Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 909 This is what I have eaten...

Not long after, Mu Qingmo received a message from Gu Jingchen.

【I got it, brother.】

Seeing this message from Gu Jingchen, Mu Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Gu Jingchen handled matters in a measured manner, Mu Qingmo was willing to believe him.

No longer worried about his sister, Mu Qingmo strode towards the opposite street.

Lin Yiran waved his hand and looked at him with a smile: "I put vinegar and sesame oil for you."

"Thanks."

Speaking softly, Mu Qingmo threw his phone on the table and stirred the wontons in the bowl.

Lowering his head to eat, Lin Yiran hesitated for a moment, staring at Mu Qingmo's side face, and said in a slow voice, "Are you in a hurry?"

After being slightly startled, Mu Qingmo realized what Lin Yiran was talking about.

"nothing."

Mu Qingmo said lazily: "Nan Sheng is just dishonest and has offended my brother-in-law."

"ah?"

Lin Yiran looked shocked, "What happened? I saw Nan Sheng smiling when I got off work. Why did this happen again?"

"Do not care."

Mu Qingmo said unhurriedly: "The couple will be fine soon. You don't know that Nan Sheng has a weak mind and is prone to doing stupid things."

Sighing slightly, Lin still ate the wontons slowly without saying anything else.

The atmosphere gradually became a little quiet, the dim lights dimmed, and the two people's backs were cuddling together like lovers.

When the grandma who was cooking wontons saw this scene, a smile appeared on her face that had been covered with vicissitudes of time.

No one spoke, but the atmosphere was surprisingly comfortable and relaxing.

Halfway through eating, Lin Yiran put down his spoon and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Mu Qingmo put down his spoon and looked at her doubtfully: "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm stuffed."

Noticing that something was wrong with Lin Yiran's words, Mu Qingmo squinted his eyes.

"Let me guess, you're not losing weight, right?"

Lin Yiran looked embarrassed and avoided Mu Qingmo's eyes uncomfortably: "You...how did you know?"

Mu Qingmo chuckled: "I guessed it right."

"Eat more, you're not fat."

Lin Yiran pushed the bowl and whispered: "I really can't eat anymore."

Without hiding it, Lin Yiran simply confessed.

"Nan Sheng asked me to be her fashion model. The design competition is coming soon. I have to control my diet."

Mu Qingmo was slightly surprised: "Clothing model? Did she fool you?"

Lin Yiran blinked and smiled helplessly: "No, I did it voluntarily."

"This game is of great significance to Nan Sheng's career, and I also want to do something for her."

Without saying anything else, Mu Qingmo nodded: "Okay, I understand."

"Let me help you."

With that said, Mu Qingmo was about to pour Lin Yiran's wontons into his bowl.

Lin Yiran was shocked and quickly held his hand.

"Brother Qingmo, this is what I have eaten."

"I know."

Mu Qingmo said lazily: "Grandma doesn't like waste."

"But this is what I have eaten..."

Lin was still a little anxious, staring at him and mumbling.

"nothing."

Mu Qingmo chuckled: "I don't care."

Now that the words have come to this, Lin Yiran has nothing to say and can only watch Mu Qingmo eat the remaining wontons he has.

Such a relationship... made Lin Yiran slightly absent-minded.

Only someone with a very close relationship would do something like this!

Perhaps because he felt a little embarrassed, Lin still lowered his head and stared at the corner of the table, trying to divert his attention.

After eating the last wonton, Mu Qingmo wiped the corners of his mouth and looked up at Lin Yiran.

Lin Yiran still looked shy and confused, which made Mu Qingmo feel funny.

Knocking on the corner of the table, Lin Yiran came back to his senses, and his confused eyes met Mu Qingmo's smiling eyes.

"What...what happened?"

(End of chapter)