Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself-Chapter 757 - 770: Just Like This, Keep Up the Good Work

Before reaching the entrance of the community, An Ran saw that tall figure from afar.

The car hadn’t even stopped completely when An Ran rushed out. "Mu Xingfeng, why are you so early today?"

"You’re actually a bit late today," Mu Xingfeng caught his little wife who ran into his arms, rubbing her head as he spoke.

"Young Master Mu, couldn’t wait any longer?" Wang Hui got out of the car and greeted Mu Xingfeng, though his words were quite provoking.

Zhang Liang also got out of the car and greeted Mu Xingfeng respectfully, "Young Master Mu."

Mu Xingfeng nodded slightly, not denying it. "Indeed, I couldn’t wait any longer."

Then he ignored the two of them and pulled An Ran’s hand into the community.

Wang Hui shook his head with a smile, "Who would have thought that the once cold-faced Yama would be like this today?"

"Indeed, I didn’t expect it, especially with such a lovely young lady," Zhang Liang echoed.

Both of them had once served under Mu Xingfeng and knew him well, but they had never seen this side of him in the three years working under him.

"Mu Xingfeng, do you know, at today’s board meeting, the directors and senior executives from Wenshan Group were simply bullying me," An Ran complained as they walked home.

Listening to the girl’s aggrieved little voice, if it weren’t for Ouyang’s recording he had heard earlier, Mu Xingfeng would have thought his little wife had been severely wronged.

But...

Bullying? Who was bullying whom? The recording clearly mentioned that she had angered them to the point of hospitalization.

"How did they bully you? Tell your husband about it." Even though he already knew, Mu Xingfeng still wanted to hear it from her.

An Ran immediately blinked her big eyes and animatedly recounted the events of the board meeting to Mu Xingfeng.

"You should have seen, that Zhang Bo, he was definitely in cahoots with Cui Deqin. Seeing them sing in tandem, they really thought I was a pushover."

"Of course, my wife isn’t a pushover. If you were a persimmon, you’d be the unripe, astringent one that would break their teeth. If they don’t end up in the hospital, then you’re not my wife," Mu Xingfeng said as he opened the door.

"Uh..."

As An Ran listened, she felt something was off.

"Mu Xingfeng, did you already know something? Did President Jin tell you?" She didn’t think it was a coincidence that Mu Xingfeng mentioned sending them to the hospital.

Mu Xingfeng turned on the lights. Under the light, his little wife blinked her eyes, shining like broken crystals, a scene of sheer loveliness.

That recording, he had listened to it twice. The girl’s delicate and lazy voice, full of pride and a bit unreasonable, saying at the board meeting, "My temper is pampered by my husband."

"My husband said, I make the call here."

Those words totally delighted him, making him unable to wait for her to come home alone, rushing to the gate to see her.

"No," Mu Xingfeng denied, his deep eyes fixed tightly on the person in front of him, "Wife, you are amazing. You are my pride. Just keep it up."

"But, Mu Xingfeng, there’s something I didn’t discuss with you. I made the decision myself," An Ran’s voice noticeably lowered, sounding a bit guilty.

"Hmm?" Mu Xingfeng raised an eyebrow. Just now, the little one was acting all high and mighty, and now she looked pitiful.