This witch calls me daddy

Chapter 21 Something is wrong with Anjie
Lu Ye finally picked up the phone: "Way?"

Terminal patient: "Hey, it's me."

Lu Ye: "I know it's you, what's wrong?"

Terminal patient: "Do me a favor."

Lu Ye: "No money."

Terminal patient: "Oh, I'm so overwhelmed with thoughts that I come to you to borrow money?"

Lu Ye rolled his eyes: "If you have something to say, I'll hang up if it doesn't matter."

Terminal patient: "Do me a favor and take a set of stills."

Lu Ye: "I'm very expensive."

The terminally ill patient laughed, a silvery laugh that even Anjie heard outside the phone.

"Sister, I can sleep well, but I can't afford the money to go on stage?"

Lu Ye stared: "What the hell!"

Patient's sister: "Old theater, eight o'clock in the evening, see you there or not, remember to bring your 'guy'!"

Lu Ye: "Go away, you..."

beep - beep -

Without giving Lu Ye a chance to counterattack, the opponent was already dead.

"Nima, it's inexplicable."

Lu Ye put his phone down on the table unhappily and took a few breaths with his nostrils flaring.

Anjie glanced with big eyes and twitched her little ears, but she still finished the burger gracefully.

It wasn't until he wiped his mouth and sucked the straw that he cast an inquiring look.

Lu Ye actually didn't want to explain, but he didn't want to express his emotions to the child in front of him.

He reluctantly said three words: "A friend."

"What are you looking for?"

"Ask me for help."

"Is there any money to be made?"

Lu Ye remembered the conversation just now and rolled his eyes: "Yes, but I don't care about it."

"why?"

"Oh, because she is sick."

"Terminal illness?"

Lu Ye's originally resistant mood was amused by An Jie's serious expression. He smiled and shook his head: "When I said she was sick, I meant that she was mentally ill and mentally ill. I was scolding her, not that she was really that. ill."

Anjie: "Then does she have a terminal illness?"

Lu Ye looked indifferent: "Who knows, maybe... not."

Anjie was a little confused: "Then why did you say that to me?"

Lu Ye put on a clown-like smile and smiled seriously at this inquiring little guy for 10 seconds before saying:
"Because she is my ex-girlfriend."

……

On the way home, Anjie never heard any questions.

What's your surname, what's your name, where you live, what you do, and how you met each other are more serious than checking your household registration.

Lu Ye was overwhelmed with trouble and gave a very simple answer: "Bering", "this city", "director", "classmate"...

In the end I couldn't stand it anymore: "Why are you such a gossip? Why do you care about these things?"

"Judge whether she might be my mother."

Lu Ye sneered: "Hey, absolutely impossible!"

"why?"

"Because she has a terminal illness."

The little girl knew that he was cursing people again. She stuck out her tongue and made a face, and finally stopped.

But he only paused for a minute and asked again: "Then she asks you for help, will you go?"

"Don't go."

"why?"

"It's annoying."

Anjie thought about it and suddenly looked surprised: "Do you still like her now?" "Ha-ha--."

Anjie looked at Lu Ye seriously.

Lu Ye looked disgusted and let her look at him.

After a while, Anjie nodded: "I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"It must be because you were dumped by someone, so you feel resentful, but you still can't let it go, so you curse them and don't want to face them."

"Ha!!" Lu Ye laughed angrily, "Are you kidding me? Lu Anjie, do you know who your father and I were in school? I can pick the school belle! I can step on the school belle! Do you know how many female classmates are interested in it? Me? An acting major, a drama major, a dance major, what kind of beauty have I not seen before, just her???"

Anjie: "Then who initiated the breakup?"

The cannon of Luye's machine gun went silent for an instant.

Anjie: "It shouldn't be you, right?"

Lu Ye's expression was a little embarrassed and he remained silent.

Anjie: "So it's her, right?"

Lu Ye rolled his eyes and looked at the sky.

Anjie: "Oh————"

Lu Ye was anxious: "Why are you sighing?"

Anjie: "I didn't expect that the mainland demon king would also be trapped by love."

Lu Ye: "Love is nothing! I'm so sleepy! It's just for fun!"

Anjie nodded and said something that made Lu Ye stand at attention:

"So I think you should go."

Lu Ye looked shocked and couldn't believe it.

Anjie: "You should go and tell her face to face that I, the Demon King of Lu, am just playing with you."

Lu Ye's chin almost hit the upper part of his shoe.

Anjie: "Who am I? I can pick the school beauties and step on the school weeds! Will I care about you?"

Lu Ye: "...Da-da, it's not necessary."

Anjie: "You should tell her with your actions that not only do I not care about you, but I have also forgotten about you. I don't even mind coming to do you a favor, and I don't even ask for money! Because I don't! Rare! Rare!"

Lu Ye was a little dumbfounded.

Watching the little girl, imitating the way he speaks, he imitates it perfectly...

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was her ability to imitate that was strong, or whether it was due to heredity.

Seeing Lu Ye staring at Qiqing with a complicated face, Anjie put away her exaggerated acting skills and smiled sweetly:
"You don't care anyway, just go and take a look?"

Lu Ye raised and lowered his eyebrows, with a puzzled look on his face: "What...are you planning on doing? Why do you want me to go so much?"

Anjie returned to being well-behaved: "I just want to see how you work at ordinary times, whether it is very hard. Besides, haven't you always said that your work is very good? I want to see it."

Facing the little cotton-padded jacket's concern, Lu Ye's head warmed up: "Work is okay, it's like that, it's okay. In fact, even if I take the order, there is no need to take her order." After a while, he added, "Mainly...I'm afraid that it might still be a little awkward if we meet."

An Jie smiled in a sensible manner, but she still imitated Lu Ye's tone and advised her: "It's just a meal, it's not shabby. The worst thing is, accept her more!"

When it came to money, Lu Ye thought of the words on the phone again, and an unknown anger arose.

Put out the money! ?
Meow!
Anjie is right!
You talk to me about money, then let’s have a good talk!
I had an idea in my mind, and there was only one step left: "How about I take you to see it?"

An Jie smiled brightly: "Of course! I have to supervise you!"

Lu Ye: "Then let's go! Really, I thought I was afraid of her if I didn't go!"

Anjie nodded with deep approval and exaggerated movements.

It was better to go home and pick up the camera equipment first. This was Lu Ye's "guy", so he took a taxi and went straight to the old theater.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Lu Ye looked at Anjie.

Her face was illuminated by the street lights, but there was always a faint smile on her lips.

"What are you laughing at?"

Anjie smiled sweetly: "I didn't smile."

Lu Ye: "..."

I always felt that something was wrong with Anjie today.

It smells like a routine.

(End of this chapter)