Mrs. Lu picked it up

Su Su's eyes are very big, she rolled her eyeballs, and said with a smile: "Brother Chuan, it was my sister-in-law who said that I can't be extravagant, so I am willing to live in this kind of ward."

Yunmeng: "..."

Where the hell did this flourishing white lotus come from?

Lu Jingchuan raised his eyes and looked at Song Li.

Affected by him, Song Li has become more or less cleanliness in the past two years. Is she really willing to live in this kind of ward?

"Is it? Sister-in-law Chuan?"

Su Su had a playful smile, and it was easy to be captured by her cuteness for another person.

But Song Li knows that a person can have many masks.

"Yes, the nurse just said that the water delivery area is more economical, and suggested that I go there to carry water."

It wasn't that she couldn't stand the grievance, but that the pain in her stomach hadn't been relieved, and she felt like a needle prick after sitting for a long time.

Met Lin Shan and Sun Qian, and another Su Su.

Song Li didn't have the energy to deal with it, nor was she too lazy to deal with it.

"It's also the nurse who said that the SVIP ward is tight, and I'm not that delicate to cooperate with the hospital's work."

Lu Jingchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, he took two steps forward, and lifted the person horizontally from the hospital bed.

He glanced at Su Su: "Susu, I am also the largest shareholder of the Central Hospital anyway, what? My wife can't even get a ward when she comes to the hospital?"

"Are you going to drive, or should I let Su Chenwu come and drive in person?"

Su Su stomped her feet angrily, and ran out quickly.

Unable to bear the smell, Lu Jingchuan carried the person out. The hospital corridor was long and deep. Lu Jingchuan sat down on the green plastic bench and pressed Song Li on his lap.

People coming and going looked sideways at the two of them.

Song Li had a thin skin, and tried to stand up several times, but was held down by Lu Jingchuan.

He didn't say a word, but instinctively, Song Li felt some danger from him.

"Lu Jingchuan, what are you doing? There are so many people here... Put me down quickly."

Lu Jingchuan didn't let her go, seeing her embarrassed, his eyes were tinged with a little laziness and a smile: "Why, it's not illegal for me to hug my wife."

He touched the back of Song Li's neck and said in a low voice, "Why doesn't Ming Ge call me because of the stomachache?"

Song Li paused.

He didn't let go, and she felt ashamed again, and buried her head in Lu Jingchuan's strong chest.

Hearing his question, there was a burst of laughter in my heart.

When she fell ill, she just learned from Yunmeng that he went to find Lin Shan.

But Song Li didn't want to admit it at all, and said understandingly: "I thought you were busy, there are so many people in the villa, and I won't die, what are you worried about?"

"Song Li." Lu Jingchuan's tone became more serious: "Do you think that you are not more important than work when you are with me, or do you think that you are not more important than others?"

There are.

These cognitions were brought to her by Lu Jingchuan's actions.

She didn't want to believe it.

When she didn't know how to answer, Su Su opened the ward, and Lu Jingchuan had no choice but to let go of the answer, and carried her to the SVIP floor.

She poured water, fell asleep after losing, and didn't even know when Yunmeng left.

Lu Jingchuan didn't bother, and called the nurse to remove the needle for her, and slept with her all night in the hospital.

She was discharged straight from the hospital the next day.

"The Legend of Mengtang" is about to wrap up, and the crew has started to arrange publicity.

Director Xu called her and asked her to cooperate with Adehai in a talk show.

She doesn't have an assistant, so she can only ask Ming Ge to take her to the photogenic place temporarily.

The program was invested by the Windsorman Hotel, and the management requested that it be filmed in a presidential suite of their hotel.

After Song Li arrived, she was pulled by the makeup artist to put on makeup.

She was a little late yesterday, and the makeup artist's technique was a little gentle. Leaning on the back of the chair, Song Li was drowsy.

After putting on the makeup, the makeup artist said: "Mr. Song, you look very tired. The shooting is still in preparation. You can take a rest in the hotel for a while."

"We will be filming later, and I might mention a hotel. The front desk has specially arranged a room for you. Here is your key card. You can experience it."

Song Li nodded, smiled and said, "Thank you."

She couldn't find Ming Ge when she went to her room, so she glanced at WeChat, Ming Ge was worried that she didn't have breakfast when she went out, so she went to the hotel kitchen.

Song Li sent Ming Ge the room number, and went there first, intending to take a nap.

She glanced at the room number, 1433.

If Song Li remembers correctly, this seems to be a presidential suite?

Windsorman deserves to be the largest hotel in Lincheng, such a big deal.

Song Li found the room and swiped her card to enter.

The presidential suite has two bedrooms. As soon as Song Li opened the door of the master bedroom, she heard the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

She froze instinctively and backed away subconsciously.

As soon as he opened the door of the room, he was photographed by a group of reporters.

"Mrs. Lu, some people say that there are big ingredients in this suite... May I ask if you have prepared any surprises for us?"

Song Li's eyelids twitched. It would be strange if she still couldn't realize that she was being bullied at this time.

Before she could close the door, a man came out behind her.

He wore a loose nightgown, and walked out with a towel to wipe his head.

"Fuck!"

There was an exclamation from the group of reporters, followed by louder shots.

"Mrs. Lu, is it convenient for Fang to disclose what you and Mr. Nan have done before?"

"Mrs. Lu, I heard that you got the role of Luan Meng because of your physical superiority. May I ask if your relationship with Mr. Lu is in name only?"

"Mrs. Lu, you have to sell your body to act in Lu's play, may I ask if you are about to get divorced?"

Nan Huai narrowed his eyes, and looked at Song Li suspiciously: "Why are you here?"

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Lu, as we all know, 1433 is the suite prepared by Windsorman, why are you here?"

The reporter knew very well that they only thought that Nan Huai wanted to get rid of the relationship, and they couldn't afford to offend Song Li, but when they published the draft, they mentioned Nan Huai cryptically.

This is a big melon, a big melon whose weibo system is scheduled to be paralyzed!
Song Li clutched the room card tightly, her mind was in a mess.

His breathing was so stagnant, "Mr. Nan, I'm here to participate in a talk show. Just now the makeup artist said that he would talk about the experience of living in the hotel during the interview, so he gave me a room card."

The water in the entertainment industry is very deep, it's not that Nan Huai doesn't understand.

He sent a text message. When the reporter was aggressive, the 14th floor was surrounded by bodyguards. In just 2 minutes, more than 20 cameras were captured.

Song Li's hands and feet were cold, and Nan Huai asked the bodyguard to return the camera to the reporter after confirming that the film and memory had been deleted.

Just in case, Nan Huai asked Bai He to go to the Windsorman Hotel to negotiate and get the video surveillance.

When there was no result, the video of Song Li coming out of Nanhuai's room was spread on the Internet.

#In the name of interviews, the Southern Song Dynasty met privately in a hotel#
#商业大兄头黑青青草#
The two entries were popular searches at the speed of a rocket, and they exploded as soon as they were posted.

The competition between Lu's and RL is not benign. Song Li and Nan Huai, who just took a shower in a nightgown, appeared together in the hotel. It would not be in vain if they jumped into the Yellow River.