Promise you prosperous fireworks

The reporters were blushed by Gu Qingyan.

Someone who reacted quickly stepped forward and asked sharply:

"Ma'am, you are here to see Mr. Lu. You brought breakfast to visit Mr. Lu this early in the morning. You must have a good relationship with Mr. Lu, right?"

Gu Qingyan lifted her chin lightly, looked at the reporter arrogantly, with a hint of mockery on the corner of her lips,

"What? Don't gossip about the collapse of the construction site, gossip about my relationship with Mr. Lu?"

After all, Lu Qingyan is someone who has been in the workplace, so he more or less knows how dirty the water here is.

Although Gu Qingyan didn't see through what the reporter was thinking about, she could more or less guess it, so she covered her lips and smiled lightly:
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I'm not Boss Lu's Xiaomi. I'm just in charge of delivering breakfast."

She raised her hand, and lifted up the two bags of breakfast in her hand for everyone to see.

By the way, I didn't forget to insinuate, "As a food delivery person, I know that the hospital is a public place, and you have to keep your voice low when you go in and out. Why do you journalists have no respect for people at all?"

The reporter's expression froze immediately.

He originally wanted to say something, but Lu Hansheng, who had been taciturn before, suddenly said:

"Yang Wen, check which newspaper they belong to, and talk to their boss later."

The reporters turned pale when they heard the sound, and some of them ran away in fright.

The rest, you look at me, I look at you, and they all dispersed.

After the ward was empty, Lu Hansheng looked at Gu Qingyan at the door, and said in a vague way: "Are you delivering food?"

"Then what do you say? Say I'm Mrs. Lu?"

Gu Qingyan raised her eyebrows lightly, and walked in with breakfast in hand.

Lu Hansheng didn't speak, probably because he didn't know how to answer this question.

He and Lu Qingyan just obtained the certificate in a low-key manner, and most people still don't know the news that he is married.

Lu Hansheng doesn't like high-profile affairs, and his marriage is undoubtedly a big news for the media.

Once the news of his secret marriage is exposed, it is likely to cause turmoil in the Lu family.

Logically speaking.

Lu Hansheng should be comforted by Lu Hansheng's understanding that Lu Qingyan concealed the relationship between the two of them.

But he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

In the end, Lu Hansheng attributed his unhappiness to his lack of sleep and the fact that he was messed up by those reporters who didn't know where.

Gu Qingyan didn't know Lu Hansheng's thoughts, she remembered that his arm had just been pressed by someone, and seeing that his complexion was not very good-looking, she asked casually:
"Is your arm okay? Do you want to call the doctor to have a look?"

Lu Hansheng didn't expect that Gu Qingyan was still thinking about his arm.

His eyes flashed, and he shook his head slightly, "No need."

Lu Hansheng's arm was fixed with a wooden board, and the press in front of him would not hurt his arm, at most it would hurt him suddenly.

There is no need to call a doctor.

Just to suffer, the original pain intensified.

Lu Qingyan nodded slightly before asking them: "How did the reporter know you were here?"

Lu Hansheng's dark eyes flashed a glimmer of light, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Someone must have deliberately instigated it."

Gu Qingyan frowned, and didn't ask who was instigating it.

The shopping mall is similar to the battlefield.

It's all fighting.

There are all kinds of conspiracies and tricks between the opposite families, and no one can see the other side's favor.

People like Lu Hansheng who stand on the top of the pyramid are mostly people who want to pull him off so that they can climb to the top.

Apart from those who wanted Lu Hansheng to fall, who else would incite reporters.

No wonder it is said that people in business have a heart.

It's really dirty.

Gu Qingyan was not very interested in who incited the reporters to deal with Lu Hansheng, so she shared one of the two breakfasts she brought with Yang Wen,

"Secretary Yang, here is the breakfast I brought you."

"Mrs. Xie." Yang Wen extended his hand to take the breakfast that Gu Qingyan handed over, and thanked him.

Gu Qingyan shrugged and smiled gently, "You're welcome."

Yang Wen took the breakfast and sat down on the sofa.

He washed up earlier, so he can eat right now.

After passing the breakfast to Yang Wen, Gu Qingyan asked Lu Hansheng if he had washed up.

Lu Hansheng shook his head.

So Lu Qingyan asked him to wash up, while she spread out the porridge she brought him.

Lu Hansheng can brush his teeth by himself, but washing his face is inconvenient.

So he called Gu Qingyan in.

As soon as Gu Qingyan came in, Lu Hansheng handed her the towel dripping with water, "Twist it for me."

Gu Qingyan took the towel handed over by Lu Hansheng and wrung it dry. Considering that it was inconvenient for him to wipe his face with one hand, Gu Qingyan simply asked him to bow his head and she wiped it for him.

Lu Hansheng bent his body slightly, and let Gu Qingyan wipe his face with a towel.

The pink towel wiped his handsome and cold face back and forth, not to mention, it had a special flavor.

There is still a faint sense of humor, because the pink color really doesn't match him.

But no way.

The blue one was brought by Lu Qingyan to wipe his body.

How can I use the towel that I wiped my body to wipe my face again.

It happened that Gu Qingyan went back to live last night and didn't use a towel, so this pink towel was directly used by Lu Hansheng to wipe his face.

It was just to wash his face, and Lu Hansheng didn't bother to ask Yang Wen to buy it again.

In the cramped bathroom.

Gu Qingyan concentrated on wiping Lu Hansheng's face. She wiped very carefully, seriously, and gently.

Lu Hansheng stared at Lu Qingyan's face without moving for a moment, and the image of her standing outside the door annoying the reporters just now appeared in his mind.

This feeling of being protected made Lu Hansheng's chest unstoppably warm.

Lu Hansheng has been independent since he was a child.

Maybe it's because he's too independent, others think he's strong and doesn't need to be relied upon or maintained.

But no matter how strong and independent a person is, he is still a human being.

He also longs for warmth and protection.

Lu Qingyan unintentionally maintained her overly gentle face at this time, like a prairie fire, which was magnified in Lu Hansheng's heart little by little.

Lu Hansheng himself didn't realize how hot he was looking at Gu Qingyan at this moment.

As if staring at the sweetheart, so serious and focused.

After Gu Qingyan wiped Lu Hansheng's face, she raised her head and smiled at him, "Okay."

Lu Hansheng looked at the bright smile on Gu Qingyan's face, his eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled away.

Lu Qingyan, who didn't notice the abnormality of the man, scrubbed the towel clean, hung it up, and said to Lu Hansheng, "You can go out now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Hansheng suddenly raised his hand and clasped the back of her neck, bowed his head and kissed her.

Lu Qingyan was shocked when he was kissed suddenly.

She dilated her pupils in a daze, looking at Junrong who was close at hand, her heart seemed to miss a beat.

Lu Hansheng's kiss was as rough as ever.

But the difference from the past is that today's kiss is vaguely lingering with Gu Qingyan's inexplicable lingering.

Lu Qingyan didn't understand what happened to Lu Hansheng suddenly.

She raised her hand to push him away, but when her palm touched his arm hanging in front of her, she suddenly changed direction.