Shining Stars: First Producer

The doctor didn't speak, and went straight to Lucheng, and when she didn't react, he pressed her slightly swollen place with his hands.

"It hurts!" Lu Cheng yelled in a low voice, and turned to look at Song Moran's teary eyes, as if they were about to cry.

　Under her gaze, Song Moran felt overwhelmed for a long time, as if he suddenly heard his father's scolding, but he didn't know what he had to do to satisfy his father.

"Doctor!" Song Moran put his big hand on Lu Cheng's shoulder gently, and looked at the doctor with a very cold gaze.

The doctor trembled under his gaze, and quickly withdrew the hand on Lu Cheng's ankle.

Looking at Song Moran, he said cautiously, "This lady's foot injury is not serious, as long as she has a good rest for a few days, she will be fine."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Moran's expression, thought for a while, and said flatteringly, "It's just that it's better not to move around during the two days just injured."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and saw Song Moran's unmoved gaze, and his relaxed expression was raised again, a little uneasy.

"Thank you," Lu Cheng didn't seem to notice the awkward atmosphere around him, and thanked the doctor sincerely.

"No, no, no!" The doctor shook his head quickly, looking carefully at Song Moran.

Song Moran didn't look at him, his eyes were always on Lu Cheng's body.

"In this case, don't go down today, just rest in my office for a while." Song Moran said in a deep voice.

"Hey," Lu Cheng raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes, "It will be inconvenient for me to stay here."

Song Moran looked at her with serious eyes, "It's okay."

Under his gaze, Lu Cheng's originally frowning brows slowly relaxed, "Then I'll bother you."

Seeing the way the two of them get along with each other like no one else, the doctor was surprised, but his face remained calm, and you slowly backed out.

So when Lu Cheng came to his senses, there were only the two of them left in the office.

I don't know why, obviously nothing happened, but Lu Cheng's face turned red.

Holding a synthetic fan in his hand, Lu Cheng put it on his face and swept it, looked at Song Moran and urged, "Go to work quickly."

Song Moran looked at her, his deep eyes flickered, and he inadvertently revealed a smile, and walked inside under Lu Cheng's burning eyes.

Lu Cheng took root in Song Moran's office just like that, neither of them seemed to have thought that Lu Cheng's injury was not serious at all, and they could move back slowly.

In another office of the company, Su Xiaoyue paced back and forth with a wrinkled expression.

"What do they mean?" Su Xiaoyue murmured softly, curling her fingers unconsciously.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Xiaoyue suddenly raised her head, clapping her hands together and making a loud noise.

Without saying a word, Su Xiaoyue rushed out the door, Su Xiaoyue's face was ferocious, as if she didn't care if she met other people on the road.

"For other things, you can go directly to the person in charge." There were other people opposite Tang Chen, both of them seemed to be talking about something, and at the same time they were startled by Su Xiaoyue who suddenly pushed the door in.

The smile on his face fell, Tang Chen's eyes flashed a hint of sternness, he wanted to get angry but he forcibly endured it because he was worried about the people around him.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Tang Chen asked softly, but his eyes were full of oppressive blackness.

Before Su Xiaoyue could say anything, the person who was talking to Tang Chen resigned with a wink.

"Miss Su must have something to worry about. There's nothing else to do next, so I'll leave first." He said, and walked out as soon as he turned around.

Tang Chen smiled ugly, didn't speak, and at the same time stretched out his hand to block the words that Su Xiaoyue was about to blurt out.

Hearing the sound of the door being gently closed, Tang Chen's expression suddenly became ugly.

He turned around and looked at Su Xiaoyue with dark eyes, "Now there is no one else, you can say why you came here in a hurry just now."

Su Xiaoyue didn't notice that Song Moran looked at you with an unusually ugly face, and said hastily, "I just came from the president's office, and Lu Cheng actually lived in his house?"

Her expression was strange, jealousy and envy and other messy complex emotions were displayed on her face, making her expression even more ferocious.

"And then?" Tang Chen clicked his tongue softly, looking at Su Xiaoyue's expression cold.

His cool voice was like pouring a bucket of ice water directly on her face, which made her, who was a little congested, wake up suddenly.

Su Xiaoyue lowered her head and gritted her teeth, her expression calmed down when she spoke again.

"It's nothing, I will do what I promised you," Su Xiaoyue said.

Tang Chen snorted, and didn't take her words to heart at all, and said mockingly, "As long as you don't make any trouble yourself, you're fine."

Su Xiaoyue lowered her head and said nothing, as if she didn't take Tang Chen's words into her heart at all, but the curled fingers hanging on the side of her hand revealed her true inner feelings.

The atmospheres in the two offices of the company are completely different, but there seems to be a sense of fate that should be so.

In the president's office, Lu Cheng was observed by all the people who came and went, and his mood was always tense, and he didn't relax until he got off work.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Song Moran got up and said.

Lu Cheng nodded, stood up reluctantly with his hands on the side, the wound on his foot became more and more painful as time passed.

Seeing her tightly furrowed eyebrows, Song Moran put his hands on her waist and legs without thinking, and hugged her up with all his strength.

"Put me down quickly." Lu Cheng froze for a moment, then started to struggle when he realized it, and said at the same time.

"Don't move," Song Muran said in a deep voice, but he slightly exerted his strength in the hand holding her, and hugged her closer to him.

He kept making small movements with his hands, but his face still had a calm and calm expression.

Lu Cheng didn't notice his small thoughts, her face flushed red, but she didn't dare to struggle because of the feeling that she couldn't realize it.

Song Moran's steady woody fragrance was all in his breath, Lu Cheng's face gradually turned red, and his eyes looked around vigilantly.

On the way to the underground garage safely, Lu Cheng was relieved that he didn't meet anyone else on the way.

"Don't do this next time!" Sitting in the car, Lu Cheng stared at Song Moran who was sitting beside her, and said.

Song Moran glanced at her casually, but didn't respond, with a look of disapproval at all.

"I don't like this." Lu Cheng looked at his expression, frowned, and said in a low voice.