Chapter 143
Just imagine, if Song Qingying knew the existence of the "plot", what would she think?
The natural heroine should be loved by everyone, loved by the second male lead, and spoiled by the male lead, becoming the darling of this world.
Unexpectedly, the hero fell deeply in love with the vicious female supporting role, and she became the so-called "supporting role"...
If you have never known some things, then the sadness will pass after a while. But once you know them, the huge gap will make you psychologically distorted and become unlike yourself.
This is human nature.
There were not many people passing by the stairs. It was quiet and filled with the unique smell of disinfectant that is characteristic of hospitals.
Jiang Qiao lowered his eyes to hide the fluctuating emotions in his eyes.
As the sun set, Jiang Qiao walked out of the hospital gate and immediately saw a black Maybach parked not far away.
She was stunned for a moment, then curved her lips, and her calm eyes were filled with a faint light.
"How did you know I was here?" Jiang Qiao asked as soon as she got in the car. As soon as she asked the question, she felt annoyed.
The bodyguard drove her here and must have told Lu Xun, so the person who came to pick her up changed from the bodyguard to Lu Xun.
"How long have you been here?" Jiang Qiao asked eagerly.
There were many yellow sycamore leaves on the roof of the car. Lu Xun must have rushed over from the company as soon as he got off work.
Because of the jog, the girl's breathing was a little rapid, and she hadn't recovered yet. Her cheeks were flushed, and her beautiful big eyes were blinking.
Lu Xun looked at her for a while, then put the back of his hand against her face and replied, "Not long."
Jiang Qiao boldly held his hand and pressed it against his face, his palm pressed against the girl's soft and fair cheek. Lu Xun's body was a little stiff, but the girl smiled with curved eyebrows: "You lied again~"
The word "again" is very spiritual. Lu Xun pursed his lips and said in a tense voice: "It's a holiday today, so I got off work early and came here."
The man's palm was dry and warm. Jiang Qiao couldn't help rubbing it. As expected, he felt the man become more stiff. He deliberately said, "Oh~ Leave work early~"
She said, "Mr. Lu, did everyone leave work early, or are you the only one?"
Lu Xun could not help but hear the girl's teasing, his expression remained unchanged: "Employees need to receive holiday gifts, and you can go home after receiving them."
Jiang Qiao said "Oh" with a long tone, and the ending sound was accompanied by a small wave: "Mr. Lu is so generous~"
“Jiang Qiao.” Lu Xun said with a hint of helplessness: “Be normal.”
Humph, why is she abnormal? Jiang Qiao threw the man's hand away from his face, turned his face to the window, and said in a stern voice: "Drive."
Lu Xun: “……………………”
Childish temper.
There was still a soft touch on his palm, and Lu Xun rubbed it subconsciously with his fingertips. There was a tenderness in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.
The vehicle was driving smoothly on the road.
Jiang Qiao stared at the car window quietly. From an angle that the man couldn't see, the playful and bright smile on her face had faded.
Lu Xun's profile was superior, but it was not clear through the car window, blurring the sharp lines and making him look a little gentle.
Jiang Qiao suddenly thought of the description of him in the novel - Long Aotian, a man with a miserable life, rational and cold-blooded, was redeemed by the kind and sincere heroine.
Just a few short sentences and a few cold words seemed to summarize his whole life.
Jiang Qiao admitted that she felt guilty for a moment in front of Song Qingying.
Just talking about the plot, she is indeed like a thief, stealing the male protagonist who belongs to Song Qingying.
But... Jiang Qiao quickly realized that this is a real world where everyone is independent and has their own thoughts and consciousness, and there is no such thing as who belongs to whom.
When the plot and reality are completely separated, Lu Xun is just himself, not the so-called "male protagonist" who can be summarized by a few cold words.
Lu Xun is rational but not cold-blooded, and he never needs anyone to save him. He has always been saving himself. People who are strong enough can heal themselves.
Lu Xun can like anyone, he will not be pushed by the so-called plot. It is Song Qingying who can't figure it out and is blinded by the so-called "halo of the heroine".
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The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Qiao returned to the villa after rehearsal. Not long after, Gu Xing came in with mooncakes in his hand.
Wang Jie, who was behind him, was carrying a box of hairy crabs and fruits. He kept a distance from Gu Xing, indicating that they were not together.
Lu Xun was cooking in the kitchen. Jiang Qiao went to open the door and saw two people coming in one after the other. He was stunned for a moment, then politely invited them to come in and sit down.
The aroma of spicy fried chicken in the kitchen wafted into the living room.
"Hmm...it smells so good..." Gu Xing smelled the fragrance, intoxicated, threw the mooncake on the table, and went to the kitchen: "Auntie didn't go home for Mid-Autumn Festival--"
Seeing the person cooking in the kitchen, Gu Xing stopped talking and choked back.
When he realized what was happening, he widened his eyes and rubbed them in disbelief.
Who can tell him who this man in a pink apron cooking in front of him is? !
The movements were neat and skillful, and the expression was cold and ruthless...
His expression was too exaggerated to be ignored. Lu Xun frowned and said in a cold voice, "Get out."
Gu Xing swallowed his saliva, closed his jaw manually, and said with admiration: "Okay, Brother Xun."
Don’t ask him why he is so servile, the reason he wants to stay here for dinner today!
Jiang Qiao made some tea and brought it to the living room, and saw Gu Xing leaning close to Wang Jie's ear, whispering something, his eyebrows dancing with excitement.
Assistant Wang, who always had a fake smile on his face, looked impatient, disgusted and helpless.
As soon as he saw her coming, Gu Xing immediately sat up straight, pointed at Wang Jie, and said directly: "Sister-in-law. He said he wanted to stay for lunch."
Wang Jie said nothing: “………………???!!!”
Where's your dad?!
Jiang Qiao, who witnessed everything: “……………………”
Jiang Qiao smiled and was about to say "OK" when the doorbell rang again.
What happened today?
Jiang Qiao opened the door and saw Ye Qingqing standing outside with a lot of bags.
"Ding ding ding! I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival in advance. I'm here to give you a gift!" Ye Qingqing said in a cheerful tone, and looked behind her carefully, as if she was afraid of seeing something.
Jiang Qiao: “…………………………”
"Lu Xun is in the kitchen." Jiang Qiao helped carry her bags in and couldn't help asking, "What did you buy? Why are there so many?"
"These are my favorite snacks. Don't worry, they won't make you fat. They also contain beauty and facial supplements. I guarantee you'll be prettier after eating them." Ye Qingqing said with a wink.
What a good sister she is! Jiang Qiao was amused.
Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, "Does Mr. Lu usually cook when he's at home?"
"No, I cook a lot." Jiang Qiao lied without thinking: "I'm a great cook."
Ye Qingqing: “……………………” I don’t believe it.
"To capture a man, you must capture his stomach. Don't do the opposite and get caught by Mr. Lu." Ye Qingqing said earnestly.
She didn't stop talking, and two heavy coughs were heard in the living room.
"Friend, there are people here. Please keep your voice down when you are imparting your experience in controlling your husband." Gu Xing said sarcastically.
Mid-Autumn Festival ~
Friends are also family. Together with Xiao Lu and Xiao Qiao, I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! (Bow)
This chapter is a pure gathering, full of warmth~
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