After Lin Yusheng coaxed Lu Shifan to sleep that night, she happened to hear the sound of a car outside the door.
Lu Zhengye is back.
She went downstairs, just as Lu Zhengye stepped into the room.
Lin Yusheng asked, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry." Lu Zhengye changed his shoes and came in, hugged Lin Yusheng, and then kissed her forehead.
"Is Fanfan asleep?"
"Yeah, I just fell asleep."
Lu Zhengye said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"What's so hard about this?" Lin Yusheng said helplessly.
Lu Zhengye's eyes were filled with guilt. "We should have taken care of our son together, but you're always the one doing all the work."
"There's no such thing as 'yours' and 'mine' between husband and wife. Besides, weren't you the one taking care of me while I was filming?"
Even though Lin Yusheng kept repeating it, Lu Zhengye still couldn't shake the habit of always feeling indebted.
Lin Yusheng couldn't change it either, but she thought it was fine this way.
After Lu Zhengye finished showering, the two lay on the bed.
Lin Yusheng naturally leaned against his chest and asked, "I need to talk to you about something."
"you say."
"What happened to Muli's eyes? Are they beyond repair?"
Lu Zhengye said, "He grew up in an orphanage. When the director found him, he had been running a high fever for who knows how long. When he regained consciousness, he was blind."
"It's been delayed for too long, and it's very difficult to treat him now. No authoritative doctor is willing to risk damaging their reputation to treat him."
Lin Yusheng felt very uncomfortable listening to this.
No wonder Mu Li was so quiet.
Seeing that Lin Yusheng was genuinely worried about Muli, Lu Zhengye said, "However, I told Ji Huai about Muli's condition, and he said he would think of a way to see if traditional Chinese medicine could cure him."
Lin Yusheng nodded, "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we will not give up."
Lu Zhengye patted her head.
"Also, I've decided to take Muli to the art awards."
Lu Zhengye raised an eyebrow. "Why?"
"Although the last fashion show made Muli a little famous, it was far from enough. The main venue last time was Mingjiu. Even though Muli received attention, the topic of Teacher Zhang Yuanhe was still pitifully low in popularity."
Lu Zhengye understood what she meant and said, "These are my matters, you don't need to worry about them."
Lin Yusheng hated it when he said those kinds of things, and immediately got angry.
"Didn't we already say that we can't distinguish between 'yours' and 'mine'? If you insist on being so clear about this, then you're not allowed to invest in any more of the movies I'm in, and Shengge Entertainment should just be disbanded."
Lu Zhengye didn't expect her to ramble on and on like this, and it did seem that he was indeed in the wrong first.
He had already learned to back down from his son, and hurriedly hugged Lin Yusheng, saying, "I was wrong, I was just afraid you would get tired."
"Filming is tiring too. What isn't tiring? Who in this world isn't tired? Aren't you tired from your job? You also have to deal with that group of Lu family members. Compared to you, I'm really not that tired. Besides, this isn't my first time participating in the Arts Awards. I really want to do something for you."
“I haven’t been looking at any good scripts lately, so I’m quite free. There are some idle people online saying that I can’t dance anymore after having a baby. They’re just spouting nonsense. I won’t stand for it if I don’t refute them.”
Lu Zhengye's Adam's apple bobbed as she opened and closed her red lips.
He kissed her when she paused, and said with a smile, "Okay, whatever you say."
Lin Yusheng smiled happily.
Actually, if she didn't attend the art awards, she could have just recommended Mu Li directly to the director.
But she was worried that Mu Li would be wronged on the show, since everyone only knew that his grandmaster was Zhang Yuanhe, but they didn't know that his teacher was Lu Zhengye.
It's common for people with less prestigious backgrounds to be bullied in the workplace, and Jiang Yanqi will definitely be participating this time, since it's a rare opportunity.
Lin Yusheng felt it would be better for her to go along.
*
After typing for a while, Shen Yishu went to take a shower.
But just as she finished applying shampoo and shower gel and was about to rinse off, the water heater made a loud "bang" and then went on strike.
Autumn has arrived, and there is a large temperature difference between day and night.
As soon as the hot water stopped, Shen Yishu shivered from the cold.
"What's going on? Is this a bad year?"
Shen Yishu, covered in bubbles, wrapped herself in a bath towel and went out of the living room to get her phone to send a message to the landlord.
The landlord, still half asleep, said, "I guess the house has been unoccupied for too long and the equipment is worn out. It's also very late now. I'll call someone to fix it for you tomorrow."
"But I'm covered in foam right now."
"Uh... could you please go to the restroom next door and borrow one? I'm so sorry."
Shen Yishu: "..."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yishu was on the verge of tears.
She tried rinsing with cold water, but having always been used to hot water, she couldn't stand the cold at all.
Moreover, she is prone to illness; if she catches a cold after taking a cold shower, she will feel unwell for a long time.
Shen Yishu endured the sticky feeling and hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to knock on the door next door.
"Knock knock knock".
The door opened quickly this time, and only the dim light from the television was visible inside.
Wen Nian saw the woman next door wrapped herself up in a bath towel, her head hanging low, only reaching his chest, and she was holding a bag of clothes in her hand.
"Um, my water heater is broken, and I'm covered in soap suds. Can I use your bathroom to take a shower? It'll be quick, and I won't touch anything."
Looking at her, Wen Nian crossed his arms and asked without changing his expression, "Aren't you wearing anything underneath?"
Shen Yishu's eyes widened. "I did wear it, just not much. Wait, why are you asking this? You're not a pervert, are you?"
She was wearing pajamas underneath, but she didn't want others to see her disheveled state, so she wrapped herself in a bath towel.
Shen Yishu took a few steps back warily.
“I’m afraid you’re a pervert,” Wen Nian said.
Shen Yishu choked. If she came to a strange man's bathroom late at night without any clothes on, she would indeed seem like a pervert.
She blushed and said, "I was wearing one. I'm not a pervert. I was just covered in bubbles, so I wrapped myself in a towel."
Wen Nian was not a kind person to begin with, and he usually refused such requests.
But, oh well, he didn't return that broken lamp anyway.
He turned his body slightly to the side, which meant he agreed.
"Thank you, thank you!" Shen Yishu smiled broadly and squeezed in.
There were no lights inside, and Shen Yishu, being nearsighted and slightly night-blind, had poor vision at night.
She asked softly, "Brother, if you're not afraid of the light, could you turn on the light?"
Wen Nian frowned slightly, thinking that she was being fussy, but the light switch was right next to him, so he casually raised his hand and pressed it.
The room suddenly became bright, and Shen Yishu closed her eyes for a moment before slowly opening them.
She smiled, intending to express her sincere gratitude again, but her smile vanished the moment she saw the man's face.
Isn't that the rude guy from the convenience store?
"It's you." Shen Yishu pointed at him, her face filled with shock. "Didn't you say you'd never seen me before?"
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