The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "That's indeed very thoughtful."

Mu Yaqi raised her head proudly: "Hehe~"

Lu Chengfeng asked again: "Don't you like racing?"

Mu Yaqi said: "Although speeding is dangerous, it is quite exciting and still somewhat attractive. But it is night time now, and for our safety, it is not suitable for speeding."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay."

Lu Chengfeng asked: "Do you usually race cars?"

Mu Yaqi answered him seriously, "Only in private occasions, when it is absolutely safe, will I do it briefly."

Lu Chengfeng said: "Next time you go racing, ask me to come along."

Mu Yaqi raised her eyebrows, looked at him with some surprise, and asked, "Why, you want to compete with me?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "There is no doubt about this. I can't beat you, and it is impossible for me to beat you, so... I want to ride in your car. I wonder if you will give me this face?"

Mu Yaqi waved her hand generously and said casually: "Here, here, here~"

......

The black Maybach was driving in the night, the lights shining on the car body, reflecting bright rays of light, making it look particularly noble in the night.

Mu Yaqi asked: "Do you like driving a Maybach?"

Lu Chengfeng said calmly: "No, it's just that people's impression of the legendary domineering president is Maybach, so I picked one at random, and this one is the cheapest."

Mu Yaqi asked sincerely: "Why don't you open the expensive ones and leave them there to collect dust?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "It won't get dusty. Besides, I'm afraid you'll say I'm too high-profile, right?"

Mu Yaqi looked at him and asked, "Isn't it a coincidence that you came here today? You didn't know I was here, so why didn't you drive a more expensive car?"

Lu Chengfeng's movements paused for a moment, and then he replied to her naturally, "It's broad daylight, so keep a low profile."

Mu Yaqi looked at him for a few times and said, "I didn't realize you had this characteristic."

Lu Chengfeng smiled faintly and said, "It's not too late to find out now."

There was a brief silence in the car, and Lu Chengfeng then asked: "Next time I will drive you out in a luxury car."

Mu Yaqi nodded and said, "Okay."

......

The vehicle soon arrived at Mu Yaqi's home.

Lu Chengfeng drove the car into the yard and slowly opened the gate.

Mu Yaqi glanced forward and said with a little surprise: "Hey, isn't that my car? You're back so soon."

Lu Chengfeng looked at her with a smile, then got out of the car, walked to the passenger door, opened it, and let Mu Yaqi get out.

After Mu Yaqi got off, someone also got off from the driver's seat of Mu Yaqi's car in front.

It’s Butler Wu.

Butler Wu politely nodded to Mu Yaqi first, then nodded to Lu Chengfeng, and then looked at Mu Yaqi again and said, "Ms. Mu, I have driven your car back for you."

Mu Yaqi nodded and said, "Thank you."

Butler Wu said politely, "Miss Mu, you don't have to be polite. It's my duty."

Mu Yaqi didn't say anything else.

Lu Chengfeng turned to look at her and said, "Then I'll go back first."

Mu Yaqi nodded, with a faint smile, raised her hand and waved to him, saying, "Bye."

Butler Wu got on the driver's seat of the car and acted as Lu Chengfeng's driver.

Mu Yaqi watched the car slowly start and then drive in front of her.

The car window rolled down, revealing Lu Chengfeng sitting inside.

Mu Yaqi smiled and waved to him again, and Lu Chengfeng followed suit and waved to her.

For some reason, Mu Yaqi found his slightly awkward hand-waving movements quite funny.

This wouldn’t be the first time he said “bye-bye” to someone, right?

Why does the movement seem a bit stiff...

Are all domineering CEOs suitable to be cold and icy?

Is it because once you’re not cold and icy, you’ll look funny?

Well...that's true. After all, he still positions himself as a "domineering president". There is a slight difference between a domineering president and a president.

Maybe he has some persistence of his own.

He maintains his decent image as a domineering president, but his behavior and words are more like a dignified gentleman, making him look somewhat warm.

So far, Mu Yaqi has not seen those legendary domineering CEO traits in Lu Chengfeng.

What kind of forced love or unreasonableness is this? I haven’t discovered it yet.

That’s right. After all, it’s just a “legend”, so it’s normal for it to differ from reality.

Now Lu Chengfeng's image in her eyes is still relatively gentle, gentlemanly and polite.

I don’t know if this image of him only appears like this in her eyes, or if he is like this himself.

Does he treat others differently?

So am I the special one?

Thinking of this, Mu Yaqi couldn't help but smile slightly.

As soon as this thought came out, Mu Yaqi frowned.

No, no, no, what are you thinking about? Isn’t this love-brained?

Just observe what Lu Chengfeng is like. It’s pointless to just think about these things.

It is completely useless and can easily lead to internal friction.

I'll go ask Zuo Huaxuan later. He's an undercover agent who has never been used.

However, Lu Chengfeng's handsome face, coupled with a gentle smile and awkward waving of his hands, is not only a little funny, but also a little cute.

Maybe this is what they call contrast cuteness.

Mu Yaqi couldn't help but nodded in agreement with her own thoughts.

As the car left the gate, Mu Yaqi couldn't help but think of his butler.

Well... this housekeeper Wu is quite capable and even knew to nod to her first.

He seems to be a smart man who can distinguish between the big and small kings.

Or maybe... Lu Chengfeng asked him to do this.

If it was really Lu Chengfeng who asked him to do this, then it would be easier.

This shows that Lu Chengfeng can also distinguish between the big and small kings.

Humph, thinking of this, Mu Yaqi couldn't help but smile complacently.

The status is firmly grasped~

Mu Yaqi entered the house only after politely watching Lu Chengfeng leave.

At this time, Mu Liangting, who was watching the show from the second-floor window, had one hand on his waist and the other hand resting on Qu Xinyun's shoulder. He pointed downstairs and gestured, "Sister Yun, look at her."

Qu Xinyu was wearing a white cheongsam made of printed silk with simple and elegant red straight buttons on the collar. She stood gracefully by the window, but it was not difficult to see a hint of curiosity in her expression.

Her face is almost exactly the same as Mu Yaqi's, with lively eyes, translucent hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, a graceful figure, and the elegant temperament of a lady from a noble family, mixed with a hint of calmness that comes with the years.

The only differences between her and Mu Yaqi are their brow bones and face shape.

To be more precise, Mu Yaqi looks like her.