Mrs. Lu picked it up

"What are you doing here? If you don't have Lu Jingchuan and Mr. Nan, you wouldn't even be on the [-]th line." The manager squinted his eyes and looked at Song Li suspiciously: "You're not here to catch the heat, are you?"

As he said that, the manager was still looking outside the ward to see if there were any reporters.

Song Li just felt embarrassed, and the embarrassed An Jie felt embarrassed too.

"I'm here because of the fans throwing acid."

Thinking that Song Li was here to ask for an explanation, An Jie's expression was a little ugly for a moment.

Song Li lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that fan is not your fan."

An Jie raised his head abruptly. After being in the circle for a long time, An Jie cared about feathers very much.

He is a deductive artist and does not follow traffic. The age of his fans is stable at 25 or [-] years old, and most of them are of high quality.

"What are you talking about? Finish your words quickly!" The manager was impatient and dragged Song Li to speak. Song Li said in a low voice, "Officer Bai called me just now. Fans are not sensitive to your birthday, and your preferences are more important. I don't understand."

"You were burdened by me in this matter. The people behind the scenes wanted to destroy me. I hurt you innocently. It was me who should apologize, but you were apologized twice."

The ward was silent for a moment, An Jie still whispered softly: "If I clarify that the person who threw acid on the Internet is not my fan, I'm afraid you will suffer from being dumb alone."

Especially An Jie's fans, they will definitely not be happy.

Even if Song Li is the victim, fans will worry about whether someone will hurt Song Li again in the future, and will it hurt An Jie again?

Things can be big or small, big enough to force Song Li out of the circle, but small enough to cause no waves.

"Go check your fanbase, it's time to clarify. I'm not popular, it doesn't really matter whether I can go on or not."

The agent said in a low voice, "I'll check it out. It's not easy for An Jie to come to this day. I'm sorry, Ms. Song."

"Ah Jie is not young anymore, he doesn't have much time to stay in the entertainment industry, unlike you, he left the entertainment industry, and there is Lu Jingchuan."

The air in the hospital was actually very cold. Song Li walked away and squatted down against the wall.

I don't know how long, the sound of footsteps can be heard all around her, and when she stopped beside her, Song Li raised her head slightly, and saw the shiny leather shoes on the ground, and the long legs wrapped in black trousers, moving up along the well-made fabric, Song Li He met Lu Jingchuan's cold eyes.

"..."

She sniffed the tip of her nose.

Seeing her grievances, Lu Jingchuan was amused: "Running around when you wake up, do you hate your life or are you afraid of dying slowly?"

Song Li ignored him and looked for someone behind him.

"Looking for what?"

"Where's Sheng Lan?" Song Li smiled palely: "I want to chat with him."

Lu Jingchuan suddenly leaned over, picked him up from the ground, and lay him in his arms, while Song Li struggled.

Lu Jingchuan's arm was very steady, and there was no tendency to let go. Song Li was so angry that he punched his chest with a powder fist: "Lu Jingchuan, we are already divorced, can you stop hugging me every now and then?"

"Is it called divorce if you don't get the certificate?" Lu Jingchuan's eyes were cloudy, "Even if I do you now, it's still legal!"

"You are shameless!"

Song Li cursed loudly.

Lu Jingchuan strode directly to the ward, and threw him on the bed, which made Song Li dizzy.

"You're insane!" Song Li's face turned green with anger, and she suddenly smelled a fragrance at the tip of her nose.

The stomach that had been sleeping for a long time was awakened instantly.

Lin Mansion's Seafood Porridge is her favorite.

Song Li looked around and saw a lunch box on the bedside table: "Are you going to buy porridge? Give it to me?"

"Hey ghost!" Lu Jingchuan gave her a half-smile and gave her a cold look.

Song Li picked up the porridge. The lunch box was very beautiful, like ceramic, with beautiful patterns outlined by gold threads on the outside, giving it a low-luxury feel.

She took a bite, her heart was hit, and she felt sad for no reason.

When the relationship between them was the strongest, Lu Jingchuan knew that she liked the seafood porridge in the Lin Mansion, so he almost bought the entire restaurant, and even offered an olive branch to the chef several times.

Because of the high price, Song Li thought that she would not be able to eat the food at the Lin Mansion.

She took one bite after another, spurning in her heart that she was worthless while eating.

Lu Jingchuan was on the phone next to him. It sounded like it was about work. His tone was flat, and it didn't sound too difficult.

After saying a few words, Lu Jingchuan suddenly became angry: "I don't raise you for nothing. If I can't come up with a plan in the afternoon, I will go to the personnel department to submit my resignation letter. If I can't do it, let someone who can do it."

Song Li was startled by his suddenly raised voice, and her face turned pale.

Lu Jingchuan looked over, she was holding a spoon, neither eating nor not eating.

Lu Jingchuan pinched the phone, Sen smiled: "Would you like me to feed you?"

Hearing this, Song Li took the lunch box and swallowed all the leftover porridge.

She doesn't eat much, and a bowl of porridge will almost fill her stomach.

"Well, I want to leave the hospital..."

"Observe for another day." Lu Jingchuan refused without thinking.

"I……"

"Song Li, you don't know how to be flattering. If it wasn't because of grandma, do you think I would have time to flirt with you in the hospital?" Lu Jingchuan looked over, his eyes were full of hostility, and the warmth on the surface seemed to be covering it up. Can't live.

"But I want to work." Song Li was aggrieved.

Lu Jingchuan: "I'm not happy, you can live without a job for the rest of your life."

"Why are you so fierce? As I said, she'll be fine when she wakes up." Su Chenwu appeared at the door of the ward, and after being here for an unknown amount of time, the man returned to the personable, gentle man like Mo Shangren. Young Master, "Go on and take a walk around properly, open your mind will help you recover!"

"A Chuan, worrying is just worrying. Threats won't please girls."

Lu Jingchuan is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, with all the thorns all over his body: "I'm worried about her? Yes, I'm worried that I won't be able to get rid of her!"

After Lu Jingchuan finished speaking, he slammed the door and left.

Song Li's eyes darkened, and Su Chenwu smiled lowly: "Ah Chuan is just in a bad mood, it's not that he doesn't really like you."

"Doctor Su, can I be discharged?"

Su Chenwu whispered, "Did you see the bodyguard outside?"

Song Li looked over, she was carried in by Lu Jingchuan just now, she didn't pay attention to it, when she looked at it this way, there was a row of people standing under the window sill.

Song Li looked at Su Chenwu, and said, "Whether you can be discharged from the hospital or not is not up to me. The whole hospital belongs to A Chuan, so he has the final say."

Song Li always felt that Lu Jingchuan's refusal to let her out of the hospital was not because of her poor health, but because she couldn't think of any other reason to imprison her for a while.

"The city is full of wind and rain outside, and the hospital is still safe. What are you doing out there?"

Song Li said again: "I see that the turmoil about me and An Jie on the Internet has calmed down."

"But Lu's corporate image is affected by you. A rogue broke the news on the Internet that he was harassed by the waiter when he was staying in a chain hotel under Lu's."

Su Chenwu wanted to say something else, but Lu Jingchuan went back and forth, staring at Su Chenwu with fierce eyes: "If you don't know how to use your mouth, donate it to those in need!"

Su Chenwu spread her shoulders towards Song Li, and left the ward in Lu Jingchuan's sight.

When passing by him, he said in two voices: "A Chuan, that's not how my wife sees it!"