Lu Wanwan didn't really want to talk.

After a while, he said in a gloomy tone: "I want to take two more days off and stay at home for two more days."

"Okay, just tell Gu Xici." The traffic light at the intersection ahead was red, and Lu Guanghan stopped the car: "Why do you want two more days?"

"Catch up on some sleep. I haven't slept well these days." Lu Wanwan said, and yawned in cooperation.

"Why do I feel that it has something to do with your worries?" Lu Guanghan didn't believe it.

"I don't have any worries." Lu Wanwan directly rejected it from the root.

The red light turned green, Lu Guanghan started the car and guessed, "Is it related to Han Jingmo?"

Lu Wanwan's heart trembled, like a taut string, and she paused for a few seconds, then calmly denied, "No."

Lu Guanghan glanced at her in the rearview mirror and sneered, "Okay, if you say no, then no."

Lu Wanwan touched her nose.

After returning home, she kicked off her slippers and walked back to her room. She lay listlessly on the bed, feeling very depressed. Her Red Luan star just flashed twice and then went out. How sad.

I don't know how long I lay there, my phone rang twice, and I took a look. It was a WeChat message from Han Jingmo.

Lu Wanwan's body stiffened for a moment, and she suddenly jumped up from the bed, nervous and excited, and pressed the screen twice before unlocking it.

Han Jingmo: Did you take a leave?

Han Jingmo: Feeling unwell?

It turned out that I knew that she had taken two more days off.

Lu Wanwan carefully chose words and constructed sentences: It’s not a big problem, it will be fine in two days.

Han Jingmo: Did you go to the hospital?

Lu Wanwan lied: I took medicine.

Han Jingmo: Yes, take care of yourself.

Lu Wanwan: You too.

Han Jingmo: Go and get busy first.

Lu Wanwan: Go ahead, go and focus on filming.

Holding the phone, Lu Wanwan read the chat history back and forth several times. He felt that he was really boring. He had never flipped through the records like this before, and he flipped through them several times.

The scary thing is that he wanted to scroll up and read it again...

It’s just a few chat contents, what’s so good about it.

Lu Wanwan covered his face, his face was hot...

Damn, where is the thick skin you promised?

Running to the living room, Lu Wanwan looked at Lu Guanghan in shock: "I may really be sick!"

Lu Guanghan frowned: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Irregular heartbeat, my heartbeat is fast. It keeps beating and can't stop!" "

...If it really stops, you will cry."

"Oh." Lu Wanwan pounded his chest twice: "I'll slow down, maybe I'm too excited."

"What's so exciting?" Lu Guanghan was curious.

"I'm so happy to see you."

"..." Lu Guanghan narrowed his eyes slightly, something is wrong. Lu Wanwan

was still smiling, but when he remembered that Han Jingmo had a girlfriend, the corners of his mouth sank, and he said weakly: "Okay, my heartbeat has returned to normal, it's not fast anymore."

Lu Guanghan: "..." There is definitely a problem!

"I'll go back to sleep." Lu Wanwan staggered back to the room like a zombie, and lay there in a daze until the night. She thought she would dream about the Korean beauty again tonight, and do some unspeakable things below the waist that are not suitable for children.

However, as pure as she was, she didn't even dream about the Korean beauty's hair.

But her sleep quality was not good either. She woke up for a while and fell asleep for a while. When she woke up, she was exhausted.

Lu Wanwan stared at the ceiling. Beauty misleads the country. Korean beauty is too harmful!

Today is Sunday, Lu Guanghan still doesn't go to work. Lu Wanwan walked around the living room twice under his sharp gaze, and couldn't stand it anymore: "What are you looking at?"

"How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me?"

"You're just making excuses." Lu Wanwan sat down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and watched the rerun of "Peach Blossom Fan", starring Han Jingmo.

"You've watched this drama once, why are you still watching it?" Lu Guanghan took the remote control and wanted to change the channel.

"I didn't watch it carefully!" Lu Wanwan stopped him and snatched the remote control back: "I watched it in skips before, this time I watched it carefully."

"..." Facing the brain-dead fans, Lu Guanghan was speechless.

After watching for a while, Lu Wanwan's mobile phone got a message notification sound. It was from Han Jueming: Grandpa and I haven't celebrated my brother's birthday yet. We will make it up tonight. Sister, come over!

Make up for the birthday? At grandpa's house?

Lu Wanwan sent a WeChat message to Song Chi: Did Han Jingmo take

a day off today? Song Chi: It's not a day off. There are no night scenes tonight. He will go home after finishing the afternoon scenes. But I don't know if he is going back to his own home or to another home.

Lu Wanwan is feeling sensitive right now, and asked for some reason: What other home do you mean?

Song Chi: It can only be understood but not expressed in words.

Lu Wanwan touched his chin. These eight words are very meaningful. After

thinking about it, he replied to Han Jueming: We celebrated his birthday on the set, so we won't go. Have fun.

Han Jueming: Grandpa said that my sister must come over!

Lu Wanwan: It’s not very convenient.

In this case, Han Jingmo’s parents might be here too, how embarrassing.

Han Jueming: Very convenient!

Thinking of Han Jingmo’s girlfriend, Lu Wanwan asked curiously: Did your brother bring other people home?

Han Jueming: No, my sister is here. I haven’t seen you for a long time.

Han Jueming: Grandpa said that if I don’t invite my sister over, I won’t have any food tonight, wuwuwu.

Lu Wanwan: A hungry meal can clear the liver and improve eyesight.

Han Jueming: ...I’m going to cry!

Lu Wanwan: Don’t, wait until we’re done talking before you cry.

Han Jueming: ...I’m really going to cry!

Lu Wanwan: Be good, pat my head.

Han Jueming: Grandpa said to let Brother Zhengyi drive to pick you up, and then have him take you home in the evening. It's very safe.

...The arrangement was quite thoughtful. Lu Wanwan looked up at Lu Guanghan.

"What's wrong?" Lu Guanghan asked.

"Is it okay for you to have dinner alone at home?"

"Where are you going?"

"The old leader kindly invited me to dinner..."

"Rejected." Lu Guanghan looked indifferent.

"Rejected, but failed." Lu Wanwan was also very embarrassed.

In the end, I don't know what Lu Guanghan was thinking, but he agreed to let her go.

But Lu Wanwan was afraid and didn't want to go very much, for fear of meeting Han Jingmo's parents.

As a result, the old man personally sent her a message, asking her to go.

Lu Wanwan sighed. The old man had stepped in, and she couldn't refuse anymore.

After going back to the room and choosing for a long time, she put on a set of clothes and carefully applied light makeup. She felt nervous and uneasy, as if she was going to an interview.

She didn't bother Liu Zhengyi to pick her up, and even drove to the set to take Han Jingmo home. Lu Wanwan gave herself full marks for being so considerate.

However, she was a "patient" and was on leave, so it was not convenient to drive the car directly to the set. She parked nearby and waited for Han Jingmo to come.

"I'll drive." Han Jingmo walked over and knocked on the glass window.

"No, no, you must be tired after filming all day." Lu Wanwan turned on the doting wife-loving mode: "Hurry up and get in the car, I'll take you."

"..." Han Jingmo turned to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

"Do you want to listen to music? Or take a nap? You must have been busy these past two days. If you are tired, just go to sleep. I will call you when we get there." Lu Wanwan was backing up, enduring her pounding heart, suppressing her desire to look at him, and pretending to ask casually. She was so busy that she was exhausted.

[Author's side note]: Thank you all for your concern. I love you all.