you don't love?

If they get divorced, even if he can't wait for Lu Kejun, at least he can be single and free, and he can still be a mistress!

"Why don't you divorce? What's good about this kind of woman? Do you think that after giving birth to a child, the mother will be more valuable than the child?" Sure enough, Jiang Lijuan supported her son's divorce.

"However, a divorce is a divorce. Don't even think about taking away the two children! Get out of the Wen family yourself!" She turned her attention to Mu Wanqing and expressed her attitude.

No matter how magnanimous Mu Wanqing was, it was impossible for him to not care less when someone scolded him like this in front of his face.

However, the angrier she became, the calmer she became. She looked at her arrogant mother-in-law and said, "I will walk out of Wen's house, provided that your son is willing to let go."

"Azhan, why are you hesitating? Divorce her! Depending on your conditions, how many ladies and ladies will fight over you! She will go out on the front foot, and you will marry the bride on the back foot!" Jiang Lijuan was so excited that she ordered her son, wishing that they would get divorced now. .

Wen Zhan was so irritable that when his mother stirred up his temper, he retorted: "Now that my father is divorced, will there be countless ladies and ladies fighting over each other? Can he handle it seamlessly?"

The restaurant fell silent.

Mu Wanqing was also shocked and looked back at the man in surprise.

These words... are really disrespectful.

Jiang Lijuan was stunned. She was stunned for a while before she realized what she was doing. She stood up suddenly, her hands trembling with anger: "You are a traitor! You are a traitor! You have been at odds with me since you were a child. All my sons are warm-hearted men. They listen to their mother and make her happy." ——It’s just you, you’ve made me angry since you were a child! Why am I so unlucky to give birth to such a ungrateful thing like you!”

After finishing her words, without waiting for Wen Zhan's response, she angrily pushed away the chair and slammed the door.

The housekeepers and servants in the villa were all nervous and did not dare to breathe, and the whole building was quiet.

But Wen Zhan didn't seem to care and ate in silence.

Mu Wanqing looked at him several times, feeling a little uneasy.

Although she didn't like Jiang Lijuan's overpowering appearance, from a mother's perspective, it was human nature for her to hope that her son would marry a better wife.

She didn't want to instigate the relationship between mother and son.

So after a moment, she whispered: "Actually, you don't have to anger your mother like this to protect me, she is doing it for your own good."

"Who said I did it for you?" Wen Zhan was furious and immediately retorted.

He hurried back in a hurry, fearing that she would be bullied by her mother. In the end, he just put his hot face on a cold butt.

"What have you done to deserve my fighting with my own mother because of you?" Seeing her face stiffen and embarrassment, the man not only did not stop talking, but continued to add insult to injury, "Because you divorce me every day? Or because you betray me Do you want me to find a new home?"

"Wen Zhan, don't slander me!" Mu Wanqing was angry and retorted with trembling eyes.

"Am I slandering others? Then tell me, why am I so sorry for you that you have to get divorced?"

"Do I need to tell you how sorry you are? Is it right for you to drink with Lu Kejun in the middle of the night? Is it right to peel her shrimp in front of her husband? Is it right to go out to find her in the middle of the night, or even hug her? of?"

Wen Zhan stared at her, the expression on his handsome face was complicated and indescribable.

"Our marriage is a temporary solution, and divorce has been planned for a long time. I know that grandpa is not in good health now, and I didn't say that we wanted to divorce immediately."

Mu Wanqing slowed down, lowered her tone, and took a deep breath, "I won't mention these days again, but you don't have to do anything deliberately anymore, it's meaningless."

When he said this, it was like a slap in Wen Zhan's face.

These days, he has obviously changed, and gradually he looks like a normal husband, even a gentle and considerate husband.

But it was this change that made Mu Wanqing even more painful.

She was afraid that she would indulge in the man's temporary gentleness and give up her own principles.

When she is deeply involved and the man shows his true colors again, what should she do?

It would be better for him to be a scumbag to the end, leaving her with despair and no hope - cutting through the mess with a quick knife.

The restaurant fell silent, and the suffocating silence made both of them feel like hell.

Suddenly, the child's cry broke the dead silence.

Mu Wanqing instinctively stood up and walked to the stroller, picked up her crying daughter, and rocked her gently to coax her.

The baby probably felt something as well, and it cried extremely miserably. Mu Wanqing couldn't coax her, so she had to carry her to the side hall for feeding.

After a while, the sound of chairs moving was heard in the restaurant.

She didn't look back and knew that the man got up and left.

Her nose was sore, and she held back the tears that were welling up in her eyes. She didn't dare to think that she would fall in love with such a man.

It's really your own fault.

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That night, Wen Zhan didn't come back.

Mu Wanqing only learned from Yi Hang that he was on a business trip when he went to the hospital the next morning.

"Business trip? Then why didn't you go?" She was curious.

Yi Hang is Wen Zhan's personal bodyguard. He used to accompany his boss on business trips.

Yi Hang said: "Third Young Master asked me to stay and take care of the family. He brought Secretary Li and two male assistants with him. It will be fine."

Mu Wanqing said nothing, staring blankly out the window.

When she arrived at the hospital and was about to enter the ward, she secretly adjusted her mood and squeezed her face, trying to look happy.

Pushing the door open, the old man was still asleep.

In the past few days, he had been sleeping for longer and longer periods of time.

Yesterday, she went to the doctor specifically to ask about the old man's condition. The doctor had a serious look on his face and shook his head, saying that he was really unable to save his life this time and that the old man's time was running out.

In order to relieve the pain, many sedative ingredients were added to the medicine, so Grandpa fell into a drowsy sleep all day long.

When the nurse saw her nodding slightly as a greeting, she gently sat down beside the hospital bed and slowly placed the tonic soup in her hand on the table.

Looking at the old man's haggard face, she thought of her grandfather who had passed away a few years ago.