Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Chapter 1065 I’m not interested in garbage

"Isn't Miss Mu dissatisfied with this room?"

"No, of course not."

Mu Wanwan waved her hands quickly: "I just..."

Pursing her lips, Mu Wanwan was slightly embarrassed.

"Want to be closer to our young master?"

An Yazhi immediately understood what Mu Wanwan meant and asked back politely.

"Aunt An, can you help me?"

"Feel sorry."

An Yazhi unceremoniously rejected Mu Wanwan's request.

"Miss Mu, the Jiang family has rules that guests must stay in the guest room. I'm afraid I can't help you with your ideas."

"Oh well."

Knowing that Aunt An Yi would not help her, Mu Wanwan said nothing and just packed her luggage.

Without saying anything more, An Yazhi left the guest room.

As soon as she walked out of the guest room, An Yazhi looked back at the closed door with disdain on her face.

Ah! Just think of yourself and get close to Beijia.

Anyway, with her here on this day, Mu Wanwan would not have the chance to make any evil plans.

In the room, Mu Wanwan excitedly decorated the guest room, lying on the bed and rolling over casually as if she were at home.

With this conversation just now, Mu Wanwan got to know the Jiang family members face to face, and she got to know each person's personality more or less.

Mrs. Jiang was as cold as ever and not good at communicating.

But Mu Wanwan could feel An Yazhi's hostility towards her.

But Mu Wanwan wouldn't care much about this, after all, she was just a servant. Even if she hates herself, as long as she becomes the young mistress of the Jiang family, she will not dare to say anything.

It doesn't matter if she hates herself, Mu Wanwan doesn't care about that.

Because she was so excited, Mu Wanwan took a few photos.

Thinking of sharing this joy with her good sister, Mu Wanwan sent the photo to Mu Nansheng along with a message.

[Sister, I’m at Jiang’s house now. How about it? Haven’t I captured the man you’ve been longing for? 】

After sending this message, Mu Wanwan turned over and hugged the pillow with satisfaction.

Not long after, such a message appeared on Mu Wanwan's phone.

[Sorry, I'm not interested in garbage. 】

When he received this message, Mu Nansheng was busy preparing materials at home. After seeing Mu Wanwan's message, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

This kind of person is born a bitch.

After replying casually, Mu Nansheng suddenly became interested and wanted to see how Mu Wanwan responded.

Mu Wanwan's good mood filter was shattered when she saw the message posted by Mu Nansheng.

Gritting her teeth, Mu Wanwan was not convinced and sent a message back.

[Sister, don’t say the grapes are sour if you can’t eat them. 】

After receiving this message, Mu Nansheng couldn't hold it back for a moment and sent a voice message directly.

[Mu Wanwan, let me see if you are full. Who cares about a rotten person like Jiang Beijia? Damn it if you find someone in the trash can. 】

Gu Jingchen happened to walk in. Hearing Mu Nansheng's words, he frowned but said nothing.

Adhering to the principle of not swearing in front of her husband, Mu Nansheng slowed down and posted another message.

[Did you instigate what happened at the hospital? Do you know you have to pay with your life? 】

Next, it took a long time without any news from Mu Wanwan.

Probably feeling guilty, Mu Nansheng didn't say anything more and threw down the phone.

Raising his eyebrows, Gu Jingchen raised his lips: "What's wrong? Are you so angry?"

"It's not Mu Wanwan."

Rolling his eyes, Mu Nansheng's tone was full of disdain: "I don't know why I ran to the Jiang family and happily showed off to me."

"I couldn't hold it back for a moment, so I yelled at her."

"Um."

Raising his hand to touch Mu Nansheng's face, Gu Jingchen praised: "Not bad."

"By the way, I don't know how Mu Wanwan is feeling now."

"She's also big-hearted. How long has she been thinking of showing off these nonsense to me?"

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