Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Originally, when she heard that Lin Yiran was scolding her, Lin Changqing was a little embarrassed, but when she said this, Lin Changqing inevitably lost his mind.

Ignoring Lin Changqing's furious look, Lin Yiran murmured: "Although you never went home before and only socialized every day, my mother never said anything bad about you in front of me. She is so considerate of you and feels sorry for your busy schedule. , I don’t want you to worry about us, mother and daughter, and I almost never give you any trouble.”

"Because of my mom, there was a time when I really admired you."

"But after my mother passed away and I temporarily lived in Mu's house, I realized that my mother was wrong."

"Her mistake was that she shouldn't have known a man like you. She spent her whole life in a daze, but she didn't get your sincerity back. On the contrary, she has no weight in your heart."

Lin Changqing didn't like to mention those old things, and his face became elongated: "You're so good, why are you mentioning your mother? It's bad luck!"

"unlucky?"

Smiling self-deprecatingly, Lin still nodded, "I really feel worthless for my mother now. Why would I marry someone like you?"

"Lin Yiran!"

Slapping the table, Lin Changqing twisted his eyebrows and got angry: "I see you are getting bolder and bolder. Who gave you the right to point fingers at me and yell at me?"

"Let me tell you, I'm your dad, I can do whatever I want."

"uncle."

With a hint of lightness in his voice, Mu Qingmo sneered: "I gave her the confidence."

Holding Lin Yiran's hand firmly, Mu Qingmo smiled and said lightly: "My Mu Qingmo's girlfriend is naturally supported by me."

Lin Changqing was not stupid. Knowing that Mu Qingmo was protecting Lin Yiran, he felt calmer.

Smiling apologetically, Lin Changqing's voice became much lower, completely different from the angry look just now.

"Qingmo, I made you laugh."

"This child is still brooding over her mother's death. I don't miss her mother as much as she does."

"Yeah?"

Mu Qingmo chuckled, "Uncle, why do I remember that you were not present on the day of Aunt Wan's funeral?"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Changqing's expression suddenly became a little uneasy.

Biting her lip, Lin still held Mu Qingmo's hand tightly, feeling a chill in her heart.

She clearly remembered that on the day of her mother's funeral, only the entire Mu family came to express their condolences, while her so-called boss was busy doing his business.

Forcing himself to hold back his tears, Lin still opened his mouth slightly, his voice hoarse: "Dad, just keep drinking your good wine, I won't bother you, and don't call me again in the future."

With a hint of crying in his voice, Lin Yiran pulled Mu Qingmo's hand and said, "Let's go, Brother Qingmo."

"good."

Feeling sorry for this girl, Mu Qingmo nodded and let Lin Yiran pull him away from the Lin family.

Not only did he not have a good relationship with Mu Qingmo, but he was scolded for nothing. Lin Changqing was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling all over.

"Rebellious woman, rebellious woman!"

The servant came over nonchalantly, "Sir, where should I send those things?"

"Move everything back to the warehouse for me. There is still reason to take back what you gave me."

After yelling, Lin Changqing probably thought it was not enough, so he took the bottle of wine over and sat there drinking alone, feeling very annoyed.

After coming out of Lin's house, I could no longer hold back the grievances in my heart. Lin squatted on the steps, still holding his arms and burying his head, sobbing softly.

After sighing, Mu Qingmo bent down and patted Lin Yiran on the shoulder.

"Don't cry, girl."

Although he told Lin Yi not to cry, Mu Qingmo actually kept quiet and let her vent her emotions.

After about half a while, seeing Lin still squatting, Mu Qingmo couldn't help it anymore.

Taking off his windbreaker, Mu Qingmo covered Lin Yiran's body.

"It's cold at night, you're wearing too little."