A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

"I'll let the special assistant watch over the matter here." Lu Xing explained in a very cold tone.

It was still concise and to the point as always, the special assistant had been with Lu Xing for many years and had known Lu Xing's temperament for a long time, so after investigating the matter, he spontaneously drove over.

The chief director repeatedly nodded in agreement, and he wouldn't dare to say bad things if he gave him ten guts.

After the explanation, Lu Xing and the others left the venue. Song Jianjian had just finished taking off his makeup, and the female students were hesitant to speak.

I'm here, so I didn't ask.

After Song Jianjian took off his makeup, he took back his mobile phone, took an overnight leave with the director team, and went home with Lu Xing and the others.

That night, Father Yu received a call from Lu Xing, yes, it was Lu Xing, not Lu Xing's special assistant.

The words are very simple, the central meaning of the organization is that if Yu Ying can't control her father, he can do it for her!
The calm tone made Yu's father feel an unprecedented pressure. He knew that Lu Xing was not joking.

If the youngest son dies like this again, he may really be unable to keep him.

After Yu's father knew the ins and outs, he was so angry that he didn't choose what to say. He was so angry that he didn't work overtime. He took his eldest son home and kicked Yu Ying, who was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs up, to the ground.

Pointing at Yu Ying, he scolded angrily, "Aren't you brainless? You still can't hear. Didn't I tell you clearly last time, telling you not to provoke the Lu family? Why don't you listen? Woolen cloth?"

Yu Ying originally felt that she had spent a lot of money this night and hadn't done anything yet, so she was so angry that she would naturally not suppress her true emotions, and blurted out, "I just don't accept it, why did they beat me up?" , I still have to shrink my head to be a man?"

"Not only do I want to fight against him, but I also want to make them pay the price! Who let the two brothers join forces to beat me, causing me to lose such a big person in this circle!"

If he hadn't happened to go to Yuyuxuan to play last time, he really didn't know that his affairs had become the laughing stock of this circle!
Father Yu became even more furious when he heard the words, "You know it's embarrassing, you know it's embarrassing, so just stay at home obediently and don't go anywhere. Also, why? Let me tell you!"

"Just because you are not as good as the Lu family in every way, and because your father is not as good as the Lu family, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Yu Ying was dissatisfied, but he wasn't stupid either. His father was so angry that if he said anything more, he might cut off his source of income!

Then why did he continue to fight against Lu Xing?
Father Yu was about to be pissed off by this stupid son, and he said harshly, "Let me tell you, don't get involved in those messy things in the future! Let me know again, and see if I don't break your leg! "

Yu Yingman was not reconciled, but he didn't speak, and looked at the corner of the table in front of him with cold eyes.

The more they cared about Song Jianjian and protected Song Jianjian, the more he wanted to attack Song Jianjian!

It's just a lowly stepdaughter. Even if he really did something to her, it's impossible for the Lu family to really do anything to him?Song Jianjian, Lu Xing, Lu Rui, they made him ashamed and made him a laughing stock, he would never just let it go!

Lu Xing and the others here came home, and the aunt at home had been waiting for them to come back, and prepared supper, saying that they were afraid they would be hungry when they came back at night, but Lu Rui and Lu Yang did not refuse, they were indeed a little hungry.

The first floor of the villa was brightly lit, and the second floor above was completely dark.

Lu Xing said lightly, "I still have some things to deal with, so I'll go up first."

Lu Zikun and others thought it was a matter of work, or Lin Xiaoxiao's matter, but they didn't take it seriously.

Lu Zikun nodded, "Go."

"The nature of your work is a bit dangerous, Song Jianjian, do you want to consider changing jobs?" Lu Rui didn't speak harshly this time, nor did he intentionally hit her, but sincerely suggested her.

Although Song Jianjian is indeed very talented on stage, as long as he thinks of Lin Xiaoxiao's crazy approach, he feels a little too dangerous!
He also had an operation last time, it was a black fan, that black fan was too paranoid, that person wanted to pour sulfuric acid on an artist's face, but he didn't succeed, he was noticed, and in the end, he hurt himself instead!

That face was completely ruined, and it could only be followed by plastic surgery.

"I like dancing very much, and I like the current state very much. In fact, there are very few people like Lin Xiaoxiao!"

Three minutes after Lu Xing went upstairs, Song Jianjian told Lu Zikun and the others that he was a little tired and wanted to go upstairs to rest.

Lu Zikun and Jiang Wanliu naturally had no reason not to agree, and hoped that she could rest well, after all, they all saw her hard work.

Going upstairs, Song Jianjian walked outside Lu Xing's study room, knocked on the door a few times, and found that there was no response for a long time, so he boldly opened the door, and there was no one inside.

Her slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and she quickly realized that if Lu Xing was not here, he should be in the room.

She hurriedly walked to the door of Lu Xing's room, and knocked a few times in the same way.

"Brother, can I come in?"

Enduring the pain, Lu Xing called Father Yu and warned him concisely, only then remembered that the wound on his hand hadn't been treated yet.

When he was about to take off his coat, he seemed to suddenly think of something?
Enduring the pain, he took out the small box in his pocket, looked at it for a while, and then put the box on the table.

If it wasn't for the box in his pocket and the need to protect Song Jianjian, when he slid down, his hand would wipe off the corner of the box.

Such strong friction will naturally cause wounds...

He took off his suit jacket, put it on the sofa next to him, rolled up his sleeves slowly, and before he had time to treat the wound, he heard Song's sharp voice.

He could only quickly put down the rolled up sleeves, put his injured hand behind his back, walked to the door as if nothing had happened, and opened the door.

I saw Song Jianjian standing at the door with a dignified expression, "Brother."

Lu Xing's eyes flickered slightly, "What's the matter?"

Song Jianjian still felt uneasy all the time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he came upstairs to confirm whether Lu Xing was really okay?

"Are you really all right?"

With Lu Xing's right hand hidden behind him, his fingers unconsciously curled up, his expression was calm, "It's okay."

Song Jianjian keenly noticed that Lu Xing's hands were hidden behind his back all the time, and his body seemed to be a little stiff. If it was normal, she would not pay special attention to it.

Unfortunately, because of the previous incident, she always felt a little uneasy.

She can confirm that she heard correctly.

Song Jianjian lowered his eyes and seemed to be persuaded by him, "Okay then, big brother, go to bed early, I'll go back to my room first."

Because of her words, Lu Xing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Before the tense string had time to relax completely, he saw Song Jianjian suddenly dodge, and quickly sneaked in from beside him, reacting Unusually flexible.

Song Jianjian's reaction really caught Lu Xing by surprise, he didn't even have time
Before he could dodge, Song Jianjian grabbed the sleeve of his right hand.

The blood smeared on the man's white shirt was particularly obvious.

Song Jianjian didn't dare to touch his hand, so he could only grab his sleeve instead.

I don't know how he was hurt?
I don't know if it will touch his wound?
She asked with a rare questioning tone, "Brother, didn't you say you were not injured?"

"It's nothing." Lu Xing's gaze stayed on Song Jianjian's hands that were tightly clutching his sleeves±O
Her round pink fingertips exuded an irresistible cuteness.

Song Jianjian didn't notice his gaze, and said helplessly, "You were hurt because of me, but you kept it from me and didn't want to tell me, which would make me feel even more stressed."

Hearing this, Lu Xing suddenly raised his dark and cold eyes to look at Song Jianjian.

Song Jianjian would no longer be afraid of him as before, but teased, "You are a president worth over [-] million yuan. If you really get hurt somewhere, I can't afford it."

With calm eyes, Lu Xing said concisely, "No need."

Song Jianjian didn't quite understand what he meant, "Huh?"

"It's okay." Lu Xing's eyes quickly flicked across Song Jianjian's beautiful face, and his tone was calm, "It's not a big deal."

"That's not okay, let me help you treat the wound, shall we?" Song Jianjian said decisively.

Lu Xing didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Song Jianjian in front of him, her beautiful eyes
Full of firmness, as if he must grind until he agrees.

Song Jianjian seemed to be afraid that he would not agree to him, so he quickly added, "Just take it as my repayment?"

Lu Xing's slender and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked much more approachable than usual.

"Ah."

Seeing that he agreed, Song Jianjian quickly asked him where is the medicine box?
Lu Xing pointed to a place, and Song Jianjian couldn't wait to get the medicine box.

Lu Xing closed the door smoothly.

"You sit on the sofa, and I'll help you treat the wound?" Song Jianjian knew that it would be more appropriate to call Lu Rui this kind of thing, but she thought that Lu Xing hadn't said it before, so it must be because she didn't want her uncle and the others to know.

Lu walked to the sofa and sat down, his long straight and slender legs were slightly bent and overlapped. Song Jianjian had already noticed, so he didn't hide his hands behind him.

Song Jianjian followed Lu Xing's instructions to find the medicine box, sat next to Lu Xing, opened the medicine box, and found cotton swabs, alcohol, and medicine.

She explained, "Although I'm not a doctor, I often changed my dressings during the training period, so, big brother, let's make up for it first?"

Lu Xing's usually cold and indifferent eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with an inconspicuous softness under the warm-colored lights.

He looked calm, "Yeah."

Song Jianjian couldn't roll up his sleeves for him, so Lu Xing could only do it himself.

At first, she thought it was a skin scratch, but she didn't expect it to be a large piece of skin, at least as big as a third of the palm of her hand.

The wound is bleeding all the time. The broken skin is actually more troublesome than the dislocation. As long as you put your hands on the back of the dislocated joint, it won’t hurt anymore. However, if the broken skin caused by friction is not properly maintained, it is likely to fester.

"The skin has been scratched so much, yet you still tell me it's okay!" Song Jianjian was helpless.

When Song Jianjian saw that he rolled up his sleeves, there seemed to be no disturbance, but she carefully observed that Lu Xing frowned slightly, and although he unfurled it quickly, it also showed that he must have touched a wound.