A Guide To Fake Marriages

Lu Yunjuan felt that it was a wrong choice to go home.

She lay on the sofa unrelentingly, clutching a pillow tightly on her face, trying to isolate her grandfather's curse.

"Do you think it's appropriate to mix yourself in that messy circle?" The water vapor curled up with the fragrance, and Lu Hetang slowly picked up the teacup and glanced at the granddaughter on the other side of the sofa who was pretending to be dead.

"It's not impossible to mix," Lu Hetang said, "just one request, blind date."

"I refuse," Lu Yunjuan's voice was hidden under the pillow, hearing a little fuzzy.

"I didn't discuss with you, you don't need to express an opinion," Lu Hetang said beyond doubt.

Lu Yunjuan closed his eyes, took off the pillow, and broke the jar: "Grandpa, I like girls."

"I know, it's a girl," Lu Hetang said indifferently, "or the girl you praised last time when you came home."

Lu Yunjuan was stunned, and sat up from the sofa, "I also praised a girl in front of you?"

"Why haven't I boasted," Lu Hetang glanced at her. "The last time you went home and watched TV with your brother in the living room, I praised the girl in the TV for good-looking clothes and red sportswear. I remember."

Lu Yunjuan's expression stagnated, is that a compliment?

"Grandpa, I beg you, are you reasonable? I don't even know what the girl's name is," Lu Yunjuan struggled.

"I know," Lu Hetang said, "Chu Pan, the daughter of the Chu family in Nancheng, who is three years younger than you. She has a career with you and is also acting in movies. I will help you inquire about it."

Lu Yunjuan didn't want to live anymore: "Grandpa, I'm only twenty-five, and I'm going to have a blind date?"

"It's twenty-six after the New Year, right?" Lu Hetang said to himself, "It's not young, it's time to get married."

Lu Yunjuan: "..."

Lu Yunjuan: "Grandpa."

Lu Hetang: "What?"

Lu Yunjuan: "Can marriage prevent me from aging?"

Lu Hetang: "..."

Lu Hetang's expression condensed, and the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground. He raised his hand tremblingly, covering his chest, and said with difficulty: "Quick, my quick-acting heart-saving pill."

"Dad! What's wrong with you!"

"master!"

Lu Yunjuan leaned back in the chair and glanced at her dad Lu Qingfeng who stumbled in from the living room holding the quick-acting Jiuxin Pill with no expression.

He glanced at the housekeeper who came by the family doctor like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Check blood pressure, quickly, check blood pressure," the housekeeper called to the family doctor.

"Dad, take medicine, hurry," Lu Qingfeng quickly poured out two quick-acting heart-relief pills into Lu Hetang's hand, then rushed to Lu Yunjuan in three steps and two steps, and pointed at her glaringly. Volume! You are so naive!"

Lu Yunjuan sighed, took the bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pills in his hand, hit the lid, poured a few into his mouth, and said as he ate, "What brand of chocolate, come back and get me some boxes."

Lu Qingfeng: "..."

Lu Hetang: "..."

housekeeper:"…"

Family doctor taking blood pressure: "..."

Lu Qingfeng grabbed the quick-acting heart-saving chocolate in her hand, and was uncomfortable at all. He turned around and left, his back is very cold: "Chu Pan will be there in a while, you are ready to prepare."

Lu Yunjuan was surprised for a moment, then looked at Lu Hetang: "Grandpa, what does my dad mean? Why can't I understand people?"

Lu Hetang looked complacent: "Literally."

Lu Yunjuan: "..."

In the end, this topic around blind dates ended in "You don't have to meet, you also have to meet".

At eight o'clock in the evening, the back garden of the Lu family was brightly lit.

Lu Yunjuan leaned lazily on the pillars of the octagonal pavilion, unpacking a pack of ladies' cigarettes in his hand, and didn't bother to give the little-mouthed blind date in the pavilion his eyes.

"Miss Lu, I personally don't like the smell of smoke," Chu Pan looked at Lu Yunjuan who was leaning on the pillar of the pavilion with a smile in the pavilion.

"Smoking is harmful to your health, I hope you can quit smoking before marriage."

Lu Yunjuan raised his lips gently, took a cigarette slowly and held it to his lips, and said casually: "Before marriage?"

Chu Pan blinked: "Yes."

Lu Yunjuan lowered his head and lit the cigarette, and the innocent smoke rose up, diffused in the warm yellow halo: "I heard that your capital chain is broken? It is difficult to turn over?"

The smile on Chu Pan's lips condensed for a moment: "Miss Lu, what do you mean?"

Lu Yunjuan glanced at her and said with a smile, "Where's your boyfriend? Those little puppies from idols, are you divided?"

Chu Pan's expression was stagnant, and his smile was far-fetched: "I don't understand what Miss Lu is talking about."

Nonsense.

No one in the circle knows that there are so many boyfriends in the front line of Chu Pan that they seem to have a milk dog kennel.

Lu Yunjuan arrived at the station patiently, too lazy to play with her, raised his chin, and pointed to the doorway: "Get out."

"That's how it makes people roll?" In the living room, the old man of the Lu family wanted to put the monitoring device in his ears.

"This has to get out of the way," Lu Qingfeng said, staring at him, "This is too unreliable. Don't look for people in that circle next time."

Lu He Tang glanced at him lightly: "Isn't this that I found her because she praised the beauty of other sportswear..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a female voice from the monitoring device: "Grandpa, don't mess around, I have a girlfriend, I will bring it back to you tomorrow."

Lu Yunjuan turned off the radio equipment in the kiosk, found the mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed the phone of his friend Fu Shengge.

Fu Shengge answered the phone very quickly: "Hey baby."

"Find me a girlfriend," Lu Yunjuan said as he walked to the parking lot.

"Damn it?" Fu Shengge was stunned for a moment, and reacted quickly, "The old man is urging the marriage again?"

"Well," Lu Yunjuan said, "Don't you have a lot of kids in your hands? Pick one for me home for business."

Fu Shengge is the agent of Xiangyun Entertainment and the person in charge of managing trainees under Xiangyun Entertainment. It is not difficult to carry children.

"Ancestor, it's okay to pick up a business casually. What happens after the business is completed?" Fu Shengge said, "After the business is completed, the old man should send someone to inquire about the child's family background. How will it end? A fake marriage?"

Lu Yunjuan: "..."

Lu Yunjuan was silent for two seconds and affirmed: "Your new idea is good."

"No, don't think about it," Fu Shengge said disgustedly. "The kids in my hand are all idols. They will die when they fall in love. Not to mention getting married. I don't want to kill the artist."

"Are you planning to let me get married in public?" Lu Yunjuan fastened his seat belt, and entered the address of Fu Shengge's company with his fingertips.

"The old man can let you get a certificate?" Fu Shengge asked incredulously.

"Why not?" Lu Yun rolled the car and drove out of the parking lot. "You have said that idols will die if they fall in love. In order not to delay idol's career, I think the old man can compromise."

Fu Shengge: "..."

Fu Shengge: "It's pretty beautiful, and someone is willing to accompany you in this play."

"Those who are short of money and resources are fine," Lu Yunjuan said, "I don't believe that there are so many children under the Xiangyun Entertainment Group that there is no shortage of them..."

Speaking of this, her voice was stagnant, and she slowly remembered something.

As we all know, the group of cubs under Xiangyun Entertainment do not have a fuel-efficient lamp, and they are not big in their coffee positions. They have a wealth of background. They bring their own resources and connections, threaten to acquire companies, and go home to inherit their wealth if they don’t work hard. Yes, I have never heard of people who lack money and resources.

"There is really something missing," Fu Shengge said.

"Curious," Lu Yunjuan raised his eyebrows, "who?"

"Crab, walking sideways," Fu Shengge said, "Want?"

"Which crab?" Lu Yunjuan asked.

"I often say that one," Fu Shengge said.

Lu Yunjuan smiled: "The wind blows twenty thousand miles and can she pull out the one hundred and eighty thousand miles?"

"Yes, that's the one," Fu Shengge said. "Something went wrong with her family's finances. The hole was too big to make up, and she went bankrupt immediately."

"Is the person in the company?" Lu Yunjuan asked.

"Yes," Fu Shengge said, "I just finished training, I guess I'm going to eat downstairs."

"I'll be at your company soon, see you in the conference room," Lu Yunjuan hung up the phone neatly.

Fu Shengge: "..."

Fu Shengge stared silently at the hung up phone for two seconds, and went to find the crab.

The twilight is sinking, the lights are shining, and there are people coming and going on the flowery road, all trainees who have just finished training.

Lin Jingse sat on the steps outside the convenience store, looking impatiently at the teenager who opened his hand at her next to him: "What are you doing?"

"I don't have money to eat," the young man raised his hand up and spread it in front of her chin.

Lin Jingse raised his eyebrows slightly: "What? You want me to spit you up overnight?"

The young man was stunned, and slapped her arm with a slap: "Are you disgusting?"

Lin Jingse glanced at him lightly: "Didn't you just take the endorsement? Where's the money?"

"I turned it over to my parents," the boy said confidently, "I have to rely on you to support me from today."

"Am I your father or your mother?" Lin Jingse asked.

"You are my favorite person," the boy looked firmly in his eyes, "I am three years older than me, and my birthday is three days earlier than me. My favorite sister Lin Jingse!"

Lin Jingse: "..."

Lin Jingse didn't bother to pay attention to him, took out his wallet from his pocket, and patted him with his backhand.

"Thank you sister!" Lin Shichen opened her purse with bright eyes, "Sister's great kindness and brother must remember..."

"Fuck me?" He drew the only grandfather Mao out of his wallet in a daze, and said in a strange way, "Are you kidding me? Just one? Where's your money?"

Lin Jingse said indifferently: "I turned it over to my parents."

"Just one?" Lin Shichen said without giving up.

"Well," Lin Jingse reminded, "just one, don't forget to divide me half."

Lin Shichen: "..."

Lin Shichen held the Zhang Mao and couldn't speak for a long time. After a while, he patted his **** and stood up: "Pork bone noodles?"

Lin Jingse wanted to smoke him: "What family conditions? Do you still dare to eat pork bone noodles?"

Lin Shichen: "..."

Lin Shichen: "Then two pieces of beef noodles in a bowl?"

Lin Jingse waved his hand and said lazily: "Add another dollar egg."

"Okay," Lin Shichen turned around and entered the convenience store. After a while, he brought out two bowls of instant noodles.

He sat next to Lin Jingse and handed her the noodles and disposable chopsticks: "Sister."

"What are you doing," Lin Jingse took the noodles from him and took off the chopsticks.

"How many days do we have enough money for Dad?" Lin Shichen said while eating.

"It won't last a few days," Lin Jingse said.

"It can last a day, right?" Lin Shichen put a chopstick noodle into his mouth again. "The agent picked up a variety show for me today. The price is okay. Didn't you also talk about a variety show there?"

"Well," Lin Jingse replied, "It won't take two days to add the two variety shows together."

Lin Shichen sighed and chose to use soup to relieve his sorrow.

Lin Jingse: "Consider the unspoken rules."

Lin Shichen was almost choked to death by a mouthful of soup, staring at her strangely: "Are you crazy?"

Without waiting for Lin Jingse to speak, he said again: "We are just a street idol, how much can it be worth? Please have a little AC in your heart?"

Lin Jingse: "..."

Lin Jingse: "Eat quickly, and roll after eating."

No, she got out in the end.

Lin Jingse took out the ringing cell phone from his pocket and glanced at the caller ID-Fu Shengge.

She slides down the screen to answer: "Say."

"Where is it?" Fu Shengge's voice came on the other end of the phone, listening a little anxiously.

"What are you doing? The company is on fire?" Lin Jingse asked.

"I have something to talk to you, come to the company conference room," Fu Shengge said.

Lin Jingse glanced at the instant noodles in his hand, before thinking about it, "When I finish eating the noodles, it will cost three yuan a bowl."

Fu Shengge: "..."

Fu Shengge: "I invite you to dinner! Come here soon."

Lin Jingse snorted and stuffed the bowl into Lin Shichen's hand: "The company is on fire, I'll go back and put out a fire."