763. Chapter 763 The agreement between father and son
Upon hearing this, Yang Mufan's hand that was holding the spoon to scoop out the porridge suddenly paused, and an unnoticeable light flashed through his deep black eyes, but the time was extremely short, it could be said to be fleeting.
After a brief period of astonishment, he returned to his usual calm, calm state, and slowly fed An An the porridge one spoon after another.
Yang Mu An silently ate less than half of the bowl and lost his appetite.
Seeing that he didn't want to eat, Yang Mufan frowned slightly with his thick sword eyebrows. He asked in a hoarse magnetic voice: "What's wrong?! Isn't it delicious?!"
Yan Muan couldn't help but raise her mouth and said a little aggrievedly: "I want to eat fish soup."
After hearing this, Yang Mufan picked up the wireless phone and wanted to inform Mrs. De to ask the kitchen to cook the fish soup.
However, he was not allowed to take any action. Yang Mu'an continued to add: "I just want to eat the fish soup cooked by my mother. It is delicious. Have you ever eaten the fish soup cooked by my mother before?!"
"..." Yang Mufan had no intention of replying, but pursed his thin lips that were constantly exuding cold air even tighter. He couldn't help but secretly curse: What has Mu Wanqing done to his son in these years?
When Sirius took his cell phone and went to the master bedroom on the third floor, Yang Mufan was feeding Yang Muan milk.
"Second brother, your phone number." Sirius said respectfully.
Admiring Fan Ying's sharp eyebrows, he frowned deeply in an instant.
From the moment he went upstairs, he had given instructions to Sirius: Do not harass him with calls that are not particularly important.
Since I have brought my mobile phone, there must be something urgent.
So, Yang Mufan whispered to Yang Muan: "Let's make a monthly agreement, okay?!"
Yang Mu'an blinked and thought for a while before he asked: "What agreement?!"
"Until you completely recover from your illness, let's not meet your mother and keep it secret from her. After you recover, we can give her a surprise, okay?!" Yang Mufan suggested.
This is definitely Yang Mufan's delaying strategy.
But how could the young Yang Mu'an understand Cheng Fu's deep admiration for Fan?
He just asked in confusion: "Can my illness really be cured?! What if, during this period, I miss my mother?!"
Yang Mufan's simple words made him nod obediently: "Yang Mu'an, do you still want to make your mother happy?! If she knew you were going to have an operation, how worried and scared would she be? Didn't you say, you
Don’t you want to see mom cry again?!”
"An'an wants her mother to be happy, and she doesn't want to see her cry." Yang Muan said a little stubbornly. But when he said these words, tears were shining in his eyes. He seemed to be extremely wronged and uncomfortable.
Yang Mufan said: "Then don't see your mother recently. When you recover from your illness, see her again. By then, your mother will be very happy, are you right?!"
After taking care of Yang Mu'an effortlessly, Yang Mufan stood up and strode towards Sirius. While asking the maid who had been waiting outside the corridor to take care of Yang Mu'an, he asked Sirius: "Whose phone number?!"
