novelraw Chapter 477 - 230. The servant said in panic,
Chapter 477 - 230. The servant said in panic,
After the servant finished preparing the formula, they handed it to Nan Wan.Nan Wan just put the nipple into Pea’s mouth. Perhaps too hungry, Pea latched onto the nipple and sucked vigorously, choking and coughing, but bravely didn’t cry a single tear.
Looking at Pea’s wrinkled little face, Nan Wan felt both helpless and amused, "Can’t you have a bit more of a princess’s elegance?"
Qingqing jogged to the desk, grabbed a few tissues, then ran back to the sofa to hand them to Nan Wan, saying considerately, "Auntie, wipe it for little sister."
Pea had drunk too quickly, and while coughing, milk powder splattered all over her face and neck, even Nan Wan couldn’t escape unscathed.
"So well-behaved," Nan Wan said as she took the tissues Qingqing handed over, patting her cheek with a smile, "Thank you."
Qingqing, proud of being praised, lifted her chin, "You’re welcome."
Maybe the previous miserable experience served as a warning, this time the Pea Princess acted more like a young lady, not in such a hurry, sipping gently.
Qingqing lay beside watching quietly with interest, finding her sister’s way of drinking milk very adorable.
The phone placed on the desk rang just then, and she seized the opportunity to speak, "Auntie, can I feed little sister her milk?"
Nan Wan looked at Qingqing, unsure, "Can you do it?"
After all, she was still a baby herself.
Qingqing’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she confidently moved the cradle next to the sofa, earnestly assuring Nan Wan, "Auntie, if you put little sister in the cradle, I can hold the bottle for her. I’ll be very careful and won’t make her cry."
"Okay."
Nan Wan smiled and, following Qingqing’s ’instructions’, did as she asked, then went to the desk to take the call.
It was Mr. Mu calling.
After pressing the answer button, a deep and pleasant voice sounded by her ear, "Has An Ge woken up?"
Sure enough, the first question was about Pea...
"Mm, just woke up," Nan Wan told herself, there’s no need to be jealous of this.
Qingqing and Pea seemed to be getting along well, so nothing uncontrollable should occur for now.
Nan Wan, holding the phone, leaned back on the sofa, raised her hand to massage her sore neck, relaxing her nerves, "Big brother brought Qingqing over; we’re playing in the study."
"Big brother’s off for the weekend too, and Lu Yao has nothing to do," Mu Jin Huan strode out of the meeting room, carrying a chill and slightly frowning, "Are they trying to tire you out?"
Not even a word of greeting, is Mrs. Mu to be ordered around just like that?
Nan Wan clamped the phone between her shoulder and ear, raising her hand to stretch lazily, "It’s just for half a day, they said they’d come pick her up tonight."
Two is manageable, but once Jiu Jiu wakes up, how are things going to work out...
Hearing what she said, the man’s tone still wasn’t very pleasant, "What supposedly important things do they have to do that they need to avoid Qingqing."
Nan Wan snuggled into the sofa, looking up to see Qingqing entranced by feeding Pea, whispered softly, "I don’t know, they seem to have been arguing."
Even a wise judge can’t settle a family affair.
The displeasure in Mu Jin Huan’s dark eyes lingered, his sharply defined features still showed indifference, but he softened his tone, "Let the servants watch them, you have work tomorrow, don’t exhaust yourself."
The warmth in his deep voice was unmistakable.
"Mm, I know," Nan Wan responded softly, a flood of sweetness breaking through her weariness, "Did you call because something happened?"
As they approached the elevator, Secretary Tang, following behind the boss, quickened her pace a few steps, pressed the button, then retreated to the side.
Once the boss strode into the elevator, she followed in, shrinking into a corner, trying to minimize her presence.
After all, you can’t eavesdrop on the boss’s corners.
Mu Jin Huan’s tall and upright figure stood in the elevator, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up to his elbows, his lower arms hidden in the pockets of his suit pants, his gaze fixed on the descending numbers.
Noble and indifferent, yet his eyes carried warmth.
His thin lips parted lightly, slowly stating, "There’s a problem with the project in the North Suburb, I might be home a bit late. The signal there is bad; I’m worried that if Mrs. Mu calls and can’t get through, she’ll think I’m doing something to betray you, so I’m giving you a heads-up in advance."
Nan Wan, "..."
A trace of redness crept silently up her ear.
Luckily, there were only two children in the study, one who couldn’t even crawl yet, and the other wholly focused on the sibling beside her, so no one noticed Mrs. Mu’s embarrassment.
She raised her hand to tuck her long hair, trying to hide the flush rising behind her ears.
Softly muttering, "I’m such a generous and virtuous person, how did you make me sound like some pampered housewife with nothing better to do than to imagine trouble?"