Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

They slept until noon, when Assistant Xiao Xu rang several times for the delivery they ordered, and Lu Wanghe opened his eyes in a daze.

The seat next to him was empty, but there was still Fu Jingmo's body temperature on it. It seemed that he had just woken up not long ago.

Lu Wanghe sat up with his hands on the mattress, and naturally used Fu Jingmo's mobile phone to call back the call from Assistant Xu.

"Hey?"

Assistant Xiao Xu was carrying a large bag of takeaways, which he couldn't tell whether it was breakfast or lunch, and hesitated at the elevator entrance.

Mr. Fu has booked a whole room on the first floor!

Although this is safe, no one will find out that Jin Wuzangjiao, the president of Hongtu Star Entertainment, has hidden a little boyfriend, but, but...

He looked at the five or six missed calls on his phone, and then at at least dozens of rooms on this floor, his face wrinkled into a bitter melon.

Does he want to knock one by one? !

What the hell were Mr. Fu and Mr. Lu doing last night... You didn't get up to answer the phone until noon?

As soon as Assistant Xiao Xu took a few steps, he saw a call back from the missed call. He breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously said, "Hello, Mr. Fu, it's me. I'll bring you lunch—"

The voice from the phone was clear and pleasant, with a cool and gentle voice, obviously not Mr. Fu: "Assistant Xu, thank you for your hard work. We are in... well, the first room from the elevator."

Assistant Xiao Xu froze for a moment, put the phone down from his ear, glanced at the big word "Boss Fu" on the screen, his eyes went dark.

"Oh...it's Mr. Lu, Mr. Fu?"

Lu Wanghe listened to the slight sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, and replied lightly: "Fu Jingmo is taking a shower, and the phone is next to me. I see that there are many missed calls, so I called here first."

"Okay, okay, then I'll put the takeaway at the door, please come out and get it later, Mr. Lu."

Assistant Xiao Xu hung up the phone while feeling emotional in his heart.

This is really... He has been Mr. Fu's assistant for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen someone who can directly use Mr. Fu's mobile phone like this.

How much strictly confidential business information is in it, if it is leaked, the loss to the company may be hundreds of millions...

He remembered that Boss Fu's mobile phone was equipped with iris recognition.

Mr. Lu was able to turn on his mobile phone to call him back, that is to say, Mr. Fu also specially recorded the iris for Mr. Lu, so that he can use his mobile phone at any time.

According to this posture... he has to start thinking about when he should call Mr. Lu "Madame"?

Lu Wanghe went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and carried the takeaway from the door into the house.

He can stay in the hotel to rest all day today. Director Chen knew about the flight delay last night due to the rainstorm, so he thoughtfully gave him an extra day off, so that he could recover before returning to filming.

Lu Wanghe took out all the food from the bag and put it on the table, and heard the sound of water in the bathroom stop.

A few minutes later, Fu Jingmo came out loosely wrapped in a bathrobe.

The young man's slightly brown hair was coated with a layer of golden light by the afternoon sun. His facial features and brows seemed to be the outstanding work of a top sculptor in the Renaissance period. They were dyed with a lazy dark color. They were all terribly bewitched.

Lu Wanghe's eyes slowly moved away from Fu Jingmo's face, and fell generously on the large honey-colored collarbone and abdominal muscles under the open skirt of the other party.

Gee.

After one night, why did his silly dog ​​suddenly evolve into a peacock? He wished he could open a screen behind his back.

It didn't seem like much happened last night, it was just that he proposed to make it public earlier.

Are you so happy?

Lu Wanghe looked back slowly, without much emotion on his face, but unconsciously hooked the ring necklace on his neck with his fingertips.

"Get dressed for me—then come over to dinner."

"Okay." Fu Jingmo walked slowly towards the bedroom, and when he passed by Lu Wanghe's side, he gently pinched the reddish earlobe of the other party, implying, "Is it not good for me to dress like this?"

His voice was hoarse.

A hot air shot up from the spine to the scalp, Lu Wanghe coughed twice, lowered his head and pretended to stare at the takeaway on the table, not daring to look at Fu Jingmo.

I don't want to say it's bad, but it's a bit against my will.

He had to be vague: "...it's okay."

After a pause, he said vigilantly again: "You wouldn't wear it like this after taking a shower in another place, would you?"

Fu Jingmo couldn't help laughing out loud, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, half complacent and half gentle.

"How come... I just want to wear it for Hehe to see."

As soon as the words fell, the kitten next to him who was playing with his earlobe just blew up in shame, and slapped his hand away with a paw, making a nasty sound.

"It's noon, talk to me, are you going to change clothes?!"

Five minutes later, Fu Jingmo came out of the bedroom wearing a tie.

I have to say that Fu Jingmo's modeling face is more suitable for wearing luxurious formal clothes.

A dark blue suit made the young man look extravagant, and he could take a picture of a high-end jewelry endorsement anytime he pulled it out.

The neckline of the shirt was neatly arranged, and the tie was stuck at the Adam's apple and rolled slightly from time to time, making him look cold and lustful.

Lu Wanghe paused with his chopsticks: "Do you have work to go out today?"

"No."

"Then there is a video conference to be held?"

"nor."

Fu Jingmo pulled his tie and sat down next to Lu Wanghe, with the corners of his eyes raised slightly, as if the peacock was about to open its tail again.

"This is also for He He to see."

Lu Wanghe: "..."

He didn't expect that Fu Jingmo's reaction would be so great when he mentioned "make it public earlier".

As if, as if...

In ancient times, the outer room kept by the rich and powerful young master, the appearance when he knew that he could finally have a reputation.

Lu Wanghe couldn't help but raised his hand and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows, but his heart had already softened.

"It's not that I haven't seen it... You look good in a sack, and it's hard to rest for a day. In our private space, you don't have to dress like this..."

Dress as if going to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Fu Jingmo nodded.

Halfway through the meal, Lu Wanghe just leaned over to bite a piece of pork ribs that Fu Jingmo fed him, when he heard the phone ring in his pocket.

With puffy cheeks, Lu Wanghe turned on the speakerphone.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong?"

"It's like this, Xiaolu... Didn't the crew of "Old Shadows" release some tidbits about you and Zuo Kai these two days?"

"The online response has been quite good, and the up hosts of some video sites have cut the cp video of you two, and your fans have increased by tens of thousands..."

Lu Wanghe noticed that Fu Jingmo who was beside him suddenly turned cold after hearing the word "cp Xiang", and became jealous.

The sharp-edged face held back a smile, and the thin lips were pursed into a straight line, as if he would say "change the hero" in the next moment.

Lu Wanghe took Fu Jingmo's hand and stroked the back of his hand comfortingly, speaking concisely.

"So, Zuo Kai doesn't want to fire CP with me, does he?"

He remembered what Zuo Kai had mentioned to him before he went to City B to attend the premiere ceremony. When he came back, Director Chen would find him for something. Could it be this matter?

Zhao Yu coughed twice, and said cautiously, "Well, President Fu isn't here right? Zuo Kai didn't propose to fire the CP, it was the staff of the film crew who contacted me."

"This matter is all about your affection and I'm willing. I know you and Mr. Fu...but the CP speculation is just a show. You and Zuo Kai are still just like ordinary friends. You just need to interact more with each other..."

"No."

Lu Wanghe was decisive.

"No. It doesn't matter if Zuo Kai is willing or not, I'm not happy anyway."