Mrs. Lu picked it up

After the Weibo staff worked overtime to repair the server, the Internet was full of excitement.

[Southern Song Dynasty... Is this his new CP name?It looks good. ]
[The lady upstairs has that sense of sight, the scheming male protagonist who gave his beloved to his opponent in order to climb to the top, and the silly, white and sweet female protagonist who still went to love after all kinds of difficulties and dangers. ]
[Did the three views follow the five senses on the upper two floors?Isn't this cheating?Cheating on CP?What breed are you guys? ]
[If you don't agree with anyone, just obey Song Li, who is wrong with the green, you have to choose the green Lu Jingchuan? ]
Nanhuai felt dizzy for a while.

Because Bai He was also there, Ming Ge rushed over immediately.

The door of 1433 was not closed again, Nan Huai changed clothes and sat face to face with Song Li in the living room of the presidential suite.

"President, we contacted the Weibo staff to remove the hot search, but we were rejected. Their response was cryptic, and someone may have secretly manipulated this matter."

Although Nanhuai's status in Lincheng is not the ceiling, but it is not impossible to remove even a hot search, which means that the people behind the scenes have greater power and status than him.

And it took less than a minute for Song Li to go in and out.

The makeup artist who gave Song Li the room card, etc., these are all arranged in advance.

Nan Huai frowned, and quickly gave instructions: "Continue to negotiate."

"Ali, you call Lu Jingchuan now and tell him what happened. When he sees the trending search, it will be too late. By then, the misunderstanding between you may increase dramatically."

Song Li nodded.

As soon as she dialed the phone, Lu Jingchuan answered it.

Song Li didn't beat around the bush, and told the whole story. She told it straight for a minute, without any disturbance or guilt.

Lu Jingchuan never interrupted.

"Ali, are you explaining to me?"

Song Li paused, this moment of hesitation pierced her heart almost instantly.

Not an explanation.

It was she who believed in Nanhuai and Taozi. What Nanhuai asked her to do would never hurt herself.

But this kind of words, Song Li couldn't say it out, and it burned up in her heart vaguely, like fly ash, it dissipated in an instant.

"Then do you believe it?"

Lu Jingchuan's voice came through the headset of the mobile phone: "I believe everything you say, don't worry, wait for me at 1433 with Ming Ge, I'll be right there."

Song Li hung up the phone, her heart was complicated, she raised her pretty face, her slender eyelashes brushed the dust in the air, her eyes met Nan Huai's: "A Chuan said he'll be there soon."

Nan Huai's eyes were dark, he nodded, and for a while, the whole suite became quiet.

Within a few minutes, someone knocked on the door, and the hotel waiter brought a breakfast.

Ming Ge put them in front of Song Li one by one.

Song Li raised her hand. In order to attend this interview, she wore a relatively expensive watch from Patek Philippe.

The hour hand stopped at the number ten, a number that never went up or down. It seemed a little late for breakfast and a little early for lunch.

Ming Ge urged twice, and Song Li took a bowl of porridge, sipping it in small sips.

Ming Ge squatted in front of the coffee table, using serving chopsticks to hold side dishes for her calmly.

After eating a bowl of porridge, the previous weakness seemed to dissipate. When the waiter came to clean up, Lu Jingchuan arrived.

It was so cold outside, the temperature was only two degrees Celsius, but he didn't seem to feel the same. He was only wearing a snow-white shirt and a dark suit jacket on his arms, and he was extremely handsome.

Lu Jingchuan came over and reached out to Nan Huai: "President Nan."

In the upper class, the superficial skills have always been in place, and Nan Huai also shook hands with Lu Jingchuan.

Lu Jingchuan: "I'm sorry Mr. Nan, it's Ah Li who caused you trouble."

It sounded like Lu Jingchuan was apologizing, but the hands they held together never separated, and they were secretly competing.

Nan Huai knew very well that Lu Jingchuan's name was an apology, but it was actually a declaration of sovereignty.

"I'm Song Li's boss, and these are not troublesome to me."

"It's just that the hot search can't be removed. This matter may trouble Mr. Lu."

Lu Jingchuan nodded, and stretched out her hand towards Song Li, her gaze passed over Lu Jingchuan and landed on Nan Huai.

The latter didn't look up, and kept staring at the phone intently.

Song Li put her hand in Lu Jingchuan's and followed him out of the suite.

Windsor Man has a suite in Lu Jingchuan, which is actually not very far from 1433 in Nanhuai.

When Lu Jingchuan brought the person in, his eyes suddenly sank.

Song Li instinctively paused, her heart sank.

"Achuan?"

He was full of anger and had nowhere to vent, especially after seeing that he was going to take her away, she subconsciously looked at Nan Huai.

All these slight body movements told Lu Jingchuan that Song Li trusted Nan Huai more.

Even the phrase "she can't live without me" that he once swore to tell Yu Qing turned into nothing for him, as if it never existed.

But seeing that she was afraid, Lu Jingchuan instinctively softened his complexion.

"Tired?"

Song Li licked the corner of her lips and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I let my guard down and gave people an opportunity."

"It doesn't count." Lu Jingchuan knew all the details before coming here, "Ali, the hotel does have a way of giving room cards to let you experience the experience of living. You are an artist and Mrs. Lu, so it is very suitable for you to open a presidential suite. You No apology, because you're right."

"I told you after getting married, don't apologize carefully for a little thing."

Song Li blurted out: "Is that right..."

The last word was stuck in her throat, she looked a little unnatural, she paused for a long time before raising her head to look at Lu Jingchuan: "A Chuan, Nan Huai can't withdraw from the hot search, don't you have a clue?"

"Of course Nanhuai can't be withdrawn." Lu Jingchuan said in a low voice, "Because I suspect that this matter was written by Grandpa."

Song Li was terrified.

Mr. Lu has not given up on rescuing Lu Dai these days.

Old man Lu's hands and eyes are as good as the sky, but his grandson's wings have grown in recent years, and the power of Lincheng, Lu Jingchuan, invaded very quickly, and old man Lu found it very difficult to fish him out.

Under the hands of his grandson, he could barely postpone the court session.

He had no other choice but to start with Song Li. The two divorced, and Song Li's life and death had nothing to do with Lu Jingchuan, so the hope of saving Lu Dai was even greater.

Of course, these are just Song Li's guesses.

"We will not cancel the trending search, suppressing the trending search will only arouse greater suspicion among netizens."

"Do you have a solution?" Song Li looked at him with extremely focused eyes, as if he could only see him alone.

Lu Jingchuan rubbed her head: "Go to sleep first."

"When you wake up, things will be settled."

Director Xu had already informed Song Li that the talk show had been suppressed for the time being after she was hacked into the trending search, and there was no need to show it again.

Song Li's face was covered with dark circles, she didn't sleep well last night, Lu Jingchuan let her sleep, and she lay down on the bed.