Mu Yuan's house is located just above the old house of Mu Nanshu, ten meters in elevation difference.
Cao Qi frowned deeply, his face inexplicably dark: "Aunt, is it because of the conflict between Mu Yuan Uncle and Mu Leng Uncle, that Lu Cheng also carries resentment against me?"
Cao Qinghua: "Small-minded people can do anything."
Cao Qi had never interacted with Lu Cheng before, but having mixed within the system, he had some ability to read people: "But from my recent chat with Lu Cheng, I don't feel that he is such a petty person."
"You may know a person's face but not their heart, who knows what Mu Leng might have told him?"
"Maybe his family has always been jealous of how well you're doing, and they'll step on you if they get the chance."
"Mu Leng and his wife are not benevolent people."
Cao Qi pursed his lips, after thinking carefully, said: "Aunt, I still believe that Lu Cheng is not like that."
