Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mrs. Gu echoed: "Jingchen, you have a dull temperament, just like your father. It would be better for Nan Sheng to take more photos and record them for you, how interesting it would be."

"Yeah yeah."

Mu Nansheng nodded repeatedly, "Don't waste your appearance."

Helplessly curling his lips, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "Concentrate on eating, I see you are not even thin."

"knew."

Muttering softly, Mu Nansheng poked at the bowl full of rice.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Gu served a bowl of soup to Mu Nansheng, "Nan Sheng, Jingchen is right, you are too thin, little girls should eat more."

"I got it, Mom."

Taking it with a smile, Mu Nansheng held the bowl and drank in small sips.

Seeing Mu Nansheng eating honestly, Gu Jingchen had a slight smile on his lips.

"Huh?"

Gu Yiwei uttered a question and stared at the chopsticks with a hint of disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Gu turned to look at him, "I was surprised."

"No, Mom."

"Why are the chicken legs here so mushy?"

As he spoke, Gu Yiwei did not forget to show the battered chicken legs to Mrs. Gu.

Someone who was drinking soup put down the soup bowl with a guilty conscience.

Gu Jingchen knew it well and raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"its not right."

Mrs. Gu was slightly puzzled: "I didn't see it getting mushy when it was stewed. Your brother and sister-in-law did it afterward."

"It was Jingchen who accidentally got distracted and burned the chicken legs."

As he said that, Mu Nansheng did not forget to turn his head and look at Gu Jingchen: "Really?"

Gu Jingchen took the blame for no apparent reason:.

What should he say? We can't shirk responsibility from each other.

Looking at Mu Nansheng who winked at him from time to time, Gu Jingchen sighed.

He accepted the blame.

With a slight cough, Gu Jingchen nodded: "Yes, that's right."

"Ha ha."

Mu Nansheng smiled and patted Gu Jingchen on the shoulder, "Let me tell you. Second Young Master, you can eat other dishes first. Your brother was too reckless this time. Let him make chicken legs for you next time."

"It's okay, sister-in-law."

Gu Yiwei put the burnt chicken leg into his bowl and took a bite, "You can eat it even if it's burnt."

Subconsciously he breathed a sigh of relief, noticed Gu Jingchen's gaze, and Mu Nansheng smiled ingratiatingly.

With a cold snort, Gu Jingchen said that he didn't want to accept her.

Maybe he was a little embarrassed, but Mu Nansheng not only didn't care about Gu Jingchen's cold temper, but took the initiative to pick up food for him, with a smile that was flattering.

To be honest, Gu Jingchen did this.

No matter how angry he was, seeing Mu Nansheng's smile made Gu Jingchen lose his temper.

When she thought that part of the chicken legs were burnt, Mrs. Gu reacted and quickly looked at Nanzi.

"My dear grandson, don't eat the mushy chicken legs. Children can't eat mushy things."

Nanzi's mouth bulged and he shook his head blankly: "Grandma, Nanzi didn't eat the black chicken legs."

"That's good."

Feeling relieved, Mrs. Gu said nothing more.

Turning to look at the chicken bones in Nan Zai's small bowl, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows and took away the chicken legs Nan Zai was holding.

"Don't eat too much meat tonight, drink your soup."

The chicken drumstick in his hand was gone, and Nan Zai, who was chewing so deliciously, immediately stopped eating.

Putting down his fork, Nanzi reached out to reach for the chicken drumstick in Gu Jingchen's hand.

Raising his eyebrows, Gu Jingchen deliberately placed the chicken drumsticks out of Nan Zai's reach, with an indifferent expression.

"Daddy."

Nanzi frowned: "I also want to eat chicken legs."

"no."

Gu Jingchen whispered: "Touch your belly, can you still hold the chicken legs?"

Pouting his lips, Nan Zai felt a little unhappy, but he didn't ask for chicken drumsticks anymore.

After wiping Nan Zai's oily mouth and hands, Gu Jingchen put the soup bowl up and said, "Drink the soup."

"oh."

Nodding absently, Nanzi had no choice but to finish the meal with soup.