Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Mother Nan didn't speak any more, she just looked at her kindly.

Nan Yan was very happy.

When I was in the Meng family, the elders of the Meng family had almost the same gaze, even more kind than this.

But at that time, Nan Yan always felt that these gazes were fake.

They treat themselves well because they are hypocritical. After all, they are the richest man's family in Binhai City. If they treat themselves badly, they will be easily criticized.

They are afraid that others will talk about them badly, so they are so kind to themselves.

Fake, all fake.

Unlike now, Nanmu's love for her is real.

After all, she is her own daughter
Thinking of this, she raised the corners of her lips and said softly: "Mom, let's eat then."

"Okay." Mother Nan's eyes moved, looking at the few dishes on the table, "I made your favorite food today, try it quickly."

She didn't deliberately make things difficult for her daughter.

Because I know she doesn't like curry, but I made several dishes today, but the coke chicken wings next to it are indeed Nanyan's favorite food.

She said this on purpose to see what Nanyan would do.

After Nanmu said it, Nanyan also felt a little strange, she realized something.

After seeing the food on the table, she even thought, what if there was something she didn't like on the table and she chose the wrong one?
After all, she didn't know Nanyan's preferences before.

Therefore, she could only look down at the food on the table at the moment. Several dishes were made with curry added, and only one chicken wing was added with cola.

Coca-Cola Chicken Wings is actually her favorite too.

but……

She also prefers curry.

Unexpectedly, this previous life was exactly the same as my own preferences.

She picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of curry beef.

"Thank you mom, it's delicious."

Nan Yan didn't have any doubts. After all, if her daughter didn't like it, she wouldn't make so many curry dishes.

Doing so many dishes at one time can only show that Nanyan liked it very much.

The more he ate, the happier Nanyan felt.

As long as the two have similar preferences, it will be more convenient in the future.

It's just that Nanyan didn't see it. After eating the curry and praising it, Nanmu's eyes dimmed.

But in an instant, Nanmu returned to her original expression, and then pushed several other curry dishes to Nanyan.

"If you like it, eat more, no one will grab you, eat slowly."

Her voice was too gentle, as if bewitching, so Nan Yan didn't notice the slight trembling behind the voice at all.

"Mom, you eat together too."

"Okay, let's eat together."

Finally, Nan Yan ate a lot of curry, and after eating, Nan Yan went upstairs.

Mother Nan sat at the dining table, lost in thought while looking at the empty plates left in front of her, and did not leave for a long time.

Probably because he sat for too long, so long that the servant felt strange and stepped forward.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Hearing the servant's voice, Mother Nan came back to her senses, and she shook her head.

"fine."

The servant looked at the plates on the table: "Then shall I take these things away?"

Mother Nan stared at the empty plates thoughtfully when she heard the words. After a while, as if she had made a decision, she pursed her lips and said, "Take them all away."

"Good lady."

Afterwards, the servant went to pack up the things, and Mother Nan got up slowly and went upstairs.

When passing her daughter's room, she found that the door of her daughter's room was not closed tightly, probably because she was in her own home, so these consciousnesses were not strict.

Nanmu walked over in a strange way.

Then, through the crack of the door, she saw Nanyan standing in front of the cabinet inside, looking at those beautiful clothes one by one, with an extremely excited little girl attitude on her face.

Immediately afterwards, she took off the skirt on her body, changed the inner skirts one by one, and tried them on in front of the mirror.

Girls like to do these things, it's nothing at all, but the skirts that Nanyan tried on were all the ones she said she didn't like before, and then put them in the closet.

But now she turned them all out and replaced them one by one.

Nan's mother was terrified when she saw it.

How did that happen?

Suddenly, her temperament changed drastically. Was she stimulated, or was it really... as the email said, not her daughter?
Thinking of this, Nan Mu wanted to be more and more sure.

She couldn't help but pushed open the door and walked in.

Nan Yan, who was trying on clothes inside, raised her head when she heard the sound.

Seeing Nan's mother walking in, Nan Yan's face changed slightly: "Mom, why did you come in without knocking?"

Hearing this, Nan's mother showed a helpless expression on her face.

"I'm here to find my daughter, do I still have to knock on the door?"

Nanyan never got along with her biological mother before, she only knew that Meng Qingning's mother would knock on the door politely every time she came to look for her.

It was because she was so polite that Nan Yan always felt that the Meng family just raised her and didn't really treat her as a family member.

"Mom, although I am your daughter, I have grown up. Can you come in and knock on the door in the future? Sometimes I am changing clothes, which is a bit embarrassing."

Nan's mother didn't take her words seriously, but said, "Yanyan, where have I never seen your whole body? When I was a child, my mother always helped you bathe. Why, when you grow up, you become shy?"

Nan Yan bit her lower lip and said nothing.

Then Mother Nan walked over and pulled up the collar for her very gently. Seeing this, Nan Yan couldn't help reaching out and hugging Mother Nan.

"Mom is so kind to me."

Mother Nan was stunned by her daughter's hug, and it took her a long time to react and pat her on the back.

"Okay, how old are you, and still so clingy? Get back quickly."

Helpless, Nan Yan could only back away, then pouted and said, "I'll just give mom a hug."

"This skirt of yours seems a little too small. How about another one?" Mother Nan avoided her gaze and looked at the waistline of the skirt.

"It seems to be a little tight, and I seem to have eaten too much recently."

"Then replace it."

Mother Nan went around behind her, trying to unzip her skirt.

Her daughter had a large birthmark on her back where she couldn't see it.

It is also because of this birthmark that her daughter has always been reluctant to wear backless clothes.

Because she thought the birthmark was ugly, and even wanted to get a tattoo on the birthmark to make other patterns.

But it was put on hold because of fear of pain.

If there is a pattern...

"Mom..." Nan Yan struggled, and said shyly, "I'll do it myself, you go out first?"

"What are you going out for?" Mother Nan pinched her lightly, "I am your mother, are you still afraid of seeing her? Or, now that you have grown up, you dislike your mother?"

"No..." Helpless, Nan Yan had no choice but to listen to her and let Nan's mother unzip the back of her skirt for herself.