Chapter 119 The So-called Mother
"Remarry?"
Mu Qinghuan was so angry that she laughed at this man Lu Yunchen.
"Lu Yunchen, are you crazy or am I mentally disturbed? Remarriage, are you sure you are not joking?"
The problem between them is not just that he doesn't love her, the more serious problem is that the two families are really mismatched and have irreconcilable problems.
Her mother had suffered enough in the first half of her life, and she couldn't let her mother suffer further humiliation because of her marriage.
Across the phone, Lu Yunchen's tone was very serious: "I'm not kidding, Mu Qinghuan, let's get remarried, I won't let you..."
"If Jiang Bai is your grandfather," Mu Qinghuan said clearly, "then is he also your mother's biological father?"
If that's the case, then she can't remarry Lu Yunchen.
Because once she remarried Lu Yunchen, she would end up offending Mrs. Lu, and Mrs. Lu would never let her own father save her friend.
Lu Yunchen also knew Mu Qinghuan's worries, and immediately hurried to explain to her: "No, my mother and my grandfather haven't been in contact for many years. They have a very bad relationship. He won't listen to my mother at all."
“Qing Huan, believe me, I know where grandpa is, and I can ask him to save Shen Weiyang.”
Mu Qinghuan clenched the phone tightly in her hand with pale knuckles. After a long silence, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "There's no need to remarry. If you want me, I'm always available."
After hearing her say this, Lu Yunchen on the other end of the phone gasped for breath. When he reacted, he shouted at her angrily: "Mu Qinghuan, what do you mean by this? You don't want to be Mrs. Lu anymore. What do you want to do? Why are you ruining yourself?"
Lu Yunchen had never imagined that there would be a day when he wanted to give a woman her identity but she refused.
Mu Qinghuan stared at the floor with red eyes, trying to sound calm. "I didn't humiliate myself, Lu Yunchen. If you really care about me, you should just let me go."
In her heart, being the daughter-in-law of their Lu family is far less dignified than being a lover.
But she didn't say anything, nor did she accuse Mrs. Lu of how harsh her words were.
It doesn't make sense.
They are mother and son, connected by blood. Even if you say it, it will only make you unhappy.
Lu Yunchen only knew that she chose to divorce him because she was infertile, and he didn't know that his mother and grandmother had come to embarrass her.
So when he heard that Mu Qinghuan would rather be his lover than marry him, the anger in his heart rose.
Did she think that as long as she didn't get married, she could get rid of him at any time?
"Okay, I'll be there whenever you call. Mu Qinghuan, you asked for this."
After he said this through gritted teeth, he sent her the hotel location and room number.
"Come here in half an hour."
After seeing this WeChat message, Mu Qinghuan was almost furious and immediately called again: "Lu Yunchen, do you know it's already early in the morning? Aren't you a health expert who goes to bed early every day?"
When they were together before, the man usually had to go to bed before midnight and didn't allow her to play with her cell phone. If she didn't listen, he would make her so tired that she didn't have the energy to play with her cell phone.
Lu Yunchen's sarcastic voice came from the other end of the phone: "It's rare that Editor-in-Chief Mu still remembers all this, but we've been apart for two years. Do you think you still understand me as well as before?"
Mu Qinghuan's blood boiled: "No one wants to understand you."
She glanced at the wall clock and said, "I can come over now, but first you have to tell me what the love vine is tonight."
Lu Yunchen: "Okay."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Mu Qinghuan was angry again.
Now he actually hangs up on her.
In the past, I always waited for her to hang up first.
Thinking of the few short months of their flash marriage, Mu Qinghuan's eyes gradually dimmed: "Lu Yunchen, what do you mean?"
Do you want to get back together because you pity me or because you have some feelings for me?
While she was in a daze, her mother called again.
"Huanhuan, have you received your salary this month?"
The confused mood receded in an instant, and she walked out of Shen Weiyang's old house with her bag, her face gloomy. After she went out, she coldly questioned the woman on the other end of the phone: "What do you want money for? Is he looking for you again?"
Most parents will be more or less afraid of their children when their children grow up and face certain embarrassing moments.
Peng Xin felt guilty, so he was very humble in front of Mu Qinghuan. "He is your father after all. The debt collectors are blocking your door. Your father really has nowhere else to go. He has no choice but to come to me."
Mu Qinghuan: "What do you mean there's no way? Is there no way he's going to bring the debt collector to you? Mom, this is the house I bought for you. He's divorced you, he's not my dad anymore, you can't..."
"Huanhuan, I remarried him."
Peng Xin spoke to her in a weak voice.
"Remarry?" Mu Qinghuan's pupils constricted, and she wanted to crush the phone. "What did you say? Say it again! Peng Xin, do you know what you are saying?"
She walked quickly towards the car. After getting in, she found that her phone had run out of battery and turned off automatically. She was so angry that she threw the phone aside and went to Peng Xin.
"Are you Mu Ming's daughter?"
As soon as Mu Qinghuan arrived at Peng Xin's place and got off the elevator, she was pushed against the wall by a burly man with tattoos on his arms.
Mu Qinghuan looked at the man in front of him and knew that he was not someone to be trifled with. He immediately smiled and said, "Brother, is there some misunderstanding between us?"
She is good-looking and especially friendly when she smiles.
Looking at it up close, Liu Biao was actually a little stunned.
But he quickly recovered and continued to glare at her fiercely, asking, "Don't talk nonsense to me. I'm asking you, are you Mu Ming's daughter?"
After knowing that smiling was useless, the smile on Mu Qinghuan's face gradually disappeared, and she said to him coldly: "No, this person has nothing to do with us mother and daughter."
“Bang!”
"Who are you trying to fool, little girl? Mu Ming said this is his wife's house, and that if we don't have money, we should come here to find his daughter. You are the daughter of that woman inside, so you must be Mu Ming's daughter. What the hell are you still talking to us about?"
Liu Biao slapped Mu Qinghuan directly in the face.
Mu Qinghuan turned her head away after being slapped, and smiled sadly at Peng Xin who was hiding in the house with an anti-theft chain on and peeking outside.
Her own daughter was being beaten outside, and as a mother, she actually hid through the crack of the door and peeked.
Is this the mother she wants to protect?
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