Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Qiao Wennuan stressed the word unrelated, but it was unknown if she was saying it to Feng Cheng or to her.

No matter what, in terms of reputation, Mu Qinghuan was still a madam. Saying that it had nothing to do with her was too laughable.

However, the reason why Qiao Wennuan was so confident was because of the song that Feng Cheng had taken away.

"Xinxin's birthday is coming up. Should we hold it at the Shallow Bay?" After thinking so much, Qiao Wennuan also wanted to stay in the Shallow Bay.

"It's up to Xinxin." Feng Cheng completely followed his son's suggestion.

"What does a child know? Besides, living at home is more comforting." Qiao Wennuan said smilingly, "You should know that there is a misunderstanding between Xinxin and I. This child is not really close with me, I also want to take this opportunity to settle it properly with Xinxin."

Feng Cheng curled his lips without batting an eyelid. His son had never talked to him since he was young, and other than acting coquettishly towards him, he didn't want to pay attention to anyone else. However, it was because of Mu Qinghuan that he had become so mischievous and a lot more outgoing.

"My son is in charge." Qiao Wennuan's meaning was something that Qiao Wennuan could understand, but Xinxin had to be the one to decide everything.

He was only a wild child, so he valued her a lot. Moreover, this level of attention had greatly exceeded Qiao Wennuan's expectations.

Xinxin's birthday was celebrated in a children's park.

There was a crown on his forehead. Xinxin sat up straight like a little adult, sticking to Feng Cheng's body like a little bun.

"Xinxin, I wish you a happy birthday. I bought this specially for you. Qiao Wennuan gave an expensive watch.

Xinxin accepted it out of courtesy, "Thank you, Aunt Qiao."

Auntie Qiao... There would be a day when she, Qiao Wennuan, would turn these three words into a sentence that she would willingly use as her mother.

Lan Fei'er also came over, "Xinxin is still so young, so he can't develop such bad habits. I think it's really too early to give you your watch."

She gifted us with a cute schoolbag, "Wishing our Xinxin happily grew up."

"Thank you Auntie Fei." Sighing silently, Xinxin felt that it was too tiring to deal with these women, all of them wanted to be his stepmother. This world was truly strange.

"Grandson, grandma has prepared this for you." Lin Ziran gave a pure gold pen to him.

"Thank you, Grandma." Xinxin took it in with his childish voice.

Although these gifts were all worth a lot of Grandpa Mao's money, it was laughable that there wasn't any of them. They represented genuine happiness, just going to the mall to pick one of them. He didn't really like any of them.

They were all acting perfunctorily, pretending to like him or saying that they liked him out of respect for their father.

"Not happy?" Noticing his son's abnormality, Feng Cheng asked softly, his eyes revealing a look of love.

"Dad, I'm very happy." It could be seen that during this birthday party, his father had spent quite a bit of effort, so he did not want to disappoint Xinxin.

After he finished speaking, Xinxin was afraid that his father would think too much and he was also fed up with it. He kissed the side of his face, and from this angle, Xinxin accidentally saw a figure and immediately opened his mouth, "Grandmother."

In order to curry favor with Feng Cheng, Zhang Lan would naturally attend Xinxin's birthday too. But when she saw the few women on the table, she secretly felt something was off.

"Grandmother prepared this for you." Zhang Lan didn't know if she should buy it or not, so she customized a big piece of ice cream cake.

"Thank you, Grandma." This gift caused Xinxin's eyes to light up, and he clapped as he applauded.

Seeing that his son liked it, Feng Cheng's expression turned better as he considerately cut off a small piece of cake for his son.

"Let me do it." Qiao Wennuan didn't want to miss every opportunity to show off. She gently and gently smiled as she cut off the cake and distributed it to the people seated, making it seem as if she were the mistress.

With her true love of display, Lan Fei'er felt even more annoyed with this Qiao Wennuan.

As for Lin Ziran, although she did not like him, she did not hate him either. In short, she felt that she was much better than her.

After all, Mu Qinghuan's status of being a burden had always been the one Lin Ziran looked down upon the most.

Trembling, Zhang Lan did not have much confidence. She just wanted to ask, "Where is Qinghuan?"

Following this question, the faces of everyone present changed.

"Yes?" What about that Big Sister Qinghuan? " The corner of her mouth hooked into a faint smile. Lan Fei'er was curious, what kind of ability did Qiao Wennuan have, wasn't it just Big Brother Cheng's old girlfriend?

"Maybe she's busy with her work and announcement, so she didn't have the time to come. Who knows the specific reason?" She pretended to be questioning, but Qiao Wennuan had already explained a few reasons, saying that she was only being perfunctory if Mu Qinghuan did not come.

"Mom will come!" Xinxin didn't know where his confidence came from, but he was certain that his mother would come!

Mom...

These two words were enough to determine Mu Qinghuan's position in the bottom of Xinxin's heart. Whether it was Lan Fei'er or Qiao Wennuan, none of them were as important as him.

"I'm sorry, I came late …" When Mu Qinghuan, who was an hour late, hurried over with a bunch of colorful balloons in his hands, everyone was shocked.

"Mom, didn't you say you wouldn't be late?" Xinxin was unhappy but he still gave a bright smile on his face when he saw the balloons.

"I bought you a toy car. If I remember correctly, it's your favorite model." Actually, Mu Qinghuan came over this time because she had received a call from Xinxin. Hence, she had long since agreed upon it.

"Mhmm, at least you know me." Xinxin opened up the toy car, and jumped around excitedly.

"I personally made this little sweater for you. Once the weather has cooled down a bit, you can wear it by yourself." Looking carefully, Mu Qinghuan had a bag in her hands, inside it there was everything.

"But I want to wear it now!" Because of Xinxin's unreasonable request, Feng Cheng told the person in charge of the children's playground to turn on the central air-conditioning to cool down so that his son wouldn't feel stuffy while wearing clothes.

But for the others, especially for Qiao Wennuan who was dressed the least, they were all so cold that they had a stomach full of anger.

"It's really beautiful, thank you Mommy!" Xinxin's little head squeezed and squeezed, finally landing on Mu Qinghuan's stomach.

"Son, it's good that you like him." Blinking her eyes, Mu Qinghuan carefully wiped the butter off of Xinxin's mouth with a tissue.

This scene was abnormally warm and harmonious!

"Mom …" Don't drink so much. " Turning her head to the side, when Mu Qinghuan noticed Zhang Lan, her face immediately became pale white.

Every time her mother drank too much, she would babble nonsense and reveal her past accident …