After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

"It's not that I care about the style, I just think it's too rushed and everyone will be tired."

Lu Yao smiled slightly and then said: "However, Zehong can arrange for family members to prepare for Feng'er's genealogy ceremony. Anyway, Zehong and I can discuss the wedding at that time."

"That's right, let's talk about the wedding later." Although Shen Qingyin didn't know why Lu Yao refused the wedding proposal so decisively, she felt that Lu Yao must have her own plan in doing so, so she didn't ask too many questions.

The topic ends here.

Shen Qingyin went back to her room to rest, while Lu Yao stayed in the room and took a nap with Lu Feng.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the mother and son woke up.

Lu Feng rubbed his eyes, looked at the sunset outside the window, and shouted to Lu Yao beside him: "Mom, wake up quickly, the sun is going down, the banquet will start soon, I haven't taken a shower yet, and I haven't done anything yet. What a cool hairstyle.”

Lu Yao was shaken awake by Lu Feng in a daze and only heard the last words.

She sat up quickly, looked at Lu Feng with messy hair, and said with a smile: "Mom thinks your bird's nest hairstyle is very distinctive, how about you keep it like this?"

Lu Feng scratched his messy hair, pouted, and protested dissatisfied: "I don't want it, I want a handsome hairstyle, I want to wear a handsome little suit, and I want to look the most handsome with Qin at the banquet. Meet little cousin Qin."

"You kid, at such a young age, you no longer have a place for your mother in your heart. You only care about your little cousin." Lu Yao gently flicked Lu Feng's forehead with her finger, causing Lu Feng to raise his hand in pain. He covered his forehead and pouted in protest.

Seeing her son thinking so much about his little cousin from the Zhou family, she felt that her son's emotional intelligence developed earlier than his father.

From a young age, I knew that I wanted to be handsome when meeting my beloved little cousin.

From this point of view, she will probably have to become a grandmother soon.

Ye Zemao specially invited the most famous designer in Beijing to come to his home to style and match Lu Feng's clothes.

After everything was done, Lu Feng looked at himself in the mirror in surprise and exclaimed: "Wow, is it really me who is so handsome and exaggerated?"

Lu Yao almost didn't laugh at his exaggerated expression.

However, looking at Lu Feng's exaggerated back hair and shiny leather shoes, she couldn't laugh or cry: "It's indeed a bit exaggerated. He doesn't look like a wealthy young master at all, but more like a popular child star."

"Mom, how about you help me re-style it? This little cousin will definitely not like it." Lu Feng begged anxiously.

"How do you know your little cousin won't like it?" Lu Yao just asked, when a cute little girl wearing a gauze skirt walked in from the door.

The visitor was none other than the little cousin Lu Feng had longed for.

Zhou Qin looked at Lu Feng standing in front of the mirror and suddenly showed a shocked expression.

It took him a long time to find his voice, and he asked in disbelief: "Are you...my little cousin...brother Feng'er?"

Hearing this, Lu Feng suddenly dropped his shoulders in frustration.

With red eyes, he hid behind Lu Yao, took Lu Yao's hand, and begged again: "Mom, please, please help me change into a prince charming look now."

Zhou Qin blinked and looked at Lu Feng who was hiding behind Lu Yao, frowned, and asked in a depressed mood: "Auntie, brother Feng'er doesn't like me, why do you hide when you see me?"

Lu Yao was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to explain.

A child's feelings are more complicated than she imagined.