Back To 80s: Husband, You Are Under Arrest

Now I can't find her if I have nothing to do, can I?

Lu sighed to the party, "your company has sent the case to my law firm. I'm asking them to collect evidence Today, I'm here to see your status and to ask, "what's your appeal for this case?"

In fact, Hua Yan didn't think about it seriously. She pondered for a moment. When she saw this comment for the first time that day, her anger turned into reason: "in fact, I was very angry at that time. Now I want to use it to achieve a warning effect. You can scold me, but you can't scold my son. "

Then her eyes fell on her clever son, who was only three years old and didn't understand a lot of things. If she was cursed because of herself, she couldn't accept it.

Lin Jianshen didn't pay much attention to things on the Internet. When he heard Hua Yan's words, he realized the seriousness of the matter and frowned: "Yan Yan, why didn't you tell me such a big thing happened?"

"What's the use of telling you?"

remembering the last time Mr. Hua passed away, Hua Yan didn't tell Lin Jianshen. In Lu Xiangdang's opinion, there must be something wrong between them.

He mercilessly accepted back, "you're just a musician, you don't know anything about the capital operation of the entertainment industry. Even you are just a link in the chain of entertainment industry. You can't help her. "

His words are really a little ugly. Hua Yan's face cools down. "I'm just a link in the industrial chain. Don't I even have the right to resist?"

"You know that's not what I mean."

Recently, for some unknown reason, she is always prone to misinterpret her own meaning. Lu can't help frowning at the party, "I just -"

"forget it, it doesn't make sense to you."

Without waiting for him to explain, Hua Yan shook her head, "I'm full, and the staff below are still waiting for me. Jianshen, take care of Xiaobao. "

With that, she went straight around Lu Xiangdang to the studio downstairs.

Lin Jianshen is about to take Xiaobao to follow him, but Xiaobao runs to Lu Xiangdang. He looks at him curiously: "uncle, aren't you happy?"

Originally, he couldn't love Lin Jianshen's son, but he was more like Hua Yan. With a small face carved with jade, he was the man's version of Hua Yan.

Lu Xiangdang's tone softened unconsciously. He squatted forward and pinched his soft face: "does xiaobaoxi like uncle?"

"Xiao Bao likes his uncle."

With that, Xiaobao jumped into his arms and opened his hands to embrace him.

Holding Xiaobao full of milk fragrance on his body, Lu Xiangdang suddenly felt strange, but he couldn't tell what it was like, so he went down with him.

Looking at Xiaobao, who is very clever in Lu Xiangdang's arms, Lin Jianshen is stunned. He knows that Xiaobao's character is different from Hua Yan's natural familiarity. Xiaobao's temperament is actually a little cold.

I have taken care of him personally since he was born, but over the years, he is not very familiar with me. At most, he will be closer to me when Hua Yan is away.

Now, as soon as he saw Lu Xiangdang, he welcomed him with joy. He could not help shaking his head in frustration, and then he went down with him.

The following rehearsal has already started, but it's just a process. After Hua Yan finally confirms this, today's work is coming to an end. After thanking the staff one by one, she walks towards Lin Jianshen with all her fatigue.

Seeing Lu Xiangdang holding Xiaobao, she was stunned. She was a little nervous. But she was too tired and couldn't lift her strength to be angry. She just took her son from Lu Xiangdang's arms and said, "thank you."

"Is the work schedule a little too intensive?"

Seeing that she was deeply tired between her eyebrows, Lu Xiangdang worried that he didn't want to make her tired by helping her win this program, "or he would not take it."

"It's the company's work schedule."

Shaking her head, Hua Yan takes a look at Lin Jianshen, who has been silently watching her silence. She feels guilty. If it wasn't for her, he would not be humiliated and ridiculed by Lu Xiang.

She looked more and more faint at Lu Xiang's party, "thank you for coming in person today. Next time we have a chance to invite you to dinner. If there's nothing wrong, we'll go back first. "

With that, she gave Xiaobao to Lin Jianshen, followed him and walked out with his shoulders.

Lu Xiangdang watched the direction they left. There was a lot of melancholy in his eyes. Zhao tezhu was scared to see the heavy emotion in his eyes. His boss looked at Hua Yan in the eyes, not at his friends He found something out of his mind and didn't dare to say a word.

"Let's go."

Now she does not want to comment on herself. Although Lu Xiangdang does not know where the problem is, he believes that he can provide her with a more stable life.

……She said that she was going home. In fact, Hua Yan can't go back today. She's going to record tomorrow. The crew made a reservation for the staff in a nearby hotel.

Lin Jianshen enters the suite with Hua Yan. He holds Xiao Bao, who is already sleepy. "Xiao Bao is almost asleep."

"I'll take him to the bath first."

He took Xiaobao from his arms. After Huayan tried the water temperature, she put Xiaobao in. When she washed Xiaobao's hair, she looked at Lu Xiangdang's shadow between her eyebrows and eyes. Then she thought of Xiaobao, who was very quiet and clever in Lu Xiangdang's arms. She couldn't help asking him, "Xiaobao, do you like Uncle Lu?"

"I like it."

Heavily nodded, Xiaobao at this time has been because of sleepy attack, small head bit by bit, but still a positive answer.

"You have only known him for a short time. Why do you like him?"

This is what Hua Yan is most concerned about. Xiaobao seems to naturally like Lu Xiangdang. Is this the so-called reaction between father and son?

"Xiaobao, Xiaobao can't tell."

Xiao Bao, who is already sleepy, groans a little. Hua Yan sighs and holds the washed Xiao Bao. She puts him on the bed and puts him in his pajamas before putting him into the bed.

"Do you also find that Xiaobao's attitude towards Lu Xiangdang is different?"

After Xiao Bao falls asleep, Lin Jianshen asks in a low voice. He just heard the conversation between Hua Yan and Xiao Bao clearly.

"Well."

Up to now, there are only a few people close to Xiaobao. Hua Yan sighs and says nothing more. It's hard to distinguish her emotions