Lu Mingfei noticed that Mrs. Zhuo had been sizing him up, which made him even more nervous, more so than going on a mission.
An An bit into a shrimp dumpling, watching them as if they were constantly staring at each other.
She found it a bit strange and couldn't help asking, "Mom, what are you looking at?"
She thought Lu Mingfei wasn't bad-looking, but with the eternal male god dad at home, plus two perfect younger brothers,
so, in her eyes, male beauty shouldn't have any allure.
Ningyan gave An An a sideways glance; this silly girl was really too worrying.
She composed herself a bit, cleared her throat, "Alright, is everyone full?"
Lu Mingfei nodded, "Auntie, thank you for breakfast. An An doesn't have anything going on, so I'm leaving now."
"Goodbye, no need to see me off."
An An was not the least bit polite, he could leave if he wanted.
"Alright, I'm off, goodbye Auntie."
After saying it, Lu Mingfei looked up at Zhuo Anan, then turned around and left.
