Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"Daddy, your painting is so ugly."

As soon as I entered, I heard Nan Zai's dislike of Gu Jingchen.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Nansheng planned to stand and watch from a distance.

Based on her past experience, there must be some friction between the two of them.

Sure enough, as she expected, Gu Jingchen put down his painting brush.

"Oh, is it so?"

"Of course."

Nan Zai nodded, "I can't even tell where daddy drew the big ones and the small ones."

"Look at what I drew."

Raising his eyebrows proudly, Nanzi looked at his painting with a smile: "Look, is my painting good?"

Before Gu Jingchen said anything, Mu Nansheng's voice came from behind the two men.

"Nan Zai draws so well!"

His eyes suddenly lit up. Nanzi dropped the watercolor, stood up, and ran over to hug Mu Nansheng's legs.

"Mommy!"

"Ai!"

In response, Mu Nansheng bent down and wiped Nan Zai's nose: "Look at you, the drawings are all over your face, it's almost like a little tabby cat."

Smiling sheepishly, Nanzi tugged on Mu Nansheng's arm: "Mommy, please see if my painting is better or if daddy's painting is better."

"It's all good."

Although he didn't look at it, Mu Nansheng still encouraged: "As long as you are willing to pick up the paintbrush, it will definitely look good."

Pouting his lips, Nan Zai was a little unhappy and insisted on competing with Gu Jingchen.

"Mommy, look how big and small I drew them. Daddy's is the ugly one. It's all lines. It must have been drawn randomly."

After taking a look at Gu Jingchen's painting, Mu Nansheng's mouth twitched slightly.

How was she going to explain the Fauvist style of painting to Nan Tsai?

Glancing at Gu Jingchen, he seemed a little aggrieved and remained silent.

With a chuckle, Mu Nansheng hugged Nanzi and said, "Baby, daddy's paintings are different from yours, but they are all beautiful."

"Is that so?"

After scratching his head, Nan Zai asked half-understanding.

"Of course."

Touching Nan Zai's head, Mu Nansheng smiled and wiped the paint off Nan Zai's hands, and said in a gentle tone, "Daddy is not bad either."

"Moreover--"

Looking sideways at Gu Jingchen, Mu Nansheng lowered his voice and whispered: "Daddy's paintings are not as good as yours, so we can't dislike him, you know?"

"We have to learn to let your father be your father, right?"

"Um!"

"Mommy is right."

Seeing that the mother and son were talking behind his back, Gu Jingchen frowned but said nothing.

"alright."

After comforting Nanzi, Mu Nansheng motioned for him to put the painting away.

"Now that everything is done, we should wash our little hands and prepare for dinner."

"Mommy, did you forget?"

Pulling on Mu Nansheng's clothes, Nanzi refused to let go.

"Um?"

Unable to react for a moment, Mu Nansheng blinked: "What's wrong? What did I forget?"

"Send the painting to Qingqing."

After hearing Nanzi's words, Mu Nansheng suddenly realized.

I almost forgot about this.

With a hint of annoyance on his face, Mu Nansheng knocked his head: "Oh, it's true. Baby, I'm sorry, Mommy almost forgot."

"It's okay, Mommy."

Revealing two small pear dimples, Nanzi smiled: "Mommy, don't you remember it now?"

"makes sense."

Rubbing Nanzi's face, Mu Nansheng smiled: "As for you, just go down and wash your hands and eat. Mommy promises you that Qingqing will receive your painting."

"good!"

Nan Zai jumped away and Gu Jingchen, who was sitting next to the easel, sighed tiredly.

Hearing Gu Jingchen's sigh, Mu Nansheng smiled and greeted him.

Raising his arms around Gu Jingchen and resting his head on Gu Jingchen's shoulder, Mu Nansheng chuckled: "Look, our boss Gu, who is the master of all things, is rejected by a child. Are you feeling tired?"

"Um."

Gu Jingchen nodded, "A little bit indeed."