From ancient times to the present: The disabled boss was hugged by the empress and princess

Watch Lu Heng finish the noodles without leaving any noodles.

Meng Mingqian stared at the empty bowl.

He said calmly: "I've taken a shower and eaten. Can I go?"

"Don't go."

Lu Heng pushed aside the stool, stood up, and walked straight to the bedroom.

"I'm going to sleep here tonight."

Meng Mingqian's face turned cold: "I don't agree."

Lu Heng said unhappily: "That pretty boy can sleep, but I can't?"

Lu Heng had already gotten into bed. He even disliked that the temperature in the room was not cool enough, so he skillfully pressed the switch on the bedside to turn down the air conditioner.

A set of movements is as smooth and silky as flowing water.

Meng Mingqian leaned against the door of the room, looked at Lu Heng who was already lying down quietly, and said, "You are right, only my pretty boy can sleep in my bed, right?"

Lu Heng: "..."

Meng Mingqian really knew how to make him angry.

Meng Mingqian added: "When I bring the pretty boys back, I usually let them sleep in my bed."

Not him, or them?

Does it mean you brought many people back?

Lu Heng's angry flame suddenly jumped higher.

He immediately got off the bed and stared at Meng Mingqian with red eyes.

Meng Mingqian had a faint smile on his lips, and he still said unhurriedly: "What you mean by sleeping here now is that you plan to be my sweetheart?"

"Who are they?" Lu Heng was only thinking about what Meng Mingqian said.

He felt that this house was of great significance to him. It was a rare and warm place to live, but in Meng Mingqian's heart, it was a place that anyone could bring back.

When he thought about the fact that one after another had slept in this bed, he felt extremely jealous.

"Did you really meet someone and bring him home directly?"

"Why not?"

His lack of refutation made Lu Heng's brain explode: "Meng Mingqian! You said before that only I can live here."

"Stop comparing with the past. It's meaningless." Meng Mingqian had no intention of entangled with him anymore. He went directly to open the door and said to him indifferently: "The past is the past, the present is the present, nothing is always the same." It remains unchanged. I don’t deny that what I said to you before is true, but it has no meaning now. I can’t pick it up just because you said something wrong. Now that I like it and want it, I will pick it up. , let’s go, don’t bother me.”

Lu Heng was kicked out of the house by Meng Mingqian.

Returned to his bungalow.

The assistant saw the gloomy look on Lu Heng's face and knew that Lu Heng had hit a wall with Meng Mingqian again.

He didn't want to make Lu Heng angry, so he quietly planned to go back to his room.

"Check it out!" But Lu Heng suddenly ordered: "Who has Meng Mingqian had close contacts with over the years, especially that Xu Yang, find out his origins and background."

The assistant knew that all Lu Heng's emotions now came from Meng Mingqian.

Happiness and unhappiness are all related to Meng Mingqian.

He nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll go find someone to check it right away."

After he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong with Lu Heng's expression.

He asked with concern: "Brother Lu, are you feeling sick to your stomach again?"

Lu Heng half-closed his eyes: "I've taken the medicine, I'm fine."

"Brother Lu, you should go to bed early."

The assistant left, and Lu Heng stayed alone in the huge living room.

The deserted bungalow has no smoke and smoke.

His Lu family in country S, although the house is bigger than here, at least there are many servants, which can make people feel at home. But when I got back here, there was nothing. The housekeeping company I ordered came to clean it every three days. Except for him, his assistant and two bodyguards, there was no one else in such a big bungalow.

Meng Mingqian's apartment is much smaller than here, but he likes it very much. Of course, it has nothing to do with the house, but because Meng Mingqian lives in that house. He liked the feeling of living there instead of like this.

But now Meng Mingqian hates him very much.

He lay on the sofa and raised his hands to cover his lightly closed eyes, feeling that his stomach started to hurt again.

Yunli Media.

CEO's office.

Situ Fan, Mo Yunzuo, Meng Mingqian, and Lu Heng were all there.

Situ Fan said: "The new movie dream factory is ready to be put into use. Several departments discussed it together and decided to invest in the first movie project, which is a martial arts theme."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lu Heng.

"Director Lu, do you want to go on? Are you interested?"

Before Lu Heng could say anything, Meng Mingqian, who was sitting nearby and smoking, said, "This is your business, why did you ask me to come?"

Situ Fan said: "Aren't you a member of the company? Can't I ask you to have a meeting?"

Meng Mingqian: "I'm just an agent, what does it have to do with your film project?"

Situ Fan: "This is the company's first film project, so of course I need your input."

Meng Mingqian: "I have no objection. You can shoot with whomever you want."

Lu Heng turned to look at him and said, "This is also the first movie I want to make as a director. Do you have any objections?"

Meng Mingqian: "No."

Lu Heng was obviously very unhappy: "Are you really not going to care about me now?"

Meng Mingqian sneered: "How can I, an agent, take care of Director Lu's affairs?"

Lu Heng stared at him intently.

Situ Fan touched his nose: "I said, you two should stop arguing! It's boring to argue every day."

Mo Yunzhuo said coldly: "As they get older, if they don't find some fun in arguing, they will feel more bored."

Meng Mingqian: "..."

Situ Fan smiled: "I don't agree. Just because I'm older and don't have much time to waste, it's pointless to continue arguing."

Lu Heng glared coldly: "Who are you talking about being older?"

Situ Fan said nothing.

Mo Yunzhuo pointed at Meng Mingqian: "He."

Meng Mingqian: "..."

Lu Heng frowned.

Indeed, he is already 31, and Meng Mingqian, who is four years older than him, is already 35. They are indeed no longer young. He once wasted too much time, but now even if he doesn't want to waste it and wants to seize the time, people are not happy.

Meng Mingqian suddenly stood up and said: "My opinion is that I have no opinion. You continue, I'm leaving."

Lu Heng quickly stood up and caught up with Meng Mingqian.

"What does it mean to have no opinions? You can't have no opinions. This is the movie I want to make."

Meng Mingqian pressed the elevator button and said, "You can make your movie however you want, it's none of my business."

Lu Heng grabbed his arm and said in a cold voice: "It's none of your business. You have to read the script with me and discuss with me what actors to use."

Meng Mingqian shook off his hand.

"You are mistaken. I am Shen Li's manager now, not yours, let alone your assistant. You have no right to ask me to do anything."

Lu Heng blurted out and yelled: "I just want you to control me."

Meng Mingqian's eyelids suddenly twitched.

Lu Heng continued to hold his wrist.

"I want you to take care of me like before. Even if I stop filming, you are not my agent, but you can't turn a blind eye to me."

Meng Mingqian looked down at the wrist he held.

"Let go."

"Don't let it go."

As the two pulled, the elevator door opened.

Several company colleagues came out.

Seeing the appearance of the two people, they all stopped in their tracks.