When Yang Mufan was feeling unhappy and about to get angry, Mu Wanqing quickly explained the reason: "The teacher at the school before was very good to An An and knew An An's physical condition very well. I think we should find someone who is familiar with his condition to take care of him.
Better. What if I go to a new school and the teacher doesn't know An An's condition and he gets sick?"
Yang Mufan has been like this since he was a child. To put it mildly, he is very opinionated, but to put it badly, he is overbearing.
He never likes others to interfere too much in his affairs.
As long as he is involved in the matter, others must not make the decision, surpass him, and take the lead.
When Mu Wanqing realized that she had asked too many questions about An An's admission to kindergarten, she glanced at Yang Mufan worriedly and found that his expression was a bit mysterious, with no hint of happiness or anger. She quickly wanted to explain.
But before she could speak, Yang Mufan's sarcastic and indifferent voice came faintly: "Mu Wanqing, should I say you are stupid or stupid?! Do you think I, Yang Mufan, sent my son to
In kindergarten, would I be stupid enough not to explain my son’s condition to the school teacher?! Would I not ask medical staff to accompany me in the hospital 24 hours a day?!”
"..." Upon hearing this, Mu Wanqing immediately paused.
She is really stupid.
Why didn't I expect that Yang Mufan would arrange it?
It seems that she really thinks too much.
As she hugged An An, she hesitated and said: "Mu Fan, it's all up to you... to decide..." Just decide.
However, at this moment, Yang Mu An said in a sweet voice: "But uncle, An An likes her former teacher, and the teacher was very kind to An An. An An hasn't gone to school for a long time, and An An misses Teacher Ning."
"..."
"..."
Almost at the same time, Yang Mufan and Mu Wanqing looked at Yang Muan.
Obviously, his attitude was particularly biased towards his mother and disobedient to his father, but Yang Mu'an's expression at this moment was particularly innocent.
He stared at his beautiful eyes and blinked at Yang Mufan in a particularly cute way.
Just like last weekend, Mu Wanqing went to the kindergarten after work. After picking up Yang Muan, she was sent to Xishang Courtyard. As soon as she entered the door, she noticed something unusual.
The entire Xishang Courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and dozens of servants were busy up and down.
Mu Wanqing held Yang Muan's hand and stood at the door, looking at the scene in front of her with confusion and curiosity, her brain quickly filtering out all the holidays.
But after thinking about it over and over again, I got nothing, no thoughts at all.
There is no special festival, nor is it anyone's birthday. Xishangyuan suddenly became so lively. What on earth is going on?!
Mrs. De was holding a feather duster with a serious and angry expression instructing the maid to do things.
"Do you understand human language?! I asked you to move the bonsai five centimeters forward, not to the right."
"What are you, what are you doing?! Are you lazy again?! The dust is so thick, why don't you clean it up quickly? The young master is spending money to support you and make a living for you?!"
"And you, be careful when cleaning the crystal lamp, don't break it."
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Just as Mrs. De was busy and dizzy with anger, she suddenly caught sight of Mu Wanqing from the corner of her eye after receiving Yang Mu'an. She immediately stepped forward with a smile on her face: "Miss Mu, young master, are you back?
