Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Changing direction at the next intersection, Mu Qingmo turned the steering wheel and drove the car towards Linga.

Sensing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Mu Qingmo turned on the radio and said in a calm tone: "What, you don't want to go back?"

As usual, Lin Yiyang could answer very tactfully. But in front of Mu Qingmo, Lin still didn't like telling lies.

Shaking his head, Lin Yiran spoke slowly but firmly.

"dislike."

"When I moved my mother's relics into the apartment, I almost had nothing to do with the Lin family."

"Except for one thing, I'm still my dad's kid."

With a wry smile, Lin still leaned on the seat, feeling a little absent-minded.

Looking ahead, Mu Qingmo turned a corner.

"Don't worry, I will seek justice for you if I say I will seek justice for you."

"Brother Qingmo, I appreciate your kindness."

Lin Yiran smiled: "But you'd better not drink with my dad. He probably just wants to flatter you."

"Yes, I understand."

Mu Qingmo raised his eyebrows, "Can't I just pretend that I don't understand?"

Covering his mouth, Lin Yiran smiled: "Brother Qingmo, why did you think of this trick?"

Mu Qingmo blurted out without hesitation: "I learned from Nan Sheng! She is very good at pretending to be stupid."

Lin Yiran:…………

Mu Nansheng didn't know that her brother was taking such a blame for her behind her back. If he knew it, he still wouldn't know why he should argue with Mu Qingmo.

"Don't tell her."

Mu Qingmo reminded, "It's not that you don't know that this girl will retaliate. You can't say anything bad about her."

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Yiran responded with a smile: "Yes, I understand."

About half an hour later, the two of them arrived at Lin's house.

As soon as he got off the car, Lin Yiran saw Lin Changqing waiting at the door all the way.

Lin Yiran raised the corner of his mouth and felt a little ironic.

Lowering his head, Lin Yiran followed Mu Qingmo and said in a cold voice: "Dad."

"Um."

As soon as he said it casually, Lin Changqing's eyes were focused on Mu Qingmo, the sweetheart.

"Qingmo, you're finally here. Come on, come have a drink with me."

Mu Qingmo looked like a bohemian young man. He lowered his head slightly and said in an unserious manner: "I'm sorry, uncle. I came in a hurry and didn't have time to give you a backup gift. I'm sorry."

"Haha, what are you talking about?"

Lin Changqing smiled and said, "It's already great that you can come. There is no need for any polite etiquette."

"Besides, I don't like to accept random gifts. As long as you can still be nice to me, that's good."

Smiling to himself, Lin still didn't say anything, walked to the sofa and put down his bag.

Seeing Lin Yiran's casual behavior, Lin Changqing's face suddenly darkened.

Due to his face, Lin Changqing could not reprimand Lin Yiran in front of Mu Qingmo, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Come on, come in quickly. The food will be ready in a moment. Let's try the new tea."

"Thank you, uncle."

After thanking him lightly, Mu Qingmo sat next to Lin Yiran.

After saying a few words in a casual manner, Lin Changqing touched his knees with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Mu Qingmo was used to being casual, and besides, he didn't have a good impression of Lin Changqing, so naturally he wouldn't be too cooperative.

Perhaps feeling a little at a loss, Lin Changqing waved.

"Yiran, come here and help me get something."

"good."

Without thinking much, Lin Yiran stood up and followed Lin Changqing out of the living room.

When Lin Changqing disappeared, Mu Qingmo had time to take out his phone and take a look.

After replying a few messages from Mu Nansheng, Mu Qingmo put down his phone, looked indifferent, and sat quietly on the sofa to wait.

Arriving at the study room, Lin Yiran hesitated slightly.

"dad."

"fine."

Lin Changqing waved: "You can come in today."