When the young mother left the restaurant with her little boy, the waiter came up with the food. Mu Wanqing greeted Yang Muan and Mu Xiaoni to eat. But Yang Muan was thoughtful and suddenly said: "Mom,
An An also wants to give uncle a gift..."
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing immediately frowned and asked with some confusion: "An An, why do you want to give uncle a gift?!"
Originally, she thought he just heard that the little boy was about to give his father a gift, and on a whim, she followed suit and gave him a gift.
However, Yang Muan said seriously: "Because, An An thinks that the child just now gave his father a gift, and his father will be very happy. Mom, uncle has been very unhappy recently because of the father-in-law issue. When he eats with An An every day,
His brows are all furrowed, unlike before when he would eat with An An and still smile."
"..." After hearing these words, Mu Wanqing felt an indescribable warmth rushing through her heart. While she was moved, she was also extremely proud.
If Yang Mufan could hear his son say these words with his own ears, he would definitely be moved to death.
She never knew that her son was so sensible.
Mu Wanqing touched his little head and said with a smile: "Okay, An An will give uncle a gift. Uncle will be very happy."
Yang Mu'an raised her little head, and while her face was childish, she also asked seriously: "Really?!"
"Yeah." Mu Wanqing nodded.
Yang Mu An chuckled, lowered his head and took a bite of pizza, then got into trouble again. He asked: "But mom, An An doesn't know what gifts uncle likes. What if uncle doesn't like the gift An An gives?!"
The corners of Mu Wanqing's lips raised even higher, and she explained seriously: "An'an, there is a saying: etiquette is light but affection is heavy. The person who receives the gift does not care about the value of the gift, but only cares about the intention of the gift-giver. As long as
It's a gift from An An, no matter what it is, mom promises you, uncle will like it."
Yang Mufan was sitting at his desk, with a dark and ugly expression, holding his cell phone and scolding: "How on earth did you do this?! The person behind the sneak attack on eldest brother has not been found out yet. I am raising a bunch of trash like you. How on earth are you going to do this?"
What are you doing?! In the last three days, if no reason can be found out, you don’t have to come back to see me!!!!!”
Frustrated, Yang Mufan hung up the phone and slammed the phone on the office floor. Before Yang Mufan had time to lean on the executive chair and calm down his irritable mood, the phone started beeping again.
Without even looking at the screen, Yang Mufan answered the call and roared at the other end of the phone: "I think you want to die, but you still dare to call me. Believe it or not, I will let you die without any body parts."
He was extremely angry, so his words were extremely cruel.
After Yang Mufan finished yelling irritably and fiercely, he found that there was dead silence on the other end of the phone. He frowned. Perhaps he sensed something was wrong, so he took off the phone and looked at the screen.
When he saw that the phone was not that of the three brothers from the Tian family, but that of Mu Wanqing, his handsome eyebrows immediately furrowed even deeper.
After calming down, Yang Mufan lowered his voice and said, "I'm sorry, I thought it was a call from Tianlang and the others, asking for something to do with me?!"
Mu Wanqing seemed to be frightened enough. After admiring Mu Fan for a long time, she heard a weak and uneasy voice, trembling from the receiver: "It's nothing, I just want to help An An ask you, what time will I go home in the evening..."
