Mu Jianjian felt a little suspicious in his heart. It was too coincidental.
She didn't believe there was such a coincidence in the world.
At this time, Feng Mo picked up another piece of fried egg for Mu Jianyan, and saw Mu Jianjian looking at Feng Yebei in a daze, with the corners of his mouth curled up under the mask.
"Aunt Mu, do you like shrimps too? You can ask dad to peel them for you."
Feng Mo felt even happier when he saw that the two of them seemed to be having fun.
Mu Jianjian came back to his senses, looking slightly embarrassed.
She gently touched the back of Feng Mo's head, and the suspicion in her heart continued to grow.
That person back then...
But then she thought it was wrong. She had already investigated it, and it would be unreasonable to use this coincidence to deduce that the person was Feng Yebei.
"No, I'm just curious, eating like this... isn't it a waste?"
Mu Jianyan twitched her lips, she would say it again every time the sugar baby ate like this.
But Sugar Baby didn't listen every time, and there would even be a bunch of rebuttals waiting for her.
"I have money and don't care."
Feng Yebei put down his knife and fork and looked up at her calmly, causing the smile on Mu Jianjian's lips to freeze for a moment.
Ah yes, it’s amazing that you have money!
She is looking for contempt on her own.
The doubt in Mu Jian's heart was completely extinguished.
Xu Shimu's simple gaze was too obvious. Feng Yebei slowly cut off the shrimp head. He forked the shrimp head with a hint of teasing in his deep eyes, "What, are you sure this shrimp head can be eaten?"
There was a small piece of something unknown in the shrimp head on the fork.
Mixed together, it really doesn't look good.
Mu Jianyan coughed lightly, "The shrimp heads contain shrimp yolk, which is edible. As for the shrimp tails... it's a shameful waste."
Feng Yebei glanced at him lightly, "If Miss Mu likes it, I will ask the butler to give you a box of... shrimp heads later."
"..."
Feng Yebei laughed.
At this time, the butler brought the last steak and heard the young master calling his name. There was no reason for it, he just said that he wanted to give Mu Jian some shrimp heads. The butler said: "???"
He didn't know why but went anyway.
Soon, he respectfully brought a big box and placed it carefully at Mu Jian's feet, "These shrimps are new today. They were still alive when I bought them. If you like the freshly picked heads, Miss Mu can take them away."
"
Mu Jianjian: "..."
She put down the tableware and stared at Feng Yebei.
Of course, in the end, Feng Yebei couldn't really give Mu Jian a box of shrimp heads, but smiled and asked the housekeeper to exchange a box of live shrimps.
The butler looked confused from beginning to end.
Seeing the three people on the table continuing to use their chopsticks, he stepped aside consciously, touched the maid next to him with his elbow, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
The maid shook her head and whispered: "This is one of the young people's ways of flirting."
"Do you think they look like a family of three?"
Having said this, the butler nodded in agreement. He crossed his hands in front of him and looked at the harmonious scene in front of him with satisfaction, "Oh, what a beautiful scene."
He raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, feeling a little sentimental.
"I haven't seen the young master smile for a long time, and I haven't seen the young master eating with such relish for a long time."
The maid who had been waiting beside her also nodded in agreement, "Yes, the young master used to only eat half a bowl of rice at most, but today he ate a bowl and drank soup."
The maid sighed: "Does Miss Mu have magic power in her body?"
The housekeeper didn't know what he thought of, so he touched the maid again and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Miss Mu and our young master are a perfect match? Just look at this man and a woman, two older and one younger, what do they look like?"
The maid looked at the butler, and then at the happy scene in front of the dining table in the restaurant. She seemed not to understand what the butler meant, and scratched her head, "What does it look like?"
"Don't you feel like we are a family? Our young master is handsome and unrestrained, and Miss Mu also has skin as smooth as gel, delicate facial features, handsome men and beautiful women..."
The butler stretched out two fingers from his left and right hands, gently pressed them together, and gave the maid a knowing look.
The maid understood.
Don’t tell me, it’s quite a bit!
When she looked at the scene in the restaurant again, there was a bit more gossip in her eyes.
"Old Zhang, don't tell me. After hearing what you said, I really feel that Miss Mu and our young master..."
The maid craned her neck and looked towards the restaurant. She suddenly noticed something and exclaimed, "Why do I feel that the young master and Miss Mu are somewhat similar? Especially those eyes and that mouth...
"
The butler fell into self-examination.
"It's not easy. I can meet a woman that the young master doesn't hate and even likes her very much. If she can really match up with the young master, it will be a blessing from God."
When I thought about it more deeply, the scene was so beautiful that the butler couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
"Really? But why do I feel that the young master looks a bit like Miss Mu?" The maid scratched her head in confusion, "I almost suspected that Miss Mu is the young master's mother. After all, there is no such coincidence in this world.
Even though they look alike, the two of them are very close to each other."
"impossible!"
The housekeeper glanced at the maid and said, "What's wrong with you? The young master obviously looks like the young master."
The maid nodded perfunctorily, but insisted on her own idea in her heart.
Although the young master was wearing a mask today, she looked at the young master every day, and his appearance was really similar.
She repeated it again, "I think so!"
The butler looked at the three people in the restaurant. The maid's words lingered in his ears. He clasped his hands lightly in front of him and frowned, feeling that what the maid said made some sense.
Looking at it this way, it seems a bit...
A bold idea came to the housekeeper's mind. Anyway, the woman who had a one-night stand with the young master has not been found yet. Let's compare Miss Mu's DNA with the young master's and try one more time... It shouldn't matter, right?