Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Mu Fucheng was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was still wet, looking like he had just taken a shower.

Mr. Mu said unhappily:

"What time is it and why aren't you resting? Do you want to die suddenly?"

Mu Fucheng's voice came from the notebook:

"busy recently."

Mr. Mu snorted coldly: "When are you not busy?"

Mu Fucheng didn't say anything and there was no expression on his face.

No one knows a son better than his father. Old Master Mu glanced at An Nansheng and asked him deliberately:

"Why that expression? Are you going bankrupt?"

"Come back if you go bankrupt. Let your eldest brother give you a company to manage. You won't starve to death."

An Nansheng frowned when he heard this. Even if an industry as big as Mufu City was going to go bankrupt, it would not happen overnight. This was definitely his biological father.

But isn't he happy?

Then Mu Fucheng said calmly:

"Then you might be disappointed. We just signed a 10 billion order today."

Old Master Mu snorted. The better his son's business did, the less likely he would come back.

I guess no one would dare to believe that he really hopes his son will go bankrupt and come back to rely on him for support.

"Well, Nannan happens to be here, you guys can say hello."

Mr. Mu waved towards An Nansheng:

"Come here quickly, Nannan, your uncle is on video."

An Nansheng came over with a smile. She was not afraid of meeting Mu Fucheng.

I just don't know why my heart was palpitating just now.

In the video, Mu Fucheng's face looked very ugly.

An Nansheng stood behind Mr. Mu and waved his hand:

"Hello, little uncle."

Mu Fucheng had a sullen face and remained silent, his deep eyes looking coldly at An Nansheng in the video.

An Nansheng: “…”

This person seems really unhappy.

Seeing his son remained silent, Mr. Mu became anxious and coughed:

"Nannan greeted you, didn't you hear her?"

Mu Fucheng still didn't say anything, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

An Nansheng had no choice but to find a way out:

"Uncle, how are you doing recently?"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was whether his injury had healed, but she didn't dare to ask directly in front of Mr. Mu.

Fortunately, Mu Fucheng seemed to understand and finally paid attention to her.

"it is good."

No words again.

An Nansheng was about to continue teasing Heidandan when Mu Fucheng spoke.

"What's going on with the trending search?"

"Ah?" An Nansheng was stunned.

She subconsciously looked at Grandpa Mu. She never expected that Mu Fucheng would pay attention to the hot searches in the country, and she never expected that he would ask directly in front of the old man.

Mr. Mu stood up and coughed again:

"Well, I'll take Hei Dandan for a walk. Nannan, you can talk to your uncle."

"Haha, the name Hei Dandan is much more realistic than Hei Jiangjun. Our daughter is really good at naming."

An Nansheng: “…”

The starling actually understood what he heard and realized that he had gone from a mighty and domineering general to a black egg. He was so angry that he thrashed around in the cage:

"Asshole, asshole."

Mu Fucheng frowned, but his expression relaxed:

"what?"

An Nansheng quickly explained, "This is the mynah bird that Grandpa Mu brought back from Grandpa Gong."

Old Master Mu had already left, carrying the bird cage, leaning on his cane and humming a cheerful old tune.

Mu Fucheng brought the topic back:

"Tell me, what's going on with the trending search?"

An Nansheng didn't dare tell Mu Fucheng that Cheng Ran almost took him as an antidote, and only said that those photos were fake.

"Cheng Ran was drunk, and I just took him to the hospital. Ye Luoer saw him and took a picture. The angle of the picture was quite tricky."

Fearing that Mu Fucheng would worry, he added:

"Cheng Ran has accepted my favor and promised not to embarrass me again. Uncle, thank you for your concern. I'm really fine, don't worry."

Mu Fucheng leaned back in his chair, glaring at her with cold eyes:

"Am I worried about you?"

An Nansheng: “…”