The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lu Chengfeng took the flowers in his hands and twisted them around and around. Mo Yaqi watched his movements quietly from the side, her face full of curiosity, and she tried to learn something from him.

But Lu Chengfeng was very skilled at weaving, so Mu Yaqi looked at it hastily. In just a few seconds, the wreath was only half done, and she was stunned.

Mu Yaqi blinked her big, lively eyes, looked self-doubting, and asked stupidly, "Aren't you making this up too fast?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "It's actually not bad. I haven't edited it for many years. It's a little worse than before."

Mu Yaqi looked at him with some surprise, and asked suspiciously, "Is this true? You don't think I have any relevant memories, so you want to lie to me, right?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and coaxed softly: "How could I lie to you? Besides, it's such a small matter, there's no need to lie at all."

Mu Yaqi said, "What if you want to show off to me how great you are, and then make me worship you?"

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and said innocently: "This hat is too big. Although we have not spent much time together, I think I still know you better. So I won't treat you as that kind of person. That will only backfire and will not do me any good."

Mu Yaqi narrowed her eyes wisely, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "That's right. You are so smart, you shouldn't use this method to gain my admiration."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "This method may be misunderstood, so it is not very safe."

Lu Chengfeng did not stop working, but the work he was doing was almost finished: "If I want you to admire me, I should first respect you and think from your perspective. Only then can I get the result I want."

As he finished speaking, the wreath in his hand was just finished. He turned it over and checked it before handing it to her.

Mu Yaqi took it, looked at it in her hand, and felt that it was pretty good overall. The intricate branches were neatly and regularly intertwined, and it was obvious from the weaving skills that he had really put in a lot of effort.

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "The psychological activity of worship does have some effect in increasing the affection between people, but it is only subtle. In most cases, I will only do something when I am 100% sure about it when it comes to things related to you."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows: "As a businessman, are you still pursuing a sure thing?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Risks and opportunities coexist. Other things may be risky, but yours will not."

Mu Yaqi smiled and asked, "Why do you care about me so much?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Whether I care or not, I will show it with my actions, and I also believe that you can see it."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows: "Okay, you're still trying to play this trick on me."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and coaxed, "I do care about you. But you are the final judge of this matter, so you have the final say."

Mu Yaqi's lips curled up slightly, and it was unknown what she was thinking, but her expression looked quite sweet. She turned her eyes and then looked back at Lu Chengfeng, smiling and saying, "Then... help me put on this wreath."

Lu Chengfeng took it with a doting look on his face, and said, "Okay."

Lu Chengfeng turned the wreath in his hand for a few times, found a better angle to place it in front of her, then reached out and put it on her.