Lu Mingjue deliberately pulled a long face and said, "I don't know either. Ask your father. Learn how he wooed your mother."
How would Liang Long dare?
Lu Mingjue said, "Why don't I help you ask?"
"Who will you ask?" Liang Long asked hopefully.
"Your father. I'm quite familiar with him. How about it? I'll ask him now."
"Forget it, forget it. I was just making conversation. I don't really want to know. I'm leaving. Bye." Liang Long ran away.
Lu Mingjue looked at the child's back in amusement. What were children thinking these days?
A stage supervisor brought a cup of coffee to Lu Mingjue. Usually, when Lu Mingjue came to the set, he was treated well. He nodded and said, "Thank you."
"You're welcome, Brother Lu. You're the son-in-law of our production team now. Everyone knows that you're with Jin Lan. If you have the time in the future, just come to the production team more often."
