Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Qingmo did not show weakness, and would not let Mu Nansheng be his sister at all.

Lin still sat in the co-pilot, quietly listening to the brothers and sisters arguing, without the slightest hint of persuasion.

After all, they have played together for so many years, and Lin still knows the temperament of the two brothers and sisters very well.

Anyway, the two of them would pinch and fight each other when they had something to do with each other. Lin was still used to it, but he felt that this was a rare scene now.

Since Mu Nansheng married into the Gu family, Lin still doesn't seem to have seen the two brothers and sisters talk together calmly, let alone fight each other.

So at this time, Lin still likes to sit by the side and quietly listen to the brothers and sisters quarrel.

On the other side of the phone, Mu Nansheng's voice weakened, and his tone was arrogant: "Hmph, I won't tell you, my husband is still there."

"Yes yes yes." Mu Qingmo agreed, "Go find your husband now, stinky girl."

With a snort, Mu Nansheng hung up.

Listening to the crisp hang-up sound on the other side of the phone, Lin still silently retracted the phone and put it back in the bag.

It was very quiet in the carriage, Lin still bowed his head and clenched his palms silently, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Lin still had a habit of clasping his hands when he was nervous.

When the traffic lights came on, Mu Qingmo glanced at Lin Yiran unintentionally.

Suddenly, Mu Qingmo's soft laughter sounded in the carriage.

Lin still regained his senses, clenched his hands nervously, raised his eyes, and looked at Mu Qingmo.

Mu Qingmo lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, looked at Lin Yian's pure deer-like eyes, and asked softly, "Yan girl, why are you nervous?"

The thoughts in his heart were guessed all at once, Lin still jumped in his heart, and instead of answering this question, he asked Mu Qingmo.

"Brother Qingmo, how did you know I was nervous?"

Mu Qingmo raised his chin, "Here, your hand."

Following Mu Qingmo's gaze, Lin still stopped digging his hands immediately, and clenched his skirt tightly, embarrassed that he had been exposed.

Mu Qingmo chuckled lightly, "Don't be embarrassed."

Lin still bit his lip shyly and kept his head down.

"You, when you were a child, you liked to pick your fingers when you were nervous, and it's still like that now."

Lin still pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "I can't change it."

"Huh" Mu Qingmo turned his head sideways: "Then why are you nervous?"

Lin Yanyan's brain became blank with a "boom", his voice trembled, and he subconsciously retorted: "I... how can there be."

Mu Qingmo nodded and cooperated helplessly: "Yes, yes, no no. One or two girl movies, I'll save you some face."

Lin still pretended to be calm, took out his mobile phone from his bag and swiped at random.

Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, Mu Qingmo turned on the sound in the car.

The song was melodious and light, and Lin still felt a lot relieved. Looking through the car window at the constant flow of cars coming and going, Lin still fell into a trance and looked at it in a daze.

Mu Qingmo noticed that Lin was still lying on the car window in a daze, and snickered in his heart, seeing an intersection and turning directly over.

Looking at the changing old neighborhoods outside the car window, Lin still regained his senses and turned around to ask a question.

"Brother Qingmo, isn't this the way to Huayan?"

Mu Qingmo turned the steering wheel to avoid the crowd, his voice was faint.

"Take you to eat something."

Lin still opened his eyes wide: "But..."

"It's nothing, there's still a lot of time, do you want to see that person on an empty stomach?"

Lin still thought about it, and felt that what Mu Qingmo said was quite reasonable.

When I went to Huayan, I just stated my position, and I wouldn't eat there, let alone be full.

Lin still didn't want to affect himself because of these trivial matters, so Lin still didn't say anything, nodded and put his eyes out of the car window again.