Tempting You to Marry Me—Pampered Cute Wifey

The old lady will wake up, but the spirit is not very good.

When Xi Muqiao took Joe Mu in, when he was just coming out, he could see that his eyes were very red, and he should have just cried.

Out of this matter, except for the old lady, the most sad thing is Xi Muche.

He was under a lot of pressure in his heart, after all, the man was his father.

But if all his father’s work is exposed, it will be enough to make the whole family shameful.

Xi Muche called the big brother, and Mumo Qiao responded with a slap on his shoulder and watched him out of the ward.

The old lady heard the sound and struggled to sit up. "Is it Mu Mu?"

Qiao Mu quickly greeted him, "Grandma."

The old lady looked at her and didn't know what to think about. She just glared at her hand and said it over and over again. "Good boy, Mu Mu is a good boy."

Grandma’s mental head is obviously a little wilting and looks more old, which makes Joe Mu a little bitter.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the old lady slept first.

Xi Muche insisted on guarding his grandmother, and he did not earn money with him. He returned home with Joe Mu.

The two had never eaten, and Lin Wei gave the two simple things.

After dinner, Qiao Mu followed Lin Wei back to the room.

She looked down at her toes and leaned against the wall.

When this happened, Lin Wei was not in a good mood. "How can I frown?"

"Mom, did someone send you a text message?" Qiao Mu did not dare to look up, the voice asked softly.

Lin Wei’s face was a bit stiff and she nodded.

"The man also sent me a text message, but I will not recognize them, Mom good night." Qiao Mu finished this sentence, opened the door and went out.

In the quiet room, Lin Wei sighed heavily.

Everything is like a discussion, and all of the brains are coming up.

Xi Muqiao has his troubles, and Qiao Mu also has his own troubles.

Because the person who claimed to be her loved one sent her a text message.

Qiao Mu only recognized the last four digits of the mobile phone number, even the text messages were not seen, directly deleted, and then fell on chuang.

She had to admit that the woman who claimed to be her mother really disturbed her heart.

At half past ten, neither of them fell asleep.

Qiao Muzhen was on Xi Muqiao, talking to him in a low voice. "Sim Muqiao, isn’t your heart confused? I heard your heartbeat is a little messy."

"Net nonsense, can I talk to you with some mess?"

She sighed. "Grandma looks very bad."

"Yep."

Her long eyelashes swayed with the eyes, and slid across his heart like a soft feather, and then he heard her say.

"We have to have a child, I don't want my grandmother to leave regrets."

Grandma’s appearance now is really worrying. She feels a pain in her heart and is sad.

"Well, all listen to Mu Mu." Xi Muqiao gently caressed her head.

She sucked her nose and focused on the nasal sounds. She continued, "Why isn't the second uncle so bad, can the family get along with the peace?"

The current home is really being swayed by the wind.

"And your father's business, what are you going to do, really don't care about him?"

Xi Muqiao's eyes trembled.

Ask yourself, do you really want to take another seat?

The answer is impossible.

Because of the intentional wounding, the seat was also closed in the police station.

He injured Xi Xifeng, and Xi Lufeng will definitely not let him go. If he really does not care about him, Xi Lufeng can make him die in prison.

He hates him, but he can't watch him die.

Xi Muqiao found that he was still not guilty.

He sighed. "Baby, you have a lot of words tonight."

She was dissatisfied with a lame, took a bite in his chest and complained, "Sim Muqiao, you hate it, I am really sad, very sad, and now the family is smoky, repressed."

Xi Muqiao turned over and pressed her under her body, burying her in her neck. "Take something that is both physically and mentally pleasant."

"..."

the next day.

In the afternoon, Qiao Mu took Qiu Ning and He Miao out of the school gate.

The family is now in a mess, and Xi Muqiao is also busy. He said that he would pick her up at 7:00 in the evening and let her go to Mingtan.

Because Xi Muqiao arranged a bodyguard, her activities ranged a lot, thinking about buying some fresh ingredients and making it a good meal for Xi Muqiao.

But just a hundred meters from the school gate, a woman suddenly rushed up.

"Joe Mu, are you right?"

Qiao Mu took a step back and looked at her with vigilance. She always felt that she was familiar. "Who are you?"

"I am your mother, you are your mother." The woman's eyes were filled with tears, and she stepped forward, trying to pull her hand, but she was hiding.

The woman still wants to take her hand, "Mu Mu, I am your mother."

There seems to be a train in the head of Qiao Mu, which is rumbling and a roar in the ear.

Not only was Joe Mu stunned, but even He Miao and Qiu Ning followed, and his eyes continued to move between Qiao Mu and middle-aged women.

Half-sounding, Joe Mu reacted, and the delicate little face was cold.

"Sorry, you have mistaken people."

After that, she circumvented the middle-aged woman and continued to move forward. He Miao and Qiu Ning quickly followed.

The middle-aged woman also quickly followed up, grabbed her hand, and the tears fell out directly. "Mu Mu, I am really your mother, you see, this scar on your wrist is what I left!"

Qiao Mu glanced at his wrist and opened her hand again. "You are sick! I have a mother!"

"I am your biological mother. You must be my daughter. I asked a lot of people before I heard that the child was taken back by the head of the orphanage. It is you, definitely not wrong!"

Qiao Mu suddenly stopped and asked, "Where did you throw the child?"

The middle-aged woman was a glimpse first, and quickly said, "Beside the green leather trash can at the intersection of the forestry street, it was November 26th, it was raining, you were wearing a pink cotton jacket, the dragonfly was pink, and it was placed in a paper box. in!"

Wen Yan, Qiao Mu's face instantly lost his blood.

Forestry street, green trash bin, November 26th, light rain, pink dragonfly and cotton jacket, carton...

All right.

She swallowed and spit, and the hand in her pocket began to tremble. She stared coldly at the woman in front of her eyes and said word by word. "Sorry, you admit the wrong person."

Finished, no longer take care of her, walk quickly.

At the gate of the community, Qiao Mu said to the security guard, "I don't know her, don't let her in."

Mingtan House is a high-end apartment, and there are dozens of households. The security guards here know almost everyone. When they listen to Joe Mu, they immediately stop the woman.

No matter how the woman shouted, Joe Mu did not return.