1092. Please, President Lu, share the blessings equally.

She bit her lower lip, looking at Lu Moqing with a wronged expression. Because she thought about Yan Xu's earlier analysis, she knew Lu Moqing was repulsed by Qiao Xu, so she didn't worry about annoying Lu Moqing.

"Brother Moqing, I didn't mean anything else. You are Mom's son, so I call you 'brother' out of politeness. Why does it seem like to Madam Lu that you're going to become my lover?"

As she said that, she bit her lip again with a wronged expression, looking at Lu Moqing and hoping that he would scold Qiao Xu severely.

Anyway, there was no outsider around at this moment, so even if Lu Moqing really turned a cold face to Qiao Xu, it wouldn't matter.

Lu Moqing, however, looked at Yan Yufei with cold eyes and said:

"Aren't you Mr. Yan's daughter? I heard that you are older than my wife. You, a twenty-eight-year-old old woman, call me brother like a little girl, aren't you disgusted?"