Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

"It's up to you, as long as they believe in you, you can file whatever you like." With a trace of sarcasm in Mu Yan's eyes, she slowly approached Liu Xuan and looked down at her: "Liu Xuan, I warn you one last time, don't come here. Provoke me, or you will bear the consequences."

After finishing speaking, Wan Muyan turned around and got into the car, Lu Baiyu glanced at the ugly Liu Xuan, walked around to the other side and got into the car.

The car gradually moved away, and Liu Xuan gradually recovered.

The hands beside her were clenched suddenly, and a trace of hatred appeared in Liu Xuan's eyes: "Mu Muyan, are you that confident? Then I just want to smash your confidence!"

After stomping her feet fiercely, Liu Xuan took a taxi and went straight to Liu's house.

On the other side, on the way back to the apartment.

Lu Baiyu saw that Muyan was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled: "Little wife, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Wan Muyan pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Tell me something, don't hide it from me." Lu Baiyu parked the car on the side of the road, looked at Mu Yan seriously: "I'm your man, I can help you solve something!"

Looking into Lu Baiyu's eyes, Wan Muyan was a little awkward for the first time.

After a while, Wan Muyan finally expressed her thoughts: "That cup of milk tea...I haven't had it yet."

That was what Lu Baiyu put in his arms to keep warm, it was his heart, but it just fell away...

Hearing this, Lu Baiyu couldn't laugh or cry: "So it's because of this."

He thought it was a big deal.

"Wait." Lu Baiyu opened the car door and left in a hurry.

Soon, Lu Baiyu bought a new cup of milk tea and put it in Wan Muyan's hands: "It's exactly the same, drink it."

A look of surprise flashed across Mu Yan's eyes, and then the corners of her lips raised slightly unconsciously, she picked up the straw and tied it, and took a sip.

Sweet, warm, very...delicious.

"Is it good?" Lu Baiyu looked at Muyan expectantly.

"Hmm..." Wan Muyan nodded slightly, a trace of warmth flashed across her heart.

"If you like it, I will buy it for you every day in the future."

"No, it's too sweet." Mu Yan shook her head, drinking it once in a while is fine, it's not healthy.

"I've already told them to only put three ounces of sugar, is it still very sweet?" Lu Baiyu frowned: "I just saw that other girls like it, and thought you also like this kind of sweet and greasy things..."

Mu Yanxiu raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Lu Baiyu's annoyed look, and smiled slightly: "Milk tea is actually delicious, but I haven't tasted it before, not to mention the milk fat in it is too high, so it's not suitable for regular drinking."

"Then I'll buy it for you once a week."

"it is good."

Lu Baiyu rubbed Mu Yan's hair, started the car, and took her back to the apartment to rest.

Two days later.

Mu Yan brought the prepared ointment to Song Qianling's house.

The Song family villa is very gorgeous, but Mu Yan's T-shirt and jeans look out of place.

When Song Qianling came down from the upstairs, he couldn't help complaining: "I never thought Mr. Bo would be so economical with such a big family background."

"En." Wan Muyan responded indifferently, and got straight to the point: "Go to your bedroom, I'm going to start."

"Okay, this way please." Song Qianling nodded slightly, and brought Wan Muyan to her bedroom.

In the pink and tender bedroom, most of the furnishings inside are fur. Wan Yan frowned: "If you cut the wound again, you must be careful not to be infected by these fluff."

"Okay, I know."

Only then did Muyan take out the prepared medicine boxes, open them one by one, and signaled Song Qianling to lie down.

Taking off her mask, Mu Yan took out the anesthetic.

Seeing this, Song Qianling couldn't help but feel a little nervous: "Is it true that this time can really restore my appearance?"

"All I can say is, I'll do my best."

Hearing this, Song Qianling took a deep breath: "I see, come on."