Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

"Well, it depends on the situation." He probably knew the question that Lu Jinchuan wanted to know, but seeing that he couldn't find an idea, Zhou Xin was also anxious.

Zhou Xin frankly confessed: "Women are naturally more delicate than men. They need to be pampered or coaxed. You can't be tough with her, and you can't reason with her."

Lu Jinchuan was a little surprised: "Can't even tell the truth?"

Zhou Xin tried his best to hold back his laughter. Why did he think that Mr. Lu, who is decisive and decisive in the mall, is a little cute when he encounters relationship problems?

"Well, when you get angry, you can't talk about it."

Lu Jinchuan asked: "Then let's talk about it later?"

Zhou Xin finally couldn't help it, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "You can't talk about it afterwards, she will say that you turned over old scores."

Hearing this, Lu Jinchuan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

With her bullying temperament, she will be more obedient if she has to be aggressive. Communication with women must be more difficult than ten-figure business?

But for petting, he thought he did a good job. Although he deliberately ignored her, he gave her everything that was good, such as new jewelry in the season, and a luxury car, but she never drove it once.

He usually entertains a lot and knows that she doesn't like such occasions, so he always brings women to accompany him, sometimes it's a secretary, sometimes it's a female star.

In return, he would ask Zhou Xin to send some gifts, and they would all smile when they received them. Only Ying Xia, Jinshan Yinshan would just say "thank you" in front of him, without any joy.

Lu Jinchuan was puzzled: "Aside from gift transfers, what else can she like?"

Zhou Xin asked tentatively: "Is Mr. Lu referring to Ms. Ying? Let me say something more. In fact, there is more than material things in relationships. Mr. Lu is too busy, and Ms. Ying lacks company."

Hearing this, Lu Jinchuan frowned even more deeply.

Zhou Xin, the former Mrs. Lu, didn't have much contact, but judging from Lu Jinchuan's recent actions and words, he cared about this Mrs. Lu very much, but why didn't he always go home before, and what about Zhao Ruyi? He didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to ask.

Lu Jinchuan picked up his phone and opened WeChat. The one on the top was Ying Xia. He entered a sentence in the dialog box, typed and deleted it, typed and deleted it, and finally clicked send. Then his expression turned cold, and he directly threw the phone on the table. .

Zhou Xin glanced secretly, but didn't see the content of the post clearly, but the red exclamation mark was very conspicuous.

The famous Lu Jinchuan will be blacklisted one day, and he who knows the news doesn't know if he will be silenced.

Lu Jinchuan knocked on the table. He originally thought that it would be good to chase her back after he had dealt with everything. After ten years, he hadn't been able to force himself to let go. How could she let go.

He felt that he might not be able to wait any longer, and when he settled the matter, maybe everyone would run away.

Lu Jinchuan said to Zhou Xin: "You can make arrangements to go with me to the set tomorrow."

Zhou Xin was startled, but still asked without changing his face: "Then the itinerary that was originally arranged..."

"Push it." Lu Jinchuan was a little flustered: "I will not arrange work for the next few days."

"Yes." Zhou Xin just walked out for a while, then knocked on the door again and came in.

"Mr. Lu, Mrs. Lu said she couldn't reach you, so she called the secretary's office and asked me to tell you to go home for something important."

The relationship between Lu Jinchuan and his parents had never been good, he didn't have to guess what Jiang Xiyue wanted him for, but he still went back to the old house that night.

Jiang Xiyue didn't expect Lu Jinchuan to come so fast, she was still shopping outside when Lu Jinchuan got home.

As soon as she entered the door, she threw her bag on the sofa and sat opposite Lu Jinchuan: "What are you going to do with Ruyi? The due date is two months away."

Lu Jinchuan said calmly, "Be born."

Jiang Xiyue wanted to pat the table, but held back: "What will Ruyi and the child do if you don't get married?"

Lu Jinchuan didn't even look at it, with a cigarette in his hand, he said casually: "The Lu family can afford it."

He didn't mention Zhao Ruyi at all, meaning that woman was out of his consideration.

Jiangxi Yueqi pointed at Lu Jinchuan and said, "I don't agree, let me tell you, you have to get this marriage, or you have to get it if you don't, it's your responsibility!"

Lu Jinchuan finally looked up, his eyes were almost cold: "My responsibility?"

He stood up and walked towards Jiang Xiyue, raised his finger and pointed in one direction: "I have paid off the debt for as many years as that room has been closed, and it should have been enough, so don't try to threaten me with this matter again."

The Lu family knew exactly what the debt was and who it was.

Jiang Xiyue was stunned, pointed at his hand and lowered it slowly, her tone softened slightly: "You have already agreed, is it so difficult to marry Ruyi?"

"I regret it." Lu Jinchuan stared at her intently.

Jiang Xiyue still wanted to persuade him: "But you are divorced? It doesn't matter to you."

Lu Jinchuan sneered.

No effect?Letting go of his girl almost cost him half his life, so it doesn't matter?So how can it be considered influential?

Jiang Xiyue still wanted to try to persuade him, but before she could speak, she heard Lu Jinchuan say: "I know that the Zhao family is putting pressure on the old man, I will handle it well, and don't mention the marriage again."

Jiang Xiyue didn't even drink her saliva, and she was so angry that she had nowhere to vent, but now she is even more depressed.

A brief family dispute conversation ended there.

Lu Jinchuan closed his eyes and leaned on the car seat, with a cigarette in his hand sticking out of the car window, and he didn't even take a puff when it was burnt out.

Ever since that incident happened, Lu's house has become his hell. He walked alone in hell for several years, and finally met someone he wanted to hold firmly.

After that night, he knew that he couldn't let it go, how could he let it go?

Just thinking about how she would look like he saw her under someone else, that kind of image, even if it flashed through his mind for a moment, would easily drive him into a trance.

In spring, the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. Ying Xia wakes up in the morning with a fever and dizziness. The morning shooting task is not heavy, so she directly asks for leave and rests in the hotel.

When she woke up at noon, she habitually checked her mobile phone for missed calls or text messages, but when she saw the 99+ symbol in WeChat messages, she was stunned, she must have been pulled into some pyramid scheme group.

After clicking on it, there were more than [-] messages about Ning You alone, and the others were basically sent by people from the production team. She thought that something serious happened, so she hurriedly washed up and went to the production team.

It was only on the way that I had time to see what they were posting, and the results were all the same, saying that a super handsome guy came to the crew and told her to come back quickly.

Ying Xia laughed, at least he was in the entertainment industry, and there was a top-notch Shen Xiuyu in the crew, they seemed to have never seen a handsome guy.

As a result, she was dumbfounded as soon as she arrived on the set. The small group during the break on weekdays was gone, and the set was thriving. It seemed that everyone loved their current job to death.

Zhu Ranran sat under the shade of a tree, took a small fan, and Wu Nong recited the script softly while fanning. The little assistant wanted to take her fan: "Sister Ranran, let me do it."

Zhu Ranran shook her head: "It's okay, I'll do it myself, you go and rest."

The little assistant had never been treated this way before, his spine was chilling, and he didn't know whether to continue or let Zhu Ranran slap himself, so he had to stand aside.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Ranran pointed to the stool beside her: "Sit down."

Ying Xia took a few glances and was confused, why did this person change so much?