Lu Rang rushed back to the photography studio.

"Ding—" The elevator doors opened.

The floor where the photography studio was located was brightly lit, yet unusually quiet.

Most of the staff appear to have left.

Lu Rang frowned slightly, walked towards the only area that was still lit, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Shang Wu was standing in front of the backdrop, tilting her head slightly to listen to the photographer's last few suggestions.

She nodded occasionally.

Mark stood not far from her, leaning against a prop table, holding a bottle of water, but did not come closer.

But his gaze remained fixed on Shang Wu, his eyes focused and appreciative, which Lu Rang found extremely irritating.

Only the three of them and the photographer's assistant, who was packing up equipment, remained in the studio.

Lu Rang lifted his foot and walked over.

Hearing footsteps, Shang Wu and Mark turned around at the same time.

"Lu Rang?"

Shang Wu was a little surprised, "Why are you back again? Have you finished your work?"

She looked a little tired, but she still smiled gently when she saw him.

Mark straightened up, a smile quickly spreading across his face, a hint of surprise and understanding flashing in his eyes.

He took the initiative to explain, his tone natural and appropriate: "Lawyer Lu arrived just in time. I had just finished work. I felt bad for making Shang Wu wait so long, so I stayed to keep her company until the end. I was just about to see her off."

This explanation was reasonable and made him seem very gentlemanly.

But Lu Rang didn't believe a single word.

His gaze lingered on Mark's face for a second, but he didn't respond at all, as if Mark didn't exist.

The next second, Lu Rang walked directly to Shang Wu, very naturally took her hand, his grip a little tight.

"Go home when it's over."

His voice was low and emotionless.

But Shang Wu could sense the subtle low pressure emanating from him.

"Okay, sure."

Shang Wu nodded and politely said goodbye to Mark: "Mark, that's all for today. Thank you for your hard work. See you tomorrow."

Mark's smile remained unchanged: "See you tomorrow, take care on the road."

His gaze swept over Lu Rang's hand, which was tightly gripping Shang Wu's, and a faint trace of regret flashed deep in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

Lu Rang completely ignored him, took Shang Wu's hand, and left the photography studio without looking back.

They remained silent the entire way.

Once inside the car, Lu Rang locked the doors.

The enclosed space instantly shut out the outside world, leaving only the sound of their breathing.

Shang Wu blinked, turned her head, and looked at him.

Lu Rang's profile appeared somewhat cold and hard in the flowing light and shadow outside the car.

Shang Wu couldn't help but reach out her other hand and gently place it on the back of his hand that was gripping the steering wheel.

Her voice was gentle: "What's wrong? Are you upset again? It's really just normal work, Mark..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Lu Rang suddenly turned to the side and leaned over without warning, placing one hand on the back of the chair next to her ear, trapping her between the seat and his chest.

His eyes were dark, churning with undisguised possessiveness and a hint of grievance.

"I know it's work."

He interrupted her, his voice hoarse, "But I just don't like the way he looks at you, I don't like him making any excuses to stay by your side, not even for a second longer!"

Lu Rang's tone carried an almost childlike obsession.

Shang Wu's heart softened suddenly. Looking at his jealous expression, she realized that he was becoming more and more childish and adorable.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his furrowed brow: "You're getting more and more stingy."

A dark glint flashed in Lu Rang's eyes. He lowered his head and his warm lips precisely covered her slender neck, giving her a light but firm kiss on that fair skin.

"you……"

Caught off guard, Shang Wu gasped, her body trembling slightly.

Lu Rang did not continue, but left a clear yet ambiguous red mark there to mark his existence.

After doing all this, he raised his head and looked at the mark, seemingly somewhat satisfied, but his eyes remained stubbornly fixed on her.

"That way, I won't be angry anymore."

Shang Wu was both amused and helpless, touching her slightly hot skin with her fingertips: "I have to be on camera tomorrow, I don't even know if the concealer will be enough to cover it up."

She said that, but there was no real blame in her tone.

Shang Wu leaned forward and kissed the corner of his tightly pursed lips.

She teased in a low voice, "Okay, if you can't cover it up, I'll just say it was my dog ​​that bit me. Let's go."

Lu Rang's tense expression relaxed, his ears turned slightly red, and he realized that his behavior just now was a bit too childish.

He sat back in the driver's seat and started the car again.

Throughout the journey, he held Shang Wu's hand tightly with his right hand, their fingers interlocked, never letting go for a moment.

The next morning.

The atmosphere at the dining table was warm and cozy.

Lu Rang, in a good mood, served Shang Wu a fried egg.

Shang Wu rubbed her aching back and gave him a stern look.

Lu Rang smiled and said, "When I was about to go to sleep around 2 a.m., you were the one who kept bothering me. In the end, we stayed up for more than an hour. Let's go home early today and I'll give you a massage."

Shang Wu blushed with embarrassment and then talked about Lu You going downstairs.

She had changed into a smart business suit, her makeup was exquisite, and her expression was normal, as if the drunkenness had never happened.

"morning."

Lu You greeted him naturally and sat down to eat breakfast.

"Sister You, are we going to the law firm today?" Shang Wu asked.

Lu You took a sip of milk and said calmly, "No, I have some work to take care of here. I have an appointment with someone, and I'll go straight back over there as soon as I'm done."

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