Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Mu Wanwan pushed away the bowl and stood up at once.

"Sister, you are not very clear about the company. Besides, the price of competition is too high."

After eating the last shrimp, Mu Nansheng said lightly, "Those who are capable are competent."

"Why, sister doesn't have this confidence?"

Mu Wanwan was suddenly aroused by the desire to win, and subconsciously denied: "How could it be!"

Mu Nansheng seemed to realize something, and chuckled softly.

"That's right, how could my sister not be confident. After all, my sister is a talented design girl who is hailed by the school."

Mentioning this title, Mu Wanwan suddenly felt guilty.

This is the secret shared by Mu Nansheng and Mu Wanwan.

Most of the costume design drafts that Mu Wanwan published in her university days were designed by Mu Nansheng.

At that time, as long as he shed a few tears or begged for a few words, Mu Nansheng would always send the design draft to Mu Wanwan for publication.

Since Mu Nansheng got married, Mu Wanwan has received many unpublished design drafts.

Therefore, Mu Wanwan publishes a set of designs every quarter.

While winning the admiration of many people, Mu Wanwan has also secured her position as the design director.

It's just that Mu Nansheng once released a set of design drawings of "Everything is born", which has always been the ceiling of the fashion design industry.

Is Mu Nansheng officially coming back?

Then what should I do?

If you can't surpass it yourself, you will destroy her before it germinates.

Mu Wanwan has no idea yet, so she can only drag her as much as possible.

Not only have to drag Mu Nansheng back to the company, but also the 30% of the shares!

"Sister, I'll hand over the work in two days, and I'll call you to let you know, okay?"

Mu Nansheng looked at Mu Wanwan's nervous expression, and was inexplicably funny.

After being reborn, how could she not know what Mu Wanwan was thinking.

It's nothing more than delaying time, going to Jiang Beijia and thinking of countermeasures.

It's okay, pull Jiang Beijia over, just to clean up together.

"Okay, sister, but don't make me wait too long."

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "That's natural."

After talking about this, Mu Nansheng naturally didn't want to talk to Mu Wanwan anymore, and lowered his head to eat the sour soup and fat beef brought by Zhou Ma.

After tasting the fat beef, Mu Nansheng thought it tasted good, so he gave Gu Jingchen a pair of chopsticks.

"Try this, it tastes good."

Gu Jingchen was in a good mood and tasted it.

"Really good."

Mu Nansheng, who successfully shared the food, smiled, "Then you can eat a few more bites."

"it is good."

The couple looked at each other and smiled, very tacit understanding.

Mu Wanwan poked at the rice absentmindedly, looking at Gu Jingchen from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally.

Unconsciously, Mu Wanwan was stunned.

There is actually such a cold and handsome man in this world, and people are so intoxicated by this man's every move.

Gu Jingchen noticed Mu Wanwan's silly eyes, put down his chopsticks, and looked impatient.

"Why don't you eat?"

Mu Nansheng asked Gu Jingchen sideways.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mu Nansheng also noticed Mu Wanwan's obsessed eyes.

Mu Nansheng snorted coldly and dropped his chopsticks on the spot.

"Sister, what is your intention when you look at my husband like this?"

Grandpa Mu looked at this scene with a slightly solemn expression.

It seems that Mu Wanwan's unreasonable thinking is not very short.

Mu Wanwan saved her back then, and she was very grateful, and because Mu Wanwan was an orphan, she took in her.

Over the years, Mr. Mu has questioned himself, he has never treated her badly, and he has acquiesced in Mu Wanwan's management of Mu Nansheng's shares.

He would even be willing to share Mu Nansheng's shares with her.

If she has such a dirty mind, then she should think about it.

Mu Wanwan was awakened by the sound of the chopsticks being thrown, and only then did she realize that she had lost her temper.

"I'm sorry, sister, I just..."

"Just, just what?"

Mu Nansheng's expression was cold and his voice was low.

Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

It feels good for my wife to protect herself.