Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

After speaking, Mu Qingmo nodded to Gu Jingchen and left the table.

Mu Nansheng kept staring at the direction where Mu Qingmo left, and even forgot to eat the meal.

After knocking on the corner of the table, Gu Jingchen's voice was light, and he put a piece of spareribs in: "don't get distracted, eat the food."

"oh oh."

Mu Nansheng hurriedly stuffed the spareribs into his mouth, hesitatingly said, "Well... I... my brother must be hiding something so that we... don't... know."

Gu Jingchen handed over a tissue and said in a calm voice, "Eat first, don't think about what you have or not."

Mu Nansheng shook his head: "No, I have to take a look."

"Eat the meal first."

Gu Jingchen didn't stop Mu Nansheng immediately, but used eating as an excuse to stop Mu Nansheng.

Mu Nansheng had no choice but to think about getting rid of the meal before going to Mu Qingmo.

After dinner, Gu Jingchen was pulled by Mu's father to play a game of chess again.

Father Mu was also on a whim and asked Nanzai to hold the chessboard, saying that he would play against Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen naturally refused, but he simply sat down and played a game with Father Mu.

Mu Nansheng was thinking about Mu Qingmo's secret in his heart, and he couldn't get away for a while, so he had to make a pot of tea and bring it over, and the smile was called flattering.

"Dad, Jingchen, I'll make you a pot of tea."

Gu Jingchen knew what was wrong with Mu Nansheng, so he ignored him on purpose.

Father Mu smiled and waved, "Nan Sheng, why don't you accompany me in the next game?"

Mu Nansheng waved his hands again and again: "Dad, it's better not to, I'm not good at skills."

"Yes." Father Mu smiled when he thought of something: "The old man taught you two brothers and sisters, and you are the worst."

The corners of Gu Jingchen's mouth twitched slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Mu Nansheng twitched the corners of his mouth, "Dad, did you say that about your daughter?"

Not paying attention to Mu Nansheng's accusing eyes at all, Mu's father placed a chess piece and said in a very natural tone, "Isn't he telling the truth?"

When Father Mu asked this, Mu Nansheng pursed his lips and nodded. I have to admit that her chess skills are very poor.

Mu Nansheng blinked: "Dad, then go down slowly, I'll go upstairs to clean up my room."

"Go."

Father Mu nodded and touched Nanzai, who was lying on his knees: "Nanzai, do you want to sleep with grandpa tonight?"

Nanzai held his cheeks and shook his head: "Grandpa, Nanzai hasn't stayed in Mummy's room before. I want to sleep with Mummy."

Seeing what Nan Zai said, Father Mu didn't force it, and swiped Nan Zai's nose dotingly: "It's fine, as you please."

Mu Nansheng didn't say anything, and went upstairs without looking at Gu Jingchen.

She didn't want to stay any longer, or her plans would be in vain.

Walking straight through his room, Mu Nansheng sneaked into Mu Qingmo's room.

Knocked on the door, no one responded. Opening a crack in the door, Mu Nansheng looked over.

As a result, Mu Qingmo was not in the room at all.

After thinking about it, Mu Nansheng decided to try his luck in the study.

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Nansheng walked to the corner of the study, he heard the faint voice of Mu Qingmo.

Crouching down, Mu Nansheng quietly opened the crack of the door, and then lay beside the door and listened earnestly.

Mu Qingmo didn't realize that Mu Nansheng was lying outside the door at this moment, and he was busy talking to Lin still.

During dinner, Mu Qingmo's heart was in a mess, and Lin Yiran's figure always appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Coupled with Mu Nansheng's urging, Mu Qingmo also clearly realized that he couldn't drag it on any longer.

If you want to chase her, after all, you have to find some opportunities.

What Mu Qingmo needed was a chance to go with the flow, and the party tomorrow night would be a good opportunity.

After a long wait, the phone finally connected.

"Hey, Brother Qingmo, good evening."

"good evening."

Mu Qingmo spat out these words, only to realize that his palms were sweating nervously.