Chapter 612 Dispute

Looking at Nan Zai, who looked similar to himself, Gu Jingchen's heart softened into a puddle of water.

"Be good, just hold me."

Gu Jingchen rubbed Nan Zai's little head, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Nan Zai was not polite and just played in Gu Jingchen's arms, letting out some crisp laughter from time to time.

Mu Nansheng, who had changed his clothes, stood beside him, quietly watching the father and son fighting with each other, and smiled helplessly.

She really couldn't understand the strange atmosphere between father and son.

When they are good, they want to stay together every day, but when they are bad, they pinch each other all day long.

Anyway, as long as Nanzi doesn't cry when being bullied, Mu Nansheng will pretend to be invisible.

Anyway, Gu Jingchen has a sense of proportion and won't bully the little guy Nan Zai too much.

Seeing that Mu Nansheng had packed up, Gu Jingchen hugged Nanzi and went downstairs with Mu Nansheng in his arms.

Downstairs, Mrs. Gu was already sitting in the dining room.

After saying hello, they all started to eat.

Mrs. Gu kept looking at Nanzi, her eyes full of joy.

Mrs. Gu felt dumbfounded as she tugged at Nanzi's training clothes.

"My dear grandson, you have class in the afternoon, why are you wearing these clothes so early in the morning?"

Nan Zai swallowed the Xiao Long Bao and his eyes lit up: "Because I was waiting in a hurry and wanted to go to class as soon as possible."

Gu Yiwei couldn't help laughing.

The child is so innocent and looks forward to his brother's Taekwondo lessons.

They'll know what it feels like after they try it.

Anyway, Gu Yiwei didn't want to take Gu Jingchen's class anymore.

To put it nicely, his brother taught him Taekwondo lessons, but to put it badly, he was just a human mat.

"My good nephew, you will suffer a lot."

Nanzi held the bowl and blinked.

Hearing the gloating in Gu Yiwei's words, Mrs. Gu clicked her tongue and said nothing to Gu Yiwei.

"You brat, why are you trying to scare my sweet grandson? Our Nanzi has practiced Taekwondo with his father a few days ago, so there is no need to suffer as you said."

Gu Yiwei repeatedly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, you are right, I was talking nonsense, I was talking nonsense."

Mrs. Gu snorted coldly and put on a kind smile again towards Nan Zai.

"My dear grandson, if you want to eat anything, tell grandma and grandma will cook it for you and your classmates."

Nanzi raised his eyes and thought for a while, "Nanzi will like whatever grandma makes."

"Ouch!"

Mrs. Gu was so coaxed by Nan Zai that she almost burst into laughter. She touched Nan Zai's cheek and coaxed: "Nan Zai has such a sweet mouth. Grandma will do everything for you."

Mu Nansheng pursed her lips and smiled, quietly watching the interaction between Nan Zai and Mrs. Gu.

Seeing that Mu Nansheng was in a daze, Gu Jingchen gave Mu Nansheng a small steamed bun. He frowned and reminded, "Mom, you are too spoiled to him."

"You do not understand."

Mrs. Gu refused flatly: "Don't think that I don't know that you want to educate Nanzi using your father's education method. Now that your temper is so dull, I regret letting your father carry out such a serious education for you."

Mrs. Gu continued: "I don't expect anything now. I just hope that our Nanzi can grow up happily, be lively and live happily."

Gu Jingchen said solemnly: "He is the eldest son, and he has the same responsibilities as me."

Mrs. Gu sighed: "Ask yourself, Chen'er, do you think you are tired from growing up?"

Gu Jingchen raised his eyes: "Responsibility is more important than tiredness."

Mrs. Gu was speechless and looked at Gu Jingchen helplessly.

His son has been bound by so-called responsibilities since he was a child. Except for his resolute decision to marry Mu Nansheng in this life, he has always completed everything according to the standards expected of him by others.

The atmosphere gradually became dull. Mu Nansheng did not dare to speak and looked at each other with Gu Yiwei.

Nanzi held his bowl and looked at Mrs. Gu with smiling eyes.

"Nanzi feels so happy."

Hearing Nanzi's words, the mother and son who were still arguing stopped and looked at Nanzi in surprise.