you are my dream

Sheng Xia smiled, "Let's start working."

Huang Shan, a big manager, directly replaced the assistant's work, and followed Sheng Xia all the way. Of course, his main energy was focused on Shi Yanjing.

Shi Yanjing must not be given the opportunity to pretend to be public and benefit himself.

Huang Shan was well prepared to guard against death, and even simulated various situations that might happen in his mind. What method he would use to fight back, he must strictly guard against defense, and did not give Shi Yanjing any chance.

But who knows, during the whole filming, Shi Yanjing didn't do anything, didn't get involved in any decisions during the filming, and left everything to the director.

He didn't even stay on the set for a long time, Huang Shan felt that his appearance as if he was facing a formidable enemy looked a little ridiculous.

After all the filming was finally over, Huang Shan finally couldn't help asking, "What's going on, Mr. Shi?"

"What's going on?" Sheng Xia, who had already changed her clothes, was very puzzled.

"Why didn't he do anything?" Huang Shan was puzzled.

"He's not a director, and he's not an actor. What should he do?" Sheng Xia was also puzzled.

"He... isn't he..." Huang Shan looked around awkwardly, then lowered his voice, "Didn't he want to eat grass? Such a good opportunity, why don't you see him act?"

Sheng Xia was a little dazed, and then smiled, "He is the president of such a big company, and he is very busy with work, how can he have so much time for these love affairs?"

"Besides, these wealthy and wealthy families all care about face-saving, and he has no shortage of women to like him. How can he persist in something that doesn't pay off?"

When Huang Shan heard it, it seemed that this was the truth, and she felt relieved immediately, that when Lu Meizhi went abroad, Shi Yanjing would not take advantage of it, it was very good.

Then he defended Midsummer again.

"It's a good thing you weren't deceived by his hypocritical appearance, and you really got back together with him, otherwise, who knows if this kind of person will get sick again!"

Sheng Xia smiled and changed the subject, "Brother Huang, I saved your life this time, how can you thank me?"

Huang Shan was confused, "How did you save my life?"

"If you didn't come here to work, you should either be on a blind date or on the way for a blind date throughout the Spring Festival, right? Don't you hate blind dates the most?"

Sheng Xia said.

The more Huang Shan listened, the more she felt something was wrong, "Who told you that I hate blind dates the most?"

"Brother Lu? It's New Year's Eve. When we had the New Year's Eve dinner, Brother Lu asked you to come and work with me. I originally refused. You don't have much vacation for a year. It's hard to celebrate the New Year. You spend more time at home. It's great to be with your family. Brother Lu said that you don't want to go on a blind date at home, and you wish for a job."

Sheng Xia repeated what Lu Meizhi had said, and then looked at him suspiciously, "Isn't it?"

Huang Shan: "...Yes."

He tried his best to control his expression, so as not to make his expression look ferocious, "The boss is right, you did save my life."

Sheng Xia: "I really didn't see it."

Huang Shan secretly draws circles in her heart to curse the unscrupulous boss, forget about exploiting him during the Chinese New Year, and label him as not fond of blind dates.

So how to solve his single problem?

The cursed Lu Mei had already arrived home a long time ago, and started investigating what happened back then.

He wrote so many letters back then, how could it be possible that Sheng Xia didn't receive any of them?

He originally thought that it was Sheng Xia's adoptive mother who was acting as a hindrance and deliberately hid the letter first, or destroyed it, or the old man in the mail room was sloppy, or there was a problem at the post office.

However, before going home, he checked all possible accidents in the country, and they were all wrong.

The rest may be that something went wrong when it was sent.

For a few days, it really made him find out something.

Looking at the letters in the lacquered wooden box, he couldn't believe it. There were more than 100 letters, and the white envelopes had turned yellow.

When Lu Xiaorong went downstairs, she saw her son sitting in the living room, staring blankly at the thick letters in the wooden box.

"Let's eat." She had a calm expression, as if she hadn't seen the wooden box.

"Why?" Lu Meizhi asked in a deep voice.

Lu Xiaorong picked up the knife and fork, and behaved elegantly, like a lady.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it after dinner." She said casually.

Lu Meizhi could no longer control the anger in her heart, she stood up abruptly, "Mom, why did you do this? Why did you intercept the letter I sent to Xiaxia? Why didn't you let me contact her?"

Lu Xiaorong just raised her eyelids and glanced at him, her tone remained calm, "This is a stupid question."

She glanced at the letters, "At the beginning, I found out that you wrote to that neighbor, and the servants intercepted it and destroyed it directly. I didn't expect them to keep it?"

"Mom!" Lu Meizhi couldn't help raising her voice, the anger had already reached her throat.

"What is your identity, what is the identity of the neighbor, she is just an adopted daughter, she is not worthy of you!"

Lu Xiaorong said slowly, with a condescending attitude in her tone, as if everyone was an ant, which made Lu Meizhi frown.

"I think she's very good, and I don't think I have any status. I'm not as good as her!" He said in a deep voice.

"You are not young anymore, you should get married too. I have seen several famous ladies studying here, you go and meet them." Lu Xiaorong said.

"I saw her. Although you have tried your best to separate us for so many years, I still found her." Lu Meizhi met her gaze with a firm tone.

"In this life, I only identified her. I don't want anyone but her."

Lu Xiaorong finally restrained her smile, "I don't agree. I definitely won't agree! She has no help for you."

"I, Lu Meizhi, don't need a woman to do what I want to do. I can still do it."

He is extremely serious, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are unpredictable, "Also, this matter is settled and will not change. I am just informing you, not asking for your opinion."

Lu Xiaorong suddenly laughed, "Naive!"

"Mom, don't you believe in my ability?" Lu Meizhi asked with a smile.

"If you can do it, you can marry whoever you like, and I won't interfere." Lu Xiaorong restored the standard lady's smile, eating western food gracefully and calmly.

In the noble and luxurious living room, every move of the woman seemed to be measured by a ruler, and her posture was as perfect as a dummy.

Lu Meizhi sat at the other end of the dining table and began to eat.

At the dining table, only the sound of the collision of knives and forks can be heard, and the two have no more conversation.

The atmosphere is very stiff.

No one wants to bow their heads first.

For the first time in many years, the mother and son duo entered such a cold war.

Early the next morning, Lu Meizhi boarded the plane back home with the wooden box in her arms.