My Reborn Wife Is Delicately Pretty

The nanny apologetically interrupted the family of three.    

Chuchen replied with a smile.    

The nanny first thanked Chuchen, then handed the string of wind chimes over. She said apologetically, "Our wife does not allow Miss to casually accept gifts from others."    

The little girl's facial features were delicate, white and tender, like a beautiful doll. Chuchen wanted to hug it when she saw it, but she did not dare to casually stretch out her hand. After all, she did not recognize it.    

She did not take the string of wind chimes and said with a smile, "This is a gift from my son to my little sister to play with. Whether or not you want to take it back depends on his intentions."    

The nanny looked at Mu who was still being carried by Ye Junhao.    

Mu struggled to get down.    

Ye Junhao bent down and put his son on the ground.    

"Aunt gave me Windling."    

Mu reached out his hand, wanting to get the wind chime back.    

Just now, he gave it to his little sister because he thought it was too much of a hassle to run with Windling. Since the little sister's mother did not allow her to accept gifts from others, then he would take it back.    

He had always liked this string of wind chimes.    

The nanny bent down slightly and was about to return Windling to Mu.    

"I want... I want it."    

The little girl was unhappy. She felt that if her brother gave it to her, it would be hers.    

She stretched out her hand and cried in a childish voice, "Mine."    

However, the nanny still returned Windling to Mu. The little girl immediately pouted, tears in her eyes, but she did not cry. She just looked at Mu like that, looking pitiful and pitiful.    

Mu Chuchen and her husband did not make a sound. Windling was the son, so they would decide how to deal with his son. They would not coax their son to give their son's things to others just because the other party's child was crying.    

"Miss, can I take you to buy a skewer?"    

The nanny quickly coaxed her little master.    

The little girl still had that pitiful look as she looked at Mu with tearful eyes.    

"Sorry, let's go first."    

The nanny politely said. When Mu Chuchen nodded and smiled, she also nodded. Then, she carried the little girl and turned around to leave. As she walked, she coaxed the little girl.    

"Auntie."    

Mu was in a dilemma for a while. When the nanny turned around and left with the little girl in her arms, he called out to her.    

He held the string of wind chimes and jogged in front of her. He raised his head and raised the string of wind chimes. The sea breeze blew and the wind chimes made a pleasant sound.    

"Auntie, I gave Windling to the little girl. It's her stuff."    

Even though he liked the string of wind chimes very much, since he had given it away, he had no reason to take it back. It was mainly because the string of wind chimes had made the little girl cry.    

Looking at the little sister's pursed lips and teary eyes, Mu felt that it was familiar. Yes, because when he felt wronged, it was also like this.    

When the little girl saw Mu pass Windling to her, she wanted to take it, but she was held by the nanny. If the nanny did not bend down, she would not be able to reach it.    

The nanny smiled and explained, "Little friend, the mother of the little sister does not allow her to casually accept gifts from others. Even if we accept it now, our wife will return it to you later."    

Their wife always said that if she received benefits from others, she would have to do things for them and owe them favors.    

The thing that their wife hated the most was owing favors to everyone.    

Therefore, she didn't allow anyone in the Hsu Family to accept gifts from others, not even a blade of grass.    

Mu raised Windling's hand high and did not retract it. Hearing the nanny's words, he thought for a while and said childishly, "Auntie, let the little sister play first. The little sister won't cry anymore. Auntie will return Windling to me."