Chapter 723: Nian Cheng's Stubbornness

r. 。Towards Evening glanced, didn't accept, "It's alright, no need. I don't want to soil your handkerchief; I can't afford to compensate you." 。And with that, she was about to leave. 。Jiang Qi Feng hu...After just a while, Feng Mu noticed his son's low spirits. He used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of chicken wing and gently placed it on his plate.

"You like chicken wings, eat more."

Liu Niancheng let out a grunt with his nasal tone, silently picking at the rice in his bowl, but not touching the chicken wing.

Feng Mu looked at him, with a doting expression on his face, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't mind him," Menglan laughed, trying to smooth things over. "He's just being a little childish, nothing serious. You eat yours."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Feng Mu truly stopped paying attention to Liu Niancheng. He busied himself eating the meal in his bowl, occasionally praising Meng Lan's cooking skills.

Poor little Liu Niancheng sat quietly on the side, completely ignored by his own parents as if he were air.

His fingers gripped the spoon tightly, his dark eyes darted back and forth between his father and mother, his little legs kicked up in anger, he didn't even want to eat anymore.

Damn it.

It's no wonder that children in kindergarten discuss after recess how their fathers are magical creatures. Even though they don't do anything at home and get scolded the most by Mom, they always seem to find a magical way to make Mom happy.

Especially at night... I can still hear Mom's happy laughter. ~

At this thought, Liu Niancheng suddenly felt a sense of crisis. What if Feng Mu took his mommy away

Having never been loved by his father since childhood, if even Mommy was taken away from him, wouldn't he become a lonely orphan wandering the streets

After dinner, Menglan was still in a good mood and began clearing the table.

"I'll help you." Feng Mu also stood up, holding the bowl and plate as he followed her towards the kitchen.

Meng Lan didn't immediately refuse, but this set off alarm bells in Liu Niancheng's heart. He fidgeted nervously and walked towards the kitchen, pressing his ear against the door to listen to any sounds inside.

Menglan washed half the dishes before taking her phone out of her pocket and showing Feng Mu a few pictures.

"Yes, Niancheng was especially mischievous when he was young. When he was three years old, he went to pick grapes from Granny Huang's house but got bitten on the buttocks by a little Teddy dog. He cried so much in pain, and afterwards, he would hide behind me whenever he saw a dog."

As Menglan exposed her own embarrassing story, Liu Niancheng's small face flushed red.

He instinctively raised his hand and touched his buttocks, a hint of fear in his pupils.

How could mommy possibly say his embarrassing things Humph, he doesn't care about face, does he~

"Really" Feng Mu approached Meng Lan, the distance between them gradually shrinking, as if kissing her, "I'm sorry, I wasn't able to be a part of his childhood."

Menglan took out a few photos and handed them to Feng Mu. Then, she smiled gently.

"Children won't care too much. Now that Cheng has slowly accepted you, just spend more time with him."

"By the way, he has many other interesting things to tell. You stay here today, and I'll tell you all about it slowly."

"Good." Feng Mu's usually stern handsome face softened, "Listen attentively."

And Liu Niancheng, who stood at the door, showed surprise in his eyes when he heard that Feng Mu would be staying overnight tonight.

What!

When did Mommy become so fond of him

At this thought, he snorted angrily.

Darn it, was I the only one who came to Yun Cheng simply wanting to take care of their mother and child

Isn't this obvious, his goal is to attack Menglan.

He will absolutely not let Feng Mu succeed!

Menglan and Fengmu finished cleaning up the kitchen and returned to the living room, coming to Liu Niancheng's side.

The little boy was intently building a castle on the coffee table. His brow furrowed in concentration, as if he had encountered some difficulty, staring at the pile of blocks before him.

Mulan walked over and patted her son on the shoulder.

"Baby, it's time for a bath. You have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, so you need to rest early."

Liu Niancheng shook his head vigorously and explained in a low voice, "Mommy, you can't give up halfway when doing things. I must finish building this castle today."

Dream Lan knew her son's stubborn temper well, and didn't try to stop him. She smiled and spoke,

"Okay then, Mommy will help you how"

"Mommy, spare me!" Liu Niancheng stretched out his finger and gently shook it in front of her, "With your IQ, there's no way you can learn that~"

"......Dream Orchid was speechless." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

Oh no, she was even despised by her own son!

Feng Mu sat on the sofa behind her, his eyebrows slightly raised, a joyful smile playing on his lips.

"What are you laughing at" Menglan turned her head and glared at him, "If you're so capable, come build this LEGO set yourself."

No sooner had he spoken than Feng Mu bowed and, from the pile of bricks at their feet, selected one and gently inserted it into the castle.

Originally, the small castle's shape was wobbly and unstable.

This suddenly added brick, seemingly out of place, stabilized the entire castle's foundation, leaving everyone in awe.

"Wow!" Liu Niancheng clapped his hands excitedly after looking at the map for a while. "You're so amazing! I never knew it was built this way. I learned something new."

Seeing her son's admiring expression, Menglan scoffed dismissively.

Isn't it just about building with blocks.

As for being so happy~

"Alright, Little Niancheng," Menglan reached out and hugged Liu Niancheng into her arms, gently asking him, "You've played all you wanted to, now can you go take a bath with me"

"Okay." Liu Niancheng buried his head in her neck, and suddenly, he flashed a sly smile, "Mommy, today I don't want you to wash me. I want him to help me~".

After he spoke, Liu Niancheng extended his hand and pointed at Feng Mu.

"Niancheng, you're not very honest when you take a bath, so let Mommy finish washing you and have him sleep with you, okay" After hearing this, Menglan frowned tightly and didn't seem to agree much.

"I don't want to!" Liu Niancheng said stubbornly, "Mommy, I'm already five years old! I'm a little man now! The teacher said it's not okay to let girls see that easily!"

Upon hearing this, Meng Lan's eyes widened in shock.

When did my own son become so concerned with face

Feng Mu stood aside watching, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He walked forward, embracing Liu Niancheng in his arms, and chuckled, "Come now."

"Let me do it, taking a bath shouldn't be difficult."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Liu Niancheng stretched out her small arms and hugged Feng Mu's neck tightly.

Seeing the father and son walk happily towards the bathroom, Menglan felt inexplicably downcast. She couldn't help but think to herself: "This ungrateful wretch! His mother worked hard to raise him, yet he doesn't care as much as Feng Mu has in these few days!"

Menglan intentionally didn't go to the bathroom to help, but instead was tidying up the toys on the coffee table in the living room.

In a short while, she heard the sound of "splashing" coming from the bathroom. As if realizing something, she hurried her steps and rushed in.

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