All of Yan Yufei’s courage to confess was instantly turned into a huge joke.
Unable to stand any longer, she staggered back several steps, as if her heart had been deeply wounded by Lu Moqing. She turned and ran away.
On the other side, although Qin Shuyi was led to the female guest area with other guests attending the banquet, her attention had been on Yan Yufei the entire ti as she followed Lu Moqing to the children’s area.
Although she couldn’t hear what the two were saying, it was obvious that, from beginning to end, Lu Moqing had not treated her well.
That scavenger must really like her son, she could still keep her dignity in front of others even after being treated so coldly.
The taste of watching a good show was welling up in Qin Shuyi’s eyes.
As expected, her son was nothing like others, his charm was unique. It forced that arrogant scavenger to be so persistent even at soone else’s birthday banquet.
As Yan Yufei left, Qiao Xu turned her head and narrowed her eyes at Lu Moqing, her eyes full of warning.
"Island Master Lu’s charm is as strong as ever. I was only gone for a few minutes, and you’ve already been entangled by a little demon. You really don’t give a break."
Listening to her sour tone, Lu Moqing couldn’t help but chuckle.
He bent down, took her hand, and stretched it towards his face, "Why don’t you destroy this face then?"
Qiao Xu glanced at her neatly trimd fingernails, revealing her rounded fingertips. A mont later, she looked around, as if searching for sothing.
Always ingratiating himself in front of his wife, Lu Moqing imdiately volunteered to help. "What are you looking for? Let help."
"I’m looking for a knife."
"A knife?"
There was a sudden sense of foreboding in Lu Moqing’s heart. "What do you need a knife for?"
"To destroy your face. Isn’t that what you just asked for?"
Qiao Xu answered naturally, with no burden in her heart.
She shook her hand that was being held by Lu Moqing and pointed at her nail-less fingertips, "My nails are not enough to destroy your face."
She said it with a straight face, not at all joking.
Lu Moqing’s smile at the corner of his mouth was sowhat stiff for a mont. Then, he flatteringly hugged her and said, "Although this face is quite a flytrap, it’s still good-looking. Looking at it more often is pleasing to the eye, and with a better mood, you can stay young forever. So, spare it for now."
Qiao Xu’s lips twitched at this playful remark.
She looked at him and said unhappily, "I don’t know if looking at this face can make happy and stay young, but I do know that it attracts a lot of butterflies. I’m so angry, how can I stay young?"
Lu Moqing held her without letting go and, after two seconds of silence, said:
"Alright, I’ll go get you a knife. I can’t have my wife be upset."
As he spoke, he let go of Qiao Xu’s hand and strode away. It wasn’t long before she saw Lu Moqing actually return with a fruit knife.
The muscles at the corner of Qiao Xu’s mouth twitched again, and Lu Moqing stood in front of her, handing her the fruit knife, "Go ahead."
Qiao Xu looked down at the fruit knife in her hand, a black line across her face.
This guy was becoming more and more experienced in his antics lately.
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