Chapter 1994 Threat
He had never thought about it before...or never dared to seriously think about it. At some point, Mu Qingwan's feelings for his family of four had become so indifferent.
He couldn't let this situation continue to deteriorate.
If this situation continues to deteriorate, even if Mu Qingwan does marry Yunjue in the future, the Mu family will not be able to get any benefits from it.
He himself doesn't care.
He is old, and he has long been smoothed by the world. He does not want to be rich and powerful, but only to be safe and smooth.
But his son is still young.
He didn't want his son to be like him for the rest of his life, doing nothing, for the company, for the career, for the family, looking down on others and bowing his knees everywhere.
If Mu Qingwan could really marry Yunjue.
If his son and Mu Qingwan can maintain a good brother-sister relationship, Yunjue doesn't need to deliberately help his son, just because his son is Mu Qingwan's older brother, this life will be enough for his son to benefit endlessly!
But if, one day, even the relationship between his son and Mu Qingwan deteriorates to the point where Yang Jiezhen is arguing at the moment, even kowtowing and kneeling, Mu Qingwan can remain indifferent, then no matter who Mu Qingwan marries, it has nothing to do with their Mu family up.
He is a soft hearted man.
Whether it's Yang Jiezhen or Mu Rushuang, he has always indulged him.
But at this moment, he didn't want to let his heart down any longer.
For the sake of his son and the sole heir of the Mu family, he had 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 keep making trouble, we will divorce! Divorced, follow me every night, who do you want to marry every night?" , I am the master, everything in the future 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 actually want to divorce me?"
She raised her voice sharply and pushed Mu Wansen hard: "I gave birth to you three children, my youth, my hard work, and my whole life are all dedicated to you, why do you want to divorce me? "
"Just because you don't argue right from wrong, don't distinguish right from wrong, mess around, you're in vain as a mother!" 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 police, take Mu Rushuang away."
The policeman nodded slightly at him, and walked towards Mu Rushuang holding handcuffs.
Mu Rushuang screamed, turned around and wanted to run, but was caught up by the policeman, who twisted her arms behind her back and handcuffed her hands.
"Mom, save me, save me!" Mu Rushuang yelled miserably, struggling desperately towards Yang Jiezhen.
"Shuangshuang! Shuangshuang!" Seeing her beloved daughter being handcuffed, Yang Jie's heart was twisted like a knife.
Seeing Mu Qingwan's indifference, Mu Qiuchen's indifference, and Mu Wansen's coldness, an indescribable grief and indignation suddenly surged in her heart.
This grief and anger made her head hot, she pushed Mu Wansen away violently, and slammed into the tree beside the road.
Mu Wansen was staggered by her push, and she bumped into a big tree by the side of the road.
After the "bang", blood splashed on her forehead, and her body slowly slid down the tree trunk.
Mu Wansen was stunned.
Mu Rushuang screamed.
Mu Qiuchen called "Mom" and rushed towards her.
With trembling hands, Yang Jiezhen pushed Mu Qiuchen away from her, turned her head with difficulty, and looked in Mu Qingwan's direction: "Wanwan...Mom...Mom will pay you for Shuangshuang...You, you let go Shuangshuang..."