ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar - www.] "Legally, I have half of the custody rights, or even more." Zhan Aofan said as he had regained some composure.

Mu Anyou took a breath of air and glared at him angrily: "Zhan Aofan, it turns out that all your thoughts and calculations were used to deal with your son?" With a sarcastic tone and suppressed anger, she knew that Zhan Aofan said

To be honest, if it goes to court, the party with greater financial ability will definitely be given preferential treatment first, but why should he? Why!

How could he not hear the anger and aggressive sarcasm in her mouth? Zhan Aofan took a deep breath and slowed down his voice: "Youyou, I just want to fulfill my due responsibility. I don't mind if necessary.

Go through the legal process, you know, I can do anything." The last sentence was a bit self-deprecating, he just wanted a chance to make amends, a chance to... atone.

"Zhan Aofan, don't be too mean, don't let me look down on you, and don't force me!" Mu Anyou spat out coldly.

"Youyou, it's you who is forcing me." Zhan Aofan said sadly.

Mu Anyou knew that he would do what he said. This man's heart and blood were cold.

"Don't let Hui Hui know about it first." She compromised. Before she had to admit the fact, she chose to give in again.

Zhan Aofan, this is my final bottom line, final bottom line!

Zhan Aofan knew that her words represented acquiescence, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "Youyou, thank you." Thank you for the opportunity she gave him, even though she didn't do it willingly.

"Zhan Aofan, please don't call me this name again in the future, because five years ago, the person who had the right to call me Youyou was dead. To me, it was a complete death! Please still call me that name in the future.

Say Mu Anyou or Miss Mu."

Watching her back gradually go away, until she turned out of the stairs and was no longer seen.

——Brother Fan, why do you call me Youyou? My family calls me An'an. They hope that I can grow up in peace and live peacefully.

——Little girl, it’s great to be worried. I wish you a happy and worry-free life.

——Well...then I give you permission to call me this name from now on. Remember, Brother Fan, it is permission!

In my hazy memory, I forgot which year the little girl with the bright face shook his arm and smiled heartlessly...

I just remember that that year, gardenias bloomed all over the courtyard, and she stood on the lawn covered with petals, as beautiful as an angel...

He took out his cell phone tremblingly, opened a number and dialed it. Almost as soon as the call was connected, he couldn't wait to speak, his voice was in a trance.

"Mozi, I lost something, do you think I can get it back?"

"What?" Chang Mo has been upset about An An these past few days. Today there is finally news. He just lay down and finally had a peaceful sleep, but was disturbed by a sudden call. As soon as he said,

Still full of confusion.

"Are you at home?" Zhan Aofan asked in a hoarse voice as he walked out of the ward. The coolness outside woke him up from his sudden thoughts.

"Well, I'm asleep right now, what are you talking nonsense about?" Chang Mo muttered, half asleep and half awake.

"Come out and have a drink with me, I'll be waiting for you in Qingcheng." Zhan Aofan looked up at a window in the ward building and spoke in a low voice.

"What?" Chang Mo screamed and woke up instantly from his dream, with a look of disbelief on his face: "Young Master Zhan, President Zhan, Brother Zhan, do you want me to remind you, this is night, no, to be precise,

It’s half past midnight.”

The illuminated window suddenly became dark. Zhan Aofan took a look and walked into the parking lot.

"Then I'll go to your house." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The ignition started and the white Bentley drove into the night...

Chang Mo listened to the beeping sound on the phone and couldn't understand what was going on!

Fifteen minutes later, the doorbell of the villa rang. Chang Mo stood up impatiently, looked at the head on the video phone, and opened the door with a bang.

"Brother, I really don't want you to go through this trouble!"

Zhan Aofan carried the coolness of the night outside on his body and wiped off his shoes at the door. He didn't even bother to change his spare slippers. He just walked into the living room with his bare feet on the wooden floor. He threw away the car keys in his hand and put himself in the room.

He fell hard into the sofa.

Chang Mo's face had faded from the initial hesitation after being woken up. He stared thoughtfully at the figure leaning back on the sofa and pondered for a long time. Then he walked to the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of red wine.

He took two goblets, poured an appropriate amount and pushed them in front of Zhan Aofan.

"Tell me, are you frustrated in the mall or in love?" He joked half-jokingly, easing the somewhat stuffy atmosphere in the room caused by excessive silence.

Zhan Aofan raised his head and downed a glass of red wine. Perhaps he drank too much and couldn't help but choked a few times.

Chang Mo frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that things seemed to be a bit more complicated than imagined. It had been many years, and he had never seen such a panicked Zhan Aofan...

Taking the goblet and taking a sip, Chang Mo just looked at the figure in the sofa opposite him quietly. He knew that if he wanted to say something, he wouldn't have to wait for him to ask again. The relationship for so many years was not in vain.

There was silence for a long time, and when Zhan Aofan drank almost the entire bottle of Lafite, Chang Mo heard his hoarse voice slowly disperse.

"Mozi, can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?" Chang Mo was slightly startled, because of the request in his tone.

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The next day, Mu Anyou asked the nurse in charge to help her stay with Mu Hui for a while. Her colleague told her that she had to go back to the store in person to ask for leave from Manager Yu. She had only been at work for such a short time and needed to take a long leave. Just talking on the phone wouldn't work.

of.

All the way, I was thinking uneasily. The reason why the manager notified her to go back in person was because he wanted to fire her, right?

Worry, anxiety, and concern for Huihui all came together, and I felt exhausted like never before.

I arrived at the door of the manager's office uneasily, took a deep breath, and knocked twice.

"Come in." The person inside said.

Mu Anyou pushed open the door and walked in, carefully considering how to speak. When Manager Yu saw her, he immediately put a smile on his face and said kindly: "Xiao Mu, sit down quickly." Then he pointed to the office.

living room sofa.

Mu Anyou waved her hands quickly, feeling a little flattered for a moment: "No, Manager Yu, I can just stand. I came here today just to ask for a period of leave. I hope you will approve it. Don't worry, Manager Yu, my salary can be deducted. I will come back."

I will definitely..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the person in front of him.

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