Zhao Jingxing, who came out a step later, saw this and immediately stepped forward to help Lu Wanwan up: "It's only June, and you're already wishing everyone a happy new year?"

Lu Wanwan: "..."

Because she was wearing a skirt, her arms and legs were exposed. The fall caused her palms, elbows and knees to be rubbed raw. Blood mixed with mud stuck to the wounds, and she was in so much pain that she almost cried.

The edge of her skirt was also torn, and it fluttered in the wind like rags, looking particularly miserable.

Lu Wanwan had tears in her eyes and her mouth was puffy. She blew on the scratches on her palms, trying to relieve the pain.

Zhao Jingxing frowned slightly: "Go to a nearby hospital for treatment."

Lu Wanwan nodded. The wound must be cleaned. If it gets infected, it will be troublesome.

But at this time, Lu Guanghan put the phone to her ear, and Lu Wanwan asked with her eyes, what's wrong?

Lu Guanghan said unhappily: "Han Jingmo."

Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up, and her voice became a little softer: "Hey, dear, what do you want to see me for?"

Lu Guanghan heard this, and instantly got goosebumps, and his teeth were sore. If she hadn't seen that her hands were swollen like buns and couldn't hold the phone, he would have thrown the phone into her arms and not let her hold it artificially.

Zhao Jingxing took a step back and didn't listen to her talking to Han Jingmo.

Han Jingmo on the other end of the phone didn't ask her where she was or what she was doing. He just asked, "Are you okay?"

Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"

"Just now, I suddenly..." He panicked.

Before he finished speaking, Lu Wanwan felt the same way. Looking at his bleeding palm, he looked aggrieved and said, "I'm fine. I ate a lot at dinner today and gained weight again."

"It's okay to be a little fat."

"Hehe, then I'll eat more."

"...Yeah." Han Jingmo's frightened heartbeat calmed down. It was good that he was fine. Moreover, with Lu Guanghan here, Lu Wanwan and Zhao Jingxing... there was nothing to worry about.

"Are you done? Your hands are sore from lifting them." Lu Guanghan accused mercilessly.

Lu Wanwan rolled his eyes at him, said something to Han Jingmo, and hung up the phone reluctantly.

Then he went to a nearby hospital and cleaned the wound with hydrogen peroxide. Because he had to shoot a movie the next day, he didn't apply gentian violet, otherwise the color would be too obvious and affect his appearance on camera.

Afterwards, Zhao Jingxing left alone, and Lu Guanghan sent the limping Lu Wanwan back to a hotel near the film and television city.

In the car, Lu Guanghan was puzzled: "Why didn't you tell Han Jingmo about the fall just now?"

"If I tell him, he will definitely be worried, and when he is worried, I feel distressed. Alas, you, a single dog, don't understand the feeling of being in love."

"..." He shouldn't have asked.

Lu Wanwan crossed her legs and supported her arms, sitting in an extremely awkward position: "The key is, falling down is too stupid, it affects my image of being wise and brave."

Lu Guanghan sneered: "Not too stupid, but very stupid."

"You are still laughing, you don't even care about me."

"You are not made of water, what's wrong with falling down?"

"..." Hehe.

After sending him to the hotel, Lu Guanghan was still worried before leaving: "If it's really not possible, take two days off."

"I want to, but I'm embarrassed to ask." Because she kept NG these two days, the progress of the filming was delayed.

"I'll just tell Wang Bingxin."

"Forget it, we can shoot as much as we can." Lu Wanwan waved her hand, signaling him to go home quickly, it was already very late.

Lu Guanghan gave a few more instructions and drove off, but halfway through he encountered a group of people surrounding a person and making a lot of noise, causing some traffic problems.

This kind of fight was either an enemy or a fan.

He looked around and saw that this road was near Han Jingmo's home. Lu Guanghan suddenly had a bad feeling. Could it be that Han Jingmo was being watched...

Logically, as the boss, he should have been obliged to help in this situation, but since the target was Han Jingmo, he didn't really want to care.

After thinking for a while, Lu Guanghan took out his mobile phone and planned to call Lin Wei to let her come over to handle it. Before dialing the number, he raised his eyes slightly and scanned the crowd. He suddenly found that the person surrounded in the middle was not Han Jingmo, but Gu Qiaobei...

What the hell?

Lu Guanghan was stunned for a moment, and without hesitation, he dropped his mobile phone, opened the car door and walked over.

Han Jingmo could be saved, but Gu Qiaobei still needed to be saved.

After struggling through the crowd, Lu Guanghan squeezed to Gu Qiaobei's side, stretched out his hand to grab him, and whispered: "Come with me."

Gu Qiaobei's ears were numb. Although he couldn't see the person clearly at night, this familiar voice... It was definitely Lu Guanghan!

As soon as this thought came out, Gu Qiaobei was so scared that his mask almost fell off, and he immediately struggled to get rid of him.

Lu Guanghan frowned: "At this time, you are still making trouble with me?"

Gu Qiaobei almost swore: "What do you mean by making trouble? I don't know you well!"

Lu Guanghan's eyes sank, and his eyes swept over the fans around him. Some took pictures, some asked for autographs, and some reached out to touch Gu Qiaobei...

He curled his lips and smiled, and said in a deep voice: "Who dares to touch me again?"

This voice seemed to be alien, completely different from the excited shouts of fans. It echoed in everyone's ears, carrying a chill that was three points deep in their bones, so that the noisy crowd became strangely quiet.

Everyone looked towards the person who was talking, and then they saw a handsome man holding their idol's hand...

What the hell is this!

At first they thought he was a fan of the idol, but now it seems that he is a friend of the idol.

Gu Qiaobei held his forehead and wanted to disappear on the spot.

Lu Guanghan held his hand and walked out of the crowd without changing his expression.

As soon as they got into the car, Lu Guanghan started the car and said, "I'll take you home."

Gu Qiaobei: "..." Can jumping out of the car now be considered a work injury?

When they arrived at the community, after Gu Qiaobei got off the car, he found that Lu Guanghan followed him out of the car, and asked vigilantly: "Anything else?"

"Just in case, I'll go up with you."

"...Hehe."

"Today is my birthday." Lu Guanghan said lightly.

Gu Qiaobei's eyes flashed. Should he say happy birthday?

Hotel.

Lu Wanwan limped back to the room, picked up his phone with his fingers, and saw the missed calls on it. Then he realized that Han Jingmo called him.

Because the phone was muted on the set, and then forgot to turn it back on, he missed his call.

But his palms were swollen and couldn't move, so Lu Wanwan poked and poked with his fingers, called Han Jingmo, explained to him, and then teased him a few words before going to bed.

The next night, Han Jingmo arrived at the hotel a day early.

Lu Wanwan hugged him carefully, and before Han Jingmo hugged her back, she broke away from his embrace: "Baby, don't touch me yet, abstain from sex for a week, be good."

Han Jingmo: "..."