Just as Sister-in-law De was busy and dizzy with anger, she suddenly saw Mu Wanqing coming back from Yang Muan from the corner of her eye. She immediately stepped forward with a smile on her face and said, "Miss Mu, young master, are you back?
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Mu Wanqing looked at the servants in the hall who were busy and sweating, and asked curiously: "Sister-in-law De, are there any special days recently?! Why do you decorate your home so exquisitely and festively?!"
There is still more than half a month until the New Year.
Even if Mrs. De is a bit impatient when it comes to things, there is no need to be in such a hurry.
Mu Wanqing's mind raced rapidly for a long time, and she could only think of the reason for celebrating the New Year.
And Sister-in-law De, maybe she was really busy and fainted, and she spoke without thinking. She said without thinking: "The day after tomorrow is the eldest young master's birthday. Mr. Nan Jue just called to inform me that he asked me to decorate the house well. He said that this year
"No matter what, we must give the eldest young master a good celebration. Firstly, this year is the eldest young master's 33rd birthday. Secondly, it is to celebrate that the eldest young master finally has his own biological son..." Zi.
Sister-in-law De said it with gusto.
The moment she noticed Mu Wanqing's expression was abnormal, she immediately shut up and remained silent.
When she realized what she had said wrong, she wanted to explain something, but she hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't find any reason.
Mu Wanqing looked at the bright lights in the room. She didn't know whether it was because the lights were too bright, making her eyes too dim and lackluster, or for some other reason. Anyway, at that moment, her eyes were lifeless and empty.
Three years ago, Yang Mufan’s birthday was October 28th.
When Yang Mufan came back from get off work at the company, Mu Wanqing was still upstairs watching cartoons with Yang Muan.
Yang Muan was so amused by the cartoon that he staggered around laughing, but Mu Wanqing remained motionless from the beginning.
Yang Mufan went up to the second floor, and far away in the corridor, he heard Yang Muan's joyful laughter, and the corners of his cold-faced mouth couldn't help but faintly raised at both ends.
After knocking on the door three times, before he could push it open in time, the door had already been opened from the inside.
Before he could react, he could clearly feel a warm wind blowing against his legs.
"Uncle...Uncle, are you back?!" The moment Yang Mu Anpu hugged his thigh, Yang Mu Fan instinctively stabilized his body.
Naturally, he picked up Yang Mu'an and asked, "What are you looking at? I heard your extremely unreserved laughter downstairs."
Yang Muan replied: "Watch cartoons. Mom helped An An find them. It's so funny. Uncle, do you want to watch it?! You can watch it with An An, okay?!"
The world of children is always simple, clean and innocent.
A seemingly childish plot can make him laugh out loud.
While Yang Mu'an was watching cartoons and laughing so hard, Mu Wanqing and Yang Mufan were sitting upright on either side of him, with neither of them showing much expression on their faces.
That night, after Mu Wanqing coaxed Yang Mu'an to sleep, it was already late at night. When she left Xishang Courtyard, she had just gone downstairs and happened to meet Yang Mufan going upstairs with a water glass.
