The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

When the car stopped outside Fengxiang's studio, it was exactly seven o'clock as scheduled.

It was already very cold in the imperial capital at [-] o'clock in the evening.

As the cold wind blew past, Lin Weiwei shivered, while the driver obediently closed the window.

The next moment, I saw Lu Lin coming out of Fengxiang's work building.

Although the appearance looks tidy, but the hair that was originally docile and tidy has become a mess of a bird's nest, and the clothes on his body have obviously not been changed for three days, like crumpled rags.

And a pair of eyes, brighter than the stars in the night sky.

Once again discovering a commonality between him and Tan Xiao, Lin Weiwei was a little dumbfounded.

Beckoning him to get in the car quickly, Lin Wei smiled and said, "I'll take you back to the hotel to wash up, and then let's go out for dinner, otherwise, no one will have an appetite."

Stunned for a moment, he raised his arms to smell the smell on his body, and Lu Lin immediately made an exaggerated expression of wanting to vomit.

Dinner is booked at a lively hot pot restaurant.

Red and white beef and mutton rolls, various white, green, red and black vegetables, and a red oil soup pot that kept tumbling.

At first they were able to calm down, but after more than ten minutes, everyone was exhaling.

While yelling that it was too spicy, they stretched out their chopsticks to scoop something out of the pot, and drank two sips of ice-cold Coke. Two words were engraved on everyone's faces: Enjoy!

Lu Lin was originally full of apprehension, thinking about how he would answer when his colleagues asked him how his work was going, but along the way, except for a careful female colleague who asked him how to solve his three meals a day these days, everyone else They all seem to have reached a tacit agreement, without mentioning a word.

Knowing that this was their trust in him, Lu Lin's heart warmed even more. Looking at Lin Weiwei, who was looking at him with a smile on his face, he burst into a big smile.

After a meal, it was over before ten o'clock.

Lin Weiwei said that it's time for Lu Lin to go back and have a good sleep.

Everyone kept saying yes, after paying the bill, they left the hot pot restaurant in groups of three or four.

As soon as he stepped out of the store, he saw Wang Yan and Liu Bai walking over with their shoulders crossed.

With a gentle smile on Liu Bai's face, he said "Where is that?" He looked like he wanted to express humility, but in fact he couldn't hide his pride.

And Wang Yan, who was beside him, was in a much worse mental condition.

There was stubble on his chin, and his face was blue and white, as if he had been exhausted after staying up for several nights.

When the people on both sides met each other, Wang Yan was still cursing.

"The kid surnamed Lu, I want to see what kind of guy he is. With Tan Xiao who is famous for plagiarism, he really thinks he is outstanding. And that Ling Wei..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was slammed by Liu Bai. Wang Yan paused and raised his eyes. He saw Lin Weiwei on the steps, and the people from Chuxin Studio behind her.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

The same sentence came to everyone's mind, Wang Yan blinked his drunken eyes, looked at Lin Weiwei, looked at the other people, and finally, his eyes fell on Lu Lin's face.

"It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but young ones are fearful. I want to see what you have learned after a few days of learning. The surname is Lu, let's see tomorrow..."

Muttering "unlucky" in a low voice, Wang Yan pulled Liu Bai and turned to leave.

Behind him, Lin smiled slightly.

"The defeated general dares to come here to make a fuss."

If Liu Bai said that harsh word, it would be understandable, after all, both Liu Bai and Lu Lin will be present in tomorrow's final.

But Wang Yan has already been eliminated from the preliminary round. Where did he have the face to say these words?

With a soft smile, Lin Weiwei walked away calmly.

Behind them, Lu Lin and the others stepped up.

His footsteps were as heavy as lead, and under the darkness of night, Wang Yan's face was as gloomy as if it had been splashed with ink.