Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Assistant Xiao Xu was covered in cold sweat, and ran to get the spare key without crying, and opened the door of Broker Zhao's office.

Still in shock: "Mr. Lu, aren't you still filming in Hengdian? Why did you come back suddenly..."

It's fine when you come back, why don't you turn on the lights in the middle of the night, hide in a locked office and hammer the door to scare him! ?

Assistant Xiao Xu accepted the key in aggrieved manner, and looked up at the young man walking out the door, only to see a face with a face as gloomy as water and dark eyes.

He thumped in his heart, and cautiously said, "Mr. Lu, I have no other intentions..."

If Boss Fu sees this appearance, Bao Buqi will think that Lu Wanghe has been wronged so much, he must be stripped of his skin.

Lu Wanghe was still thinking about Fu Jingmo not eating obediently, his face was naturally gloomy and ugly, when he heard Assistant Xiao Xu's words, he paused for a while, his brows softened a little.

"My scene has actually finished filming, and I returned by plane in the afternoon."

"I originally wanted to come to Hongtu Headquarters to sign a contract, but Brother Zhao said that Mr. Fu was still in a meeting, and the contract couldn't be stamped now, so he asked me to wait in his office for a while."

Assistant Xiao Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly answered the call: "You have something to see Mr. Fu and send a message directly, Mr. Fu—"

Mr. Fu, not to mention the meeting upstairs right now, even if the meeting is held on the other side of the ocean, he would probably book the earliest flight immediately and rush back.

"But Boss Fu is a little hypoglycemic now. The meeting is suspended and he is resting in the office. Mr. Lu... shall I take you there?"

Lu Wanghe nodded slightly, thought for a while, and took away the contract that Zhao Yu put on the desk in a pretentious manner.

Assistant Xiao Xu led him to Fu Jingmo's private elevator, so there was no need to worry that anyone would see them.

Lu Wanghe put his hands in his pockets and looked at the number of floors displayed by the elevator all the way up: "Why does Mr. Fu have hypoglycemia?"

"Hey, Boss Fu actually doesn't have this problem. It's just that during this period of time, he has a very tight schedule of work, and he doesn't sleep much when he stays up late every day, let alone eat."

"No, he hasn't eaten for almost two days... He has to work at the same time, no one can stand it!"

Lu Wanghe raised his eyebrows, and said in a soft voice, "I see."

Manager Xiao Xu seemed to have found a savior, pouring bitter water all the way: "Mr. Lu, it's great that you are back, please help me persuade Mr. Fu. I persuade him to eat on time and he still stares at me—"

"...I'll stare back for you."

When Lu Wanghe pushed open the door of Fu Jingmo's office, the young man was resting on the recliner behind the desk with his eyes closed, with a glass of water in front of him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man frowned slightly: "Xiao Xu? Didn't I tell you that no one is allowed to come in and disturb my rest."

Assistant Xu quietly made a crying face, gave Lu Wanghe a wink, and then slowly exited the room and closed the door.

Lu Wanghe's eyes turned around on Fu Jingmo's pale black eyes and slightly blood-stained thin lips, the roiling anger in his heart seemed to be suddenly poured down by a basin of ice water, and died down.

Instead, there was a kind of helpless distress, angry and funny.

"Anyone is not allowed to come in and disturb your rest?" Lu Wanghe took two steps forward, with a slightly nasal voice, "Me too?"

The young man who rested with his eyes closed froze suddenly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

Only a row of small lights were turned on in the office, and the dim, blurred light cast a glaze-like luster on Fu Jing's dark brown eyes.

He seemed a little confused, and stared at Lu Wanghe for a few moments: "...Hehe?"

He stood up abruptly, his thin lips raised uncontrollably, softening the sharp facial lines all at once.

"You're back! You told me in the afternoon that you were still filming to coax me, right? Have you had dinner? Are you tired of rushing back, you..."

Lu Wanghe lowered his head, used his strong self-control to restrain the tenderness and distressed expression on his face, tried his best to keep his face upright, and walked in front of Fu Jingmo.

"You still dare to ask me if I have dinner?!"

Admittedly I didn't eat dinner.

But I just skipped such a meal, and I still want to come back to see you!

I don't have hypoglycemia either!I didn't lie to lie to you!

what about you?

Lu Wanghe raised his face slightly and stared at Fu Jingmo, and asked sternly, "Did you tell me yesterday that you ate on time?"

Fu Jingmo was stunned for a moment, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes fluttered, showing a guilty conscience like a dog's hook: "...Well, I said it."

"Did you tell me that you went to have a big meal at noon today?"

"Ah."

Lu Wanghe glanced around the clean desk, picked up the glass of water and drank a couple of sips, a smell of honey spread in his mouth instantly, it should be the sugar water temporarily mixed by Assistant Xiao Xu to relieve hypoglycemia for Fu Jingmo .

"You can still have low blood sugar after eating a big meal, huh?"

Fu Jingmo was silent for a moment, then suddenly hooked his lips and called him in a hoarse voice: "Hehe."

"It's useless to call him father!"

"Hehe, Hehe, Hehe..."

Fu Jingmo's magnetic voice became deeper and deeper every time, which made Lu Wanghe's ears go soft.

The young man held his breath, but his fair face was stained with a tinge of blush, and he said strangely, "What are you doing?"

"I was wrong. I didn't eat. I shouldn't have lied to you that I had a big meal...and made you worry."

"Who, who is worried?"

Lu Wanghe grunted, but his voice obviously lost its original momentum.

The young man was half pushed and half pushed into his arms by Fu Jingmo, so he had no choice but to vent his anger and grab the material of the other party's high-end suit worth tens of thousands.

By the way, I gave a hug.

He didn't know whether it was due to psychological reasons or something, but he somehow felt that Fu Jingmo had lost weight, although the muscle lines of his waist and abdomen were still very clear.

"Hehe is in a hurry to come back to see me, isn't it because he is worried about me?"

Mo's hair was gently softened by someone's warm palm, Lu Wanghe was stunned, and accidentally told the truth: "... Before you came, who knew that you didn't eat well these days? I heard Assistant Xu say I just found out."

"I'm in a hurry to come back... because I miss you too."

So I don't want to stay in Hengdian for one night.

So I hurried back and got motion sick so I didn't eat dinner.

When I came back, I saw you, a dog with hypoglycemia, lying on a chair and resting dead.

"Forget it... I don't care about the patient. You will settle the account after you lied to me. Are you still dizzy now?"

The hands around his shoulders tightened for a moment, and then the warm breath sprayed gently against his ears, and Lu Wanghe felt the other's chin resting on his shoulders.

"gosh."

"Hehe needs to hug her so she doesn't get dizzy."