Early in the morning, when Mu Wanqing opened her eyes, she saw her daughter grinning happily at her.
Her mood suddenly became bright and sunny. She moved closer to her daughter, gently scratched the little girl's face with one hand, and coaxed sweetly: "Did you sleep well, baby? Are you happy to see your mother? Have you thought about it these days? Mom? Oh, oh, oh, mom, I’m sorry, baby, for not coming back to stay with you more..."
A six-month-old baby naturally cannot speak, but her body language can express her mood very well.
Little Wenya turned over and babbling toward her mother, her big black grape-like eyes smiling like a crescent moon.
When the mother and daughter were enjoying themselves, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Before Mu Wanqing could respond, the door panel had been pushed open, and the man of the house was standing at the door holding another little treasure.
"Are you awake? Your son wants to nurse, can you feed him?" Wen Zhan looked calm and indifferent, completely different from the "perverted man" who broke in in the middle of the night to spy on the kiss last night.
Mu Wanqing looked back and saw him. She suddenly thought of what he had done last night, and her cheeks turned red inexplicably.
When the son saw his mother, before his father came near, he excitedly stretched out his little hands and fluttered in the direction of his mother.
Wen Zhan took advantage of the situation and entered the house.
Mu Wanqing missed her son, so of course she couldn't refuse. She immediately sat up and raised her arms.
The two approached and handed over the child smoothly.
When the little guy reached his mother's arms, he screamed with joy.
Mu Wanqing teased her son, wanting to wait until the man left before unbuttoning his clothes to feed him.
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhan had no intention of leaving, and just walked around the big bed to his sister.
The little girl must change her diaper and wash her bottom when she wakes up early. Wen Zhan naturally dragged his daughter to the bedside, turned on the heater and faced her daughter, and then unbuttoned her little clothes.
"..." Mu Wanqing was speechless.
Aren’t these jobs done by the confinement nanny?
When did he learn it?
The president of a group with a distinguished status and a busy schedule, a young master from a wealthy family, was holding a diaper and rubbing it in his hands. That action was really inconsistent with his image and temperament.
Mu Wanqing was distracted, but her son in her arms quickly pulled her back.
The little guy was picked up by his father just after he woke up, and he was still hungry. Of course he couldn't resist the temptation when he saw his mother, and he soon started to take off her mother's clothes.
Mu Wanqing lowered her head, looked at her son who was so anxious that he was scratching his hands and feet, and frowned in embarrassment.
this……
If Wen Zhan doesn't go out, it will be so embarrassing for her to breastfeed!
The two are about to get divorced and should avoid suspicion.
"Wow...wuwu, wow..." After waiting for a long time, the little guy opened his voice, pitifully.
Mu Wanqing suddenly softened her heart. After struggling for a while, she immediately gave in. She turned her back and unbuttoned her clothes, "Oh, oh... Baby, don't cry. Don't cry. Mom knows you're hungry. I'm sorry..."
Wen Zhan walked around the end of the bed to go to the bathroom to get hot water, and when he came back he inevitably came face to face with him.
Mu Wanqing forced herself not to look at him, but she could still feel the man's blatant gaze when he came towards her.
He broke in in the middle of the night last night, probably because of his dirty thoughts.
Mu Wanqing even suspected that he came in early this morning with his son in his arms and deliberately refused to leave because of his dirty thoughts.
He really... looks serious, noble and cold, and seems to be extremely decent, but in fact, all he thinks about all day long is those stupid things, and he feels more obsessed with them than ordinary men!
The so-called beast in clothes is him!
Sure enough, after Wen Zhan walked over and put down the warm water to wipe his sister's butt, he seemed to speak casually.
"Is your milk supply getting less and less?"
Mu Wanqing turned around quickly and instinctively retorted: "Who said that?"
New mothers who have had breastfeeding experience all know that after giving birth, they are most disgusted by others questioning that they have no milk and cannot feed their children. Although this is also true for Mu Wanqing, after all, the twins want to rely exclusively on breastfeeding. Unlikely.
But even if it was the truth, he asked it in a skeptical tone, which made her dissatisfied.
Wen Zhan raised his eyes and looked at her, with a slight smile on his handsome face, "The shape is obviously so much smaller, and I'm not blind."
"..." Mu Wanqing sighed, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.
He is indeed a gangster!
Wen Zhan looked up at her again and saw that she was ashamed and angry and still unconvinced, and his smile became even stronger: "Don't label me a 'gangster' all the time. Even if we get divorced, you are still the mother of my children. I care about them." Is the ration enough, shouldn’t it be?”
Mu Wanqing was extremely angry, "You are obviously just acting like a hooligan, what excuse are you looking for!"
"If you insist on saying that, I can't help it. Anyway, in your heart, I've never been a good person."
"As long as you are self-aware!"
Wen Zhan laughed it off and did not argue with her. When he was carrying the water to the bathroom to empty it, she continued to preach as he passed by: "Other people divorce for a better life. Why do you divorce? To experience suffering? That last name Zhou, he is indeed good compared to ordinary men, but what does it mean compared to me?"
Before he finished speaking, he entered the bathroom and his voice drifted away.
Mu Wanqing was too lazy to pay attention to him.
She wanted a divorce not because she had a new love, but simply because she didn't love this man, and she simply wanted to escape from this life of being looked down upon and humiliated by.
But Wen Zhan couldn't understand this no matter how many times he told it to him.
He has long been accustomed to overlooking all living beings, and would feel that it is an honor to be looked down upon and humiliated by him.
Wen Zhan wiped his hands and walked out. When he saw her switching to the other side and continuing to feed her son, his eyes dimmed and he moved away as if nothing had happened. Then he continued what he had not finished: "You haven't left me yet, and he has been clinging to you all day long. , It’s ambiguous, how can such a person be a good bird? If there is a problem with his character, something will happen sooner or later.”
Mu Wanqing couldn't stand listening anymore. She had no feelings for Zhou Yiru, but considering that he had helped her several times, she should clear his name.
"Brother Zhou and I are friends. When he was a child, his parents were doing business and often left him at home. My grandparents often took care of him. Now, I am alone and my family has become very prosperous. Taking pity on me and helping me can be considered as repayment. His kindness at that time - why did you say it so harshly when it came to your mouth? Also! If his help to me can be raised to a question of character, what will you say to Lu Kejun? One is a married woman, and the other is a married woman. Husband, should you two dip into the pig cage and sink the pond together?"
Wen Zhan saw that she was angry and talked too much. He finally stopped being indifferent to him. Instead of being angry, he became interested: "Why are you alone? Who is standing in front of you? In your arms Who is that being hugged? And who is lying there?”
"..." He changed the concept secretly, avoiding the important and taking the easy. Mu Wanqing was speechless again.
"If you don't want your good husband and children, you must be alone and accept the help of an adult wild man - that is to say, I am magnanimous and let you have a husband to see if it will break your legs."
Ah!
Mu Wanqing was so angry that she laughed coldly.
Double standards like this are really a stab in the ass - an eye-opener!
She didn't bother to argue any more, and replied with a broken voice: "You should fight me! Anyway, you, Mr. Wen, are powerful and have great hands and eyes. Not to mention breaking one of my legs, even if it costs my life, what can I do?" "
