Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

City K at 10 o'clock is still very lively at night.

Especially in the night market.

After Wen Xi finished shopping, she returned to the old woman's stall. The old woman's hands were very skillful, and she had already knitted the black men's bracelets. The old woman also added a pair of jade beads to the family.

"Thank you mother-in-law." Wen Xi took the bracelet and put it in the cloth bag.

Back in the villa, Lu Wanzhi and Dai Jia were already tired from shopping. As soon as they came back, they went back to the bedroom to do their own business. Wen Xi handed the bracelet to Lu Qinghan, "I think it's pretty good. Don't try it on."

Lu Qinghan took it over.

This black men's bracelet is a pair with Wen Xi's.

Wen Xi also put on her own bracelet. The slender and fair wrist and the red string matched it very well.

Lu Qinghan nodded, "It looks good on you."

Wen Xi's cell phone rang, and it was An Wen calling. She took the cell phone and turned on the speakerphone. While listening to An Wen talking to herself about the next few business shoots, while changing into her pajamas, she heard the phone call from the room. The sound of the door slamming, she turned around and saw Lu Qinghan came into her bedroom with a bathrobe, and walked straight to the bathroom.

Then there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom.

Wen Xi looked at the bathroom door, and heard the sound of dripping water. For some reason, she suddenly felt that this time when Lu Qinghan came to K City, the relationship between her and Lu Qinghan seemed to have taken another step invisibly.

After he lost his memory, he didn't seem to be as close to strangers as she imagined.

They are all changing slowly for each other.

Wen Xi also believed that one day, he would remember her.

Even though he lost these beautiful memories for a short time now, he is still him and has not changed.

And myself, also myself.

……

After Lu Qinghan took a shower, she wrapped herself in a towel and walked out. Wen Xi was not in the bedroom.

He wiped the water from his hair, walked to the small terrace, and opened the window.

Wen Xi seemed to have just left, the tea on the table was still hot, and there was a thick script beside it, she should have been sitting here just now to read the script.

The man picked it up and took a look. Although Donglan Media is his own, Lu Qinghan seldom manages these subsidiaries personally, and men know even less about the entertainment industry.

He read a few pages of the script, almost every page, every line Wen Xi had marked.

It can be seen that Wen Xi is very serious.

He seemed to be able to imagine her serious look when she lowered her head to write notes.

At this time, Wen Xi pushed the door open and walked in.

"Dai Jia cooked jujube milk and a small snack, do you want to try it?" Then she walked in with a plate.

Wen Xi's eyes fell on the man's wrist, and looked at the bracelet with black braided rope on his wrist. This thing actually didn't match Lu Qinghan's temperament. For a million-dollar man, this bracelet has too much smoke and fire in the world.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. There are too many things in Beicheng."

"Ah."

"I..." Wen Xi thought for a while, "My film will be filmed until next year, and I should go home during the Chinese New Year. If I have time on weekends, I will go back..."

If it was in the past, Wen Xi would have rushed back as soon as she had time, and this man would visit her often, and would ask her nasty words about whether she misses him or not, but at this moment, these words are completely unspeakable .

It's like there's something stuck in the throat.