Chapter 83: If you don't like it, just throw it away
Mu Nian'an chatted with Mrs. He for a long time in the living room. Although Mrs. He had recovered a lot, she was still very weak after being ill for many years.
Before nine o'clock, the servant helped me into the house to rest.
Mu Ningxi went downstairs and saw Mu Nian'an still playing games in the living room, so she was going to take him upstairs to rest.
"It's getting late, An'an. You have to get up early to go to school tomorrow. It's time for you to rest!"
Mu Nian'an was very obedient. As soon as Mu Ningxi opened her mouth, he put down his favorite game controller.
"Mommy, can I hug you?"
It was rare to see him so clinging to her, so Mu Ningxi quickly stepped forward and picked him up from the sofa.
"Our baby An An has gained a lot of weight recently."
How can I not gain weight if I am fed three meals a day plus fruit snacks in the He family's old house?
As soon as Mu Ningxi finished speaking, she looked up and saw He Tingchen walking in from the door.
Their eyes met, and then Mu Ningxi looked away expressionlessly, turning around to leave.
He Tingchen didn't know what was going on with this woman, but he still looked down on her. Could it be because he misunderstood her during the day?
"An'an, come here!"
Mu Nianan, who was originally lying on Mu Ningxi's shoulder, immediately turned around after hearing He Tingchen's voice.
"Mommy, Uncle He is back."
He didn't forget what mommy said, and he called the bad man uncle when grandma was not around.
He Tingchen, who had just walked in, frowned when he heard Mu Nian'an's name.
This woman has really reached a new height, so she had no choice but to change her child's name.
How could Mu Nian'an suddenly change his tune without an adult's instruction?
Although he didn't have the habit of being a cheap daddy to others, hearing Mu Nian'an call him uncle always made him feel inexplicably unhappy.
"Why don't you accept the figure you like?"
Mu Nianan turned her head and looked at Mu Ningxi, then said with a sweet voice, "I don't like it anymore."
He doesn't want to embarrass his mother. If he wants it, he will buy it himself.
He has a lot of money, but mommy doesn't know it yet.
Mu Ningxi heard Mu Nian'an's response and said coldly: "Mr. He, this figure is worth a lot of money. An An is only a five-year-old child and cannot accept such an expensive gift. Mr. He should give it to someone else."
Mr. He?
He Tingchen's dazzling black eyes shot out an icy cold light.
This woman is quite capable of irritating people.
With a dark expression, he stuffed the box back into Mu Nian'an's arms.
"There is no reason to take back the things I gave away. If you don't want it, the trash can is in front, so you can take it and throw it away yourself!"
Looking at the back of He Tingchen who left angrily, Mu Ningxi was a little confused.
Mu Nian'an looked at the gift in her arms and felt confused, "Mommy, what should I do?"
"Take it! Mommy will take care of the rest." Mu Ningxi stroked his round head helplessly.
You can't just throw it away like this?
She should find time to return the money to He Tingchen, treating it as a Children's Day gift she bought for An An.
Hearing his mother's words, Mu Nian'an had an unconcealable smile on his face.
"Thank you, Mommy."
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The next day, Mu Ningxi was not used to working very little, so she got up a little late.
The time from the old home to the institute is very tight. If you have to send An An to school first and then go to the institute to work, you will have to be late.
In desperation, Mu Ningxi could only say apologetically to her son: "I'm sorry, honey, mommy is going to be late for work today. Can you ask the housekeeper to take you to school?"
Mu Nianan is so well-behaved, so naturally she has no objection.
Mrs. He on the side was a little dissatisfied when she heard this, "You two are so busy with work on weekdays, now you can't even send Xiao Tingchen to school?"
After being taught a lesson by her elders, Mu Ningxi didn't know how to respond.
Fortunately, although Mrs. He's memory was confused, she was not unreasonable. She cast her eyes seriously on He Tingchen.
"Zhengting, as a father, you have to step in when mother is not free. Today you send your child to school!"
He Tingchen sent An An to school, how embarrassing would it be if he bumped into He Zicheng?
Mu Ningxi had a headache just thinking about it. She wanted to refuse, but Mrs. He seemed to have read through her thoughts and retorted before she could speak.
"Meilan, you have to give Zhengting a chance to get along with the child. You can't protect him all day long and let him ignore family affairs."
Seeing that Mrs. He was about to get angry, Mu Ningxi turned her attention to He Tingchen.
Now he can only hope that He Tingchen will stand up and actively oppose this matter.
She winked at He Tingchen and signaled, hoping he would understand.
Who knew He Tingchen's next response would make her vomit blood.