Mrs. Lu picked it up

Not long after Lu Jingchuan entered, the butler came out and helped Song Li to the villa.

The indoor lights are bright, the glazed lamps are very beautiful, and the warm light radiates, full of warmth.

"Madam, my husband said that you have an upset stomach. The kitchen has made porridge to nourish the stomach, and there are small wontons, which are stuffed with shrimp meat that you like. Shall I serve you a bowl?"

Song Li was not feeling well, and she didn't have much appetite. She shook her head and said, "I don't want to eat."

She went straight upstairs, walked halfway and turned back, stretched out her hand to the butler, who was puzzled.

"Mrs?"

Song Li raised her crow-blue eyelashes: "Give me the key to my room."

The butler didn't dare to refuse, so he went to the room to find the key to the master bedroom and put it in Song Li's hand.

After entering the door, Song Li locked the door, took a shower, and lay down on the big bed.

After tossing all night, it was already two o'clock in the morning, Song Li was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.

She woke up from the pain, the wound on her wrist hurt sharply, and her body flinched involuntarily.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw that the gauze on her wrist was removed, and Lu Jingchuan took the medicine given by the nurse and rubbed it on her wound little by little.

His eyes were focused, and the lights in the room were dim, falling on his eyes, full of affection like the sea, making it easy for people to fall into it at a glance.

Song Li withdrew her hand, but was firmly held down by Lu Jingchuan.

"How did you get in?"

She obviously locked the door behind her.

Lu Jingchuan's lips tightened: "This is the Champs of Greentown, every inch belongs to me, can't I come?"

Song Li was about to suffocate, she pulled back her hand vigorously, Lu Jingchuan suddenly turned up, his muscular body pressed her whole body under him: "Song Li, do you want your hand anymore?"

After removing her gauze, Lu Jingchuan saw that in almost a week, her injury hadn't healed as fast as his back.

"none of your business?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Jingchuan lifted her chin, and she blinked.

"You are my Mrs. Lu, do you understand the meaning of this sentence?"

Of course Song Li didn't understand.

"It means that from a legal point of view, you are related to me from head to toe."

He narrowed his narrow eyes. "I hate blemishes on my possessions."

Song Li's heart trembled: "What do you mean, you mean that there is no difference between me and your dog, a piece of clothing or a car you bought, right?"

"Mrs. Lu insists on understanding this way, is it still useful for me to explain?"

Lu Jingchuan held her hand again, and helped her apply the medicine little by little with a cotton swab.

Song Li immediately withdrew her hand, shrank herself into the quilt, covered herself from head to toe, leaving only a pair of eyes, from the gap, she saw Lu Jingchuan staring at the bed, his eyelashes were very long, covering All the emotions in the eyes.

For a moment, she felt that Lu Jingchuan was trembling.

Song Li found it ridiculous.

The man standing in front of her was the most valuable man in Lin Cheng. In the shopping mall, he was decisive and strategized.

How could he tremble because of her injury?
Song Li was very tired. This kind of guard was buried by sleepiness when the man had been standing by the bed without any tendency to come up.

Her eyelids closed and she fell asleep.

But the state of alert has not completely faded.

So, when Lu Jingchuan hugged her into his arms, she was almost terrified.

Song Li subconsciously wanted to break free, but Lu Jingchuan suddenly exerted force, and he hugged her tightly, as if she would disappear if he let go.

The movements froze, and Song Li's heart began to tremble.

After half a year of marriage, what Lu Jingchuan likes most is to hug her to sleep after the passion.

Even though it was less than half a month since he gave her the divorce agreement last time, she felt like a century had passed.

Huddling in his arms, as if in the arms of a stranger, made her feel anxious and full of fear.

The forehead softened, he seemed to have kissed her, but Song Li was more suspicious.

It should be the illusion that he has not fully woken up yet?
But Lu Jingchuan's hug made Song Li's drowsiness go away.

While dreaming back in the middle of the night, Song Li had to admit that she couldn't calm down after all.

She really didn't understand why this man loved others easily, but did everything he could to love her.

……

When Song Li woke up again, Lu Jingchuan had disappeared, and there was no sign of any man returning from the master bedroom.

Not long after waking up, there was a knock on the door of the room, and the housekeeper came in.

Song Li originally thought that the housekeeper came to inform her that she couldn't go out, but the housekeeper whispered: "Madam, sir, let me remind you to go to work. The car has been arranged. Now go downstairs, there is still time for breakfast."

Song Li suddenly jumped off the bed.

She put on her clothes in a panic, went downstairs and was about to leave the villa, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

"Ma'am, sir, you can't go out without breakfast."

Song Li turned back to the dining table, ate two mouthfuls of soup dumplings, and drank half a glass of milk. Fearing that the housekeeper would not let her go, she took another half of a sandwich.

Her eyes were bright, and the butler glanced at the half-eaten breakfast, but couldn't bear to stop Song Li and moved away.

The driver was waiting for her, got into the car, and Song Li went straight to Hengdian.

She arrived at just the right time, and as soon as she got her footing, the director came over.

The scene was almost found, and the director also talked to Song Li about the scene for a few days, and the shooting of this literary drama was finally put on the agenda.

After simply making up a few shots, the director announced that the opening ceremony will be held at Meishi in the evening.

Charm Color is a bar with medium consumption in Lincheng, because it is a literary script and the investment is limited, so it can only cater for bars of this level.

When the night just fell, Yunmeng sent a text message. Another artist of hers had an audition tonight, and she had to accompany her, so Yunmeng would not come for the opening ceremony.

The director is someone Nan Huai is familiar with, so no one should bully Song Li, so Yunmeng is relieved.

When I went downstairs, I met investors and screenwriters, and we all got into the director's car and went to the bar.

Song Li is the heroine, so she is naturally in the same box as the investor and director.

It's understandable that Nan Huai didn't come. There are too many movies directed by RL, and there are too many big IPs to keep him busy. Even if the director of this show is a famous director, it is estimated that Nan Huai will show his face at most.

As soon as Song Li sat down, the door was pushed open, and a woman walked in.

Someone else stopped her.

"Yingying! What are you doing? This is someone's opening banquet, you have to give Director Jiang some face..."

"Get off."

She pushed away the person in front of her, strode up to Song Li, and stopped.

Song Li blinked her eyelashes.

Wei Yingying, one of RL's four small female roles, has 2000 million fans on Weibo, because she belongs to a second-rate family in Lincheng, and she can barely be regarded as a celebrity, so when the company packaged it, it created a little princess character.