"Sir, this is Mrs. Jiang."
In the antique Chinese garden private restaurant at No. 78 Wutong Road, Lu Jing'an picked up the teapot and poured himself tea.
Hearing Xu Wei's words, he was not surprised at all. Instead, he took a sip of tea with a calm face and tapped the tea cup with his slender fingertips.
Xu Wei understood and pressed a certain switch, and a highly private screen separated the tea room and the restaurant.
When Old Mrs. Jiang came in wearing an emerald cheongsam and a valuable pearl necklace, the screen happened to be closed.
Seeing Xu Wei, the other party was a little unhappy: "Where is Lu Jing'an?"
"Old Mrs. Jiang, if I remember correctly, we made an appointment with Second Young Master Jiang."
The implication of Xu Wei's words is obvious, you are unkind and we are unjust.
Only Jiang Qiming is qualified to see Lu Jingan, otherwise... he is delusional.
"Old lady, I came all the way here, why don't I come all the way in vain?"
Xu Wei smiled and said nothing.
Mrs. Jiang continued: "Is Lu Jing'an here?"
"Old lady, none of us are kind people. It's best not to use morality to kidnap each other, because no one can tell. In the end, everyone still has some conscience in their hearts."
"The rules are here, but you want to bring it up. So it is us who decides who to see and talk to, not you. You have to accept the honor given to you by the Lu family, otherwise we dare not ensure that Jiang Can the old man get off the hospital bed?"
"Be careful to plot against others, but you will be plotted against yourself."
"Here comes the guest."
"You Lu family members are really all good-mouthed. I'm afraid no one will be able to get even a cent from you."
"Ordinary people wouldn't come to us so shamelessly to look for trouble!"
Xu Wei watched helplessly as Mrs. Jiang was invited out.
Seeing the door of the private restaurant being closed.
Old Mrs. Jiang was invited out, and she was filled with anger.
"Call Jiang Qiming to come back."
When Hengqing saw this situation, he knew that it would not work out, and that if it did, he would no longer be the Lu Jing'an he knew.
Jiang Qiming was sweating profusely on the tennis court with Huang Kai when he received the call from Hengqing.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Kai opened the net and walked over: "What did you say?"
"Let me go back to Jiang's house."
"What happened?"
"The old lady saw Lu Jing'an, but she didn't see him."
Huang Kai was a little worried: "If I let you go back at this time, you won't be scolded, right?"
"Can you not go if you get scolded?" Jiang Qiming asked with a smile, handing the racket in his hand to Huang Kai: "I'm going to take a shower and go back to Jiang's house first."
As soon as Jiang Qiming entered the hospital suite, the conversation between Hengqing and the old lady stopped abruptly.
"grandmother."
"Come in."
"How's Grandpa?"
"Do you still have this grandpa in your heart? I thought you didn't even recognize this grandpa."
The old lady was so angry with the Lu family that she had nowhere to vent her anger. At this moment, Jiang Qiming arrived and played into her heart.
"Tell me honestly, what is your relationship with Lu Jing'an? Why would he ask to see you by name?"
Jiang Qiming was shocked. Lu Jingan actually asked to see him?
Why?
Could it be that his involvement in La Huanong was discovered?
Then Lu Jing'an treated others the same way as others?
If this is really the case, does it indirectly prove that the relationship between Huanong and Lu Jing'an is indeed unusual?
"It doesn't matter. I have been in Beijing and Hong Kong for a long time and I have never seen Mr. Lu."
"Seriously?" The old lady didn't believe it, but everyone around her said so, so she had to believe it.
"really."
...........
"Sir, my wife is back."
"Something happened?" Lu Jing'an could tell that something was wrong with Kunlan's face as soon as he arrived home.
Quinlan took the coat from Lu Jing'an's hand: "My wife didn't seem to be well. She didn't even ask, she just went upstairs when she got back."
Lu Jing'an's expression changed. After hearing the bad news about Huanong, everyone couldn't stand and hurried upstairs.
I looked from the study to the living room and saw no one, so I confirmed that the person was in the bedroom.
When I first entered, I saw a bulge in the center of the big bed.
Huanong curled up into a small heap under the quilt.
The silly cat was still sleeping next to her with his arms stretched out.
Lu Jing'an walked over, reached out and touched her forehead, but she didn't feel feverish.
He started to lift her quilt again and took out her nightgown to check them one by one.
"Lu Jing'an, are you planning to play some kind of seduction drama?"
"Are you awake? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"What's wrong with you?" Huanong slept for about forty minutes and was woken up by Lu Jing'an before he fell into deep sleep.
If he hadn't known that he was in Puyun Mountain, he would have been slapped away.
"Quinlan said you weren't feeling well."
"No, I'm tired."
"Are you tired from filming?"
"Yes! I filmed some physical work scenes today and climbed five twenty-first floors in high heels."
Lu Jing'an:..........
"Is someone giving you a hard time or is it just something in the script?"
"It's in the script."
"Is it possible that the director would cut out scenes like this? Wouldn't it be better to just shoot one or two clips?"
"What the director wants is the state of being exhausted and lingering."
Huanong said, turning over and wanting to touch the cat.
The silly cat refused to let her touch it, so it got up, stretched out and fell asleep on the bed.
Huanong kicked Lu Jing'an's feet under the quilt and said nothing, but Boss Lu understood.
He walked over, hugged the cat and stuffed it into Huanong's bed.
"Did you take a bath?"
"Soaked."
"Stretch out your legs," the man said softly, and the soft and faint fragrance of tea wafted over, making Huanong feel much better.
When her gentle palms wandered over her calves, she felt like sighing in comfort.
"There is a bottle of yellow oil next to the bathtub. Bring it here and don't rub it for me."
"There's a lot going on."
Although Lu Jing'an complained, he kept moving his feet. When he came back, he still had a towel in his hand, like a professional masseur in the store.
"Have you met Jiang Qiming today?"
"No, as you said, Mrs. Jiang will not let Jiang Qiming come to me easily."
"The old godly woman is definitely not willing to do it. She has been planning to pave the way for her eldest grandson all her life, but you want to drag Jiang Qiming into the situation. This means that all the roads she has paved in front of her will be disrupted and she will have to start over."
"Furthermore, Jiang Qiming looks well-behaved on the surface, but is actually out of control. She will definitely not put herself in such an unstable situation."
"Ouch - it hurts, please be gentle."
Huanong was knocked to sleep.
As a result, Lu Jing'an dealt a cruel blow and woke her up directly.
"No, my legs are cramped..."
"it hurts!!!!"
Lu Jing'an was a little overwhelmed by the sudden situation in Huanong. When he couldn't handle it, he pressed the inside line and asked Quinlan to come up...
