After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

On the return flight, because Lu Yuan booked the ticket, he naturally sat in first class.

I don't know if it's because of the low season of travel, or what Lu Yuan did, but there are only the two of them in the entire first-class cabin.

After the flight attendants properly provided the catering service, they withdrew from view, and the entire cabin became their private space.

As a result, Mu Song felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, it was another four and a half hours' journey, and sitting side by side with Lu Yuan made him feel more uncomfortable than when he was with Zheng Fei.

Mu Song looked at the empty cabin, tentatively, and discussed with Lu Yuan, who stretched out his long legs and blocked his way out.

"Well, I think it's quite empty today. Otherwise, I'll sit over there, so we can have more space."

Lu Yuan listened, did not move, looked up at him.

"Isn't this seat spacious enough?"

Lu Yuan looked at Mu Song with a serious expression, as if he was really discussing the matter of "spacious or not".

But the inadvertent flash of light in his eyes clearly said, "Want to leave? What are you dreaming of?".

Mu Song: ...

Seeing Lu Yuan pretending to be stupid, Mu Song was so angry that his teeth itch. Moreover, he suspected that when Lu Yuan chose his seat, he had already considered it.

He was by the window, and Lu Yuan was by the aisle. Every time he got up, he had to pass by him, even if he didn't take the initiative to speak.

This dog man is really...

Mu Song sighed, decided to keep out of sight and out of mind, turned his head, looked at the clouds outside the window, and began to wander in the sky.

This trip was originally used to clarify his own thoughts. By chance, he got to know volunteers who support education. After a week of practice, he became more certain about the life he wanted in the future.

Therefore, no matter how much Lu Yuan pestered him, he would not change.

The previous plan was to have a good chat with Lu Yuan after returning home from this solo trip, but unexpectedly, Lu Yuan chased after him.

And the several in-depth conversations that were forced to advance, it seems that the effect is not good at present, but he is not surprised.

After all, if Lu Yuan had listened to him, they wouldn't be here today.

In this case, let's love whoever, anyway, he is a ox, and when it comes to his stubborn temper, Lu Yuan is still worse than him.

Competing with him, Mu Song is confident that he can't lose, and after a big somersault for ten years, he, who is no longer young, can't afford to lose.

Lu Yuan is entangled, let him entangle, and see how long he can last.

Mu Song was disdainful in his heart, snorted lightly, and closed his eyes, preparing to conceive the new article he was brewing, when suddenly he felt dark in front of his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Song raised his eyes vigilantly, and saw Lu Yuan leaning over half of his body, lying in front of him.

"I... saw you fell asleep, so I pulled down the shade for you."

Only then did Mu Song turn his head to sweep away, and sure enough, the shade of the window beside him had been pulled down, blocking the glare from the window.

……

"Thank you."

Since you want to be a stranger, you should pay attention to the basic social etiquette.

Mu Song suppressed the emotions on his face, put on a calm protective look, looked at Lu Yuan, and said nothing more.

"Between us..."

"Lu Yuan, in the future, don't use this word anymore, you and I don't have any 'we' anymore."

Mu Song looked at Lu Yuan with a calm face, but the coldness in his eyes would never make people think that he was just joking.

In the past few days, Mu Song reflected on it. The fact that Lu Yuan has been so entangled has nothing to do with his failure to put his firm attitude into words and deeds.

In fact, his original intention was to feel that there is no righteousness in the business. No matter how you say it, they have been tossing each other for ten years, so there is no need to keep them out of touch.

What's more, in the matter of feelings, love and hate coexist, and if you really let go, love and hate will disappear.

Love and hate are gone, and it is normal to say hello and casually say a few words when meeting.

But who knows, Lu Yuan really can't give a good face.

Say a few more words, even in Mu Song's view, Lu Yuan can draw people in with his words that are already very ruthless.

Not to mention, treat him politely.

Mu Song carefully considered, if he wants to cut it clean, he should sharpen the knife faster.

He didn't believe how long the President Lu, who had a face as big as the sky, could really hold on for so long when he kept slapping his face and refusing.

A day or two is acceptable, January and March are considered to be patient, any longer...

Mu Song felt that the shrewd Lu Yuan would not spend too much energy on a "project" where the input was obviously greater than the output.

After all, there are too many choices before him.

Opportunity cost is often the biggest cost.

Sure enough, Mu Song's sarcasm, coupled with his cold eyes, made Lu Yuan's confident confidence suppressed again.

For a while, he didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he could only sit upright resentfully, and nestled back in his seat.

Lu Yuan stopped, and Mu Song heaved a sigh of relief, then turned his face away again, narrowed his eyes, and continued his interrupted writing, but heard Lu Yuan's lingering voice again.

"Well... I, our group, want to donate to a rehabilitation center for children with autism. Do you have a reliable NGO recommendation?"

Mu Song opened his eyes, turned his face, and stared at Lu Yuan, trying to see the flaws in his face, but found nothing.

"Ahem, why did I suddenly think of..."

"It didn't come to me suddenly. Last time, didn't you hold some kind of art exhibition? I was very impressed that time. I always wanted to do something, but..."

Lu Yuan looked back at Mu Song, in addition to sincerity, there was also a hidden pain in his eyes.

Now, Mu Song didn't have much doubts. After all, he took Lu Yuan to that art exhibition, hoping that Lu Yuan could help with something.

It was Children's Day this year, and the NGO where he has been volunteering organized a painting competition and exhibition for autistic children across the city.

He thought it was a good opportunity for Lu Yuan to recognize this special group.

Because Lu Yuan likes painting. Although he doesn't paint himself, he likes to collect, and his appreciation taste is not bad.

Therefore, Mu Song said to take him to see an art exhibition, without mentioning that it was made by autistic children.

After arriving at the scene, when Lu Yuan was attracted by the talented paintings, Mu Song introduced the authors of these paintings and this special group of people to him in a timely manner.

Then he took him to participate in the on-site painting workshop, and watched with his own eyes how this group of special children used the paintbrush in their hands to draw amazing works.

At that time, Mu Song could feel that Lu Yuan was greatly shocked. Although he didn't say anything on the spot, he asked a lot of questions on the way home, and finally said that he could do something if needed.

Doing public welfare is nothing more than manpower, material resources, and financial resources. President Lu counts every second, and it is more reliable to help out with some money.

Therefore, Mu Song was quite happy at that time, thinking that he finally found a link with Lu Yuan outside of his relationship.

Even, very divergently, fantasizing that if Lu Yuan gradually fell in love with public welfare, maybe they could jointly establish a public welfare fund...

Unexpectedly, just a few days later, a bloody birthday party happened. Even the emotional connection between them fell apart, and the public welfare undertakings were also shattered.

Thinking of the last bowl of blood that extinguished the fire of love in his heart, Mu Song's eyes darkened, and there was still a slight soreness in his heart.

But it was quickly suppressed.

After all, after three months, no matter how strong the emotions are, they have become soft. What's more, he already has a more important goal, those petty loves, let's go, let's go...

"The one where I used to volunteer was pretty good. It's very professional, and the people are nice. Working with them should save me a lot of worry."

"Okay, get off the plane, introduce the person in charge for me?"

"Okay, I'll give you his phone number..."

"That... can I ask you to help me connect? The group has never done this before. I'm afraid I can't handle it myself, and I don't feel relieved to hand it over to the people below."

Lu Yuan looked sincere, but Mu Song was stunned for a long time, not knowing how to answer.

What Lu Yuan meant was that he wanted to pull him to do this together, which would require contact and communication with large and small affairs.

Once he agreed, it was like giving Lu Yuan a bunch of legitimate reasons, dangling in front of his eyes.

But if they refuse the Lu Group's funding just because of the problems between them, what they will miss is the opportunity for hundreds of autistic children to achieve themselves.

Looking at Lu Yuan, Mu Song had no choice but to secretly scold this bastard, his rank is really high.

Even if he "calculated" him so blatantly, it would be difficult for Mu Song to find a way to break the situation.

"How is it? The first cooperation, the amount will not be too large, about 1000 million, and it will not be too difficult to operate."

Lu Yuan moved closer, no matter how serious his tone was, his hormonal voice sounded infinitely alluring.

Mu Song lowered his head and struggled for a long time.

"You let me think about it... In the past six months, I have to concentrate on my review."

"Okay, anyway, it's never too late for good things, when you're free."

Lu Yuan pursed his smile, retracted his body, nestled in his seat, and spoke again after a while.

"If this project is completed, you can donate to Hope Primary School or something. The Qingfeng Town Primary School that I went with you, I think the facilities are quite poor. I don't know how many schools like this..."

"Lu Yuan, why are you doing this?"

Mu Song raised his head and looked at Lu Yuan.

Although Lu Yuan is willing to spend money and mind on public welfare, it is definitely a good thing to benefit others and himself, but Mu Song does not want him to turn this pure thing into a "rose" to please him.

In that way, the motivation deviates from the original intention, and as a result, the taste will naturally change.

Lu Yuan saw Mu Song's seriousness and knew that his answer was very important, so he calmed down and thought for a long time before speaking.

"The main purpose is to make you happy."

……

Mu Song was not surprised by this answer, it was also his expectation, but he did not expect that Lu Yuan would say it directly.

But thinking about it carefully, going so straight is in line with Lu Yuan's personality of playing straight balls.

After a short moment of astonishment, Mu Song looked more serious than before.

"When doing public welfare, I am most afraid of being wrong..."

"So, I want you to handle it."

Lu Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I came here to make you happy, and I also wanted to take this opportunity...to get close to you. It's true that my thoughts are not pure, but you are pure, and I can't be more at ease if I leave it to you.

Besides, you told me that day that I am not the only one in this world, I thought it was nonsense at the time..."

Hearing this, Mu Song's eyelids twitched, and just as he was about to start scolding, he heard what Lu Yuan said.

"But after thinking about it carefully, I think what you said is quite reasonable."

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The author has something to say:

Mu Song: Did you, before, think that what I said was nonsense?

Lu Yuan: How come?Wife, wife, what you said is very reasonable, I will listen to you from now on! / shivering

Mu Song: But I think it is, otherwise why would it all go to the garbage dump? /indifferent

Lu Yuan: ... woo woo woo, my wife's level of cursing is getting higher and higher. /heartache