Aunt Zhou breathed a long sigh of relief and sighed: "It's finally quiet... I cried so pitifully that I even thought about going to the hospital to see a doctor to see if I was feeling unwell... I called Mr. San, and he He said wait a minute, I knew he was looking for you."
Mu Wanqing turned to look at her daughter and saw that the little girl was sleeping on her shoulders, her little face was distorted. She carefully dragged her daughter's little body down slowly, hoping to make her lie down in her arms more comfortable.
But as soon as she made a move, the little girl's mouth dropped and she started crying again.
Mu Wanqing reluctantly held her horizontally, and immediately shook her and coaxed her, and then stabilized her.
The confinement sister-in-law frowned and said, "I probably won't be able to let go tonight."
"Hey...it was never so difficult to take care of when I was little, but why does it get more noisy as I get older..." Aunt Zhou sighed in confusion.
Mu Wanqing knew that Aunt Zhou was speaking to her, and she didn't know how to respond. She could only pretend not to hear it and continue to gently nudge the baby in her arms.
Fortunately, her brother was able to eat and sleep without making any fuss, otherwise she would not be enough as a mother.
Time passed by, and Aunt Zhou began to feel sleepy. She yawned and said angrily: "Madam, you can sleep here tonight and take the child with you."
Mu Wanqing was in a dilemma.
Look at the time, it's past nine o'clock.
Wen Zhan's social gathering is probably about to end.
They registered for divorce today, but she came back to live here at night. What kind of thing is this?
My heart is unwilling.
She stood up, carried her sister to the bedside, and said softly: "I'll try to see if she can let it go."
Aunt Zhou hesitated, letting her try.
In fact, as the confinement sister-in-law said just now, the little girl's buttocks just touched the mattress, and her whole little body seemed to be twitching. She suddenly shook and started crying.
Mu Wanqing was so frightened that she quickly picked her up and put her back in her arms to comfort her.
Aunt Zhou advised again: "Madam, you can sleep here. Hold her and sleep together. She will smell your breath and won't cry."
Mu Wanqing said in her heart: Yes, maybe the child won't cry anymore, but she is about to cry without tears.
It was too late and the weather was too cold, otherwise she would have carried her sister back to her home.
After much hesitation, she finally couldn't let go of the child. She hugged her daughter and slept fully clothed on the bed in the guest room.
But her nerves were tense and she didn't sleep well at all.
When the sound of a car came from the courtyard, she trembled and woke up slightly.
The little baby in my arms seemed to feel something, moved, and wanted to cry again.
Mu Wanqing immediately groaned softly, and then thought of Aunt Zhou saying that the little girl didn't drink much milk all day. She guessed that the child was hungry, so she unbuttoned her clothes and lay on her side to breastfeed the child.
Downstairs, when Wen Zhan entered the house, he saw women's shoes at the entrance of the living room. His eyes were heavy and he stared at the shoes for two more seconds.
He knew that the woman had not left and was staying with his daughter in the guest bedroom.
He walked through the living room and stepped up the stairs step by step. He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt. Perhaps he was drunk and felt inexplicably hot.
I have a bad stomach, so I shouldn't drink alcohol, but these days I always feel empty, irritable, and restless, so I can only fall asleep with the help of alcohol.
But tonight's drinking not only did not make me sleepy, but instead made the blood in my body even more impulsive, like soldiers blowing the charge horn to go into battle to kill the enemy.
A person's influence has exceeded his self-control.
When his slender fingers impatiently pulled on the collar to dissipate heat, he had already walked outside the guest room.
It has been more than two months since she moved out, and he has tried his best to get this woman to come back to live there again.
Unexpectedly, it was the night after they officially received the divorce certificate that she stayed there willingly.
Oh, it’s not called willingly.
This is still due to my daughter.
His steps paused, and he turned around and stared at the closed door of the guest room, as if he could see the Sleeping Beauty inside through the door.
He raised his fingers and touched the door handle. It had already fallen on, but he didn't dare to pull it down hard.
After hesitating for a moment, the man secretly bit his back molars and retracted his big hand.
Mu Wanqing turned her back to the door and turned sideways to feed her daughter.
When the footsteps came, she heard it, her whole body couldn't help but tense up, and even her breathing was faintly restrained.
The reason why she couldn't wait to breastfeed her daughter was because she was afraid that the child's cries would attract him and make him come in to care and ask questions.
When she heard the footsteps outside gradually moving away, she relaxed, couldn't help but rub her daughter's furry little head, and silently praised in her heart: The baby is so good...
The baby in her arms ate and fell asleep again. She couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into sleep unknowingly just lying on her side.
The night passed so quietly, nothing happened.
So much so that when Mu Wanqing woke up the next morning, she felt a little weird.
This is so unlike Wen Zhan’s style!
She originally thought that this bastard would make a surprise attack in the middle of the night while she was asleep - after all, this was his own territory, and he had more reason and confidence to do whatever he wanted.
But there wasn’t? !
It seems that the divorce is still a bit of a blow to him.
He may still be angry, so even his interest in that aspect has faded.
When my sister woke up, she rarely cried when she opened her eyes. Instead, she grinned innocently and giggled at her mother.
Mu Wanqing suddenly felt happy and didn't bother to think about those messy things.
But when I was holding my daughter and preparing to go out and go downstairs, the problem came again.
At this point, Wen Zhan has probably not gone to work yet. How should she say hello after she goes out?
Like he was so cold and distant yesterday?
Or is it as casual and natural as a normal friend?
Before Mu Wanqing could think about it, Aunt Zhou had already knocked on the door: "Madam, are you awake? If the child wakes up, I will take him out first and you can sleep for a while."
Aunt Zhou knew that she took her sister to bed last night and must not have slept well.
Mu Wanqing opened the door and came out with her sister in her arms, "I'm awake, I'm getting ready to go down."
Before the words were settled, the sound of cars came from the courtyard.
Mu Wanqing glanced downstairs unconsciously.
Aunt Zhou also looked downstairs, and then explained: "Third Young Master has gone to work."
Mu Wanqing was delighted, what a coincidence?
She just got up and was about to go downstairs, and he went out?
No need to meet him? !
Aunt Zhou muttered: "I don't know what the third young master is anxious about. It's rare that you come back to live. It would be great to have a meal together in the morning."
Mu Wanqing knew that Aunt Zhou was still trying her best to bring them together, so she thought for a moment and told the truth: "Aunt Zhou, your young master and I have officially divorced. If my sister hadn't cried so much last night, I wouldn't have stayed overnight. ,this is not good."
"Ah?" Aunt Zhou was stunned for a moment, holding her sister and forgetting to react. After a while, she suddenly understood, "No wonder... the young master went out in a hurry, not even eating breakfast."
It turned out to be a deliberate avoidance.
"Weren't you fine before? Why did you suddenly leave just now? Madam, your... child is so young, how can you be so cruel! How pitiful the child is!"
Aunt Zhou felt really sorry. She complained about them and felt sorry for the child.
Mu Wanqing comforted her and said, "We are just getting divorced, not that we have left the children alone. Wen Zhan promised me that we will raise our two children together. So in the future, whenever the children are in need, I will try my best to be there."
Aunt Zhou was a servant and couldn't say much. She could only lament and hug her sister and go downstairs first.
Mu Wanqing exhaled, suddenly feeling a little complicated.
Wen Zhan has changed so much. Before, he was as sticky as a dog-skin plaster, and no matter how unpleasant the words were, he couldn't get rid of it.
Why are you so indifferent to her all of a sudden?
I don’t even bother to meet him anymore.
But that's fine. After divorce, it's time to return to dust and return to your own lives.
After thinking about all this, Mu Wanqing felt much more at ease.
She ate breakfast leisurely and played with the children for a while. She didn't leave until Yu Qiao called her about something in the studio.
