Report to the actor: Your wife is a fake

Seeing the time on the watch gradually passing by, Su Jin lay on the soft sofa, watching the variety show without any jokes, finally couldn't stand the tilt of her head, and fell asleep in a daze.

As long as a person has something on his mind, even if he sleeps, he will sleep very lightly.

The moment Su Jin felt that someone was hugging her, Su Jin was as frightened as a bird, and suddenly opened her eyes and saw Chu Linyu who was hugging her.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep for a while, and I'll carry you to bed."

Su Jin shook her head, and quickly got down from Chu Linyu's arms: "No, I have gained a lot of weight recently, what if I exhaust you?"

"Do you think I'm still a little behind you?"

Even so, there is still some distance to carry her to the second floor. Su Jin wanted to come down, but Chu Linyu ignored her and carried her directly to the room.

Putting it on the bed, gently covered her with the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why did you come back so late today?"

"There are a lot of things going on in the company recently. If you come back late, you can go to bed directly. You don't have to wait for me."

"It doesn't matter, I went shopping with Qian Fan today, and I bought you a suit of clothes, I want to try them on for you, if they don't fit, I can change them tomorrow."

As he said that, he ran out of the bed, took out the clothes in the paper bag on the chair, and showed them to Chu Linyu like a treasure: "It may not be very expensive, but I have been picking for a long time, you can try it."

"Okay." Taking the suit with a smile, Chu Linyu began to change in front of Su Jin.

Su Jin's face turned red, and she turned her head to the side. Although the two of them are sharing the same bed, they have to go to the bathroom to change their clothes. They never dared to take off their clothes naked.

"I've changed it."

After a while, a deep voice came, and Su Jin dared to turn around and look at Chu Linyu.

The suit was silver-gray, and the straight and slender suit made Chu Linyu's figure taller and more well-proportioned.

No matter what kind of man puts on a suit, he has a different kind of maturity.

"How is it? Is it tight, or is it uncomfortable?"

He stepped forward to help smooth the wrinkles on the neckline, and then took out a pure black tie from the paper bag and tied it on it. The black tie matched the white shirt, but the contrast was not too abrupt.

"No, it's very comfortable." Chu Linyu said without thinking while putting his arms around Su Jin's waist.

"Oh, don't make trouble, I'm trying on clothes for you, be serious."

"I'm serious, it's really comfortable."

"Really?" Turning around, he carefully looked at the suit on Chu Linyu's body, and he was relieved to make sure there was nothing wrong with it.

"It's fine, just take it off, and I'll wash it."

"Thank you, wife." He held Su Jin in his arms, took her hand and put it on his lips, and kissed her lightly, "I watched your press conference yesterday, and your words really made me feel special." Touched, in this life, it's great to have you by my side."

Women like to listen to sweet words, the sweet feeling seems to penetrate directly into the heart, numb, but people can't hate this kind of feeling.

"I also feel that with you by my side in this life, I don't want to come to the world in vain."

"Now the comments on the Internet have turned positive, I believe everything will subside after a while."

"Yeah." Su Jin never bothered to pay attention to outside comments, she only hoped that the person she loved could trust her wholeheartedly, that was enough.

"Go to bed early, you have to go to work tomorrow." After yawning, Su Jin was so sleepy that she almost couldn't keep her eyes open.

It is already late at night, and people must race against time to cherish the time they can rest.

After the two of them washed up, they hugged each other and fell asleep.

……

In the morning, Su Jin got up early, after making breakfast, looked at the mailbox that was almost full, and sighed faintly.

This is the case every morning, most of the couriers in the mailbox, and most of these couriers are movie invitations from some directors to Chu Linyu.

I heard that Chu Linyu's last film has been shortlisted for the Bailan Award. If there are no accidents, the trophy for Best Actor this time must belong to Chu Linyu again. With the addition of the Bailan Award, Chu Linyu really deserves it The best actor grand slam, and he is still the youngest in history.

Maybe those directors have all received this rumor, so there are more script invitations recently. Several times, when Su Jin came out to read letters, the mailbox was full.

He took out all these letters from the mailbox and put them on the table so that Chu Linyu could read them when he went downstairs to eat.

After finishing breakfast, he called out Qian Fan and Chu Linyu who were still sleeping on the bed.

While eating breakfast, Su Jin looked at Chu Linyu who was carefully reading the newspaper, and coughed lightly: "There are a lot of scripts sent by directors in the mailbox today, why don't you take a look?"

"I'm not considering taking on the role right now."

"Why?" Blinking her eyes, Su Jin asked in confusion.

"Fu Li is not here, I can't handle many company affairs by myself."

That's right, but as an actor, it's a pity to see all these scripts being destroyed.

After eating breakfast, sending Chu Linyu out, Su Jin originally wanted to do a good cleaning at home, but at the moment she picked up the broom, the phone rang suddenly.

is an unfamiliar number.

These days, she is really afraid of unfamiliar numbers, and she is afraid that when she answers the phone, there will be a bunch of inexplicable abuse.

But think about it, now that I have cleansed myself, there should be no more threatening calls, so I dare to answer it.

"Hi, is this Mucha?"

A strange but slightly familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, very old-fashioned and a little decadent.

"Yes, who are you?"

"I'm Li Xiang'er."

It turned out to be director Li Xiang'er, why did he call himself?
Su Jin put down the broom in her hand, and quickly sat on the sofa: "May I ask you what you want?"

"I read the comments on the Internet, come here now, I want to chat with you about my next movie."

"You mean I can really participate in your movie?" Su Jin asked in disbelief.

"10:30 today, ready to arrive."

Li Xiang'er didn't care about Su Jin's current mood, she just hung up the phone after speaking lightly.

Su Jin remained in the posture of answering the phone in a daze, and hadn't recovered for a while!People say that people sit at home and the pot comes from the sky. It turns out that there are people in this world who sit at home and good things come from the sky.

Look at the watch now, it's already 09:30, there should be time to rush over now.

"Qianfan! I want to go out, you go with me!"

"Now?" Qian Fan asked curiously, tilting his head while holding a rag.

"Yes! Hurry up! Let's change clothes first!"

Dragging Qian Fan upstairs, after quickly changing clothes, the two of them headed towards Director Li Xianger's house.

It was almost eleven o'clock when we arrived at the director's house.

After getting out of the car, Su Jin adjusted her makeup: "Qianfan, let's hurry up!"

Qian Fan nodded, and followed Su Jin with the big bag in his hand.

They knocked on the door, and within three seconds, the door opened, and Li Xiang'er's blackened face appeared in front of their eyes.

"Why is it so late?"

"I'm sorry, I saw that you almost ran out of food in the refrigerator, so I made a special trip to the supermarket. Who knew there was a traffic jam when I came, so I was late."

Hearing Su Jin's explanation, Li Xiang'er's complexion improved a little bit.

"Forget it, you guys come in first."

He turned his body sideways to make way for them.

"Director, have you eaten yet?"

"not yet……"

"Then I'll cook for you first, and we'll talk while eating!"

As he said that, he walked straight towards the kitchen. The director originally wanted to stop Su Jin, but thinking about the dishes she cooked, he slammed his mouth and stopped talking.

Qian Fan followed Su Jin into the kitchen, looked at Su Jin's busy back, and asked, "Sister, do you need me to help you?"

"Qianfan, just go out and chat with the uncle just now, the kitchen is a bit dirty."

For Su Jin's words, Qian Fan was basically obedient, nodded, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Whenever Li Xiang'er was free, she would drink mostly. Qian Fan sat across from him blankly, looking at him cutely.

"How old are you?" Looking at the little girl in front of him, Li Xiang'er just felt very kind, and if his first child hadn't died, he might be the same age as the girl in front of him. This little girl is about the same age.

"I'm 12 years old, uncle, this is wine. Sister Mucha told me that drinking alcohol is bad for your health, you'd better drink less."

"Your sister Mucha? Why, from your tone, it seems that you admire her very much."

"Of course! Sister Mucha is good-looking, kind, gentle and can cook anything. My mother told me that as long as she is a good person, she is worth learning."

"Good guy?" Li Xiang'er sneered, and drank the wine in his glass. "Little sister, let me tell you, there are no good people in this entertainment industry!"

"I know that uncle has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and he knows more about the things in it, but in terms of judging people, I dare say that I am more accurate than you."

"Oh why?"

"Uncle, guess what." Qian Fan narrowed his eyes like a cunning fox.

Seeing Qian Fan's appearance like this, Li Xiang'er was not only not angry, but also laughed loudly: "Then tell me, what characteristics do I have? What kind of character is it?"

"Uncle, can you write me a word?"

"Writing?" Li Xiang'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You want to test your handwriting? Okay! But let me tell you first, if you make a mistake in the test, you will be punished."

"Then if I'm right, uncle will agree to my request!"

"Okay! Then it's a deal!"

Brought pen and ink, Li Xiang'er picked up the pen and wrote a word casually on the paper.

"think."