Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Nansheng still told a white lie.

In this way, Qingqing was really hidden by Luo Chenze, and he should be wary of them.

Now Mu Nansheng had no time to worry about so much, so he could only comfort Nanzi on the other side of the phone.

Smiling, Mu Nansheng continued to coax Nanzi: "We can write her postcards in the future, and Qingqing will definitely receive them."

"As for you, have a good lunch first, and in the afternoon, mommy will bring you something delicious, okay?"

After hearing Mu Nansheng's words, Nanzi was really attracted.

"Mommy, then I'm going to write a letter to Qingqing. Can you help me send it to Qingqing?"

"sure."

Mu Nansheng agreed: "Mommy will definitely help you, okay?"

"good!"

Fidgeting with his fingers, Nanzi nodded heavily.

"Then please go and eat well now, okay?"

"Okay, Mommy, I'll be good."

"Baby it's great!"

After coaxing Nanzi to hang up the phone, Mu Nansheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After talking to Mu Nansheng on the phone, Nanzi really listened. After returning the phone to Teacher Xiaoyun, he sat on the chair and ate obediently.

Back in the office, Mu Nansheng sighed tiredly and put the phone aside.

Mu Nansheng didn't want to tell Gu Jingchen about this immediately.

He had been so busy all day, and Mu Nansheng didn't want him to be distracted by such things.

As for the matter between Qingqing and Luo Chenze, since Gu Jingchen is sure, Mu Nansheng is not

Lin Yiran gave Mu Nansheng a piece of meat, "What's wrong with this? I heard something from the teacher on the phone. Could it be that something happened to Nanzi?"

Mu Nansheng nodded: "Yes, but it's not a big deal."

Thinking of all these things, Mu Nansheng felt dizzy.

"oh oh."

Seeing that Mu Nansheng didn't want to say anything, Lin Yiran didn't say much and urged her to eat quickly.

During the lunch break, while Mu Nansheng and Lin Yiran were chatting, there was a knock on the office door.

With his eyes lit up, Mu Nansheng hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

"Quick...come in, I'll help you move it."

With a hint of panic in his voice, Mu Nansheng quickly helped the visitor move a box.

"Oh, we've finally arrived."

Putting down the box, the visitor breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Song Yue. I'll treat you to hot pot after the game."

The person who came was none other than Song Yue.

After hearing Mu Nansheng's words, Song Yue immediately put on a smile.

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for Sister Nan Sheng's treat."

Staring at the two big boxes, Lin Yiran walked over curiously.

"Song Yue, what did you move?"

Song Yue immediately replied: "I dug out the fabrics and materials that Sister Nan Sheng wants to use from the warehouse."

Bending slightly, Lin Yiran picked up one of the pieces of fabric.

"Oxford cloth?"

"yes."

Song Yue smiled: "There are also some other cutting tools."

"Are you making men's shirts?"

Looking at Mu Nansheng, Lin Yiran asked tentatively.

"clever!"

Taking it from Lin Yiran, Mu Nansheng looked at the cloth with satisfaction.

Song Yue waved her hand: "Director, Sister Nan Sheng, I'm going back first. I have to take a nap. I stayed up late playing games last night. I'm really sleepy."

"Then go quickly."

Lin Yiran smiled: "Don't stay up late again."

After Song Yue left, Mu Nansheng sighed with satisfaction, moved one of the boxes to the table and began to display it.

Lin Yiran moved another box over and asked doubtfully: "Why do you want to make men's shirts? Are they for your husband?"

"That's right."

Mu Nansheng smiled helplessly: "Let's make it up to him!"

Raising his eyebrows, Lin Yiran vaguely felt something was wrong: "Mu Nansheng, are you hiding some secrets?"