Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Even if he knew that Mu Nansheng was instigated, what would happen?

Extremely heart-chilling.

This was Ning Jian's only feeling at that time.

I have taken care of and accompanied Mu Nansheng for so many years, but the hard work I have put in is not worth the instigation of a person with evil intentions.

Even if Mushang reprimanded Mu Nansheng and asked her to apologize, Ning Jian would not forgive Mu Nansheng.

She still remembered that she only left a word to Mu Nansheng and then left. Since then, she has never interacted with her again.

Even if she knew more or less information from Mr. Mu and Mu Qingmo, Ning Jian chose not to ask.

In fact, in the past five years, Ning Jian has rarely known anything about Mu Nansheng's current situation.

After all, in the past five years, Mu Nansheng had offended all the people around her who cared about her the most, and even the Mu family stopped interacting with her very much.

Now, not only is something wrong, Mu Nansheng and the Mu family have reconciled as before.

Ning Jian also learned more or less about the situation from Mu Qingmo's mouth.

Seeing how loving Mu Nansheng and Gu Jingchen were, Ning Jian was actually happy for Mu Nansheng.

Even though she still didn't have the matter of Yuan Liang in her heart, Ning Jian was not someone who couldn't grasp everything clearly.

Seeing Mu Nansheng regain her former vitality, stay away from evil people, and start her favorite clothing design again, Ning Jian was no less happy than they were.

Not paying attention to what Mu Wanwan said, Ning Jian raised her eyebrows when she accidentally saw the string of exquisite beads on Mu Nansheng's hand.

"Did you find the string of beads?"

Lowering his head and touching the bead string on his arm, Mu Nansheng nodded: "Well, it's been a while since I found it."

"How did you find it?"

Ning Jian asked more. After all, this was her sister's belongings. She naturally recognized it and knew that this string of beads had been lost before.

Except for those who knew about it, including the guilty Mu Wanwan, everyone else was confused and confused.

From the looks of it, they all seemed to be very familiar with each other.

After deliberately glancing at Mu Wanwan, Mu Nansheng smiled: "I found it at home. I don't know who took it."

Outside, Mu Nansheng was still willing to save some face for Mu Wanwan.

It’s not that he is soft-hearted.

As long as her identity is not exposed in public, she will still be the second young lady of the Mu family, and everything she does represents the family's upbringing and quality.

In order not to give the Mu family a bad reputation, Mu Nansheng forgave Mu Wanwan for once.

How could Mu Nansheng's little thoughts not attract Ning Jian's attention? She noticed that Mu Wanwan next to her changed from shrinking at first to letting out a sigh of relief. Her expression never escaped Ning Jian's eyes.

Without saying anything else, Ning Jian curled her lips and nodded politely and distantly.

Without saying anything else, Mu Nansheng held Gu Jingchen's arm and sat aside.

Lin Yiran also sat next to Mu Nansheng and patted Mu Nansheng's hand.

Smiling, Mu Nansheng whispered: "Actually, I already knew it."

"Um?"

Lin was still a little surprised: "What do you know?"

"It's about Aunt Ning accepting a disciple."

Mu Nansheng said it calmly, but actually she felt a little sad in her heart.

"I just didn't know that the student Aunt Ning accepted was Zhuang Mengmeng. What a coincidence."

Pursing his lips, Lin Yiran had a flash of apology in his eyes.

"I'll talk to you later when it's over. I'll take you to touch up your makeup first, and I'll go on stage later."

"good."

"Husband, Yiyi and I are going to touch up our makeup first. Can you just wait for me here first?"

"Um."

Gu Jingchen handed the bag to Mu Nansheng: "I've already brought the cosmetics with you, just take them over."

"Thanks!"

After blinking, Mu Nansheng took Lin Yiran's hand and left. When leaving, he deliberately avoided Mu Wanwan and Jiang Beijia who were standing at the door, without even giving them a look.