Chapter 1100 How Can You Blame Bei Jia?

Chapter 1100 How... How can you blame Beijia?

After saying this, Madam Jiang left the room, leaving Jiang Beijia standing there with an embarrassed face.

Responding to this embarrassing situation, Mu Wanwan whispered: "Brother Beijia..."

Turning around, Jiang Beijia sat down dejectedly.

Rubbing his forehead, Jiang Beijia sighed: "I'm leaving first, you should have a good rest."

Knowing that Jiang Jingjing would not be fired this time, Mu Wanwan had no choice but to nod to show that she knew.

"Yeah."

Without saying anything else, Jiang Beijia left the room.

This time, Mu Wanwan and Madam Jiang's wishes were all in vain.

But what could Mu Wanwan do?

Jiang Jingjing was not removed, and she was injured again, which was a loss.

After sending the doctor away, An Yazhi wanted to join in the fun, but when she saw Madam Jiang return to the room, she hurriedly followed.

"Sister, what's going on? Did Mu Wanwan make a big fuss this time?"

Holding the teacup tightly with her fingers, Mrs. Jiang shook her head with a serious expression.

An Yazhi couldn't help it, "Sister, what's going on? Weren't you arguing fiercely just now?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Putting down the teacup heavily, Mrs. Jiang replied unhappily, "It's all Beijia's fault for being so willful and not listening to me at all."

"How...how can you blame Beijia?"

Mumbling, An Yazhi subconsciously defended Jiang Beijia.

"Beijia is grown up, he can't just listen to you, sister, right?"

"Heh!"

With a cold snort, Madam Jiang lowered her eyes: "He is indeed grown up, he doesn't even take me seriously."

"Sister, don't be angry."

An Yazhi said dryly, bending down to add tea: "Beijia has his own ideas and opinions, but he will definitely not disrespect you, sister."

"Ideas? Opinions?"

Madam Jiang sneered: "His ideas and opinions are just tricks."

"He is finally grown up now, and he dares to use his father's words to suppress me."

"Does he really think I am afraid of Jiang Weishan?"

"Sister!"

An Yazhi was very anxious, "It's better to say less of this kind of words, so as not to let the servants hear it."

"Forget it."

Madam Jiang waved her hand, "You go out, I will stay alone for a while."

"Yes."

Nodding, An Yazhi agreed.

"By the way, Mu Wanwan's wrist injury is related to the Jiang family. She will compete in two days. You'd better not quarrel with her. Just let someone take good care of her and don't leave any handle."

"Yes, sister. I know."

"Well, go ahead."

Even if she was unwilling, An Yazhi couldn't find trouble with her at this time.

These two days, An Yazhi did it. The meals were sent to Mu Wanwan by An Yazhi's subordinates, and she tried to meet Mu Wanwan as little as possible to avoid conflicts.

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Mu Nansheng didn't know about Mu Wanwan's wrist injury yet, but if she knew, she didn't know how gloating she would be.

In the afternoon, picking up Nanzai from school, Mu Nansheng stood beside Gu Jingchen, yawning from time to time.

I was busy all afternoon and didn't even have time for lunch break.

Knowing that Mu Nansheng had been busy with the design competition these days, Gu Jingchen naturally felt distressed.

This competition is very important to Mu Nansheng, and Gu Jingchen couldn't persuade her to be less busy, so he had to stay by her side and take care of her carefully.

After Mu Nansheng couldn't help yawning a few more times, Gu Jingchen pinched Mu Nansheng's fingers: "Do you want to go to the car to rest for a while? We are here early, and Nanzai's get out of class will end in fifteen minutes."

"Let's not do it."

Waving her hand, Mu Nansheng smiled at Gu Jingchen: "I'm not very sleepy yet, at most I can go to bed early today."

"Yeah."

Nodding, Gu Jingchen put his arm around Mu Nansheng's slender waist, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Lean on me."