He had never thought about it before...... Or he never dared to think about it seriously, but I don't know when, Mu Qingwan's feelings for his family of four have become so indifferent.

He could not allow the situation to continue to deteriorate.

If this situation continues to deteriorate, even if Mu Qingwan really marries Yun Jue in the future, their Mu family will not want to get any benefits from it.

He didn't care.

He is old, and he has long been smoothed out by the world, and he does not seek to be rich and rich, but only to be safe and smooth.

But his son was still young.

He doesn't want his son to be like him in the rest of his life, doing nothing, looking at people everywhere and groveling for the company, for the cause, and for the family.

If Mu Qingwan can really marry Yun Jue.

If his son and Mu Qingwan can maintain a good brother and sister relationship, without Yun Jue deliberately helping his son, just by virtue of his son's identity as Mu Qingwan's own brother, this life is enough for his son to be of infinite use!

But if, one day, even the relationship between his son and Mu Qingwan deteriorates to the point that Yang Jiezhen is arguing at the moment, even kowtowing and bowing, Mu Qingwan can be indifferent, then no matter who Mu Qingwan marries, it has nothing to do with their Mu family.

He's a soft-hearted man.

Whether it is Yang Jiezhen or Mu Rushuang, he has always connived.

But at this moment, he didn't want to be soft-hearted and indulgent.

For the sake of his son and for the sole heir of his Mu family, he has to be tough.

He rushed forward, pulled Yang Jiezhen up from the ground, grabbed her arm and said, "Yang Jiezhen, stop making trouble!" If you make trouble again, we will divorce! Divorced, follow me Wanwan, who Wanwan wants to marry, I am in charge, everything in the future Wanwan has nothing to do with you! ”

"You...... What did you say? Yang Jie looked at him in disbelief, her lips trembling: "You want to divorce me?" You...... You're going to divorce me? ”

She raised her voice violently and pushed Mu Wansen hard: "I gave birth to three children for you, my youth, my hard work, and my whole life are all dedicated to you, why did you divorce me?" ”

"Just because you don't argue right and wrong, don't distinguish between black and white, mess around, and be a mother in vain!" Mu Wansen stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her aside, revealing Mu Rushuang behind her.

He grabbed Yang Jiezhen and said to the police: "Comrade policeman, take Mu Rushuang away." ”

The policeman nodded at him slightly, and walked towards Mu Rushuang with handcuffs.

Mu Rushuang screamed, turned around and wanted to run, but was caught up by the police in a few steps, twisted her arms behind her back, and cuffed her hands.

"Mom, help me, help me!" Mu Rushuang screamed miserably, desperately struggling in the direction of Yang Jiezhen.

"Frost! Frost! Seeing her most beloved daughter handcuffed, Yang Jie's sincerity was like a knife.

Seeing Mu Qingwan's indifference, Mu Qiuchen's indifference, and Mu Wansen's coldness, an indescribable sadness and indignation suddenly surged in her heart.

This grief and indignation made her hot-headed, and she pushed Mu Wansen away violently and crashed into the tree beside the road.

Mu Wansen was pushed by her, and she hit her head on the big tree on the side of the road.

After a "bang", blood splattered on her forehead and her body slowly slid down the trunk of the tree.

Mu Wansen froze.

Mu Rushuang screamed.

Mu Qiuchen called "Mom" and rushed towards her.

Yang Jiezhen shook her hand and pushed Mu Qiuchen who rushed to her side away, turned her head with difficulty, and looked in the direction of Mu Qingwan: "Wanwan...... Mom...... Mom pays for Frost Frost's life...... You, you let the frost ......"