"Yes, I didn’t take good care of your son. That’s my fault. But why didn’t you let them stay?" An Ran said like a firecracker, with her little neck stiff.
It was the first time Mu Xingfeng saw An Ran , and he couldn’t help but be stunned.
He didn’t mean to blame her; he just wanted to know the reason for the situation.
Seeing An Ran’s puffed-up face and her slightly red eyes, Mu Xingfeng suddenly thought of a question.
He stretched out his long arm, encircled her petite body, and whispered in her ear with a chuckle, "Jealous?"
His little girl wasn’t an unreasonable person, but whenever she saw Wang Xia and her son, she acted like a little beast with its hackles raised, not allowing even a word more to be said. What else didn’t he understand? His little girl was jealous.
An Ran’s body stiffened. Jealous? What right did she have to be jealous? Although the two of them were already married in name, that certificate was only an agreement. What right did she have to interfere with Instructor Mu’s freedom?
Mu Xingfeng saw she wasn’t talking and started explaining to her, "She is the wife and child of my comrade. My comrade sacrificed his life and entrusted them to me before leaving."
The warm breath sprayed on her ear, and the magnetic, rich voice was as pleasing as a cello, calming An Ran down.
She knew she had no position to blame Instructor Mu for anything. But for some reason, watching that little boy call him daddy was particularly grating, and when Xiao Rong opened the study door and saw the two of them hugging, she had to admit, in that moment, An Ran’s heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Thinking of this, An Ran no longer wanted to stay in Mu Xingfeng’s arms. She struggled to get out, stood up, and walked towards the kitchen to finish what she hadn’t completed.
However, her hand was grabbed by Mu Xingfeng.
"Ranran, are you jealous?" Mu Xingfeng asked teasingly.
An Ran turned around and withdrew her hand from his, "I’m not. Instructor Mu, you’re overthinking."
I’m not. I have no right to blame you, so you’re overthinking.
A comrade’s wife and child, why should they call you daddy? A comrade entrusted you to take care of his wife and child, but she clearly saw Wang Xia hugging Mu Xingfeng in the study. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
And Mu Xingfeng’s attitude towards them, Wang Xia’s admiration in her eyes, and the information revealed in Xiao Rong’s words.
In An Ran’s eyes, Instructor Mu was so wise. But why would he indulge them , even letting her pour water for them and coaxing Xiao Rong carefully? Was it really just because of his comrade’s wife and child?
Usually, Mu Xingfeng never let her pour water for him.
At the kitchen door, An Ran’s steps paused. She said, "Instructor Mu, the New Year is over, and Grandpa’s condition has improved. When should we go get the divorce certificate?"
This paper marriage contract had always been his shackle.
Mu Xingfeng was stunned, his face darkened. He stood up and strode over to An Ran, pulling her into his arms, "Silly girl, what wild thoughts are you having?"
Obviously, she was jealous. Why didn’t she admit it? She even wanted to get a divorce. God knows how much it hurt Mu Xingfeng to hear those three words.
"I’m not having wild thoughts. Didn’t we agree at the beginning? When Grandpa’s condition improved, you would restore my freedom. Now that Grandpa’s condition is stable, Instructor Mu, you should honor your promise." An Ran turned around to look at Mu Xingfeng, her eyes unusually determined.
"No," Mu Xingfeng replied without even thinking. He had finally managed to keep this girl beside him. How could he let her go so easily?