Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 1022 Daddy, don’t be cruel to me

"How about this Wednesday?"

Pan Yijing couldn't wait, "Miss Lin can't refuse me this time, right?"

"Won't."

Smiling, Lin Yiran said: "I really want to treat you to a meal this time, but I have to owe you this meal first."

"oh?"

Lin Yiran: "We have a design competition this Friday. Mrs. Gu and I are very busy and don't have time to invite you."

"I think if you're not in a hurry, I can treat you to dinner during the National Day, and I won't be going on a long vacation."

"What do you think of this?"

"Can."

Just what he wanted, Pan Yijing smiled and agreed: "Then I will wait for Miss Lin to attend the appointment."

"good."

Without further interruption, Pan Yijing returned to his apartment.

Before leaving, he specially told Lin Yiran to try the candied plums.

After closing the door and looking at the box of candied plums, Lin still smiled and sipped one.

After tasting it, Lin Yiran's eyes lit up slightly, full of surprise.

This candied plum is really delicious. It is slightly sweet with a hint of the unique sourness of plums. It is sour and sweet.

After tasting two, Lin Yiran said to himself: "I must bring it to Nan Sheng to try tomorrow."

Perhaps after eating two plums, Lin Yiran felt much better. After washing, he slept peacefully with only a night light on.

The lights in the 307 building were also turned off after that.

In the darkness, Pan Yijing sat quietly on the sofa, still secretly chuckling in his heart.

Although her identity as her neighbor was known to her so early, it has now become a good thing.

Pan Yijing could feel that Lin Yiran no longer looked so alienated when facing him, and gradually became more cheerful.

That's a good start, isn't it?

After getting up, Pan Yijing silently said good night to the opposite party and then returned to his room.

Gu family.

"No! No! Mommy..."

Nanzi was making a fuss and refused to rest, insisting on giving the painting he drew to Qingqing.

Mu Nansheng was a little anxious and could only coax Nanzi temporarily.

"Be good, Nanzi. It's so late. Can I contact Qingqing's uncle tomorrow?"

Before Nan Zai could respond, Gu Jingchen said with a straight face, "Gu Munan."

As soon as he heard Gu Jingchen calling his name, Nanzi calmed down, but his head was lowered, very unhappy.

"Nan Sheng, go and rest."

Holding Mu Nansheng's waist, Gu Jingchen sent her back to the master bedroom.

Mu Nansheng felt soft-hearted, "But Nanzi..."

"Don't spoil him too much."

"Can……"

"You rest first, I'll be back soon."

With that said, Gu Jingchen left the bedroom.

Sighing, Mu Nansheng had no choice but to follow Gu Jingchen's wishes and wait patiently.

In the children's room, Nanzi was holding the doll in his hands, burying his head in the bed and silently muttering.

The painting that I had been thinking about sending to Qingqing had already been placed on the table by Nan Zai.

Knocking on the door, Gu Jingchen walked in.

Thinking it was Mu Nansheng, Nanzi immediately poked his head out: "Mommy!"

Seeing clearly that it was Gu Jingchen, Nan Zai's happy expression suddenly disappeared from his face, and he curled his lips in grievance.

Before Gu Jingchen could speak, Nanzi immediately pulled the quilt over his head, looking like he didn't want to talk to Gu Jingchen.

Seeing Nan Zai like this, Gu Jingchen shook his head in amusement.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Gu Jingchen patted Nanzi's butt: "Gu Munan, get up and tell you something."

Hearing Gu Jingchen's voice, Nan Zai slowly opened the quilt.

"Daddy, don't be cruel to me."

Gu Jingchen's head was covered with black lines and he gritted his teeth: "You brat, when have I ever been cruel to you?"

"Get up, hurry up. Your mommy is still waiting for me, you know?"

"oh."

Nodding obediently, Nanzi revealed his little head.

Raising his hand to stroke the messy hair on Nan Zai's head, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows: "You really want to give the painting to that little girl?"

(End of chapter)