Mu Shuangshuang felt Mr. Mu was running away too disgracefully.
This is just the trouble Mu Dade started for the Old Mu Family. Hard days haven't even come yet. With this kind of level, how will they withstand Mu Dade's future attacks?
After laughing, Mu Shuangshuang calmed her mind and turned to give Lu Yuanfeng a sweet smile.
Mu Shuangshuang was nice to her own people.
Cold to those who weren't good to her.
"Fengzi, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you."
"Anything, whatever Shuangshuang makes, I love to eat."
Lu Yuanfeng wasn't picky; whatever Mu Shuangshuang made, he ate.
"Alright, then I'll make corn porridge, grind some mung bean soup, and each of us will have a bowl of sour, spicy, and refreshing cold noodles. How does that sound?"
"Couldn't be better, then I'll wait to eat."
Lu Yuanfeng rarely joked, and when he smiled, his big white eyes almost blinded Mu Shuangshuang.
