817. Chapter 817 I can teach you, but call Dad first
"...It's obvious that I don't have the ability to play the Rubik's Cube, but you take your anger out on me. Yang Mu'an, sometimes you are just as virtuous as your mother. Turn it like this, three times like this, and four times again. Look,
, isn’t this great?! What is going on in your little head?! Are you so stupid, is he my son?!"
Yang Mufan reprimanded him with a warm voice while turning the Rubik's Cube gracefully, practicing the Rubik's Cube step by step for Yang Mu'an to see.
Mu Wanqing was immediately speechless after hearing Yang Mufan's words.
What does ‘sometimes you really have the same virtue as your mother’?!
I obviously admire Mu An’s temperament, but it’s okay to have the same temperament as him?!
Who is it that takes out his anger on her every time he loses his temper, no matter whether it is right or wrong?! When did she have the courage to lose her temper at him when she is so old?!
This is what it feels like to be shot while lying down.
Mu Wanqing stood at the door of the kitchen holding a plate and couldn't help but roll her eyes at the ceiling.
And Yang Mu'an saw her father, twisting the Rubik's Cube a few times at will, miraculously all the red cubes were gathered on one side. After twisting it for a few seconds, green, yellow, blue...
When the colors on all four sides appeared completely in front of him, he was immediately curious. He sniffed, then picked up the Rubik's Cube and asked: "Uncle, how do you play this Rubik's Cube?! It's so fast. You can teach it."
Are you okay?!"
"..." Yang Mufan saw his son's eyes shining brightly, looking at him with hope. He raised a straight eyebrow and revealed a subtle and sly smile at the corner of his mouth. He was silent for a moment and then took his time.
, asked leisurely, "You want me to teach you?!"
Seeing Yang Mu'an nodding like a chicken pecking at rice, the smile on Yang Mufan's lips deepened and became extremely evil. He immediately added: "I can teach you, but... call me daddy first."
Mu Wanqing, who was walking back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, heard Yang Mufan's question, her back suddenly stiffened, and her body could not move for a long time.
She turned around numbly, wanting to see her son's reaction.
In fact, Mu Wanqing was torn in her heart. On the one hand, she wanted her son to call Yang Mufan his father, but on the other hand, she didn't want him to admit it.
Because she was afraid that An An and Yang Mufan's relationship was too close and intimate, and they would become more and more distant from her, consciously or unconsciously.
Then, she would completely lose him.
Yang Mu'an's bright and clear eyes wandered back and forth between Rubik's Cube and Yang Mufan.
When Yang Mufan's smile became deeper and deeper, and he became more and more proud, Yang Muan threw the Rubik's Cube, twisted his butt, and rushed towards Mu Wanqing.
While hugging Mu Wanqing's stiff thighs, he turned around and squinted at Mu Fan with a disdainful expression. He raised his lips and muttered: "You want to trick me away with a Rubik's Cube. I'm not like Mommy."
It’s so easy to lie.”
"..." After hearing this, Yang Mufan suddenly saw countless black lines sliding down his forehead.
However, Mu Wanqing, who was innocently lying on the gun again, had severe twitching at the corners of her mouth and eyes. She almost couldn't control her behavior - she picked up the clothes and arms of the little thing holding her thigh, and kept nudging her with his face.
A few times, and then...violently, brutally, accurately, through the open window, he was...thrown out.
When was she... so easy to deceive?! How could she... be so easy to deceive?! She is obviously very smart and very hard to deceive, okay?!╰_╯
