By the time she finished making breakfast, it was already five hours later. Fortunately, Mu Sheng went to bed late.

She brought breakfast just as he woke up. "Mu Sheng, grandma made breakfast for you. Do you like it?"

Seeing that he hadn't come down for a long time, she came over personally carrying breakfast.

Mu Sheng looked hazily at the house in front of him and the woman in front of him, and he couldn't turn around for a moment. "Who are you?"

She looked at him lovingly and put down the things. "Baby, I'm your grandma! Come on, get up quickly and have breakfast."

Slowly he remembered that he was back at his real father's house. He had just dreamed that he had gone home and saw his mother, sister, and sister.

Mrs. Mohammed looked at his cute expression and was in a particularly good mood.

He happily stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help him change clothes, but Mu Sheng quickly flashed over.

Mrs. Mohammed was not unhappy, but felt that the child must not be used to it yet, so she was relieved.

"Then my dear, change your clothes by yourself. Grandma will ask your father to come over and eat together."

Musheng's house has a separate bathroom, and he has been accustomed to managing his own life since he was a child.

Mommy used to come home late from work and had no time to take care of them, so he took care of the sisters.

He moved the chair next to him with difficulty, opened the cupboard, and saw that the clothes inside were all white robes.

In his conditioned resistance mind, only people here wear white robes, and those who wear white robes marry many wives.

After marrying many wives, Mommy doesn't like her anymore, so he doesn't like these clothes either.

When Mrs. Mohammed and Kasefir came back, they saw him sitting on the bed, unhappy.

"Baby, why are you unhappy? Tell grandma, who bullied you? Grandma will go and deal with her right now."

"I don't like those clothes."

"So that's it. Then grandma, let the housekeeper buy you clothes. What kind of clothes do you like?"

"As long as it's not a robe." He just didn't like those robes that ghosted the customs of the people here.

"Well, grandma will ask someone to buy it for you. You can eat first."

After she finished speaking, she hurriedly took off her arms, fearing that her baby would be unhappy if she was too late.

But Cassifer just looked at him vaguely and uncertainly, and said nothing in the end.

"Mu Sheng, come and eat."

"I don't want to eat with you, I want to eat with grandpa."

If he doesn't like him, he won't make any reservations. This is a child.

"Okay, I'll call Grandpa for you." He knew that he didn't like him, and a large part of the reason was because of the mistress issue mentioned yesterday.

Now that Mu Sheng has been found, it's time to resolve her matter.

When Rhodes heard that his great-grandson wanted to have dinner with him, he couldn't stop smiling. "My great-grandson, are you looking for grandpa to have dinner with him?"

"Grandpa, please slow down, I will help you."

Facing him, he is more sensible and obedient than anyone else.

"My grandson is so good. Come and have dinner with me grandpa."

"Grandpa, you can eat this." He gave his favorite vegetable to his grandfather. Mrs. Mohammed cooked a large pot of crab and shrimp porridge and stir-fried a few vegetables.

"Be good, Phil, sit down and eat together."

He saw the gap between the two and wanted to break the deadlock.

"Thank you, grandpa." Kasefir fumbled and sat down.

"My dear great-grandson still doesn't serve daddy food because his eyesight is bad."

Musheng glanced at his father and looked into his eyes. Finally, he couldn't bear to pick up a spoon and serve him porridge.

Rhodes intentionally or unintentionally asked him to pick up food for Cassifer as a sign of goodwill. However, Musheng was still his biological son and had the same blood. Seeing him become blind, he didn't say anything in the end.

The meal was finished in a relatively harmonious atmosphere, and the housekeeper completed the wife's task in just half an hour.

He came to the young master's room, straightened his back and bent over thirty degrees. "Young master, your clothes have arrived. Please come with us to pick them out."

"Oh." It's so troublesome to choose clothes and go down.

Several people came to the living room, which was hundreds of square meters in size.

"Welcome young master to choose clothes." After the housekeeper finished speaking, people came in one after another from outside.

Everyone was dragging a long row of metal clothes hangers with a lot of clothes hanging underneath.

Many people came in one after another, and it took more than half an hour to finish laying out the clothes. And the area of ​​several hundred square meters was already so packed that even one's feet could not move.

"Welcome young master to choose." The butler bent at thirty degrees and looked straight at him.

Musheng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but open his mouth. He said that he didn't like white robes, so he could just give him a few sets of clothes to wear.

Looking at the past, there were all kinds of clothes. “Have I worn all of these?”

"Young master, you can change a hundred sets a day as long as you like. There will be more later. Because time is tight, I only hastily selected a few thousand sets for you first."

The butler then introduced him. "For example, here is the most famous brand in France, here is the United States, and here is the most famous children's brand in China. And those are the most popular clothes this season. Take a look.

No one likes it."

Musheng walked to the middle of the clothes. In fact, he was very particular about wearing clothes.

He was holding a winter coat. "Butler, why is this? Isn't it too hot to wear now?"

"It's like this. Madam said that as long as you like it, we will wear down jackets with you, turn the air conditioner to the lowest level, or take you to the North Pole."

Mrs. Mohammed dressed up quietly, and now her son has a grandson.

I am in a particularly good mood and my energy is naturally better.

"Baby! I know it's winter over there. I'm afraid you'll miss it, so I asked the housekeeper to buy it for you. If you want winter but don't want to go abroad, then I'll turn on the air conditioner below 0 degrees.

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This Mrs. Mohammed loves her precious grandson so much that it goes against the grain.

The corners of Mu Sheng's mouth trembled and he put the clothes back into place. No matter how he touched any of the clothes in front of him, they all felt much better than the ones his mother bought for him before.

"Baby, if you don't like it, tell me what you like, and I'll find someone to make it specially for you."

Mu Sheng was sweating coldly, remembering that someone had told him before that he was a nouveau riche, and this was what he should be like.

"How's it going? Is there anyone you like?" She looked on from the side and was even more anxious than herself.

Musheng took a few glances and picked out a few sets he liked. "I want these sets, and I don't want the rest."

Mommy told him to save money and not spend money on things he shouldn't buy.

"Honey, do you want to choose a few more sets? How many sets are enough? At least there are hundreds of sets if not thousands."

"No, I have enough with these sets."

Loki looked at him in front of him and felt happy in his heart. It seemed that his mother had educated him well, and he still firmly chose what he liked in the face of so many temptations.

Not greedy, not exaggerated, and firm-minded. These are the basic qualities of those who achieve great things.

"You really don't want it? How can it be enough if you just picked a few sets? I'll ask the housekeeper to make a special closet for you and put it in for you."

She had a grandson late in life, and she really wanted to bring all the good things to him at once.

"No need." Faced with her enthusiasm, Musheng still insisted on his previous thoughts.

She had no choice but to ask the housekeeper to step back. "Butler, put on your shoes."

"Yes, ma'am." Then just like before, a group of people came in holding shoe racks. There were more than a dozen pairs of shoes on each shoe rack. This time it was much better than that time. Maybe the shoes did not take up space. This time

The living room is not so crowded anymore.

There are all kinds of shoes on the shoe rack, including sports shoes, sneakers, sandals, leather shoes, riding boots, and even skates.

In fact, people in Dubai generally only wear one kind of shoes, and then they are leather shoes.

But she thought that her grandson had grown up in China and would inevitably dislike it. So she asked the housekeeper to choose shoes from several more countries.

This time Musheng was still the same as before, he only chose a few pairs of favorites and then never wanted them again.

Mrs. Mohammed was depressed and felt sorry for her grandson's sensibleness. She must have suffered from her mother, so she developed the habit of frugality since she was a child.

The butler took off his shoes, and more people came in dragging trays.

"Baby, do you like these snacks?"

Musheng looked at the snacks on the exquisite tray and shook his head. He was not interested in snacks.

As long as he shakes his head, the servant will leave and someone else will come up. As long as he shakes his head, the servant will leave.

Lin Xiqi stood there and looked at it for a long time, looking at that damn bastard who didn't know where he came from. He was treated like an emperor and had such high treatment.

His hands habitually touched Kong Kong's neck, and he became even more angry when he thought about the necklace.

She tried to calm down her emotions, took steps as gracefully as possible, and showed a standard smile on her face.
To be continued...