The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

Chapter 207 Take Care of Yourself

Meng Chuyuan just took out his mobile phone from his bag, just glanced at the name on the note, and before he could operate it, the other party hung up the phone.

Seeing the picture of the incoming call disappearing on the phone screen, Meng Chuyuan was suddenly stunned.

"What's the situation?" If Meng Chuyuan hadn't raised his other hand, she might still suspect that it was caused by her ignorance and misoperation.

After confirming that this was the call that Lu Qingye took the initiative to hang up, the doubts in Meng Chuyuan's eyes gradually deepened.

Then she turned to the customer and made a video call, which was quickly answered.

Lu Qingye was sitting on a single chair, behind him was a marble wall, and next to him was a collection cabinet with various small objects placed on it.

Judging by the background around him, Meng Chuyuan felt that he should be in the office.

"Why did you hang up the phone just now?" Lu Qingye's state was somewhat relaxed, and he probably wasn't that busy at the moment.

It was agreed to contact twice a week. Seeing that this week is about to pass, they haven't called once.

"I just forgot about the time difference. I thought you were asleep." Meng Chuyuan was wearing a coat at home, with a silk scarf tied around his neck, and it happened to be the one he gave him.

Lu Qingye frowned slightly, and his tone was full of doubts: "Why are you dressed like this at night?"

He guessed that Meng Chuyuan's outfit was either ready to go out, or he had already gone out and had no time to change.

"I was eating out with a friend at night, and I heard you call me just after I came back." Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes and looked at him seriously: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with calling?"

"It's nothing, put the quilt on at night, don't catch a cold." Seeing Meng Chuyuan go out and wear the silk scarf he gave to have dinner with friends, he felt relieved for no reason.

"That's it?"

"Also, your menstrual period is coming soon, remember to bring the things you need to use when you go to record the show."

Seeing him say such words, Meng Chuyuan was taken aback: "How do you know?"

"I saw it in that desk calendar." During the few days when Lu Qingye returned to China and lived with Meng Chuyuan, he already had a basic understanding of Meng Chuyuan's living habits.

Meng Chuyuan likes to make marks on the desk calendar, toothpaste likes to be squeezed from the bottom, cosmetics and clothing must be classified into categories, and the placement is also regular, and the quilt will be folded immediately after getting up.

These traces of life were too obvious, so Lu Qingye naturally paid attention to them.

Meng Chuyuan nodded lightly: "Okay, I see."

"Take care of yourself." Lu Qingye said again: "If you don't want to record, you can stop at any time, and I will bear the loss caused to the show."

Meng Chuyuan and Lu Jinsen recorded together without him knowing, so it can be said that he has never liked this show.

Of course, this may have something to do with his own conditions.

Because he is not short of money, nor is he involved in the entertainment industry.

Meng Chuyuan smiled: "I don't want to record it, I think it's quite fun."

After all, she is also a child from the countryside. Every time she sees those old houses and the simple rural customs, she feels that her life is so beautiful now.

"Well, it's getting late, you should go to bed early." Lu Qingye lowered his eyes, his eyes suddenly fell on the position of Meng Chuyuan's neck, and said to her slowly: "You look good wearing this silk scarf. "

Meng Chuyuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the silk scarf, and said with a smile, "It means that Mr. Lu's vision is quite good."

(End of this chapter)