How to divorce the Prime Minister MTL

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Finally he breathed a sigh of relief,  moved, as if he wanted to call Jiang Wu, but after hesitating for a moment between "Madam" and "Mother", After all, he didn't make a sound.
　　It seems that no one can say anything.
　　Realizing that she was still holding Jiang Wu's hand, she quickly wanted to let go. Jiang Wu noticed her daughter's movements, and she held Mingzhu's hand tighter.
　　"Mingzhu." As soon as the words fell, Jiang Wu couldn't help but want to cry. Jiang Wu suppressed her sobs. Mingzhu hadn't even cried yet, so what right did she have to cry? She was afraid that Mingzhu would hate her and blame herself, so she didn't dare to move or speak.
　　But the longing that had been forgotten for eighteen years poured out at this moment, weighing her down so much that she had to hold on to her daughter tightly, lest she lose her again.
　　"It's me," she really didn't know what to say to her daughter who owed so much. With a trembling voice, she could only say, "I'm mother%e4%ba% b2. "
　　This sentence seemed to instantly break down Mingzhu's defense, making her eyes start to turn red.
　　Mother%e4%ba%b2, can she also have mother%e4%ba%b2? Like the way she saw her mother%e4%ba%b2 getting along with the brother and sister countless times; like the way she looked forward to every time she looked at Jiang Wu's caring eyes...

　　owning the mother%e4%ba%b2 ...with the love of mother%e4%ba%b2.
　　When she was still cautious in disbelief, she was already held in Jiang Wu's arms.
　　It was an embrace that was not generous, but extremely warm. She recalled the time when she was rarely sick five years ago, and the woman held herself in a feverish state.
　　"Poor child."
　　The pity and distress in that voice somehow made Mingzhu, who never thought she was vulnerable, seem to unconsciously become particularly dependent on someone.
　　Perhaps, what she longed for was not her mother, but this person.
　　So when he knew that she was his mother%e4%ba%b2, Mingzhu had thoughts like "It's really great" and "Fortunately it's her".
　　She closed her eyes and allowed herself to become weak in her mother's arms.
　　"Mingzhu, Mingzhu..." Jiang Wu called her name over and over again. She hugged her lost daughter tightly. When her eyes touched the birthmark the size of a copper coin on Mingzhu's neck, she became even more excited. I couldn't help but burst into tears.
　　She remembered that this birthmark was with Mingzhu when she was born.
　　At that time, she was worried that her children would not like it when they grow up.
　　"It's such a unique mark," she said to Liang Qian while stroking it with a smile, "I will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance anytime in the future."
　　Her pearl, she cherished it dearly. Watch over your grown-up daughter.
　　"When I separated from you, you were so little... so little that you could walk unsteadily and couldn't speak clearly. You just called me mother%e4%ba%b2," she said with colic. %e8%83%b8 made Jiang Wu burst into tears, "Why did he grow so big in the blink of an eye?"
　　To her, everything seemed like just yesterday. But her little, soft and waxy daughter had already become a tall and graceful girl before she saw it.
　　Mingzhu couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.
　　Those were the tears after crying with joy.
　　It's great, whatever it is, everything is great.
　　Mother%e4%ba%b2 is alive and well, mother%e4%ba%b2 remembers herself.
　　"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jiang Wu kept apologizing, and the deep guilt in his voice made Mingzhu raise her head and look at her mother%e4%ba%b2.
　　"I'm just afraid that you will be so sad, so I don't want you to remember it." Mingzhu looked at her mother and spoke seriously, "You are not wrong. What does it have to do with you? Wrong. It's just that dog..."
　　She originally wanted to talk about the dog thief out of habit, but because she was concerned about the relationship between Jiang Wu and Chu Ling, she ended up being merciful.
　　"Madam..."
　　As soon as she said this title, Jiang Wu's breathing stopped for a moment.
　　She listened to Mingzhu call her madam countless times, and she had never been so sad at this moment. She knew that it was normal for Mingzhu not to call her mother%e4%ba%b2, so she just lowered her eyebrows to hide the hurt in her eyes.
　　Of course Mingzhu noticed it, and she immediately regretted it.
　　The title mother%e4%ba%b2 has actually flowed through her heart thousands of times. Since she longs for it so much, why not tell her?
　　Obviously she wants to hear it too.
　　Mingzhu couldn't bear her sadness and disappointment, so she smiled and said the words she was holding back smoothly: "Mom%e4%ba%b2, don't cry."
　　Jiang Wu was stunned, tears streaming down his face. It became even more turbulent in an instant, mixed with emotion and joy.
　　A handkerchief was handed over. Jiang Wu looked up and saw Mo Yangzhou, who had just been ignored but had been standing silently.
　　Although his face was different, she could guess that he must have gone through a lot of hardships before changing his appearance.
　　"Liang Qian..."