Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"Who has the final say in this family?" Lu Zhanting was angry, everyone was afraid of Mingjianuo, but this was not Ming's family, but his private residence!

When Lu Zhanting was angry, the servant was frightened, and immediately said, "We will clean up immediately, and clean up immediately."

Yun Wei smiled on the side and said softly: "Ting, might as well leave these things to me to deal with."

"Don't dirty your hands." Lu Zhanting really didn't like Mingjianuo, and he didn't want Yunwei to touch Mingjianuo's things at all.

The corners of Yun Wei's lips formed a perfect arc, and said: "When I came back, I saw an old clothes donation station on the road, let someone send the clothes over there."

She took a look at the jewellery again, and they were all pretty good. The Ming family really loved Ming Jianuo, and the things she bought for her were high-value and good-natured items.

She thought for a while and said: "What can be donated is used for donation, what can be used is used for donation, and the money that has been used is just going to be put into charity. What do you think?"

When Lu Zhanting heard that her idea was good, he nodded and agreed: "Yes."

"It happens that there is a charity organization under my mother's name, so let's donate it over there." Yun Wei suggested.

Lu Zhanting curled his lips and said to his servant: "In the future, anyone who brings something to the house privately will be handled in this way. No matter how much they get, they will all be donated."

The servant said immediately: "Yes, master, grandma."

When the servant turned around, he couldn't help but muttered secretly that the young grandma's method was wonderful, not only could she handle these things skillfully, but Mingjano might not be so bold in the future.

Soon, they took things to deal with.

Yun Wei smiled and said, "No matter how many things she will bring, we must always let her know what it means to go or not to return."

Lu Zhanting's cold face always showed a smile because he admired Yunwei's behavior.

He whispered: "Take you to the room upstairs."

Yun Wei followed him upstairs.

After entering the room, Yun Wei discovered that the room was also arranged according to her favorite furnishings and colors, although it also added elements of his existence, but in all aspects of feeling, it was still based on her preferences.

It seemed that Lu Zhan Ting really spent a lot of time arranging and arranging to be able to make her feel free.

She turned back and threw herself into his arms, and kissed him on her tiptoes, "I like it so much, Ting."

"Do you like me or the room?" Lu Zhanting lowered his head, the smile in his eyes reaching deep.

"I like it all." The smile on her face was arrogant and sweet and harmless, red lips were printed on his angular face again, she pecked on his face and then backed away, and went to look at the things in the room. .

Lu Zhanting was still not satisfied. He pointed to his lips and whispered, "Here."

Yun Wei stood on her toes again and stamped his thin, perfectly-lined lips.

But this seal couldn't be separated. Lu Zhanting had already restrained her, pressed her in his arms against the guest, and kissed her hard.

When Yunwei couldn't breathe, he stopped, and said in a low voice, "I waited for you for a long time when you were not yet 18 years old. At that time, I said that I would pay interest..."

"Isn't it enough after paying so long?" Yun Wei's face was slightly flushed with a smile.