Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

The assistant was at a loss: "But, but Mr. Lu..."

He is a big man who can stand 1.8 meters tall when he puts on his shoes. Which gangster who doesn't have eyes can think of doing something to him?

"It's nothing but... just follow along."

Xia Ziying couldn't get used to Lu Wanghe at first, but this morning his family Hehe made Xia Ziying lose face in public again. It's not easy to take revenge when there are too many people on the set, but it's different when they leave the studio.

Fu Jingmo leaned his head on the back of the chair slightly, his eyes fixed on the thin back of the young man jogging in the distance, and lightly told his assistant: "Give me Zhao Yu's phone number."

"Zhao Yu? You mean Manager Zhao?"

"Ah."

"Boss Fu, are you planning to..."

Fu Jingmo dialed Zhao Yu's phone, before the other party answered, "I'm going back to S City tomorrow, it's not safe to have no one around him. Zhao Yu used to be Lu Songyu's manager, and arranged I feel relieved when he comes.”

When the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by the distant mountains, Lu Wanghe glanced at the number of steps recorded on the mobile app, slowed down a little bit, and stopped in front of a bus station platform.

The boy ran for three kilometers, and his breathing was slightly short of breath. As he raised his face to look at the train, a few drops of sweat flowed down the boy's smooth jaw line, soaking the collar of his shirt.

Unfortunately, he went back and forth to check the stop signs several times, but he couldn't find a bus that could reach the hotel.

The young man bent his lips helplessly, and just as he turned on his phone to call a taxi, a beam of car high beams suddenly hit him directly in the face, and the dazzling bright white light immediately made him close his eyes and turn his face to avoid it. , raised his hand to block the direction of the light, opened his eyes again, and a strange male voice was close at hand.

"Isn't this Teacher Xiaolu? Teacher Xiaolu is not on the set at this point, why is he here?"

Lu Wanghe turned his head to look, and saw a van parked beside the bus platform. The man standing in front of him had an ordinary appearance. Judging by his attire, he should be a staff member of the film crew.

It's just that his voice sounded very familiar, Lu Wanghe recalled it for a while, and remembered that this was the person who talked to Xia Ziying in the other courtyard this morning.

The young man smiled calmly: "Today, the crew has finished work early, so I naturally have to go back to the hotel to rest—are you?"

"Oh, I'm the costume designer of the production team of "Guguan", Mr. Xiao Lu, don't you remember me?" The man didn't know that Lu Wanghe had already known that he was Xia Ziying's person, and the kind smile on his face was very well disguised. "There are very few buses here, and it's getting late now. If Mr. Xiaolu doesn't mind, you can take my bus."

"It's too much trouble for you, you should have something to do, right?"

"I'm a small staff member. I have nothing to do. I just go back to the hotel to rest. You're welcome, Teacher Xiaolu. If you tell me where you live, I'll send you back right away!"

While coping with his words, Lu Wanghe quietly looked at the surrounding facilities. Maybe it was too sparsely populated, and the bus station here did not have a camera, and the van the man drove had a license plate similar to It's fake, maybe he put it on temporarily by himself.

"It's really not necessary, I've already booked the car."

The man warmly persuaded him a few more words, seeing that Lu Wanghe did not let go, he took a few steps back resentfully.

"Okay, since Mr. Xiaolu has booked a taxi, I'll go first..."

The man turned around and walked all the way to the van, but slowly took out a white cloth from his sleeve with his right hand and held it in his palm.

"Oops!" He deliberately dropped the car keys in his hand on the ground, and pretended to accidentally kick the keys to Lu Wanghe's feet, "Mr. Xiao Lu, I'm really sorry, can I trouble you to pick up the car keys for me... ..."

Lu Wanghe narrowed his eyes, tensed his body, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I had a little bruise on my back before I came to the set, so it might not be convenient for me to bend down to pick up things."

While talking, the boy took a few steps to the side: "Please pick it up yourself."

The man was still smiling, and he couldn't see clearly in the dim light, but there was an inexplicable chill in his face.

He walked slowly to the side of the car keys, bent down to pick up the things, and suddenly changed his face: "Mr. Xiaolu, you should come with me—"

He walked in front of Lu Wanghe in two steps, and tried to cover Lu Wanghe's face with a white cloth soaked in a potion that would make people stunned.

"What are you doing?!"

Lu Wanghe was already extremely vigilant, and when he saw the man jumping over suddenly, he turned sideways and wanted to get out of the way, but he kicked him hard to the knee, and the young man staggered, just as he was about to turn around and grab the white cloth, when he heard a voice behind him. a familiar voice.

The man obviously didn't expect that there would be people coming to such a remote station at night, he panicked with a guilty conscience, and didn't care about anything else, before Lu Wanghe could react, he immediately ran towards the van and got on the ground in a hurry car, fled and left.

The boy stood up straight, only to realize that the person who came was Fu Jingmo's assistant.

"Mr. Lu, are you okay?"

Lu Wanghe replied "I'm fine", and just about to take a few steps, he was forced to gasp for a sharp pain in his knee.

The man wanted to use force to knock him out and take him away, but he kicked him mercilessly. The pain of this degree probably hurt his muscles and bones.

The assistant saw that Lu Wanghe's face turned pale, so he knew that his knee must have been injured.The man who came just now was not kind, if Mr. Fu didn't insist on letting him drive along this time, I'm afraid...

"Mr. Lu, let me take you to the hospital. In fact, today—"

"... Boss Fu asked you to follow me?" Lu Wanghe bent down and touched his knee lightly with the palm of his hand, the pain was so painful that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I didn't let him follow you, I followed you myself."

Lu Wanghe was stunned for a moment, and in the next second he was pulled up by someone's wrist, meeting Fu Jingmo's long and narrow phoenix eyes.

"I was afraid that that person would recognize me just now, so I asked Xiao Xu to come over... Does your knee hurt?"

The young man's palm was slightly cold, but touching his wrist made him feel a few degrees hot for no reason.

"actually……"

Lu Wanghe watched as Fu Jingmo squatted down naturally, and gently rolled up his trouser legs. The knee was already bruised and purple, which looked shocking in the surrounding shiny and fair skin.

Even though Fu Jingmo had been careful not to touch his wound, the young man was still so painful that the corners of his eyes were slightly red. He gritted his teeth, but still couldn't say the words "I'm fine", so he could only say frankly .

"Actually...it really hurts."