37 How come I can always run into him everywhere?

"Director Zheng has a movie that's going to start shooting soon, right? I heard that the sponsorship issue hasn't been resolved yet." Zhou Jingbai directly cut into a new topic and brushed over what had just happened.

The investment in the new movie is indeed what Director Zheng is worried about recently, because this movie is a type he has never shot before, so the response to investment sponsorship is not very good. As

soon as Zhou Jingbai said this, he started talking non-stop.

Wen Zihuan took the opportunity when Director Zheng was talking and ran away.

Then he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Zhou Jingbai. He felt that if he didn't leave, Director Zheng might even talk to him about entering the entertainment industry after the chat.

In fact, when he just realized that Director Zheng was not joking when he wanted to pull him into the entertainment industry, he was moved for a moment.

Wen Zihuan usually stayed at home and browsed his phone. Even if he didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, he would still get involved in it.

Before he entered the Zhou family, he was just an ordinary citizen. Well, in fact, even now that he has entered the Zhou family, there is not much change.

Even though his current identity is Mrs. Zhou, how many people really treat him as Mrs. Zhou.

He couldn't help but imagine himself standing under the curtain in his mind, but he shook his head violently and shattered it in just a moment.

"He just said it casually. How come I really fantasized about it? At least I have to stay in Zhou's house and work like a slave before he leaves. I'd better not think about such unrealistic things..."

After muttering, he ran to the dessert area to comfort himself with delicious food.

As a result, he was patted on the shoulder just after eating half of it. The cream cake in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he caught it quickly.

He was wondering who was so wicked and turned around to find that it was his wicked ancestor.

Lu Zhou still had a plaster cast on his body. He came to the dinner in this state. I don't know what he wanted.

"Sister-in-law really likes to eat cakes, but why is she still so thin?"

Wen Zihuan couldn't help turning his face away and rolling his eyes. What does it have to do with him whether he is thin or fat after eating? His family lives by the sea.

I thought that since he had lost both his hands and legs, he would be able to stay quiet for a while, and I would be able to have some peace of mind.

I didn't expect that he would come out to harm others even though he was disabled but

strong-willed. It turns out that madmen are not something that ordinary people can do. "Mr. Lu is injured so badly, you should just lie down at home and rest. If you get bumped or bruised outside, you really can't go out." Wen Zihuan said gritting his teeth.

"Sister-in-law, can't you wait for me? I've been lying in bed for half a month and finally got out for a walk. Why are you cursing me?"

Wen Zihuan was speechless, took his half of the cake and walked away.

Normally, Lu Zhou could catch up with him in an instant with his long legs, but now was different.

Now he is a weak and disabled man who needs to hold a cane, and he can get rid of him without any effort.

He was jogging all the way, but the moment he turned around to see if he was catching up, he bumped into someone.

What's even more unfortunate is that the half piece of cake in his hand perfectly hit the other person's suit, which looked very expensive.

[If I kowtow to him and apologize right now, will he not let me compensate? Is there such a possibility? Well, definitely not.]

Wen Zihuan raised his head to apologize, but after seeing the other person's face clearly, the words of apology were stuck in his mouth and he couldn't say them out.

"Hubby... what a coincidence."

This sentence was said at a very inappropriate time.

"It is quite a coincidence." Although Zhou Jingbai had a smile on his face when he spoke, Wen Zihuan thought it would be better not to smile.

[What can I do? Generally speaking, if he smiles when he is angry, it means he is very, very angry. If I remember correctly, this suit was given to him by Fang Xingluo some time ago. The price is not too much, it can only buy a few of me.]

Zhou Jingbai looked at the cream on the chest of the suit and felt annoyed. Director Zheng was really talkative.

If it wasn't for Wen Zihuan, he wouldn't have come to him, and he wouldn't have had to talk to him for so long.

But recently, the Zhou family has been cooperating with him, and it's not good to embarrass the other party in public.

He was almost numb from listening to it, and he finally finished the conversation and turned around to be covered with cream cake by someone. It would be strange if he was not angry.

"How about I take it to the store to wash it for you? It should be washable."

[The clothes of rich people are really troublesome. I heard that some of their clothes can't even be washed. They will be useless if they get dirty. Couldn't the one he's wearing be one of those?]

Wen Zihuan looked at him expectantly, hoping to get the answer he wanted from him.

In the end, he heard nothing. Zhou Jingbai just walked past him.

He was also confused when he saw this. Why did he leave? Shouldn't he be settling accounts with him?

But he quickly realized that this was in a public place. Zhou Jingbai has always been the most face-conscious person. He would definitely not tolerate himself wearing a suit stained with cream to attend the dinner.

As expected, seeing that he was heading towards the restroom, he quickly found a trash can, threw the messy piece of cake in his hand, and followed without stopping.

Zhou Jingbai was just about to wet his handkerchief to see if he could get the cream off first, but at this moment, a gasp came from behind him.

"Hubby, you're running too fast." Wen Zihuan patted his chest and took a breath, and then saw the handkerchief in his hand that he was about to wipe.

"This shouldn't be able to be wiped clean, right? The more you wipe, the more it will get."

"That's all your fault. What else can I do if I don't use this to wipe it? Then lick it clean for me?" Zhou Jingbai said unhappily.

Who would have thought that Wen Zihuan would come over to him with a fearless look on his face just as he finished speaking. Just as he was wondering what he was doing, he saw him sticking out his tongue to lick the cream off.

This frightened him so much that he stepped back repeatedly. Wen Zihuan, who had only stuck out his tongue halfway, was at a loss as to what to do.

"Didn't you just ask me to lick it clean? If I do that, will I not have to pay?"

[I didn't realize that he actually had such a perverted hobby behind his back, but it was worth it to save a lot of money by sacrificing his face.]

Zhou Jingbai finally understood why he had that expression just now. He was now very suspicious that Wen Zihuan had lied about his education. Was that what he meant by what he said just now?

He was so angry that he almost leaned against the wall, but the scene of Wen Zihuan sticking out his tongue just now appeared in his mind. What was even more terrible was another thing.

He quickly walked into the toilet cubicle with a slightly bent waist and a rather ugly face. When he was about to close the door, it was blocked by someone.

When he looked up, Wen Zihuan was standing there, clinging to the door tightly. "Hubby, why do you look so bad? Are you sick? I'll call a doctor for you, you must be okay."

[Could it be that you are sick because of me? If you die like this, I will have to take responsibility if I can't get the money. You must live well for me. I'm counting on you for my happiness in the second half of my life.]

"Don't call, I'm fine." Zhou Jingbai refused quickly, but Wen Zihuan thought he was insisting on calling.

He was so anxious that he simply reached out to grab his phone, and Wen Zihuan was naturally unhappy.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go see a doctor. Husband, please stop making trouble."

Then the two of them hid and fought for three rounds, and Wen Zihuan's phone successfully fell into the toilet.

Their eyes were all focused on the phone screen that was still on in the toilet.

[If he gets sick and dies later, can I use this reason to prove that it really has nothing to do with me? This is a new model that I saved up for a long time. I just used it for half a year, and he gave it to me like this...]

Wen Zihuan was so distressed that he couldn't speak, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was looking at the phone or the person.

"Did I accidentally disturb you?"

At this time, a crisp male voice suddenly came from outside the cubicle.

Lu Zhou leaned on the sink with his cane, looking at the two people who were almost pressed together in the bathroom cubicle with a teasing expression.

Zhou Jingbai looked at him with a frown on his face, and his expression couldn't be uglier.

Seeing him like this, Lu Zhou quickly raised his hands, "Why are you looking at me like that? The bathroom door is not closed, I'm just passing by, Jingbai, I can't tell, you are so serious on weekdays, but you are actually having fun behind the scenes."

"If you don't leave now, I can guarantee that your other leg will be put in a cast." Zhou Jingbai gritted his teeth and said.

Lu Zhou left with a goodbye and limped away with his cane, leaving the two people in the cubicle alone.

Wen Zihuan just noticed that the man who was only concerned about snatching the phone just now was lying on Zhou Jingbai. He suddenly felt embarrassed and wanted to stand up straight, but when he moved his body, he bumped into something that hurt.

[What is the grenade in your pocket? My God, don't look at it, don't look at it, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything, should I say something now? Or should I pretend that I know nothing and leave calmly, so that it will be good for you, me and everyone, right, do it! 】

"Oh, how did my phone fall inside, haha, so careless, haha, well, husband, I remembered that I have something else to do, I'll leave first, you go do your thing."

Wen Zihuan left a bunch of nonsense and ran away, but Zhou Jingbai had no time to pursue him, mainly because he really couldn't go out now...

Wen Zihuan trotted out of the bathroom, looking back every few steps, I don't know what he was doing.

As a result, he ran into Lu Zhou who hadn't walked far because he was limping.

Damn it, how can I run into him everywhere? He saw us in there just now and he must be talking a lot now. Wen Zihuan thought of this and immediately turned around.