Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

As the door that was embedded with roses swung open, Qiao Wennuan did not immediately extend her feet to enter. Instead, she raised her delicate and touching eyes and saw the arrogant figure standing in front of the French window.

When he saw that someone had entered, Feng Cheng impatiently pulled on his tie. He turned his head to the side and frowned, as if he was a completely different person from before. The dark look in his eyes was as sharp as a blade as it scraped past Qiao Wennuan.

Qiao Wennuan gave a light smile, that smile was like a blossoming rose, making people unable to open their eyes. She was naturally outstanding, adding on her exquisite makeup, it could be said that she was a goddess of both genders.

"Warm!" The manager Li Kangyun hurried over, panting heavily, "Just now, I called Fourth Brother's assistant and said that Fourth Brother is not in the company. Let's first go back and discuss about signing the contract …"

Qiao Wennuan knew that Feng Cheng would not see her for the time being, this was something she knew better than anyone else. At that time, it was only because her pride was too strong, leaving Feng Cheng in a single breath, that brought about the current stiff situation.

"Alright, let's go." Lowering her eyes, Qiao Wennuan quietly left without taking the initiative to say anything.

Feng Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his gloomy face, sinister facial features, and sinister expression instantly disappearing.

"Warm, I think I saw Fourth Brother just now …" Suspicious, the manager Li Kangyun wanted to speak, but hesitated, "Why is Fourth Brother avoiding you on purpose?"

"Why did he do it on purpose? Anyway, I came back this time, and didn't intend to leave. I wanted to go to the domestic market this time, and since the contract was already signed, even if he didn't want to see me, he wouldn't immediately cancel it. " Qiao Wennuan said with certainty.

"Why?" Li Kangyun was at a loss for words, "If Fourth Brother knew that you used the name LINA to sign the contract, he might break the contract!"

"I bet that a man's pride wouldn't care so much about signing the contract. If he broke it, then it would be perfect. It means that he hasn't forgotten about me for the past few years." The corner of his mouth raised in a perfect curve, and Qiao Wennuan's victory was within his grasp, "Besides, if he really wants to break the agreement, then I'll say that he owes me."

"Warmth, I hope this time's opening up of the domestic market is the right decision …" No matter what, Li Kangyun still couldn't figure it out. Qiao Wennuan just gave up on her reputation abroad so easily, and returned home easily to develop her skills.

"What do you understand? "As a woman, I've been out wandering. I'm tired, and I want to find someone to rely on …" With that said, Qiao Wennuan got into the nanny carriage.

"Where to?" Li Kangyun asked hesitantly.

Qiao Wennuan suddenly opened her eyes, "QC Company."

After work, Mu Qinghuan received a call from Feng Cheng asking her to come over to pick him up for school.

"He's coming." Seeing the familiar figure of the car, Mu Qinghuan opened the car door and got in. After that, she lowered her head and buckled herself up, but for some reason, she felt uncomfortable.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mu Qinghuan looked outside the window in a daze. Other than the passersby, she did not find anything wrong.

"Put your coat on." Seeing that Mu Qinghuan was greedy and did not wear a coat, Feng Cheng reminded him unhappily.

"It's really hot with the heater on." Her red face was the strongest accusation, Mu Qinghuan refused to wear it.

"Give me your hand." When he touched Mu Qinghuan's cold hands, Feng Cheng was displeased at first, but then he looked at her meaningfully: "You want to see through me?"

"Who wants to wear your clothes?" After saying that, Mu Qinghuan's face turned deep red. This guy knew how to tease girls more and more, and what was shameful was that she was already a wife, but she was still shy.

"Dress." Feng Cheng's tone was harsh, but when he looked at his son later on, he finally understood why Feng Cheng had given her clothes, it turned out that his son had caught a cold.

Feng Xin's face was flushed. When Feng Xin had a cold, the symptoms came up really fast, but he insisted on not taking any medicine at all.

"Son, you must have an injection. Don't mess around at this time." With regards to his son's illness, no one was more worried than Feng Cheng. But with his inflexible personality, Mu Qinghuan felt even more sorry for his son.

"Alright, let me try to coax him. Don't say anything, don't scare your son." Pushing Feng Cheng furiously, Mu Qinghuan patted her son's boiling hot head, and then gently hugged him in his arms, "Xinxin, you have to get an injection no matter what if you're sick, don't tell me you're afraid of pain? Being a boy, Xinxin is definitely not afraid of pain, right? "

"Mother, Xinxin is not afraid of pain at all …" In fact, he was scared to death, but for face, he refused to admit it. He remembered that when he was a year old, his father called for a doctor to give him an injection, causing him to be in so much pain that his tears rolled down.

What was even more pitiful was that no one was able to coax him, except the chauffeur.

Emma, how can an old man coax a chauffeur when he's talking about his uncle?

As a boy, he could not lose face in front of his mother.

"Really? Since Xinxin isn't afraid, then let's insert the needles. It will be better if we do that. Mommy has been hugging you all this time … " The moment she covered her son's eyes, Mu Qinghuan immediately gave the doctor a meaningful glance.

In just a blink of an eye, this needle had pierced through. Just as Feng Xin was about to cry, he heard Mu Qinghuan coaxing again and again.

As if there was some sort of miraculous healing ability, the tears only rolled down his face but did not fall.

"Mommy …" I really like you. " This was the first time Feng Xin had experienced this kind of feeling of being coaxed by someone close to one's heart.

It was not because Feng Cheng was impatient, but because fatherly love and motherly love were absolutely different.

What she needed more now was her mother's embrace.

"I like you too!" Mu Qinghuan kissed Feng Xin's forehead.

Feng Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, with the excuse of being contagious, he took his son away from Mu Qinghuan's hands, "You give it a shot too."

"Walter?" After a moment of surprise, Mu Qinghuan smiled brighter than a flower, "I'm so healthy, there's no need for an injection, really!"

What a joke! She's already so old, isn't it embarrassing for her to have an injection?

Besides, she was also very afraid of being injected with needles!

"Mom, are you afraid as well …" Nudging his lips, Feng Xin asked pitifully.

"How is this possible!" Mu Qinghuan coughed continuously in an exaggerated manner and quickly escaped.

Bang.

Mu Qinghuan's head smashed into the wall, causing him to be in so much pain that she jumped up and down.

Not far away...

Qiao Wennuan dialed Feng Cheng's number, and then threw his phone back to the manager, Li Kangyun.

"Just say that I'm not feeling well … "I want to see him …"

Qiao Wennuan really wanted to know whether her son was more important to Feng Cheng, or whether Mu Qinghuan was more important to him.