He leaned down to kiss her, no, bite her.
He bit her neck hard.
"Ah!" Mu Wanqing was trembling with pain. During the struggle, she fumbled with her hands and grabbed something on the sofa. No matter what it was, she picked it up and threw it at the man's head——
Wen Zhan groaned, his frantic movements of his hands suddenly froze, and he quickly covered his head.
His fingers felt wet. He took his hand off and saw shocking blood.
Mu Wanqing also saw the blood on his forehead, and was startled. She quickly flinched and explained: "I...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, you forced me..."
She also held the "murder weapon" in her hand, which was a square mesh metal pen holder.
The pen holder itself was not heavy, but the force she exerted in her desperation was heavy, and the metal was hard enough, so she broke the skin on his forehead.
Wen Zhan's eyebrows were grim, and he obviously didn't expect that she would be so cruel to him!
The image of her and Zhou Yiru talking and laughing across the street came to mind, which was in sharp contrast to her ruthlessness at this time.
The hot blood in his body gradually cooled down. He slowly sat down and raised his hand to touch the blood on his forehead. Then he rubbed it slowly with his fingers, "You're so quick to protect yourself for a wild man?"
Mu Wanqing did not respond directly, only said coldly: "No one likes to be raped."
"What do you like about him? Do you know his experience abroad these years? Do you think he is still the sunny boy you remember as your childhood sweetheart?"
Wen Zhan stared at the blood on his fingertips, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and asked questions one after another.
Mu Wanqing looked suspicious and stared at him defensively: "What do you mean?"
"He didn't tell you, did he?"
Mu Wanqing did not answer immediately.
Based on her understanding of Wen Zhan, her words were definitely not out of nowhere - he probably sent someone to investigate Zhou Yiru's experience and background over the years.
But what does her past have to do with her?
Wen Zhan looked at her expression and knew that she was kept in the dark.
He sneered, stretched out his hand to take out the tissue on the table, and wiped the blood from his hands, "The modest gentleman you think he is, is just better at pretending. He has an illegitimate child, and he is running around making soy sauce."
Mu Wanqing's eyes were shocked.
"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, you can call him now and ask him." Wen Zhan saw her reaction, lowered his jaw and encouraged him.
"No need." Mu Wanqing was still rational and quickly came to her senses, "He has a child, and I also have a child. It just so happens that I don't have to feel unworthy of him."
"What?" Wen Zhan's face wrinkled, he didn't expect her to respond like this.
When Mu Wanqing saw that his plan failed, she knew that her response was in the right direction, so she continued: "I am a concubine with nothing, and he is a wealthy and handsome man who has returned from overseas. No matter what, I will not suffer, so why should I care?" Others make me unhappy? I can even tolerate your blatant love for Bai Yueguang, so how can I not tolerate an innocent child? "
Wen Zhan originally thought she would be hit hard, but he never expected that she would be like this...
He couldn't think of words to describe his mood at this time. He stared at the woman with a weird expression on his face for a while, and then uttered: "When did you become so shameless?"
"I learn it from you."
"..." Wen Zhan was completely speechless.
Mu Wanqing finally got back the win. Seeing blood still pouring from his forehead, she stood up and walked to the door, pulling open the door panel: "Please leave, don't cause trouble by dying here."
Wen Zhan came with great force and thought of countless ways to punish her, but he never expected that he would come back defeated.
The cell phone rang in his pocket, and he knew it was an urgent call from home without having to answer it.
While waiting in the car in the afternoon, his mother had already called him twice and asked him to go back for dinner in the evening. The two children also stayed at the old house these days.
The mother is gone, the father is on a business trip, and the young baby is very pitiful - so the mother orders him to go home early!
Thinking of this, a slight smile suddenly flashed across Wen Zhan's gloomy and stern face.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket, connected it, turned on the external voice, and then walked towards the woman.
"Azhan! It's almost five o'clock, why haven't you come back yet? Things in the company are not urgent at the moment, but you go out for a week and don't think about the child? How can you be such a father!" As expected, Jiang Lijuan complained and accused her son. There is nothing human about being too busy with work.
Coincidentally, as soon as Jiang Lijuan finished speaking, the child's cry came from over there, wow wow wow, it sounded like the brother and sister were singing together. I don't know if they were hungry, had diarrhea, or just missed their parents. Anyway, I cried a lot.
Mu Wanqing held the door open, with a cold face and glaring at the man with stern eyes. But when the child's cry came, her expression suddenly changed, and her brows and eyes were filled with heartache and longing.
This week, she didn't dare to see the children because of a bad cold.
Because I had no appetite and couldn't eat, my milk supply was also a lot less.
Missing and guilt were already tormenting her, but when she heard the cries of the children, her hardened heart suddenly broke through, and she almost instinctively shouted to the man's cell phone: "Baby, mommy is... don't cry." Don’t cry…”
Over there, Jiang Lijuan was shocked when she heard her voice, and then understood: "Son, you didn't go to the company, but you went to find her?"
"Baby, what's wrong with you... don't cry. Mom will visit you in two days. Mom loves you. Don't cry if you don't cry..." Mu Wanqing didn't listen to what Jiang Lijuan was saying at all. Her heart and lungs were filled with the children's. Crying, huddled in distress, wishing to get into the phone and hug the children right away to coax them.
Wen Zhan also felt sorry for the children, but he hated this incompetent woman even more.
Seeing that she broke her guard in an instant and lost her cold and tough attitude, he finally felt a little more comfortable. He deliberately provoked her and said: "I'm going back to spend time with the children. I haven't seen them for a week. I guess I almost don't know my father anymore..."
The implication is that she almost doesn’t remember her as a mother.
Mu Wanqing was so anxious that her eyes were filled with tears. Upon hearing this, her eyes flashed like torches and stared at him.
Wen Zhan smiled: "You have a mistress to accompany you, so what are your children? It's just that you pity my children and have a selfish mother."
After he finished speaking, before the woman could continue to drive him away, he sneered and looked back, walking out of the apartment.
The call didn't hang up. Over there, Jiang Lijuan was still talking: "Why are you looking for her when you come back? Why don't you give up? They have already filed a lawsuit with the court. You have the guts to divorce her quickly!"
Wen Zhan ignored his mother's preaching and instead coaxed gently: "Don't cry, baby. Daddy will be back soon. Daddy will find you a new mother. I guarantee it will be better than your biological mother."
Mu Wanqing stood at the door of the apartment, and the man's words echoed in the corridor, reaching her ears word by word.
This guy is looking for a new wife? Looking for a stepmother for the children?
Is it Lu Kejun?
She has always hated herself, will she treat her two children well? Would it be like what was written in the book and what was reported in the social news - beating and abusing two children?
Thinking of this, her heart suddenly hurt. She turned around and rushed out of the room like a reflex. She stood in the corridor and looked at the direction the man left, "Wen——"
She only shouted one word, and her voice suddenly seemed to be strangled by something. She cried and squatted down, holding herself tightly with both hands.
Baby, I'm sorry... It's all my fault that my mother is not good...
If I had known this, I should have listened to Wen Zhan's advice.
Without these two children, everything would be very simple.
