Dressed as a black-bellied actor's little manager

Meng Yunjian frowned: "You are the only one who believes his nonsense."

Wen Jing: "But Mr. Lu has really lost a lot of weight, and his spirit doesn't look good."

Meng Yunjian: "In the past few years with me, I have not lost his food and drink. Now that no one is raising him, how can his spirit be better?"

What Wen Jing wanted to say, the elevator door just opened, Meng Yunjian had already walked out, he could only sigh in his heart, and followed Meng Yunjian slowly.

Meng Yunjian didn't take Wen Jing's words to heart at all, Lu Qingyun is just a brown candy that can't be shaken off, otherwise, the absurd and ridiculous marriage between them would not have existed for five full years before Lin Fengyi's death ended. Finish.

Just wait, within a month, Lu Qingyun will try her best to return to his side.

How long can that man lose his soul for liking what he likes?At that time, I still have to run back eagerly.

Meng Yunjian didn't have time to think about Lu Qingyun's affairs at all. After the year, he was very busy with work. A new drama will be in the group next week, and he has to sing the theme song for a movie. Now he doesn't even have much time to come to the hospital to see Bai Canyang , let alone a divorced ex-wife.

Every time Lu Qingyun was mentioned, Meng Yunjian's expression was very bad. Bi Wenfeng warned Wen Jing twice, telling him not to always mention Lu Qingyun's name in front of Meng Yunjian, and Wen Jing stopped mentioning it.

And Lu Qingyun himself never showed up again, and Weibo has always stayed on the method of asking for pain relief years ago, and gradually faded out of everyone's sight.

Meng Yunjian finished filming at the end of March, followed by a busy promotional period, during which he recorded two songs, a variety show and countless endorsements and commercials. He was so busy that he never touched the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the end of May.

With his performance in the TV series, Meng Yunjian won the Blue Eagle Award for Watching the Emperor. In the evening, everyone held a celebration banquet for Meng Yunjian at the hotel, and the group made a fuss until two or three o'clock at night before dispersing.

Meng Yunjian drank a lot of wine, leaned on the back seat of the car drunk, pulled his necktie, tilted his head back slightly, and opened the window to let in the cold wind.

Wen Jing: "Brother Meng, be careful of catching a cold."

Meng Yunjian: "I don't have much work in June."

Wen Jing smiled: "No, didn't you say that the first half of the year was too busy and you have to take a vacation. There is only one advertisement in June, and there are no other announcements. Brother Meng can take a good rest."

Meng Yunjian said "hmm", the alcohol stimulated his nerves, the hotness all over his body could not go away, and the faint impulse and desire mixed in the flowing blood, making him extremely anxious.

From the time of divorce to the present, Meng Yunjian hadn't properly resolved his personal needs in half a year. He was too busy during that time, and even if he had needs, he would rush to solve them by himself. possible.

In his eyes, Bai Canyang is too beautiful, he doesn't want to do this kind of thing to Bai Canyang.

Besides, he himself is a person with strong desires, and Bai Canyang's body may not be able to support it.After much deliberation, Lu Qingyun is the most suitable.

That person is like a weed, no matter how much you toss it, it won't break.

Meng Yunjian tore off his neckline and said in a hoarse voice, "Call Lu Qingyun and ask him to wait for me at the apartment."

Bi Wenfeng was stunned for a moment, and Wen Jing whispered: "Brother Meng, Mr. Lu... I haven't been able to contact you for a long time."

Meng Yunjian frowned.

He took out his mobile phone, found Lu Qingyun's phone number and dialed it.

"The number you dialed is switched off, please try again later."

Meng Yunjian frowned even tighter: "Why is it always turned off?"

Wen Jing bit the bullet: "If you block it...it's like this."

Meng Yunjian's face darkened: "You mean he blocked me?"

Wen Jing: "...It's also possible that the phone is really turned off."

Meng Yunjian threw the phone aside, and his expression became more and more anxious.

As assistants, Bi Wenfeng and Wen Jing knew very well why Meng Yunjian had such a temper tonight.

Meng Yunjian was too busy with work and was under a lot of pressure. Going to bed was a way for him to vent his pressure. When Lu Qingyun was around, Meng Yunjian would make a phone call and ask Lu Qingyun to find him on the set.

Lu Qingyun is also really obedient, often flying in the middle of the night or driving a few hours in the night train to Meng Yun to admonish Cao. Bi Wenfeng even teased him for "sending chrysanthemums from thousands of miles", which is so cheap.

Now that Lu Qingyun who was always on call disappeared, Meng Yunjian was naturally unhappy.

Bi Wenfeng: "Brother Meng, do you want someone else to come over for you?"

Meng Yunjian frowned, turned around, "No need."

The voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was holding his breath, and sounded a little aggrieved.

After five or six minutes, Meng Yunjian suddenly asked, "He hasn't contacted you all this time?"

He, of course, refers to Lu Qingyun.

Wen Jing's palms were sweating: "Well, the time you asked me to find him, he moved out of the apartment and couldn't be contacted after that."

Meng Yunjian sneered: "I can't live in a good apartment, but I have to run away. I'm so stupid. Do you think I'll go to him after selling miserably? Idiot."

Wen Jing straightened his back, feeling very uncomfortable.

He felt that Mr. Lu didn't want to sell miserably, nor did he mean to ask Brother Meng to find him. He really didn't want to have any contact with Brother Meng anymore.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so long without any news.

At four o'clock in the morning, Meng Yunjian finally returned to his apartment. He entered the bathroom with messy steps, took a cold shower, and then plunged into the bed in the bedroom.

The fire on his body hadn't dissipated yet, he rubbed his hair irritably, then stretched out his hand...

I don't know what's going on tonight, but Lu Qingyun's face always floats in front of my eyes.

It seems that he really drank too much.

After finishing the work, Meng Yunjian went to the bathroom to wash up, and then tucked himself into the quilt to sleep again.

Half an hour later, Meng Yunjian sat up suddenly, turned on the bedside light, then took the phone over, frowning and called Lu Qingyun.

The phone is still off.

Meng Yunjian clicked on Lu Qingyun's WeChat again.

The last time he chatted with Lu Qingyun was the afternoon when they went to the amusement park with Jian Jian, more than half a year ago.

"Jian Jian has a cold, give him some Radix Banlangen."

This was the last message Lu Qingyun sent him, and he didn't reply at that time.

Meng Yunjian flicked his slender fingers on the screen, hesitating for a long time.

He didn't want to chat with Lu Qingyun, but Lu Qingyun was Jian Jian's other father, so it was a matter of course for him to talk to Lu Qingyun about Jian Jian.

Thinking of this, Meng Yunjian nodded and sent a message to Lu Qingyun.

[Jianjian's birthday is over, do you want to see him? 】

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and normal people were sleeping, and Meng Yunjian didn't expect him to reply to him immediately. Anyway, the man would definitely reply to Jian Jian's matter.He confidently put his phone under his pillow before falling asleep.

After less than 10 minutes of sleep, Meng Yunjian opened his eyes again, quietly took out the phone from under the pillow, glanced at it, saw that there was no reply, and put it back in. Half an hour later, he checked it again. still none.