Yang Feng paused, looked into Lu Ziyi's eyes and said seriously: "Ziyi, I don't wish you great wealth and honor, I just hope you are healthy, safe and happy."
The two looked at each other for several seconds, then Lu Ziyi held the flowers in one hand, stood up, hugged Yang Feng, and said softly: "Thank you"
Lu Jiaming clapped his hands from the bottom of his heart and said sincerely: "Yang Feng, I have to admit that these are the most human words I have heard from you in all these years."
"Yeah," Yang Feng glanced at him, "Today is also a rare day when we didn't quarrel."
Lu Jiaming smiled and extended his hand to him, "Let's be friends again, Brother Feng."
Yang Feng looked at him, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, and raised his hand to shake his hand. "Okay."
"What a memorable day!" Lu Jiaming sighed. "I originally thought it was too hypocritical for grown men to send flowers to each other, but I didn't expect that after you guys made it this way, it's actually quite romantic."
"What? Are you jealous?" Lu Jiayang joked with a smile.
"I'm not envious," Lu Jiaming snorted, "My grave will grow on its own in the future!"
Xiao Bao ran back to him with a laugh, waving his phone with a proud expression, "Look, Fourth Brother, I took a lot of photos!"
"Okay, let me see." Lu Jiaming hugged him and clicked on the photo album. "Not bad, Xiaobao, you exceeded your expectations."
"Of course I did," Xiaobao said with a laugh, "I filmed it from all angles and even recorded a video."
"No wonder you were circling around us just now," Lin Ze said with a smile, "you were helping to record."
Yang Feng thought about his almost out-of-control facial expression and said, "... just delete mine. Ziyi is enough."
"Why would I delete it? I took such great pains to capture this photo of my baby," Lu Jiayang said. "Don't worry, they're all pretty. There's no one ugly among us. Any photo is a masterpiece."
"That's right," Xiaobao nodded repeatedly, "Brother Feng, you can't question my photography skills."
"Okay," Yang Feng walked up to the little guy and whispered, "Send me Ziyi's photo separately."
Xiaobao quietly gestured OK.
"Is it my and Jiaming's turn to show off our finale gift this time?" Lu Jiayang said eagerly, "Brother, let's go to the yard."
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