Chapter 20

"Of course, you are the one. Grandma treats you much better than me." Lu Chenfan hugged her tightly and make complaints about Tucao.

"Is Mr. Lu jealous?" Tang MuQing looked up with a bad smile.

"I don't like to be jealous," Lu chenfan drooped her eyes, and her eyes lingered on her lips. "I just like to eat you..."

The voice did not fall, then blocked her lips, seriously "eat" up.

As night falls, Rolls Royce is driving in the street with lights on.

"Shall we not go home?" Tang Mu Qing looked at Lu chenfan beside him and asked.

Rolls Royce doesn't seem to be heading for landhouse.

"We have a dinner with Zeyang and Ruiqi at the eighth mansion." Lu chenfan turned her head and gently held her hand.

Thinking of the delicious food of the eighth residence, Tang Mu Qing's eyes were covered with a layer of smile, and she drew an afternoon's design draft in Lu chenfan's office, which made her feel really hungry.

In the luxurious and imposing residence No.8, the corridor is covered with exquisite European carpets. As he walks, Tang MuQing ponders over what food to eat. From time to time, he looks like a child and gives a dish name to Lu chenfan. Lu chenfan leads her with his left hand, and walks forward without squinting. There is a smile on his noble and arrogant face and a light shining under his eyes.

"It's wonderful!" Xiao Zi, who followed closely, looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Just the next second, Tang MuQing's smile that went straight to the bottom of his eyes faded away, and his surprised expression froze at the corner of his mouth.

The two people who came to talk to each other also saw them. They swept her with hot eyes, and finally stopped at her and Lu chenfan's fingers clasped hands. Their eyes gradually became dim.

Tang MuQing subconsciously wants to release the hand tightly held by Lu chenfan, but is held more tightly by Lu chenfan.

"MuQing! Such a coincidence! Why are you here? " One of them saw her and said hello warmly.

"President Wang." Tang MuQing came back to his senses and said hello with a smile. He was the director of the star orphanage. He was in his early fifties, and his face was amiable.

"Lu Shao!" President Wang saw Lu chenfan beside her and bowed down respectfully.

Lu chenfan just glanced at President Wang lightly, and his sight shifted to Xu haoxuan behind him.

"I went to other places two days ago. I heard you came to the orphanage," Wang said excitedly to Tang MuQing. "Look, this is haoxuan. It's haoxuan! Haoxuan is back from America

Tang Mu Qing is stiff smile, do not know what kind of reaction to do.

Xu haoxuan's sharp eyes came back from their hands. His face was covered with a layer of indifference. He came forward, looked at Tang MuQing, and said coldly, "what a coincidence."

Then the eyes on the same clue to their own Lu chenfan, stretched out his hand: "Lu Shao, I've heard a lot about you."

Lu chenfan's cold face is like a sculpture, with a slight chill on his face. The corners of his mouth hook up in an arc and stretch out his right hand.

"Mr. Xu, each other."

The seemingly friendly greetings made Tang MuQing feel an invisible war, and the air seemed to be frozen and condensed by the cold feelings from the two people.

"It's great to meet Lu Shaoshi here. The orphanage will have a charity party the day after tomorrow. I still want to send an invitation to Lu's tomorrow! I hope Lu Shao can come. " President Wang didn't seem to feel the atmosphere of the sword in the air. He looked at Tang MuQing and said, "MuQing is bound to come this year, just like in previous years? The kids miss you so much

"Of course." Tang MuQing smiles at him, turns his head and whispers to Lu chenfan: "let's go. I'm a little hungry."

"Good." Lu chenfan turned his head and looked at her fondly, holding the hand that had not been released from the beginning to the end, went straight over Xu haoxuan to the box.

In the large and exquisite VIP box of No. 8 residence, Feng Rui talks with strange words, which makes Li Zeyang and Tang MuQing laugh from time to time.

Tang MuQing secretly looked at Lu chenfan beside him, and always felt a trace of anger on his grim face.

Is he angry?

Because of the unexpected meeting just now? Or is it because she just unconsciously released her hand?

"I seldom have a meal with my goddess. What are you doing with a straight face?" Feng Ruiqi looks at Lu chenfan discontentedly.

"Because you are too noisy." Lu chenfan didn't take a sip of red wine.

"Is it too noisy for me? I found that no one can do it without you Feng Ruiqi seemed to think of something, "that day, I moved so many of my treasures from my rest room. I haven't settled accounts with you yet! Especially those two bottles of red wine, I can't bear to drink them myself

"Goddess, look at ah Chen. It's ungrateful to cross the river and tear down the bridge, or you can think about me..." Feng Ruiqi looks at Tang MuQing with adoration on his face.

Tang MuQing took a sip of orange juice and pretended not to hear it.

"No one can do it without you." Lu chenfan coldly glared at him, "No. 8 residence is all yours. It's not a small matter for you to move something from here?"Tang MuQing suddenly understood that they were talking about the day of his father's birthday. It turned out that the eighth residence belonged to Feng Ruiqi's family.

"Then you have to make it up to me." Feng Ruiqi looks at Lu chenfan with disgust on his face and thinks how can there be such a person in the world who "gets cheap and sells well".

"Whatever you want except my wife."

Tang Mu Qing's heart trembles, Lu chenfan's tone seems to be calm, but there is a trace of domineering announcement.

"What I want most is occupied by you. What's the meaning of the others?" Feng Ruiqi sighed bitterly.

Suddenly my eyes lit up.

"Why don't you play a song for me, goddess! I like watching you play the piano best, but it's a pity that you only play that once in every concert. "

"It seems that you are really Mu Qing's brain powder. You know her things so clearly." Li Zeyang said with a smile.

"It's because I can't play very well, so I seldom play it. The concert is also to satisfy the audience and reluctantly play it." Tang MuQing laughs sheepishly. She is not very good at playing the piano.

"It doesn't matter. I don't mind. How about playing a song for the head of your global support team now? " Feng Ruiqi points to the black grand piano in the corner of the box.

"Well Tang MuQing got up and went to the piano and sat down slowly. The other three people also got up and sat down on the European sofa beside them to drink.

Tang MuQing's white and slender fingers are nimbly walking on the upstream of the black and white piano keys, and the elegant and beautiful melody slowly overflows. It is a familiar "canon".

Listening carefully, the three people seem to be in front of Tang MuQing to a dream world.