Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

After saying these words, Mrs. Jiang left the room, leaving only Jiang Beijia standing there with an embarrassed look on her face.

After realizing this embarrassing situation, Mu Wanwan whispered: "Brother Beijia..."

Looking back, Jiang Beijia sat down dejectedly.

Rubbing his forehead, Jiang Beijia sighed: "I'm leaving first, so you can have a good rest."

Knowing that Jiang Jingjing would not be fired this time, Mu Wanwan had no choice but to nod to show that she understood.

"Um."

Without saying anything else, Jiang Beijia left the room.

This time, Mu Wanwan and Mrs. Jiang's wishes were all in vain.

But what can Mu Wanwan do?

Jiang Jingjing didn't get rid of it, and she was injured again, so it was a waste of money.

After seeing the doctor off, An Yazhi wanted to come over and join in the fun. When she saw Mrs. Jiang returning to the room, she quickly followed her.

"Sister, how's it going? Did Mu Wanwan make a big fuss this time?"

Holding the tea cup tightly with her fingers, Mrs. Jiang shook her head with a solemn expression.

An Yazhi couldn't help it anymore, "Sister, what's going on? Wasn't there a fierce quarrel just now?"

"You ask me who I ask."

Putting down the teacup heavily, Mrs. Jiang replied angrily: "It's all because Beijia is too willful and doesn't listen to me at all."

"How...how can you blame Beijia?"

While muttering, An Yazhi subconsciously defended Jiang Beijia.

"Beijia is getting older too, so I can't just listen to you for everything, right?"

"Ah!"

With a cold snort, Mrs. Jiang lowered her eyes: "He is indeed too old, even I don't take him seriously."

"Sister, don't be angry."

Speaking dryly, An Yazhi bent down to add some tea: "Beijia has his own opinions, but he will never disrespect you, sister."

"Ideas? Opinions?"

Mrs. Jiang sneered: "His ideas and opinions are just tricks."

"He has grown up now and dares to use his father's words to pressure me."

"Did he really think I was afraid of Jiang Weishan?"

"Sister!"

An Yazhi was very anxious, "It's better not to say this kind of thing, lest the servants hear it."

"That's all."

Mrs. Jiang waved her hand, "You go out, I'll be alone for a while."

"yes."

Nodding, An Yazhi agreed.

"By the way, Mu Wanwan's wrist injury has something to do with the Jiang family. She will compete in the competition in two days. You'd better not argue with her and just have someone take good care of her. Don't let anything go wrong."

"Yes, sister. I understand."

"Well, go ahead."

Even if she was unwilling, An Yazhi would not be able to cause trouble for her at this moment.

In the past two days, An Yazhi has indeed done it. An Yazhi arranged for the people below to deliver the meals to Mu Wanwan, so she tried to meet Mu Wanwan as little as possible to avoid conflicts.

………………

Mu Nansheng didn't know about Mu Wanwan's wrist injury yet, but if she knew, she wouldn't know how gloating she would be.

After picking Nanzi up from school in the afternoon, Mu Nansheng stood beside Gu Jingchen, yawning from time to time.

I was so busy in the afternoon that I didn’t even have time for a lunch break.

Knowing that Mu Nansheng had been busy with the design competition these days, Gu Jingchen naturally felt distressed.

This competition was very important to Mu Nansheng, and Gu Jingchen couldn't persuade her to be less busy, so he had to stay with her and watch over her carefully.

After Mu Nansheng couldn't help but yawned a few more times, Gu Jingchen pinched Mu Nansheng's fingers and said, "Would you like to go to the car and rest for a while? We're early, and Nanzi won't finish class until fifteen minutes."

"It's better not to use it."

Waving his hands, Mu Nansheng smiled at Gu Jingchen: "I'm not very sleepy yet. At worst, I just need to go to bed early today."

"Um."

Nodding, Gu Jingchen held Mu Nansheng's slim waist and said in a low voice, "Lean on me."