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When Yan Muqi and the doctor came out of the operating room, it was no surprise that they saw Yan's mother and father who was waiting by pinching his face. Seeing him coming out, Yan's father walked up and wanted to slap him, but he was slapped. The wife held out her hand to stop it.

"Go and see Xiao Wen, I have something to say to him."

Yan's mother took Yan Muqi to the smoking aisle at the end, turned around and slapped Yan Muqi on the face.

"I slapped this one for Jing Cheng. As a husband, I have never fulfilled my husband's responsibility to make him what he is now. You should slap him!" Then came another loud slap on Yan Muqi. face,

"I slapped this slap for Jing Cheng's dead mother. She entrusted Xiaowen to me. You didn't want him to be hurt like this. You should slap this slap too." Yan's mother raised her hand but couldn't hit the third one. Slap in the face, Yan Muqi was also spoiled by his family since he was a child. Whenever he made a mistake, as long as it was not serious, she and his father would scold him a few words at most.

Yan's mother looked at Yan Muqi who was holding her neck tightly in front of her, and sighed. "Jing Cheng was forced on you by me at the beginning. Thinking that this child is obedient, you will always find him good. That's why I sent Mu Chu out of the country. We have seen your appearance all these years. Does your father care?" Say, I don’t say, I hope you can see the road under your feet clearly, and don’t regret it in the future. Later, Jing Cheng had a child, and we also felt that you should learn how to live well. Now that we think about it, we were wrong, and we should not force it Bring you together."

Yan Muqi raised his head in disbelief, as if his mother was about to say something next, he felt uneasy.

"Since Mu Chu is back now, we are very sad that Jing Cheng's child is gone, but you can't continue to hurt Jing Cheng. He is a good boy, and he can't stand your troubles. Let Jing Cheng go."

Yan's mother was a little choked up, everyone saw how Wen Jingcheng was when he just returned to China.Now after such a lot of tossing, the whole person has lost a lot of weight.

The bright smile that originally hung on his face disappeared, and the occasional smile was a low-brow and shallow smile.This is the strict mother who treats Wen Jingcheng as her own son, and she feels extremely uncomfortable.

When Yan Muqi heard such words, he reacted extremely fiercely, "Mom! What are you talking about? What do you mean letting go of Jing Cheng? Mom... no, I can't do it, I... I think that one day he will not be with me I can't bear to smile at others, Mom... no, I can't do it."

Yan Muqi covered his face helplessly, as long as he thought that one day Wen Jingcheng would smile like a flower in someone else's arms, he would feel very uncomfortable, "He is already mine, mom, don't let him go from me." Take it away!"

Yan's mother looked at the child squatting in front of her, her trembling shoulders revealed his fragility, "Yan Muqi, when will you be able to see your own heart clearly?"

Yan Muqi just kept saying, "No...I don't know..."

Yan Muqi will not disbelieve Yan's mother's words, she said that if she will take Wen Jingcheng away, she will definitely take him to a place where she can't find it.

After all, she was once a feared person in the business world. "Mom, I'll treat him well, please, please don't take him away from me, please."

At this time, Yan Muqi felt that he couldn't do without Wen Jingcheng, and had been together day and night for three years.He eats Wen Jingcheng's dishes every day, and can see him smiling at himself every day. He feels that this person belongs to him, and no one can take him away!

During the month when Wen Jingcheng went home to rest, Yan Muqi almost did everything by himself, and he hugged Wen Jingcheng himself if he could not let Wen Jingcheng go, which made Wen Jingcheng sometimes blush when he saw him.

After staying at home for a few months and lying in bed for a month, Wen Jingcheng felt that he would forget how to walk if he lay down like this.Yan's mother would bring some very nice things to see him from time to time. In just one month, Wen Jingcheng was much rounder than before, but Yan Muqi felt that he was more comfortable to hold him like this.

Originally scheduled for this month's signing event, they also thought that Wen Jingcheng's miscarriage had been cancelled, so Wen Jingcheng teased Yan Muqi for a long time before he agreed to drive him out for a tour.

It was almost winter at this time, and half a year had passed without knowing it, Wen Jingcheng rubbed his cold hands, and looked outside through the open car window.

Yan Muqi watched his movements, and stretched out his right hand to hold his crossed hands, feeling a little cold.

"Close the window, be careful to catch a cold again."

After hearing what he said, Wen Jingcheng just shook his head, "I don't want to lock it up, I'm not cold."

Yan Muqi held his hand tightly, "I don't know who gave you these problems." Wen Jingcheng was a little shy at what he said, and broke away from Yan Muqi's holding his hand, and then put his Put your hands on the steering wheel, "Driv well, don't act like a hooligan."

Getting along with Yan Muqi recently has always made Wen Jingcheng blushed unconsciously, Yan Muqi is like a walking hormone, always stimulating Wen Jingcheng's adrenal glands.

"I want to go for a walk by the river." Wen Jingcheng asked Yan Muqi to drive the car to the riverside and stop. Before getting out of the car, Yan Muqi pulled him to wrap around a big red hand-woven scarf, which was even more beautiful. His skin is fair.

The two of them walked aimlessly along the river, "If my daughter is still here, I should be staying at home to give birth now." Yan Muqi was a little caught off guard by Wen Jingcheng's sudden utterance.

During the few months at home, everyone avoided the topic of children and did not dare to bring it up in front of Wen Jingcheng, but now Wen Jingcheng brought it up to the public.

Yan Muqi watched Wen Jingcheng's belly grow day by day, knowing Wen Jingcheng's feelings for the child, and also knew that this would be a thorn in Wen Jingcheng's life.Obviously, he was also looking forward to that child, but he also became a killer in the end.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't lose my temper with you that day. I should have seen that you were uncomfortable. I should let you have a good rest."

Yan Muqi has always had a superior attitude since he was a child. His family conditions and his own advantages make him never feel that what he does is wrong.

Wen Jingcheng looked at Yan Muqi who was obviously nervous and at a loss walking beside him, and smiled with the corners of his mouth up, like a red plum blossoming in the cold winter, which made people unable to look away.

"Since this incident has happened, finding out who is responsible will not allow the child to return to me. We all have something wrong, so don't mention it again in the future."

Yan Muqi knew that Wen Jingcheng said this to make him feel better. After the incident happened, he had been in the midst of self-blame and guilt for this incident. Wen Jingcheng saw it, so he said this to him .

Wen Jingcheng, who was obviously the saddest and saddest person, wanted to comfort himself in turn.Yan Muqi felt a warm current in his heart, and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Jingcheng beside him into his arms.Taking a deep breath, it was the familiar smell of washing powder at home, faint but refreshing.

"As an apology, Mr. Wen, please allow me to dance for you." Yan Muqi let go of Wen Jingcheng and pushed him a few steps away.Because it was already autumn, there were few pedestrians on the street, Wen Jingcheng leaned on the pillar behind him, looking at the handsome Yan Muqi in front of him.It seemed that all the light was concentrated on him alone, so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Yan Muqi's occasional mischievous movements made Wen Jingcheng hold the scarf and cover his mouth with a smile. There was a bright smile on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time, like a woman in her boudoir seeing the man she loves, blooming Put on the most beautiful smile.