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

Chapter 407 That’s My Child

When I arrived at the company and had just finished signing two documents, Mu Zheng showed up.

As soon as he came in, he threw himself onto the sofa, looking listless.

An Nansheng raised his eyes and glanced at her:

"You're not busy, you actually have time to come over here."

Mu Zheng didn't say anything.

An Nansheng put down the documents and asked, "Tea or coffee?"

Mu Zheng: "Whatever."

An Nansheng brewed a pot of tea himself.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" He pinched her chin and looked at her: "You were a thief last night. Didn't you sleep all night?"

Mu Zheng was also not vague and immediately said:

"I called my classmate and got the truth out of her."

"I did have a relationship in college and had a child. She said it was because my family objected. She wasn't very clear about the specific circumstances."

An Nansheng knew Mu Zheng well. If she had only heard these, it would definitely not have kept her awake all night.

"Did you go back and ask your mother?"

Mu Zheng nodded: "She kept crying and told me not to ask my dad. I feel that things are not that simple."

She didn't believe that her parents would break up a couple or even separate her and her child just because of the difference in their family backgrounds.

Because they have loved her not just in the past few years, she has been the apple of the Mu family's eye since she was a child. To put it bluntly, she is really more favored than Mu Ce at home.

So there is no such thing as parents indulging her or spoiling her out of guilt or making up for it.

Then there is only one reason, that man must be not good to her, which makes her parents very dissatisfied.

If Mu Zheng could think of this, An Nansheng could naturally think of it too.

She was a frequent visitor to the Mu family, and she knew how Mu Futing and his wife treated Mu Zheng.

Let’s put it this way, based on Mu Zheng’s previous playful nature and the outrageous things she did, if she were in the An family, Xu Xinci would cry and break her legs.

But Mu Futing and his wife were just talking about it, and they were afraid that their daughter would be unhappy, depressed, or not have enough money to spend.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there is indeed some caution in this pampering.

As if he was afraid of touching Mu Zheng's nerves.

The tea was ready and An Nansheng poured two cups.

"Don't worry about it yet. I'm just asking you, do you really want to find the child or something?"

Mu Zheng immediately said:

"Of course I want to find the child. I worked so hard to give birth to him. He's my child."

"What's with that look in your eyes? Do you think I want to find that man?"

An Nansheng did not answer her, and continued:

"And what happens after you find the child? Do you raise him?"

Mu Zheng paused:

"It depends."

An Nansheng didn't expect to hear such an answer.

Mu Zheng said:

"I stayed up all night thinking about these questions of yours."

"My child is now seven years old, and I haven't taken care of him for a single day. Maybe he's doing very well now and doesn't have the concept of a mother, nor does he need me as a mother."

"I think that if the child is living a good and happy life, I won't go to see him."

"If he's not doing well, I'll definitely take him back."

"It's not like I can't afford it."

An Nansheng was a little surprised. He had to admit that Mu Zheng had matured.

She is no longer the eldest daughter of the Mu family who acts according to her own temperament.

An Nansheng said: "Since you have made up your mind, then I will help you."

Mu Zheng was stunned: "You help me? You don't know anything, how can you help?"

An Nansheng said: "I don't know, but someone knows."

She pressed the internal line and called Song Ke in: "Check where Sun Huan is staying and whether he has left Fengcheng."