Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Mu Nansheng pressed the call button.

"Hi, hello."

A low-pitched male voice came from the phone, "Hi, I'm Qingqing's uncle, my surname is Luo. I want to pick her up."

Mu Nansheng was stunned, "Mr. Luo, my name is Mu Nansheng."

Hearing the name Mu Nansheng, this Mr. Luo was very surprised.

What a coincidence, Qingqing was taken away by a stranger for the first time. The person who was taken away turned out to be Gu Jingchen's wife.

"Mr. Luo, are you listening?"

Mu Nansheng asked curiously while holding up his mobile phone.

The man suddenly came back to his senses, got up and took his coat and car keys, "Then please tell me the location of your house, Miss Mu, and I'll come pick up Qingqing now."

After saying the address, the man hung up the phone.

Mu Nansheng curled his lips, listening to the voice, guessed that his temper was very strange.

After the phone call, Qingqing put down the small spoon, "Auntie, is the driver coming to pick me up?"

"No." Mu Nansheng picked up a chicken wing for Qingqing, "It's your uncle who is coming to pick you up."

Qingqing groaned, and silently gnawed on the chicken wings.

Nan Zai looked at Qing Qing eagerly, feeling very reluctant.

"Mummy, can you let Qingqing stay a little longer?"

Mu Nansheng said helplessly, "Mummy also wants to, but Qingqing's little uncle sounds very anxious."

Hearing this, Nan Tsai had no choice but to give up.

Qingqing clumsily peeled a shrimp for Nan Zai, and said in a nonchalant voice, "It's okay, I'll wait for you in the kindergarten next Monday."

"Okay." Nan Zai nodded heavily.

After comforting the little ones, Mu Nansheng handed Qingqing another rice ball.

Qingqing took it and gnawed it slowly.

Mu Nansheng saw that Qingqing hadn't finished eating the rice ball in his hand for a long time, so he thought that Qingqing couldn't eat any more.

"Qingqing, if you are full, it doesn't matter if you can't eat the rice balls, don't hold your stomach."

Qingqing shook her head, "I like rice balls. Qingqing wants to eat more slowly, so that Qingqing feels like she's been here longer."

Mu Nansheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "In the future, Qingqing can come and play anytime."

After a while, the phone call came.

It's Uncle Qingqing's call, so it's probably here.

"Hello, Mr. Luo."

"Miss Mu, I'm at the gate of your house, please let Qingqing come out."

"Oh, alright."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Nansheng packed some rice balls in a bento box for Qingqing. After saying goodbye to Mrs. Gu, Mu Nansheng and Nan Zai sent Qingqing away together.

Walking to the middle of the garden, Nan Zai thought of something, and ran back erratically.

Mu Nansheng was afraid that Qingqing's uncle would be anxious, so he didn't bother Nanzai.

Coming to the door, the guard opened the door. At this time, Mu Nansheng noticed a black Maybach not far away.

Xu Shi saw Mu Nansheng and Qingqing, and a man got out of the car door.

Approaching, Mu Nansheng smiled, "You are Mr. Luo on the phone, right?"

The man nodded politely, "I'm sorry, Qingqing is ignorant and bothered you."

Mu Nansheng waved his hand, "Why, Qingqing is very cute."

The man glanced at Gu Zhai, his eyes drooping slightly, he didn't know what emotion was hidden, and said in a calm tone, "Miss Mu, see you by fate, we won't bother you."

As soon as he heard that they were leaving, Mu Nansheng handed the bento box to the man, "Mr. Luo, these are the rice balls I made. Qingqing likes them very much, so I packed some."

The man stared at the lunch box and took it, "Then thank you Miss Mu."

"You're welcome."

Mu Nansheng bent his lips.

After waving to Mu Nansheng, Qingqing got into the car.

"Mommy, Mommy, where's Qingqing?"

Nan Zai was holding a panda doll, panting.

"I haven't left at the door yet!"

After hearing this, Nan Zai regained his energy, hugged the doll in his arms, and ran out.

Qingqing waved hurriedly when she saw Nan Tsai.

Opening the car window, Qingqing poked her head out with a smile on her eyes.

Nan Zai stood on tiptoe and stuffed the doll into Qingqing's arms with great effort. 1

Through the car window, the man looked at the face that was very similar to Gu Jingchen, and he pursed his lips in silence.