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

Just like that, Sister Li patted her chest: "Just wait, I will definitely find you a good resource."

Song Jianjian tugged at Sister Li's sleeve, and rubbed her head against Sister Li like this: "I knew Sister Li was the best for me."

Sister Li coughed lightly, a little uncomfortable: "It's because you are pitiful."

"whee."

The matter of resources was handed over to Sister Li. Song Jianjian thought that Lu Xing asked her to return to Lu's house a few days ago.

She didn't know what was going on, and Lu Xing never followed up.

After thinking about it, Song Jianjian decided to go back to Lu's house to improve his presence while he still had some free time.

So, she put on a mask and left without looking back when Tang Yuan was tearful.

After a hard journey back to Lu's house, the only one in the Lu's house was my aunt, who was stunned for a while as she watched Song Jianjian come back, before saying, "Ma'am, sir is in the room."

Didn't go to the company?
Song Jianjian nodded and went upstairs on high heels.

She looked around the room and guessed that Lu Xing was in the study now.

Song Jianjian didn't go in a hurry, but slipped into her room first, and then sprayed on most of the bottle of perfume. Today she was spraying the smell that Lu Xing hates the most.

As a qualified female supporting role, she has already found out what Lu Xing hates.

There is simply no female supporting role more qualified than her.

Then she changed into a fresh and elegant dress by the way.

Song Jianjian still remembered the description of her in the original book.

[She has a coquettish and fierce face, but in order to cater to Lu Xing's preferences, she learned to wear Jiang Qingyan's style, clumsily like an ugly duckling in front of everyone, Lu Xing recognized her at the first sight He despised her shame in his heart, shook off her hand without hesitation, and cursed angrily: "Get out."

When Song Jianjian saw this passage, he was still slandering in his heart.

This leading man is really lacking in style.

But from another perspective, since she is the heroine of Mary Suwen, she must only give her demeanor to the heroine.

Song Jianjian planned to follow the original owner's route today, and thoroughly brush up a wave of strong disgust.

After all, she will be very busy in the next period of time. If she brushes this time, she may have to save up.

Thinking, she changed her high heels, put on canvas shoes, and stood in front of the mirror to take a picture.

"Isn't this beautiful?" Song Jianjian touched his little face and muttered.

Putting on her espadrilles, she felt like she could go to high school.

I don't know where Lu Gou's eyes are, this idiot thing, and he still hates it.

Ah.

Song Jianjian tugged at the corner of his clothes, but went out awkwardly.

It was far away, but the voice from the study could be vaguely heard.

The man's voice was deep and magnetic, clear and cold, speaking the language of an unknown country, fluent and majestic.

If Song Jianjian was a voice controler, he would probably bow down to this person's suit trousers by now.

Her hand that was about to knock on the door paused, wondering if she should wait until it was over before going in?

But after going in, will it appear that she is very sensible?
No, no, no, a vicious female supporting role can't be sensible!
So Song Jianjian mustered up his courage and knocked on the door.

The man's voice paused, and said lightly: "Put it outside."

Lu Xing thought that the nanny at home had brought something.

After a while, there was no movement, he frowned slightly, turned around and met a pair of eyes.

Song Jianjian did not know when he came behind him, the corners of his eyes were bent, and there seemed to be waves flowing in his eyes, which were seductive.

Maybe she didn't even know it herself, no one could resist her appearance as a man outside.

The same is true for Lu Xing.

He rolled his throat, his eyes darkened.

"Surprised or surprised?" Song Jian pointed out, speaking in a choked voice, almost rolling his eyes.

The woman's delicate body leaned against him like this, the strong smell of perfume exuded from her body, with a smell of essence, which smelled pungent and unbearable.

Lu Xingteng stood up from the chair all at once, his face was indifferent, his breath was terribly cold, and the chair behind him moved back a little because he was making too much movement.

Song Jianjian was startled by such a big movement.

Isn't it, sir, is it so annoying?

But having achieved his goal, Song Jianjian worked harder and even looked at Lu Xing eagerly.

This expression is Jiang Qingyan's forte. In the plot, everyone likes her.

If she made it, it should be the same as in the novel, nondescript, and then let Lugou hate it to death, right?
And Lu Xing met her gaze, his heart beat wildly, and he almost panicked.

He intentionally concealed his flustered expression, and said coldly, "What are you trying to do?"
Song Jianjian tugged at his sleeve, and smiled, "Honey, am I not pretty?"

Lu Xing ignoring his conscience: "It's ugly."
Song Jianjian: ""

Thank you, I'm here to make you ugly.

It seems that the effect is still very obvious. Song Jianjian lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and his tears welled up: "Is it really ugly?"
Tears come as they say.

For a moment, what Lu Xing was about to say stopped immediately, he lowered his lower eyelids, and his eyes fell on the woman's face.

After removing the heavy makeup, she only put on light makeup, and she looked like a minor for a moment.

Underage?

Lu Xing suddenly said, "Change your clothes."

Song Jianjian was at a loss: "Why?"

Is it really ugly to the point of indescribable?

Lu Xing's voice was slightly hoarse, and he lowered his eyebrows: "I don't want to break the law."

Song Jianjian didn't react: "What is breaking the law and not breaking the law?"

This time, Lu Xing didn't give her a chance to say anything at all, he lifted her collar and carried her out, his voice was suppressed and restrained: "I'm afraid that someone will say that I abducted minors."

Song Jianjian:?

She kicked and gave up struggling, looked at Lu Xing dully, and then continued to watch the door close in front of her dully.Abducting minors?

Does Lugou mean that she is very young?

Does it mean that she looks good in her clothes?

Why is it different from what she thought?

He obviously still looked extremely disgusted just now, why did he change in an instant?
But complimenting her for her good looks and her youth, Song Jianjian could still accept it.

She touched her face, not fussing with Lugou for now.

Hehehe, Lugou's gaze is not as bad as in the novel, at least you can tell that she is pretty
Somehow, it seems like a beat was missed somewhere.

Can't think about it anymore, Lu Xing felt that he would lose control.

No, you can't get out of control for a woman.

President Lu is determined to be a heartless businessman with a cold face.

"No." He said in a deep voice, "stay away from me."

Song Jianjian: "?"

She looked down at the stool that was one meter away from the two of them, and fell into deep thought.

Then, she silently sat on the sofa, a full three meters away from Lu Xing.

Lu Xing: ""

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows, he felt that his wife had gradually become a fool.

"Too far."

Song Jianjian silently moved to two meters away.

Lu Xing took a look, but still felt that it was too far away: "Come a little further."

Song Jianjian moved a little more cautiously.

No matter how he looked at it, Lu Xing felt that something was wrong, so he waved his hand: "Sit back."

Song Jianjian: ""

My day, are you playing with me?
She smiled, suppressed her temper, and sat back down again.

Smiling face: "Can you?"

Lu Xing glanced at it, and tentatively said, "No more."

Seeing Song Jianjian's expression, he stopped in time: "That's it."

Song Jianjian: ""

When will this kind of day be the head?

After returning to the room, Song Jianjian took off his disguise, kicked his shoes, and lay down on the bed.

Ji Qing just called at this time.

Song Jianjian sneered, "I thought you died outside."

Ji Qing was a little hypocritical, after all, she was the one who blocked Song Jianjian last time.

"This, cough, cough, baby, I didn't mean it, so don't be angry."

Song Jianjian laughed hehehe: "The plastic sisterhood is vividly displayed here."

Ji Qing begged for mercy on the other end of the phone, and Song Jianjian let her go.

"Ji Qing." Song Jianjian said in a deep voice, "Do you think if I propose a divorce to Lu Xing, will he agree?"

She thought for a while, and waited for Lu Xing to propose a divorce, unless she made some big moves.

But if she wants to rely on the actor's profession to make a living, she must not ruin her reputation, so she doesn't intend to damage herself by eight hundred.

Ji Qing, who was complaining about being too busy these days, paused, fell silent for a few seconds, and let out a pig-killing cry.

"What did you say? Divorce? Song Jianjian, are you okay?"

And the other side.

Lu Xing received a call from Luo Xiangwen.

Luo Xiangwen and Du Jue at the other end were mixed together, noisy and noisy, and the background music was too high, Lu Xing took the phone a little far away, his face turned dark.

Luo Xiangwen stopped the hot beauty with one hand, and drank wine with the other: "Yo, Ah Xing, you can be regarded as answering my call."

Lu Xing frowned slightly, his voice was cold, and he put his pen on the table, "What's the matter?"

Luo Xiangwen coughed lightly: "I don't want you to come out for a gathering, after all, we brothers haven't had a drink for a long time."

Lu Xing lowered his eyes, ran his finger across the paper, and refused coldly: "Busy."

Luo Xiangwen quit: "You are busy every day, you always spend some time with your sister-in-law, even if people like you like this, their love for you will gradually fade away!"

Lu Xing retorted without saying a word: "She won't."

No one knew better than him how much Song Jianjian loved him.

They have been married for more than half a year, and Song Jianjian still loves him so much now.

Luo Xiangwen was stunned by his confidence: "No, Ah Xing, do you really think sister-in-law won't be tired?"
Lu Xing just wanted to refute, but after regaining his senses, he felt that it had nothing to do with him, so he sneered, "What's none of my business?"
He said indifferently: "I wish she was tired and divorced as soon as possible."

Luo Xiangwen shut up, he didn't know why, he always felt that his buddy would be slapped in the face, and then there would be a legendary head-chasing wife crematorium or something.

He chuckled: "I'll wait for you to call me when you're crying, and let me give you some advice."

Lu Xing frowned coldly, "Dream."

Luo Xiangwen kissed the beautiful woman's face, fell into the gentleness, and sneered: "Dele, President Lu, do you remember what you said now."

Lu Xing didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he hung up the phone directly.

He was sitting on a chair with the smell of perfume still lingering on the tip of his nose.

Lu Xing only felt that something was pressing in his heart, and he frowned irritably.