Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Nansheng approached Mrs. Gu and whispered, "Mom, there's nothing edible in it."

"That's it."

Mrs. Gu murmured in a low voice and handed the honey water to Mu Nansheng: "Drink it, honey water, for beauty."

"Thank you, Mom."

With a chuckle, Mu Nansheng took it.

"Let me see what this is. Is it a strawberry eclair or a chocolate eclair?"

Speaking excitedly, Nanzi slowly tore off the sticker on the bag.

Opening it with great expectation, Nan Zai's smile instantly fell when he saw what was inside.

Noticing Nanzi's expression, Mrs. Gu wondered: "What is inside?"

Pulling the shirt out with one hand, Nanzi looked at Mu Nansheng aggrievedly: "Mommy, what is this? It's not a strawberry puff."

Before Nan Zai could answer, Gu Jingchen took the shirt back from Nan Zai's hand.

"The hem of your shirt is on the floor, little devil."

Looking up at Gu Jingchen, a trace of displeasure flashed across Nan Zai's face.

"Daddy, why are they clothes and not puffs?"

Gu Jingchen shook his head helplessly: "What, can I just bring back dessert?"

Sighing, Nanzi pointed at the shirt: "Daddy, it's just a shirt, I don't care about it!"

"what ever."

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, deliberately showing off in front of Nan Zai.

"This is a shirt your mommy made for me. You don't have one, right?"

Upon hearing the news, Nan Zai's face fell.

The words "You don't have it, you don't have it" kept echoing in his mind, and Nan Zai's face was filled with disappointment.

However, Gu Jingchen didn't know how to restrain himself and bent down to show his shirt sleeves.

"Did you see? These are my daddy's initials. Your mommy specially embroidered them for me."

"Almost forgot."

Gu Jingchen looked regretful, "You little kid doesn't know Pinyin, so of course you can't understand it."

With that said, Gu Jingchen was about to put away his clothes.

Nan Zai was unconvinced and looked up at Gu Jingchen: "I can pinyin, I can."

"oh?"

"Then do you understand the initials on this shirt?"

Nanzi said stubbornly: "Of course I understand."

With a cold snort, Nanzi ran to Mu Nansheng and said, "Mommy, can you make me a dress too, one that's prettier than daddy?"

Mu Nansheng put down the cup, rubbed Nanzi's face, and said dotingly: "Of course, can Mommy make you another one in a few days?"

"good!"

Nan Zai nodded happily, not forgetting to demonstrate to Gu Jingchen.

"Daddy, I have one too. It's definitely more beautiful than yours."

Gu Jingchen's face darkened: "You bastard!"

Mrs. Gu smiled and smoothed things over: "Okay, you two, father and son, are really jealous."

Glancing at Nanzi, Gu Jingchen pursed his lips and said nothing.

Mrs. Gu looked at Mu Nansheng with a smile: "But Nansheng, you are knitting scarves and making handmade shirts for Jingchen, so it's really hard for you."

"It's okay, Mom."

Mu Nansheng curled her lips slightly: "It's not difficult. Originally, I was also engaged in this industry, so it was relatively easy for me."

"It's really good."

Mrs. Gu chuckled: "I'm even a little envious."

Raising an eyebrow, Mu Nansheng helped Mrs. Gu sit down: "Mom, if I have time, I can also make a skirt for you, as long as you don't dislike it."

"how come!"

Mrs. Gu patted Mu Nansheng's hand: "As long as it's made by you, Mom will like it."

"That's good."

"It's good if you have this intention, just don't burden you."

"It's fine."

Mu Nansheng shook his head: "I'm not tired. Once the National Day is over, I will have more time. So, just wait patiently."

"good."

Mrs. Gu did not refuse: "Then I will wait for the dress made by my daughter-in-law."