Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Twenty days later, Lu Wanghe received the finished ring from Alan at home.

Of course, Zhao Yu couldn't tell Alan clearly about Lu Wanghe's crossing, so he had to explain that this ring was a design draft drawn by Lu Yingdi before his death, and hoped that he could help design it based on his old friendship.

As soon as designer Alan saw the design draft, he felt that it was very suitable for his eyes. Without saying a word, he helped to make it into a finished product. He didn't change a single detail, and he didn't even charge for the production.

Sitting on the sofa, Lu Wanghe opened the gift box of the ring.

The magnificent ruby ​​embedded in the center of the ring seems to hold a sea of ​​blooming roses. The platinum ring is specially made into a pair of pointed cat ears, and the initials of "Lu Wang He" are engraved on the inner ring.

You can tell at a glance that it is a pair with the ring hanging on the necklace on his neck.

As an internationally renowned jewelry designer, Alan uses top-notch gem materials of course.

Lu Wanghe lightly rubbed the ring in his hand until his own body temperature completely warmed it, then he put it back into the gift box and put it in the drawer of the bedside table.

Then anonymously remitted 500 million to Alan's account.

Along with the payment reminder, there was also news about Fu Jingmo.

[Silly Gougou: Hehe, I am flying back to City S at [-] o'clock tonight, how about you?Is the filming not over yet, or should I change my contract and come to Hengdian to see you? 】

Lu Wanghe, who has lived at home for 20 days, replied with a smirk.

[The filming hasn't finished yet, the crew is quite busy, and you're tired from a business trip, so you don't need to come here... I'll be wrapping up in a few days, please stay home and wait for me, okay? 】

[Silly Gougou: Alright, I'll wait for you when I go home. 】

As soon as he put down his phone, Lu Wanghe used the mobile app to buy a batch of fresh ingredients, drew up a menu, and wrote down almost all the dishes that the two of them liked.

In the eyes of countless fans, the aloof and noble young man, wearing a light-colored apron, was busy in the kitchen, carefully handling the ingredients, calculated the time, and turned on the gas stove.

Although he doesn't know how to cook Chinese food very much, he can learn a lot from Fu Jingmo's cooking.

At eight o'clock, his dog Gou obediently reported his itinerary to him.

[Silly dog ​​hook: Hehe, I'm getting off the plane.There is no traffic on the road. It is estimated that you can get home in half an hour. Have you called it a day?Don't stay up too late at night, pay attention to rest. 】

Lu Wanghe brought the cooked chicken soup to the table, looked at the steaming dishes on the table with satisfaction, quickly picked up the mobile phone beside him, replied, and then turned off the light in the living room.

The huge villa quickly fell into darkness, as if the warm fireworks just now were just an illusion.

The car stopped outside the courtyard of the villa.

The young man turned his face sideways, his long and narrow phoenix eyes, the light-colored pupils almost transparent in the darkness, stained with a touch of tiredness and habitual coldness.

It's just that the warm colors of hope still lingering in his eyes suddenly went out after seeing the emptiness and darkness in the villa.

"Mr. Fu, do you have any other arrangements?" Assistant Xiao Xu waited in the driver's seat for a few moments, and asked with some doubts after seeing Mr. Fu get off the car after a long time.

"...No. Thank you for your hard work, you should go back first."

Fu Jingmo withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids slightly, hiding the flickering look of loss in his eyes.

He was thinking too much, He He was so busy filming, how could he come back early to surprise him like last time.

But since the other party said that it will be finished soon, they shouldn't let him wait too long.

The young man walked slowly towards the main entrance of the villa. As soon as he opened the door, the toe of his shoe kicked something.

Lu Wanghe hid behind the door of the restaurant, his eyes adapted to the darkness, and he could clearly see Fu Jingmo's every move. When he found the other party's hesitation at the door, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly.

He even forgot to put away his shoes!

Fu Jingmo vaguely felt that something was wrong. He usually put all his shoes in the shoe cabinet before leaving home. How could it be here...

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance, like a cat walking on tiptoe.

Fu Jingmo's phoenix eyes were slightly fixed, the corners of his lips were hooked suddenly, and he slowly opened his hand towards the direction where the shadow was moving.

After a few breaths, a warm body appeared in his arms, with the familiar milky fragrance of laundry detergent and shower gel. His arms were wrapped around his waist, and there was a clear temperature.

In an instant, all the wind, dust and coldness on his coat were completely wiped away.

The young man's eyes darkened a few degrees, and there was a moment of emptiness, as if he suspected that this was his own illusion, but he quickly tightened his arms and pulled him deeper into his arms.

The voice is hoarse and gentle.

"Hehe? You're back."

You little liar, you're already back.

Lu Wanghe heard Fu Jingmo's sudden heavy breathing, his eyes widened into a smile, and he rested his chin on Fu Jingmo's shoulder.

"Well, I'm back. It's been a long time, actually, but—"

A kiss fell lightly on the broken hair on his forehead, and then all the way down, kissing his lips almost eagerly.

Lu Wanghe was forced to swallow the unspoken words, and concentrated on enjoying this long-lost reunion kiss.

It's just that once they kiss, they will always reach the edge of losing control in the end.

Lu Wanghe was pushed by someone, with his back against the wall, moving all the way towards the sofa, and accidentally pressed the light switch, the fluorescent lamp on the top flickered and then suddenly brightened.

A slit was pierced into his eyes, which were so dark that they could hardly be opened, revealing a bit of clarity.

"Hmm..." Lu Wanghe took advantage of the gap to breathe, and gently pushed Fu Jingmo, "I want to kiss you later... I have prepared something for you."

Two minutes later, Lu Wanghe grabbed Fu Jingmo's wrist and led him to the dining table.

A table full of food, the hot air hovering in the cold autumn night, dyed the eyebrows and eyes of the two with a gentle warm color.

"In fact, I came back from the finale 20 days ago. I made these dishes myself. I'm not good at cooking Chinese food. If it's not delicious, you can take it easy."

Fu Jingmo took the chopsticks, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hehe came back 20 days early, just to prepare a dinner for me?"

The little liar was usually so reluctant to leave him, but this time he stayed at home for 20 days without telling him, probably because he had prepared some bigger surprise for him.

Lu Wanghe paused when he pulled the chair.

Tsk, his silly dog ​​Gou is very perceptive at a time like this, he doesn't know how to pretend to be a fool, he said it all, how can he give gifts later?

He quietly touched the gift box with the ring in his pocket, pretending not to understand what Fu Jingmo was saying.

"Yes, am I afraid of affecting your work?" He braced himself, but did not dare to look at the other party's affectionate eyes, and lowered his head dodgingly, "Let's eat!"

After a while, he heard Fu Jingmo laughing lowly.

"Isn't He He the film king? Why did you lie in front of me? Your acting skills are so clumsy."

He reached out and gently pinched Lu Wanghe's blushing earlobe.

"I can't wait, Hehe."