The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Yaqi glanced at him and said, "You know this, then why did you drag Uncle Lu into this just now?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Since he designed it, he should come out and make his presence felt."

Mu Yaqi glanced at the other photos on the wall. Three out of five photos had Mu Weizhen in them, and the others were landscape photos.

Mu Weizhen's clothing styles are quite diverse, not just the same old Zhongshan suits, but also include dark-colored suits and Chinese-style long gowns and jackets.

Mu Yaqi took a quick look and found that none of his clothes were repeated in the photos.

It's hard not to suspect that he posted it like this on purpose.

Thinking of this, Mu Yaqi took out her cell phone and took a picture of them, with a sly smile on her lips.

Go back and make fun of him.

Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng laughed: "Do you want to go back and tell me or tell me later?"

Mu Yaqi said without hesitation: "Go back and tell him. If you send him a message, he might pretend not to see it."

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows. Judging from the tone, this shouldn’t be the first time this has happened.

An interesting group of people.

Mu Yaqi looked at Lu Yuanshan next to her again, and saw that they had a good relationship.

She had seen all the photos on the wall.

Mu Yaqi shook his head and sighed, "Touching brotherhood."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her quietly, waiting for her next words.

As a result, Mu Yaqi turned and left.

Lu Chengfeng blinked: "......"

Well, she didn't say anything.

Mu Yaqi looked at him as she walked, and said with interest, "I'm curious why I didn't ask Grandpa Lu?"

Lu Chengfeng guessed calmly: "Maybe they are good brothers, and Grandpa Mu often tells you about it?"

Mu Yaqi looked at him with a smile and said, "It seems you have heard it a lot."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “That is indeed familiar.”

Mu Yaqi responded with a smile: "Did Grandpa Lu say that?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "That's not the case, it's what our father said."

Mu Yaqi narrowed her eyes thoughtfully, and said with reason and evidence: "I remember my eldest brother said that Uncle Lu often came to our old house, so it is reasonable to guess that it was Grandpa who led Uncle Lu astray."

Lu Chengfeng laughed and said, "Maybe he is just very eloquent."

Mu Yaqi looked at him and said, "The impact of the environment also accounts for a large part of the reason."

Lu Chengfeng said: "If Grandpa Mu were here now, his face would definitely look great."

Mu Yaqi said disapprovingly: "I was praising him for being talkative."

Lu Chengfeng smiled, then pulled her to sit next to him.

Lu Chengfeng sat next to her outside and winked at her.

Mu Yaqi looked at him curiously: "Not going shopping anymore?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “We’ll be out if you continue shopping.”

Mu Yaqi looked around and saw a straight passage in front of her, which led to an exit.

Hmm...it seems like it's really close to the door.

So he pursed his lips, shook his head slightly and said, "Okay."

It happened to be next to the window, and Mu Yaqi was sitting a little further inside, so she began to poke the curtains with her hand.

Heavy velvet curtains hang by the windows, adding a mysterious atmosphere to the restaurant.

But now it has become an object of entertainment in Mu Yaqi's hands.

Lu Chengfeng looked at her movements, which were quite like those of a kitten.

A faint smile formed on her lips, and she thought to herself that she had promised to show her the kitten, but she had not yet shown it to her.

It was indeed a cat, kept abroad.

They are now abroad, but on a small island.

So, let's talk about it next time. It won't be too late to take her to see it when we return.

Mu Yaqi asked, "Why is your curtain craftsmanship so good?"

This material feels better than the gold inlaid one, and the design is also very elegant.

As soon as she finished speaking, she answered on her own: "Oh, because this is a private restaurant."

It's specially designed, how can it be bad?

Mu Yaqi pouted: "Why didn't you bring me here directly this morning?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Because you didn't say you were coming."

Mu Yaqi: "......"

Okay, okay, I miscalculated.

Mu Yaqi continued to fiddle with the curtains.

I have to say that the curtains here are quite clean. Generally, no one cares too much about curtains, and even if they do, they just clean them regularly.

The curtains here are obviously changed frequently, because the wrinkles caused by the stacking of the curtains can still be seen faintly.

Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of an old gramophone placed in the corner. Mu Yaqi looked over and saw that the design was quite nice. Just by looking at it, she felt as if it would play melodious old record music at any time.

Mu Yaqi asked, "Why doesn't it make any sound?"

Lu Chengfeng didn't react for a moment and looked at her in confusion: "Huh?"

Mu Yaqi raised her chin towards the phonograph, motioning him to look over there.

Lu Chengfeng glanced at it, then understood, and said with a smile: "That is an antique, it is not easy to open it."

Mu Yaqi asked: "Then I want to listen, can you open it?"

Lu Chengfeng agreed without hesitation: "Of course."

As he said this, he was about to get up to open it, but Mu Yaqi stopped him in time.

Lu Chengfeng looked back at her, and Mu Yaqi smiled and said, "Listen to me next time when there is an event."

Lu Chengfeng had a faint smile on his face and said softly, "This cruise ship is a gift to you. You can use the things on the ship at will. Besides, there are more antiques than just this one."

Mu Yaqi said: "But this room is for the grandfathers."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "This cruise ship is mine, but the design here was proposed by Lu Zeqian. Besides, the two grandfathers also want to see you happy."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips and said hesitantly: "Then let's listen?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay."

So he stood up and turned on the phonograph.

The sound flows out slowly, a little hazy, as if it comes from the distant past, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, and each note seems to carry endless stories and emotions. The tone carries a vicissitudes of life, as if telling the past glory and loneliness, making people's thoughts drift with it, immersed in that long time.

Mu Yaqi listened to the song very carefully, and before the next song started, she shouted, "Turn it off first, come back."

Lu Chengfeng responded: "Okay."

After turning on the phonograph, he walked back slowly.

As soon as he sat down, he came close to Mu Yaqi, with a little pride in his expression, and said, "It's only been a short while, and you miss me already?"

Mu Yaqi glanced at him: "Narcissism."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and put his arm around her waist, continuing to act cute: "It's okay to be narcissistic, as long as you're not conceited."

Mu Yaqi couldn't help laughing.

Lu Chengfeng asked: "How about the song?"

Mu Yaqi considered and said, "I can't say it doesn't sound good, I can only say it has some charm, but I can't appreciate it."

Lu Chengfeng smiled: "The historical weight and vicissitudes of life are indeed very heavy, and it is indeed not suitable for our atmosphere."

Mu Yaqi asked: "Then why are you still letting it go?"

Lu Chengfeng leaned close to her ear, and even though there was no one else around, he still whispered, "If I don't let go, you'll get curious."

Mu Yaqi: "......"

Okay, you understand me.

Lu Chengfeng left her ear and said with a smile: "Wait for me for a moment."

Before Mu Yaqi could react, he stood up and went to a counter nearby.

Mu Yaqi looked at him in confusion, and saw him take out some...biscuits from the small oven next to him?

Mu Yaqi: “?”

Where did the cookies come from?

Lu Chengfeng put them on a plate, then took the tray and returned to the table where they were sitting.

The dining table was covered with a beautifully embroidered tablecloth and the tableware was neatly placed, exuding a delicate and nostalgic beauty.

Lu Chengfeng moved the tableware that was in the way aside, and then placed his biscuits in front of Mu Yaqi.

Mu Yaqi blinked: "?"

Lu Chengfeng said: “Try it.”

Mu Yaqi looked at him suspiciously, but she had already picked up... a pair of chopsticks.

She picked up a small cookie with her chopsticks.

There would be oil if she used her hands, so she preferred to use chopsticks.

Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng thought for a moment and asked, "Do I need a pair of gloves for you?"

Mu Yaqi didn't even hesitate: "No, I don't like it."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, “Well, I guessed you didn’t like it, so I didn’t take it just now.”

Mu Yaqi glanced at him: "Then why are you asking?"

Lu Chengfeng responded calmly: "I can't make the decision for you."

Mu Yaqi pursed her lips: "......"

You are so noble.