After breakfast, Lu Wanwan cleaned up the table. Seeing that it was only 9 o'clock in the morning, he called Lu Guanghan and told him about Han Jingmo's arm scratch.
Lu Guanghan was confused: "He was injured, why did you tell me?"
"Don't worry, the important things are coming soon." Lu Wanwan found a hidden corner and said in a low voice: "Sit down first, or find something to hold on to. I'm afraid you will fall after hearing this."
Lu Guanghan sneered: "Don't underestimate me, what can scare me?"
Lu Wanwan said calmly: "I'm taking care of him at Han Jingmo's house now."
"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and suddenly there was a bang.
Lu Wanwan asked anxiously: "What happened? Where did you fall? Does it hurt?"
Lu Guanghan got up from the ground, his voice full of suppressed anger: "Lu! Wan! Wan! Can you be more promising!"
"What can I do? I am also desperate. I am his assistant now and I have to take care of him."
"These are all excuses." Lu Guanghan said angrily: "I am still your brother, why haven't I seen you take care of me?"
Lu Wanwan was dissatisfied: "Nonsense, when did I not take care of you?"
"No matter what, come back quickly. He just scratched his hand, not a ninth-level disabled person who can't take care of himself. Does he need you to take care of him?"
Lu Wanwan looked back and saw Han Jingmo doing something in the room. He didn't notice what was happening here, but his voice was still very low: "Lu Toupai, do you want to take care of Qiao Bei's candid photos?"
"Yes!"
...
This time it was Lu Wanwan who was disappointed: "Such a decisive answer? Can't you hesitate for a while?"
Lu Guanghan ignored her and just asked: "Did you take a photo of Xiao Qiao? Send it to me."
"I'll send it to you later. As for Han Jingmo, I'll go home after changing his medicine this afternoon. It's nothing serious, don't worry."
"I'm not worried..." Lu Guanghan almost swore: "You two are alone together, how can I be worried?"
"Alone together?" Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Dear brother, thank you for reminding me."
"...What are you going to do?" Lu Guanghan had a bad feeling.
Lu Wanwan smiled cunningly: "He should be the one who is unsafe, you don't have to worry about me. That's it, I have something else to do, I'm hanging up."
After forcibly hanging up the phone, Lu Wanwan sent Lu Guanghan the photo of Gu Qiaobei that he secretly took on the set last time, and sent it to Lu Guanghan via WeChat, and it was the original photo, in high definition.
Of course, there was nothing that needed mosaics.
After sending the message, Lu Guanghan called several more times, but Lu Wanwan hung up directly and replied to him on WeChat: If you have something to say, send me a red envelope, otherwise don’t look for me.
Afterwards, Lu Guanghan transferred 8888 to her, and Lu Wanwan immediately sent her a candid photo of Gu Qiaobei.
Lu Guanghan was silent for a while, and replied with a text message: I always feel like I am doing a shameful and indescribable transaction.
Lu Wanwan: You are not wrong, that's it.
Lu Guanghan: ...
Lu Wanwan: If you don't believe in my character, you should also believe in the character of Han Jingmo, a high-quality idol.
Lu Guanghan: I believe in Xiaoqiao's high-quality idol character, but I don't believe in Han Jingmo's.
Lu Wanwan: You value women over friendship.
Lu Guanghan: ...
After comforting her brother, Lu Wanwan walked out of the corner and saw Han Jingmo sitting in the living room fiddling with his phone.
Lu Wanwan thought about it and decided to treat Han Jingmo as a transparent person. She walked over and sat on the sofa, took out a notebook from the suitcase, and wanted to log in to the game to complete today's daily tasks.
But just as she took out the computer and didn't turn it on, she heard Han Jingmo ask: "Are you unfollowing me?"
"Huh?" Lu Wanwan was stunned and looked up at him. He was holding up his phone, and the screen seemed to be his circle of friends.
...
Life is really embarrassing everywhere.
Lu Wanwan suddenly had an idea and said seriously: "I have never been a fan of you, so how can I stop being a fan?"
...
It seems even more embarrassing.
Lu Wanwan laughed dryly and tried to save the situation: "I lost a bet with a friend, so I posted this status."
Han Jingmo was still struggling with a question: "You've never been a fan of me?"
Lu Wanwan blinked and nodded sincerely.
Han Jingmo slid his finger down, and several statuses appeared on the screen of his mobile phone. They were all his photos, with text: How come the screen of the mobile phone is dirty again, I just want to lick the screen!
...
Lu Wanwan felt that it was time to clean up her circle of friends.
But now, she said righteously: "Why do you casually flip through other people's updates?"
"I don't mind you flipping through mine."
Lu Wanwan looked at him doubtfully, took out her mobile phone, opened his circle of friends, and after a few seconds of stunned, she finally understood why he didn't mind.
Because there were only a few messages in his circle of friends!
Lu Wanwan calmly put down her phone with a slight smile on her face: "Aren't we going to shoot a new drama in a few days? Why not get familiar with the script now?"
Han Jingmo didn't even raise her head and asked stubbornly: "Why did you stop being a fan?"
Because you poured cold water on me and told me to get out. Lu Wanwan roared in her heart but her face remained calm: "No."
"Didn't you stop being a fan?"
"Yes."
Han Jingmo looked up at her: "Speak nicely."
...
Lu Wanwan felt that the Gobi Desert was not enough for the Cao Ni Ma in her heart to roam freely.
She also wanted to confront Han Jingmo about why he poured cold water on her, but now she was already Han Jingmo's assistant. If she told him about this, no matter what Han Jingmo answered her, it would only add invisible embarrassment and trouble between the two of them.
This was also the reason why Lu Wanwan decided to reveal her cards after her assistant career ended in two months.
But now she didn't expect that at that time, the relationship between her and Han Jingmo was no longer something that could be explained in a few simple sentences.
Of course, this is a later story, so let’s not talk about it for now.
Now Lu Wanwan just changed the subject again: "Do you have any private photos of Xiao Qiao? Can you reveal a few?"
Han Jingmo narrowed his eyes: "Do you like him?"
Lu Wanwan's eyes turned slightly. Although she was a casual fan of Gu Qiaobei, she couldn't stop her from having a brother who was a crazy fan of Gu Qiaobei, so she nodded vigorously: "I like it."
Han Jingmo curled his lips: "Private photos, yes."
Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up: "Can you let me take a few photos? I promise not to spread them."
"Why, you want to take a few photos and keep them for screen licking?"
...
For Lu Guanghan, Lu Wanwan decided to swallow the humiliation: "You can change the way you say it to be literary, called appreciation and observation."
Han Jingmo asked with pretended curiosity: "Do you really want to see it?"
Lu Wanwan nodded sincerely again.
Han Jingmo smiled slightly: "I won't show it to you."
... If
you do this, you will be beaten up, I tell you!
Lu Wanwan decided to keep silent and stayed quiet as a chicken.
Neither of them said anything else.