Chapter 78
But today, Lu Xun actually endured it.
Gu Xing saw his confusion, laughed and said, "You can't figure it out, this is Cupid's treatment~~"
The ending sound was full of pride, and Wang Jie's mouth twitched.
What the hell, it even involves Cupid.
Due to the heavy filming schedule, Jiang Qiao asked Lu Xun for several days off in a row. When she had some free time, she would have to stay in the villa for at least a week.
It was already dark when Jiang Qiao returned to the hotel from the crew. After dinner and a shower, she lay on the soft big bed and suddenly thought of Lu Xun.
I don’t know if his back injury has healed. She applied medicine to Lu Xun again when she went back last time.
Come to think of it, a cold person like Lu Xun would not let others help him.
The more Jiang Qiao thought about it, the more upset he felt. He simply sat up and walked to the French window, opened his phone to edit the message, and when he was about to send it, he hesitated for a moment, but still clicked send.
Downstairs in the hotel, in the dim night, a black Maybach was quietly parked in the shadow of the corner.
From this angle, you can see the lights on the ninth floor. The curtains block the view inside, and you can only see the slender silhouette printed on the curtains.
In the quiet and dim car, a cell phone ring sounded without warning, breaking the silent atmosphere.
The man seemed not to hear anything, his dark eyes still staring intently at the slender silhouette high up.
Half an hour later, the lights in the room went out, and all that was left was darkness. Lu Xun slowly rolled his sore eyes and lowered them.
The next morning, Jiang Qiao rushed to the crew for the last shoot.
With the director’s “Cut”, Jiang Qiao’s first second female lead role officially came to an end.
"Congratulations, you performed really well. I am impressed by you!" the visitor said in a casual tone.
Jiang Qiao got a headache when he heard the sound.
After many days, when she had almost forgotten about it, Wang Tang came again.
He was still wearing his own unique style today. His top was a clean white shirt, and his pants were full of rips.
Calling them ripped jeans is too modest, it's clearly a hole growing out of the pants.
This outfit only shows his flamboyant temperament, and others can't pull it off.
He was holding a large bouquet of bright and eye-catching roses in his hand, and he attracted 100% of the attention.
"Miss Jiang, happy wrap-up~" Wang Tang smiled and handed a large bouquet of roses to her.
Jiang Qiao could feel the gazes from everyone around her. She took a deep breath and said, "Don't you know my name?"
She's calling me Miss Jiang all day long, being sarcastic to someone.
"I know." Wang Tang said. He smiled and explained, "It's so unfamiliar to call by name."
Is it not strange to call her Miss? Does this person have any special fetish for cosplay?
"Don't you like roses?" Seeing that she had no intention of continuing, Wang Tang pretended to have suddenly realized something: "Then I will buy other flowers in the future, sunflowers, platycodon, or buy them all at once, whatever you like..."
Jiang Qiao couldn't stand it any longer, so she snatched the rose from his hand, turned around and threw it into the hands of the director who was watching the gossip, and said loudly, "Director Liu, these are the flowers that Teacher Wang Tang sent to our crew. I wish our drama can be as popular as these roses."
Director Liu and other staff members: “………………………………”
Wang Tang: “…………………………”
Yes, is that so? ! Director Liu was in the entertainment industry after all, and he quickly woke up from his confusion, making no mistakes and taking advantage of the situation: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for taking so much notice of this drama. I wonder if I will have the honor to invite you to take some photos of the starring team?"
Wang Tang: “……………………”
While the director was pestering Wang Tang, Jiang Qiao quickly slipped away. Seeing Mu Xue, who was in a daze, she quickly pulled her away.
When she arrived at the lounge, she locked the door with her backhand, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the lounge chair.
Seeing Mu Xue still standing there in a daze, Jiang Qiao sighed: "He treated you like that, why do you still like him?"
That night, the crew had a dinner together. Behind the rockery in the garden, Wang Tang pinched her neck without any mercy.
Mu Xue bit her lower lip and said softly, "He saved me. If it weren't for him, there would be no Mu Xue today."
In the second year of her debut, 22-year-old Mu Xue went abroad to attend a red carpet event. She got lost on the street and was almost dragged into a car by several rioters. It was 19-year-old Wang Tang who saved her.
In the dense and flying snow, he was like a scorching sun, suddenly descending on the ice and snow of Mu Xue, melting the ice and snow.
This is a very clichéd story of a hero saving a beauty.
But throughout history, there are still many people who are willing to devote themselves to someone.
“…Then why did he…”
Jiang Qiao didn't tell the whole story, but Mu Xue knew what she was going to ask. She smiled bitterly and said, "He thought I was pestering him. He said if he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have bothered to save me then..."
Jiang Qiao stopped talking, she didn't know how to comfort her.
There was a knock on the lounge door. Unexpectedly, it was Zhou Tao's voice. Even through the door, one could hear the apology in his tone: "Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to bother you. I didn't expect him to come again. I'll take him away right away."
“……………………”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tao left, probably to arrest Wang Tang.
After waiting for a while, Jiang Qiao came out. He looked around and indeed did not see Wang Tang.
"Then I'll leave first. See you at the promotion meeting." Jiang Qiao said to Mu Xue.
Mu Xue's eyes were still red, and she nodded: "Promotion meeting."
Jiang Qiao returned to the apartment first. The first thing she did was to charge her phone. She turned on the phone and found that the message she sent last night still hadn't received a reply. She felt a little disappointed, just a little bit.
After opening her phone and browsing for a while, she saw the advertisement on the phone and realized that today was Chinese Valentine's Day.
No wonder Wang Tang was holding such a big bouquet of roses.
Jiang Qiao thought of a cold and handsome face without warning. He would not send flowers with his personality...
Straightforward, passionate roses.
The apartment had been unoccupied for a long time. Jiang Qiao rested for a while and then started cleaning. She picked up a bag of garbage and went downstairs to throw away the garbage in her home clothes.
On an early autumn night, the breeze is a little cool and feels very comfortable on the skin.
Not far away, there was a black Maybach parked. Wang Jie withdrew his gaze from the car window and saw the cold and focused eyes of the man in the back seat from the rearview mirror.
He sighed: "Why not just go to her?"
"Why do you want to go?" Lu Xun didn't even bother looking at him.
Then why did you come to spy on others? !
Wang Jie has never been in a relationship, so he really doesn’t understand the idea of a love brain.
He said seriously: "Today is Qixi Festival. If you appear in front of Miss Jiang now, she will definitely be very moved and deepen her feelings for you."
Lu Xun stared at the girl's flying hair in the night, his dark eyes calm, and after a while he said, "She won't."
Mr. Lu, the first person to cook with a cold face
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