Yang Mu'an stood at the door, hesitated for a long time, but did not say a smooth word, when Yang Mu'an made a loud noise, he suddenly said: "Uncle, are you still angry with An'an? !"

Yang Mufan was surprised by Yang Muan's question, but he, who was always calm and steady when encountering problems, quickly reacted.

He looked at his son indifferently, and said a word lightly: "Yes."

As soon as Yang Muan heard this, she immediately ran to the desk, put her toes on her toes, raised her head high, and looked at Yang Mufan through the table: "Uncle, can you stop being angry with An An?! An An Not intentional."

Yang Mufan watched his son take the initiative to apologize to himself, and his already arrogant personality became even more stinky.

He lazily leaned back on the chair, and then said in a cold voice, "If you make me angry, then you will be angry. If you don't make me angry, then you won't be angry. I look up to An, will I be too out of character..."

Just when Yang Mufan wanted to pick up the plane and teach Yang Muan a good lesson, Yang Muan suddenly raised a scroll and drew in his hand for several days: "Uncle, this is a gift for you."

"..." Admire Fan's eloquent righteous words suddenly got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down.He looked straight, standing in front of the desk, on tiptoe, trying to raise the picture scroll in his hand and pass it to his son.

When he took the scroll in silence, Admire An suddenly leaned his little head against the edge of the table, looking at him with expectant eyes in anxiety.

"What is this?!" Yang Mufan asked while opening the scroll.

The moment the painting was laid flat, the eyes of admiring Fan suddenly deepened and sank.

However, Yang Muan is always concerned about the emotional changes of Yang Mufan, deeply afraid that Yang Mufan will not like it.

Yang Mufan is very silent and calm, unlike Mu Wanqing who would ask from time to time when she was watching him draw: "An An, what are you painting?!"

"An'an is great, the paintings are so beautiful."

"Is this my mother?! In An An's heart, my mother is so beautiful!!"

"An An..."

"An An..."

"..."

……

Yang Mufan really didn't respond at all, Yang Muan was lying on the side of the desk, his originally shining eyes became dimmed, he was a little disappointed, and the voice of asking became extremely quiet: "Uncle, don't you like it?! Mom said, you'll love it..."

Seeing that Yang Mufan still didn't express his opinion, he walked around to Yang Mufan's side, trying to snatch the painting back.

However, Yang Mufan grabbed his little hand and easily hugged him on her lap and sat down.

"Uncle likes it very much." When Yang Mufan replied, her voice was hoarse.

Admire An and asked: "Really?!"

"Yeah." Yang Mufan replied, "I like it very much, I really like it."

When Yang Mu'an heard this, his eyes suddenly shone brightly in surprise.

Admire Fan looked at the painting again, and then asked: "Is this drawn by An An himself?!"

"Yeah." With the affirmation of Yang Mufan, Yang Muan's tone of voice obviously became more confident, "Mom also said that uncle would like it."

"An'an, why did you think of giving uncle a gift?!"

"Because my uncle is not happy recently, I frowned when I was eating. An An wanted to make my uncle happy. However, An An seemed to make my uncle even more unhappy." .

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