Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"Jing Chen." Mrs. Gu smiled and looked inside.

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Mom, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Gu scolded: "It's almost seven o'clock, what are you busy with, it's time for dinner."

Gu Jingchen looked at his watch and replied, "We'll go right away."

"good."

Mrs. Gu nodded in satisfaction, "Hurry up, or the pork rib soup will be cold."

Gu Jingchen hummed, and watched Mrs. Gu go away, and then Gu Jingchen turned around.

"Is it finished painting?"

Gu Jingchen approached, lowered his head and asked.

Mu Nansheng said without turning his head, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"It's almost seven o'clock, mom told us to have dinner."

After hearing the time, Mu Nansheng suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's broken, I almost forgot about it."

Gu Jingchen was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Where's my phone?"

Mu Nansheng didn't have time to answer Gu Jingchen's words, so he casually put the brush aside and looked down for his phone.

Seeing Mu Nansheng's busy dizziness, Gu Jingchen sighed, and took out Mu Nansheng's cell phone from under the document.

"it's here."

"Oh here."

Mu Nansheng quickly picked it up, and said to himself: "I have to ask what is still going on now."

Hearing what Mu Nansheng said, Gu Jingchen understood, he didn't say anything, and went to the side to help Nanzai paint.

Walking to the French window, Mu Nansheng dialed the phone.

The phone was picked up quickly, and Lin Yiran's voice came.

"Hi, Nan Sheng."

Hearing Lin Yiran's voice, Mu Nansheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "It's already seven o'clock, is my brother here?"

On the other side of the phone, Lin still paused and hummed lightly.

"Brother Qingmo is driving, and I'm in the car now."

"That's good."

Mu Nansheng breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be afraid, Yiran. Anyway, my brother is here."

"Yeah." Lin still raised the corners of his mouth, "I know, you don't have to worry about me too much."

Mu Nansheng paused for a moment, thought for a while and said uneasy: "Yiran, you let my brother answer the phone now, I have something to say to him."

"this……"

Lin was still a little embarrassed, "Brother Qingmo is driving, so it's not easy to answer the phone."

"Wouldn't it be better to turn on the speakerphone?"

After Mu Nansheng said this, Lin Yiran thought of forgetting this.

"Alright then." Lin Yiran glanced at Mu Qingmo who was concentrating on driving next to him, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll tell Brother Qingmo first, you wait first."

"good."

Lin still felt inexplicably nervous, raised his phone towards Mu Qingmo, and said softly, "Brother Qingmo, Nan Sheng wants to talk to you."

"My sister?"

Lin still nodded, "Yes."

Mu Qingmo said lazily, "I can't pick up the phone right now, why don't I trouble you to hold the phone up."

Lin still twitched the corner of his mouth, turned on the hands-free, and then warmly reminded: "No, there is a hands-free."

Mu Qingmo touched her nose, and said oh.

For some reason, Lin Yiran suddenly found it quite funny.

"Hello, brother."

Mu Qingmo snorted softly, "What's the matter, ancestor?"

Mu Nansheng rolled his eyes: "Brother, I entrust the stillness to you, you must not lose to the president of the Pan family."

"Who am I, your brother!" Mu Qingmo said carelessly, "Don't worry, that one is definitely no match for me."

"Then you must break all the messy relationship between the two of them, otherwise I'm afraid that Uncle Lin will come up with some way to make things difficult for still."

Mu Qingmo picked out his ears and sneered: "Hey, ancestor. When did you become so thoughtful?"

Mu Nansheng pouted, "That's because I'm smart, not as stupid as you."

Mu Qingmo snorted coldly: "It's hard to praise you and you're going to go to heaven?"

"I won't tell you anymore, it's really annoying."

"Well, don't come to me if you have anything to do in the future."