Mu Guanyan stood at the door and watched Mu Nanchen decorate the children's room. She stood there for a long time before she walked in.

When Mu Guanyan walked in, Mu Nanchen noticed Mu Guanyan, "Yanyan?" The moment he saw Mu Guanyan, Mu Nanchen was also a little surprised.

Mu Nanchen didn't pay attention just now, all his attention was focused on the painting he was drawing.

"Yeah." Seeing a flash of surprise on Mu Nanchen's face, Mu Wanyan continued, "What's wrong? Are you surprised to see me?"

"Yeah, a little bit." Mu Nanchen put down the paintbrush in his hand, stood up and walked to Mu Wanyan, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Maybe I got up late this morning." As Mu Wanyan spoke, she saw Mu Nanchen's half-finished painting out of the corner of her eye.

"What are you drawing?" Mu Guanyan pointed at the painting drawn by Mu Nanchen.

Mu Nanchen didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Wanyan quietly.

"Is the painting you drew of me and my mother?" Mu Wanyan looked at the painting that was not yet completely finished.

"Yeah." Mu Nanchen drew the scene he saw at noon.

Mu Nanchen held Lin Shuyu's arm, while Lin Shuyu held the food that Mu Wanyan liked to eat.

The two of them walked home talking and laughing, feeling full of happiness.

Mu Nanchen, who was walking behind them at the time, remembered this scene in his heart, so he drew it.

Although there is only a simple outline, you can still see the warmth of this picture.

Mu Nanchen is very good at painting. Although he majored in finance, Mu Wanyan knew from a young age that Mu Nanchen was very good at painting.

Originally, Mu Nanchen's childhood wish was to become a painter, but later he was adopted by Mu Zhiyuan. Under Mu Zhiyuan's guidance, Mu Nanchen chose finance as his major.

Although he chose finance as his major, Mu Nanchen never gave up his original dream and minored in fine arts.

"I didn't expect your painting skills are still so good." Mu Wanyan sighed as she looked at the painting drawn by Mu Nanchen.

When Mu Wanyan was a child, she liked to ask Mu Nanchen to draw her the most. Mu Nanchen never refused and drew many portraits of Mu Wanyan.

"Thank you for the compliment." He hadn't picked up a paintbrush for a long time, but Mu Nanchen had a good foundation. Even though he hadn't picked up a paintbrush for a long time, the paintings he drew were still very spiritual.

"No compliments, the painting is indeed very good." Mu Wanyan was not exaggerating, but really thought that Mu Nanchen's painting was beautiful.

"Do you remember? When we were little, I always asked you to draw for me, and the one I asked you to draw the most was myself."

"Remember, I remember my Yanyan was so vain at that time. Every time dad bought you new clothes, you would put on the new clothes and ask me to draw a picture for you." Mu Nanchen looked at his wife standing in front of him lovingly.

"I..." Mu Wanyan felt a little shy when she heard Mu Nanchen say that, "I was... still young at that time."

"Well, my Yanyan was still little at that time. She followed me every day like a little follower. Wherever I went, my Yanyan would follow me. Sometimes, she would even cry if I didn't take you with me." Mu Nanchen talked about the past.

"I..." At that time, she was indeed as Mu Nanchen said. She always followed Mu Nanchen. No matter where Mu Nanchen went, she would follow him.

Mu Nanchen suddenly said, "But I also like Yanyan following me." Although Mu Guanyan followed him all the time, Mu Nanchen never felt that Mu Guanyan was a burden.

"Really?" Mu Guanyan couldn't believe it.

"Ah."

"I thought you didn't like me following you all the time." Mu Wanyan said in a low voice.

"How could that be?" At that time, Mu Nanchen had just been brought back to the Mu family villa by Mu Zhiyuan. He was unfamiliar with everything here, but fortunately, Mu Wanyan had always been with him, so he was able to get out of the shadow of being trafficked.

"How could I not like Yanyan following me? If Yanyan hadn't always been with me, I wouldn't have come out of the shadows." Mu Nanchen was still very young at that time.

She experienced being kidnapped, and this incident had a great impact on Mu Nanchen. He often dreamed about this incident in the middle of the night and was often frightened awake by it.

He remembered that one time, he was awakened by a fright from a dream. He was sweating all over and his body was shaking constantly.

When he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and trembled, a pair of warm hands held his hands.

Feeling a pair of warm hands holding his hands, Mu Nanchen slowly looked up and saw Mu Wanyan with sleepy eyes.

Mu Wanyan gently held his hand, then hugged him gently, telling him not to be afraid, and kept saying, "Don't be afraid, Yanyan will always be with him."

Listening to Mu Wanyan's words, Mu Nanchen gradually calmed down.

"It's all over." Mu Guanyan hugged Mu Nanchen gently as she did before.

"Well, it's all over." Mu Nanchen knew what Mu Wanyan meant.

The pain and misfortune of the past are gone, and what awaits him is a life of happiness and joy.

"I'll help you." Mu Guanyan looked at the half-decorated children's room. She wanted to work with Mu Nanchen and participate in decorating their baby's room together.

"Okay, let's do it together." Mu Nanchen agreed.

Although Mu Nanchen agreed, he did not dare to let Mu Guanyan do heavy work and only dared to let Mu Guanyan do some lighter work.

One afternoon, the couple was in the children's room upstairs. Mu Nanchen was drawing with a paintbrush, and Mu Wanyan was helping Mu Nanchen color the painting.

After the joint efforts of the couple, a painting was finally completed.

"Okay, it's done." Mu Wanyan looked at the finished painting.

"Are you tired?" Mu Nanchen put down the paintbrush in his hand, then took the paintbrush from Mu Wanyan's hand and put it aside.

"No." Mu Wanyan shook her head.

"Come here and take a rest." Mu Nanchen pulled Mu Guanyan to sit aside.

"Come, be careful." Mu Nanchen helped Mu Wanyan sit down.

"Yeah." After Mu Guanyan sat down, Mu Nanchen sat down next to her. However, Mu Guanyan would be tired after standing for so long, so after sitting down, Mu Nanchen began to massage Mu Guanyan's waist and hands.

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Mu Wanyan saw Mu Nanchen's actions and knew that he was worried about her.

"Let me massage it for you. You must be tired after standing for so long." Mu Nanchen patiently massaged his wife's waist and hands.

Mu Wanyan looked at the painting they had just finished not far away and asked, "Can you draw for our baby in the future?"

"Of course." Mu Nanchen also had this plan. He wanted to use the brush in his hand to record the baby's growth.

Record your baby's every smile and frown, and record their wonderful life.

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