Mr. Bo, you are out of favor

The manager nodded, "The doctor said that he will wake up soon."

There was no movement on Weibo, and Yan Ran and his manager were in a relatively relaxed state. After sitting for 5 minutes, Qi Shan woke up.

The life assistant stood up suddenly: "Shanshan, are you awake?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

"It's okay, where's Yan Ran?"

"I'm here, senior brother. My brother suppressed the news. I just glanced at Weibo. If there is no news about the two of us, I'm worried that Su Lin will have someone behind me."

Yan Ran got straight to the point, Qi Shan had a headache, on the one hand it was the medicine, on the other hand he was artificially knocked out, he pursed the corners of his lips tightly, and spoke in a light tone.

"Don't worry about this matter, I will find a way."

Yan Ran is very happy, Qi Shan is willing to do something, then there is nothing for her.

His time in the circle was longer than hers, and longer than Su Lin's. No matter in terms of popularity or anything else, he was higher than Su Lin.

It's much easier to kill Su Lin.

"Then I'll go back first."

"Ah."

Qi Shan is not a cutie with no background, as soon as Yan Ran left, he frowned. His eyelashes are very long, which should be about twice that of ordinary people.

"Call my cousin, I don't want to see Su Lin in the drama "Heshan" again."

The life assistant paused, and quickly handed the phone to Qi Shan.

……

When Feng Chen arrived at Yanshan Villa, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and there was still a lamp in the living room on the first floor. The man walked in with soft eyes.

Lu Xiangxiang leaned on the sofa, she didn't sleep, she quietly looked at the screen, as if in a daze.

Feng Chen was startled, stepped forward, reached out and rubbed Lu Xiangxiang's head: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Where have you been?"

"Some small things, I went to deal with it."

Lu Xiangxiang's face was very flat: "Not answering the phone?"

Feng Chen took out the phone from his pocket, and he didn't know when it would automatically shut down.

He pursed his lips, and Lu Xiangxiang said again: "Don't tell me if you have something to do? Will it take you a lot of time to call me or send a text message?"

"sorry."

Feng Chen suppressed his tone, and apologized to Lu Xiangxiang: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"I'm not worried about you!"

Lu Xiangxiang pushed Feng Chen away and went upstairs directly. Her back was very slender. Feng Chen tugged on his tie, turned around and saw the things on the dining table.

A few dishes are very homely. Feng Chen knows his wife well, and at a glance, he knows that Lu Xiangxiang cooked them.

Lu Xiangxiang's cooking is very special. She doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Basically, when she gets a bowl or something, she will put it on the serving dish, without aesthetic feeling.

The chef at home always uses a set of tableware every time he cooks, pursuing a dish that is complete in color, fragrance and taste.

Besides, Lu Xiangxiang doesn't like to put chopsticks, and she likes to remember other people's tastes, so it's obvious who she's cooking for, and the table is full of Feng Chen's favorite dishes.

Standing by the dining table, Feng Chen stood there for a full 10 minutes, and finally remembered, it seemed that the wedding anniversary was here.

Lu Xiangxiang went upstairs, feeling very uncomfortable. Feng Chen didn't know what he was doing when he went out these few days, and even Lu Xiangxiang couldn't contact him.

This man has no sense of family at all.

Lu Xiangxiang originally thought that Feng Chen would come up to coax her. After all, these few days, she was used to Feng Chen, and she was also used to him giving way to her.

As a result, after waiting left and right, there was no one, but the sound of a car engine starting outside was heard instead.

Lu Xiangxiang walked to the window in two steps, opened the curtains and looked out, Feng Chen drove the car out, and quickly disappeared into the night.

"?"

Lu Xiangxiang called Feng Chen, but he couldn't get through.

His mobile phone had been turned off automatically, she pursed the corners of her lips tightly, and her eyes sank.

Lu Xiangxiang stood by the window on the second floor, the window was half open, the outside wind blew in, half of her body was cold, and only then did she see Feng Chen's car coming in again.

Wrapped in the night outside, only the white shirt on the man can be seen.

He heard the sound of him going upstairs, Lu Xiangxiang pursed the corners of his lips, turned around, Feng Chen opened the door and came in.

Lu Xiangxiang made a mistake, and said to Feng Chen: "When you came back just now, you smelled like a woman."

Very light, light fragrance.

It is a perfume that a very tasteful woman would choose, but it is also because it is light, so for a while, Lu Xiangxiang couldn't smell what perfume it was.

Feng Chen smiled, "I was with Ran Ran before."

Lu Xiangxiang looked over, and there was an obvious temper on the man's face.

"She's in some trouble, I'll go over and deal with it."

Feng Chen took a few steps closer and hugged him: "I'm sorry, I forgot that today is our wedding anniversary."

Lu Xiangxiang was silent, "What did you just go out for?"

"I'll buy you a commemorative gift."

Lu Xiangxiang tilted his head, Feng Chen took out a small gift box.

He is very fast, Lu thinks about whether he can buy any good things.

After the result was opened, it was a music box.

The two little angels were spinning, and the beautiful melody was floating in the room. Lu Xiangxiang tilted his head and looked for Feng Chen's eyes: "You just bought a hundred and ten yuan to perfuse me?"

Feng Chen directly took out the wallet from his pocket, and put it in Lu Xiangxiang's palm: "You are in charge of the money at home, I can't be extravagant and wasteful, in order to prevent the things I bought from not meeting your wishes, I will go shopping with you tomorrow?"

Lu Xiangxiang was very coaxing, sat down on the bed, looked at Feng Chen, and asked in a low voice: "Have you had dinner yet?"

"I was busy and forgot."

"What happened to Ran Ran?"

Feng Chen paused, and told Lu Xiangxiang what happened.

"You mean the Shanhe drama?"

Feng Chen checked, and although Yan Ran didn't say anything, he still knew, so he nodded and said in a low voice, "That's right."

"Isn't "Shanhe" a drama that Ah Yan invested in? And it's a big production. Since Ah Yan chose to let Ran Ran be the heroine, it must be because of Ran Ran in her heart, so she shouldn't be bullied."

Lu Xiangxiang only felt baffled: "When something like this happened, Ran Ran should go to Ah Yan. This way, it will be solved faster and the problem can be solved from the root."

"From the very beginning, you have nothing to do with the entertainment industry. If you intervene in this kind of thing, is it okay?"

Feng Chen smiled slightly, and placed a soft kiss on the woman's lips: "Ran Ran said that she will take care of it herself, so don't worry too much."

Feng Chen knew that Lu Xiangxiang and Gu Jinyan had a very good relationship, so Gu Jinyan and Ran Ran probably got together to disgust him, Feng Chen didn't say that.

He cherished that Lu Xiangxiang stayed by his side, and he didn't want to have any disputes with her, such unpleasant things.

Moreover, asking her to choose between him and Gu Jinyan, he couldn't do such a childish move.