Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Time stepped down from the car, looked around, and saw Lu QianChuan lying on the recliner with his eyes closed.

From time to time, there were staff walking back and forth around him, but he stood in place like a stationary statue, motionless.

Time walked towards him quickly, and the position he stood just blocked a section of the air outlet for him.

There was no more cold wind blowing. Lu QianChuan slowly opened his eyes. When he saw the face of time, he immediately perked up.

Since he asked time to call Gu zhixia, he has never contacted time again. It seems to him that he has been waiting for half a century in just half an hour.

"How's it going? Are you in touch?" Lu QianChuan frowned at the time, couldn't help asking, and his eager mood suddenly appeared in his tone.

Time shrugged his shoulders, dragged aside the chair and sat down. He spread his hand and said, "no, it's still off."

He said, glancing at Lu QianChuan's face with his remaining light, and calmly analyzed, "maybe it's just that the mobile phone is out of power."

"No!"

Lu QianChuan firmly denied the speculation of time.

He knows that it's definitely not because the mobile phone is dead.

Last night... What happened to her?

Lu QianChuan thought, and his heart became more and more flustered. He remembered the sweet smell when he was confused, and her quiet and tired sleeping face.

damn! He regrets it! Just let her leave the villa!

His empty palm curled up and clenched tightly, and his knuckles were blue and white.

Time's eyes slipped slowly from his face and settled on his hand that completely exposed his mood at the moment.

He seems to really understand something.

Time immediately said, "well, I'll find Song Qing. She's Gu zhixia's agent. She must know the situation."

He said and dialed the phone directly before Lu QianChuan said anything.

Fortunately, Song Qing's phone was finally connected after not waiting long.

"Qingqing, I have something to trouble you." time held the phone and consciously turned on the hands-free. While looking at Lu QianChuan, he went straight to the point, "Gu zhixia's phone can't get through. Do you know what's going on?"

Song Qingzha was not surprised when he received a call from time to ask about Gu zhixia.

They now sign in to Lu QianChuan's studio and know that the actions of their artists are normal.

However, Song Qing's mood dropped a lot when she thought of what Meimei had told herself before.

"Zhixia was attacked and injured last night," Song Qing said truthfully.

Her slightly low voice came out through the speaker, and Lu QianChuan naturally heard it clearly.

injured?

When he heard the word, his eyebrows jumped!

Where did you get hurt? Is it serious? Who hurt her?!

Lu QianChuan opened his mouth and almost couldn't help asking questions, but when he raised his eyes and saw the interesting eyes of time, he choked back.

Staring at the time, the tendons in the temples trembled slightly.

No wonder, the message said that he almost killed her.

The overwhelming sense of guilt and regret rushed towards him like the tide in flood season, which made him breathless.

Lu QianChuan breathed heavily and nodded to time to continue to ask clearly.

"Is she hurt? Is it serious?" time understood.

"It shouldn't be a big deal anymore. She has asked me for leave..." Song Qing guessed the time and asked. She heard someone talking.

The noisy voice seems to be... The crew?

Song Qing guessed and added, "but Mei Mei only told me this. I don't know where she is now."

Time pursed his lips. "OK, I see. You should contact Gu zhixia more. I'll hang up first."

As soon as he pressed the call button, Lu QianChuan sighed.

Frowning, obviously in a bad mood.

Time patted him on the shoulder and suggested, "didn't you feel sick yesterday? Just take a leave."

Lu QianChuan raised his eyes and glanced at him. Without saying a word, he let him walk slowly in the direction of the director.

He wanted to see Gu zhixia now and see where she was hurt

See if she's really okay.

But even her agent doesn't know where she is now

Lu QianChuan lowered his head, raised his hand slightly in an impulsive mood, inserted his white slender fingers into his hair and stroked them behind his ears.

I hope not with him.

Time left not long, turn back again.

His face was not very good, and he looked very serious. Holding his mobile phone, he handed it to Lu QianChuan.

"Asakawa, something's wrong."

The dignified voice sounded over Lu QianChuan's head, urging him to look up.

Something happened. What happened?

Can it be more important than Gu zhixia's injury because of him?

Lu QianChuan nodded. A very dim and blurred photo broke into his eyes in an instant.

That's his door. How could he not recognize it?

Lu QianChuan took a closer look. There were two or three small photos below the big photo. In the photos, women with duck tongue hats and drooping heads were photographed.

That woman is Gu zhixia.

"Asakawa, can you tell me what happened?" time saw Lu Asakawa grab his mobile phone and stand with his arms around his chest and asked him.

Lu QianChuan has never had such an affair with any female star for so many years.

This time, Gu zhixia was photographed visiting his house.

But what time wants to know more is what happened last night.

Lu QianChuan rubbed his fingers on the mobile phone screen. As soon as he returned to the main page of the blog, he saw the title "Gu zhixia sleeps in Lu QianChuan apartment for 6 hours" hanging high all the time.

In just one hour, the forwarding volume has exceeded one million, and there are all kinds of comments.

They made headlines in this way.

"Just like what they photographed." Lu QianChuan stared at the comments and abused Gu zhixia. His eyes, which had not rested, were covered with scarlet blood.

Time was stunned. Why didn't he know that they developed so fast?!

Sweet 6 hours before leaving in the morning?

Time opened his mouth and didn't dare to mention a word. Then he heard Lu QianChuan say coldly, "I had a high fever last night. She helped me deliver medicine. It's that simple."

Therefore, it was purely caught and photographed by a person with a heart and sent out to deliberately mislead.

“……”

Time suddenly felt speechless. Looking at the increasing heat and overwhelming comments, I had a headache.

"Now, how to solve it?"

Can't you let this false report continue to ferment?