Spoil Him, Heal Him

Qin Anlu held the script in her hand, but looked at the door from time to time and saw the long figure appearing. She hurriedly put down the script, got up and greeted him, "Mr. Lu, are you here to pick up Tong Yi?"

Lu Zhanbei nodded slightly politely, and looked around the hall.

"Tong Yi and Sister Yao are busy in the office, you sit first." Qin Anlu said, reaching out to pull Lu Zhanbei's arm.

Lu Zhanbei calmly avoided, and walked towards Tong Yi's office.

Qin Anlu rushed to the air, and then quickly chased Lu Zhanbei, "Ms. Lu Zhanbei probably has something important to discuss with Tong Yi. She has been in the office for a while. Why don't you wait outside for a while?"

Lu Zhanbei stopped, not wanting to disturb Tong Yi's work, turned back and sat down on the sofa.

A touch of joy flashed across Qin Anlu's eyes, "What would Mr. Lu want to drink? Tea or coffee?"

"No, thank you, you are busy." Lu Zhanbei took out his mobile phone and started reading emails, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Qin Anlu bit her lip lightly. She has admired President Lu for many years, but she has never had a chance to get close. Now that she has a chance, she will definitely not let it go.

She thinks that she doesn't need to be worse than Tong Yi, what Tong Yi can do, she must be able to do it too.

When Qin Anlu walked to the sofa and stooped to get the script on the coffee table, she glanced at her high heels and fell to Lu Zhanbei's side, showing horror on her face, "Ah, Mr. Lu."

But in my heart, I was happily thinking that Lu Zhanbei would give her a pity and cherish the jade, or hug her directly.

Lu Zhanbei got up and withdrew to the side, and at the same time swiftly took the pillow on the side and threw it where he had just sat.

Qin Anlu fell directly onto the pillow, knocked her face on the back of the sofa, and was instantly deformed by the impact.

What Tong Yi came out to see was Qin Anlu falling on the sofa without an image. He snorted in his heart and walked over pretending to be concerned, "Anlu, are you okay?"

Qin Anlu ignored her painful face and hurriedly sat up straight, maintaining her image as a goddess of literature and art, "I'm fine."

Tong Yi took Lu Zhanbei's arm and gave him an angry look, "You are so true, I don't even know how to give a hand when she wrestles."

Lu Zhanbei's thin lips hooked slightly, and Tong Yi's small figure was all in his black eyes, "Don't you often tell me that men and women are not getting married?"

Tong Yi was startled, when did she say this?

"What are you going to do?" Lu Zhanbei raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of Tong Yi's nose, spoiling every word and deed, "Are you finished?"

Tong Yi returned to his senses, "Yes."

Lu Zhanbei pulled down the small hand in his arms, wrapped it in his palm, and said, "Go home."

Tong Yi, "Okay."

Lu Zhanbei Chao Yao Jie nodded slightly, said hello, and then led Tong Yi away without looking at Qin Anlu at all.

Yao Jie watched the two leave, turned to look at Qin Anlu who was rubbing her face and gently rubbing her face and said, "It's not yours. If you can't force it, why bother to ask for it?"

Qin Anlu stopped rubbing her face, and said with a smile in the next second: "Sister Yao, are you talking about this script? I think this script is quite novel, and I still want to fight for it."

Yao Jie glanced at Qin Anlu again. Since Qin Anlu pretended to be stupid, she was too lazy to say, "Let's do it with you." Then she turned around and went into the office again.

In the car, Tong Yi asked Lu Zhanbei tentatively, "What do you think of Qin Anlu?"

Lu Zhanbei looked at the phone screen and was browsing the emails he hadn't finished reading. "I don't know, I'm not familiar with her."

"Then do you think she looks good?"

"Did not notice."

Tong Yi pressed the corners of her lips, "Why didn't you pay attention? You have come to my studio many times, and you often meet her. She has spoken with you and made tea for you."

Lu Zhanbei's attention was focused on the phone, and he let out an "um" casually.

So this is remembered?

The joy in Tong Yi's heart instantly retreated, "When Qin Anlu fell just now, you put a pillow on her, were you afraid of her falling?"

Lu Zhanbei, "Yes."

Tong Yi frowned, released the hand holding Lu Zhanbei's arm, and moved her body aside.

The car was quiet.

Zheng Wei, who was sitting in front of the car, could see that Tong Yi was unhappy. However, his boss focused on his work, and said the wrong thing to make Tong Yi unhappy without realizing it, "Uh...um..."

He cleared his throat deliberately.

The boss is still dealing with work in the rearview mirror.

"Um...Um..." Zheng Wei cleared his throat with more effort.

Lu Zhanbei lifted his gaze from the phone screen and looked at Zheng Wei, "Your voice is uncomfortable?"

Zheng Wei, "..."

After being speechless for two seconds, Zheng Wei winked in the rearview mirror and pointed at Tong Yi.

Lu Zhanbei turned his head in doubt, and saw Tong Yi sitting far away from him. He looked out the window with his head facing him. Is this... angry?

Lu Zhanbei recalled the conversation between the two of them just now, and instantly understood, turned off the phone, and sat down with Chao Tongyi, "What are you looking at?"

Tong Yi said without looking back: "It's nothing."

Lu Zhanbei went to pull Tongyi's hand.

Tong Yi drew his hand back, "Are you busy, leave me alone."

Lu Zhanbei's eyes were stained with a thin smile, "Are you angry?"

"Okay, why am I angry?"

Lu Zhanbei nodded, "Yeah, good, why are you angry?"

Tong Yi, "..."

Lu Zhanbei turned his head and looked at the driver's seat, "Zheng Wei, did you drive out for private use?"

Zheng Wei's face is dumbfounded, why did he get involved with him? But I hurried to clarify for myself, "Boss, I don't have any. Without your consent, how dare I..."

"Where did the sour smell in the car come from?" Zheng Wei was interrupted by Lu Zhanbei before he finished speaking.

Tong Yi, "..."

Where did Zheng Wei know Lu Zhanbei's mind, he sniffed hard, "Boss, I don't smell the sourness."

Lu Zhanbei, "Yes, inexplicably sour, but also very thick."

Tong Yi, "..."

Lu Zhanbei’s tone was a mess, and he had never made a joke before. Zheng Wei took it all seriously and sniffed carefully. There was no other smell except for the faint smell of leather and leather, "Boss, I I really don't smell it."

"You have a problem with your sense of smell." Lu Zhanbei said, turning his head to look at Tong Yi, "Yiyi, do you smell it?"

Tong Yi couldn't bear it, turning around with a small fist and slamming on Lu Zhanbei, "You are sour, you are sour and hateful."

Lu Zhanbei smiled and held Tong Yi's wrist, "Okay, don't be angry, there are only two kinds of people in my eyes, one is you, the other is everyone except you."

His implication is in his eyes, except for her, everyone else is the same, Tong Yi does not believe, "Then she wrestles and falls, what pillow do you put for her in advance?"

"I'm worried that she won't be able to make money for you if she falls."

Tong Yi, "..."

The corners of her lips couldn't be restrained from turning upwards, Tong Yi didn't start to let him see her smile, "Then you still talked to her."