Mu Chengxi walked to the door of the lounge and turned to look at Liang Luoyu. He did not forget to stab him in the end. "Don't forget to bring those things you bought back to the capital. Just treat them as my gift to Old Master Liang!"
"There's no need for that, right? Master Xi, these are all pure sweet desserts. My grandfather will probably have to go to the hospital to lower his blood sugar after eating them!"
Liang Luoyu immediately stopped laughing. He had always known that Mr. Chengxi could be quite ruthless, but he hadn't expected him to be so overboard!
Ten minutes later, Wen Xin, sitting in business class, was holding the milk tea that Mu Bei bought her. She leaned lazily against the back of the plane seat and sat cross-legged. Her gaze was cold as she looked at Liang Luoyu, who had walked in with a pile of gift boxes in his hands.
She thought that Liang Luoyu would throw those snacks away after he found out that she wasn't an old lady. She didn't expect him to bring them on the plane.
"Are these pastries really that precious to you? You went through so much trouble to bring them on the plane. Why didn't you just check them in?"
Wen Xin was really curious about whether this man's brain was not too good. Coincidentally, she knew a little about the brain, so she could help him with a medical consultation.
Wen Xin's question was undoubtedly the straw that broke Liang Luoyu's camel's back. He sat in his seat and let out a long sigh. He looked at Mu Chengxi sitting beside Wen Xin with an aggrieved expression.
"This is a gift from Master Xi to my grandfather. Master Xi was worried that the desserts would break during the flight, so he asked me to bring them…"
As he spoke, Liang Luoyu's brown eyes stared intently at Mu Chengxi. His eyes were filled with grievance, as if he would burst into tears if he said another word.
"Ha ~" Wen Xin looked at Liang Luoyu and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wen Xin turned his head to look at the man who was sitting lazily on the chair. The smile on her face was still there." It's not good for an old man to eat too much sweet food."
"It's okay. Grandpa Liang is in good health and likes to eat sweet food…" Mu Chengxi saw that Wen Xin was in a good mood. He raised his eyebrows at Wen Xin and spoke in a light voice.
"I... What the hell..." Liang Luoyu couldn't hold back anymore. He never expected such slang to come out of Mu Chengxi's mouth. Is this something a person should say?
"Young Master Liang, I advise you to stop talking. Otherwise, Master Xi will ask you to eat all the snacks before you get off the plane."
Mu Bei, who was sitting beside Liang Luoyu, hurriedly pulled Liang Luoyu back to stop him from fighting Mu Chengxi head-on. Liang Luoyu's chances of winning were almost zero.
Under Mu Bei's persuasion, Liang Luoyu swallowed his anger and sat down. He did not even look in Mu Chengxi's direction. In the past, he knew that Mu Chengxi was ruthless to his enemies.
And now, he would never have thought that Mu Chengxi's vicious schemes would be used on him.
The plane took off steadily. The air stewardess pushed the dining cart to Mu Chengxi. "Mr. Mu, this meal was prepared by our airline for you. We wish you a pleasant journey!"
Wen Xin, who had been dozing off, could not help but open her eyes to look in Mu Chengxi's direction when he heard the air stewardess's gentle voice. Coincidentally, Mu Chengxi caught her gaze.
Since she had been caught, Wen Xin was not someone who would put on an act. Coincidentally, she was also a little hungry. She wanted to know if the airline company had prepared any food for her.
Wen Xin sat up straight and looked at the dining cart in the stewardess 'hands. When she saw that there was only one serving of food on the cart, she understood that the stewardess had other intentions.
"So the big airline only serves Mr. Mu…"
Her cold voice was a little hoarse, and there was a hint of teasing in her tone.
Mu Chengxi felt an inexplicable sense of temptation when he heard it. He could not help but clench his hands on his lap.