Mrs. Lu picked it up

Mrs. Lu felt that she was really wronged. Was she thinking about this for her own sake?

"What are you going to do? Go to the Gu family to find justice?" Mrs. Lu felt ridiculous: "Your daughter-in-law caused a catastrophe, and Gu Chu has spent her entire life here. You should think about how to appease the anger of the Gu family. Instead of holding on to Song Li's little injury!"

"Lu Jingchuan, do you have a sense of the overall situation?"

"A catastrophe?" Lu Jingchuan chewed on these four words: "Last time you said that if Gu Chu misses Ah Li again, you won't let her go."

"Is this what grandma says she won't let go?"

There was obviously a warm light in the villa, but at this moment, Lu Jingchuan could not feel any warmth from his relatives.

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Lu's voice sank: "What I said now doesn't work anymore, right? I can't control you when you grow up?"

Lu Jingchuan rubbed his forehead and sneered, "No wonder Song Li was chased to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs, and refused to ask me for help, but went to Ji Yexing for help instead."

"Grandma, I would like to ask now, if Gu Chu really got his hands, it was Ah Li who was wronged last night, are you planning to just let it go?"

"Snapped!"

A loud slap slapped Lu Jingchuan's face hard.

"Damn things!"

……

upstairs.

Fan Zong asked the female doctor who brought her medicine to her wound and changed her clothes.

The waist and abdomen were injured the most, Fan Zong asked him to lift up his shirt to have a look.

When it was confirmed that nothing was wrong, when Fan Zong was about to leave with the medical kit, Song Li grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Mrs."

Song Li stretched out her hand, her lips were pressed together, and she looked at Fan Zong: "Doctor Fan, you haven't finished watching."

Song Li's hands are very beautiful, with green fingers, slender and slender, well-defined joints, and full and round nails.

Right now, none of her nails are intact.

Especially the middle finger and ring finger, the nails were broken in the flesh, half of them were turned outwards, and the fingers were stained with blood. When they were stretched out for her to see, the fingers were trembling, which showed how much pain they had endured.

She had manicure on her fingers, it was a transparent color without embellishments, Fan Zong couldn't tell for a while whether the nails were broken or the nail polish was broken.

In short, he only felt the pain, the pain was so painful that his heart was throbbing.

Fingers connected to heart, how could she endure such pain for so long?

Fan Zong put down the medicine box and motioned Song Li to sit down. He took out tools and planned to clip her nails first.

The process would definitely be painful, so Fan Zong distracted her by talking to her.

"Madam, have you been arguing with your husband for too long this time?"

Song Li's eyelashes trembled. He was trimming her nails. Song Li swallowed without denying it.

In other words, Song Li didn't know how to deny that the relationship between her and Lu Jingchuan was icy, and sooner or later they would come to the end of their separation.

If that counts as awkwardness, so be it.

"Girls are relatively weak in relationships, and wives should learn to use their own advantages."

Song Li was in a daze, "Advantage?"

"Be coquettish, don't confront your husband blindly."

Song Li was silent, and Fan Zong continued, "Madam, why don't you give it a try, what if it works?"

"It's obviously not good for you to confront your husband. Moreover, compared with outsiders, they are more dangerous. There is no free lunch in this world. People living in this world always have to gain something and lose something. .”

When Song Li was thinking, there was a sharp pain between her fingers.

She screamed out, the broken nail had been pulled out, and her body trembled slightly due to the pain.

"Sorry ma'am."

Song Li took a deep breath, "Doctor Fan, did you just say all this to make me relax my vigilance?"

Fan Zong: "Madam, I didn't mean to lie to you. You can think carefully about what I said. It's already like this, and life can't get any worse."

Song Li took a deep breath and nodded.

In the middle of the night, Song Li lay on the bed for a whole day, her nails ached, her whole body ached, and she frowned tightly when she fell asleep.

When Lu Jingchuan opened the door and came in, Song Li was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling expressionlessly.

Glass lamps are beautiful.

Hearing the sound, her dark pupils turned and landed on Lu Jingchuan.

The man took a bath and went to bed, and his big palm brushed her face. Her right cheek was covered with bruises, and it was dark red. If she came out in the middle of the night, she might scare the children.

"It's ugly."

Song Li: "..."

She patted Lu Jingchuan's hand away, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She still couldn't understand Fan Zong's words, these words were too profound for her.

When I really realized the benefits of this matter, it was three days later that most of the scratches on Song Li's body were healed, and only the scabs remained.

Song Li has nothing to do at home all day, either helping others to translate to earn extra money, or checking Weibo.

In the evening, when she opened Weibo, she saw that the number one most searched was #赵梦#
Isn't Luan Meng the role Song Li wants to play?
She clicked in and found out that the marketing account broke the news that this role would be played by the popular floret Dan Ningshuang under Xinghui.

Being able to become the number one in the hot search is definitely not groundless.

Song Li bounced off the big bed holding the tablet, and subconsciously went to the study to find Lu Jingchuan.

She hurriedly pushed the door open and went in, passed the tablet to Lu Jingchuan around the desk, "What's going on?"

Before he could say the question, Song Li's eyes were attracted by the content on the computer in front of him.

Song Li was taken aback.

He is having a video conference, and there are many people in the video.

Song Li died down in an instant, Lu Jingchuan didn't even bother to say the word "dismiss the meeting", and left the meeting directly. He rubbed his forehead and looked at the tablet that Song Li handed over.

What's so interesting about a mediocre hot search?

Lu Jingchuan frowned: "Is there something wrong?"

"Is it true that Ning Shuang played Luan Meng?"

Song Li was anxious, and Lu Jingchuan understood it, and even saw a little nervousness in Song Li's eyes: "If there is no accident, it will be her."

"What is an accident?" Song Li became anxious immediately: "Then the contract you brought back and put on the bedside is just for me to see?"

"The filming of "The Legend of Mengtang" will start in the next few days. Luan Meng has a big part in the scene. You have many injuries, so you should rest at home. When you recover, I will find you a better script."

Song Li didn't believe it at all, "But I just want to play this."

"Song Li, listen to me."

What he decides, rarely changes.

After all, Lu Jingchuan just didn't want her to hang out in the entertainment industry. The role of Luan Meng was probably her compensation for him after he was injured, or just letting her take a look without any sense of participation.

Song Li really felt aggrieved, but was rejected by Lu Jingchuan, she turned around and went back to the bedroom, tucked herself in the bed, and was aggrieved by herself.