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"Did you call Mr. Phillo?" Jiang Yueyun suddenly turned around and looked back when she heard this, her eyes were full of disbelief: "It's the vineyard..."

"It's okay," Lu Chengfeng lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yueyun's hair, tightening his arms: "Nothing is more important than you!"

Less than 15 minutes after the call with Mr. Ferro ended, someone sent 100 million euros in cash and conveyed it to Lu Chengfeng. When he was at the winery last time, Mr. Ferro liked Jiang Yueyun very much. So I decided to give him a present.

"What gift?" Jiang Yueyun asked curiously.

"It's those men in black."

"Fernan was taken away by them, what will happen?"

"He treated you like that," Lu Chengfeng behind him blazed with anger in his eyes, "They can't treat him too much."

From the angle where he was sitting, he could just see Jiang Yueyun's open neckline, on the delicate collarbone, and through the gaps in the gauze, there were still some bruises.

Lu Chengfeng did not tell Jiang Yueyun that Ferro's people found several surveillance videos at Feinan's house that night, and Jiang Yueyun's every move after being kidnapped was recorded.

When he saw Jiang Yueyun being beaten, he couldn't hold back anymore, and when he saw the scene after Feinan came out of the bathroom with Jiang Yueyun on his shoulders, Lu Chengfeng suddenly ran like crazy to the place where Feinan was temporarily detained .He was punched until his hands and feet were broken and he vomited blood.

Gently stroking Jiang Yueyun's injured skin with his fingers, Lu Chengfeng asked in a hoarse voice: "Is it still uncomfortable? I should go to Mr. Phillo earlier and rescue you earlier, so you won't..."

Jiang Yueyun looked at the face of grief and indignation because of self-blame with distress, turned around and stretched out his hand to hold his head in her arms, touched his cheek and persuaded: "Don't blame yourself, it's just some marks left on your body, after a few days God will be fine."

After persuasion for a long time, the other party's complexion still did not improve, he sighed helplessly, curving to save the country.

Jiang Yueyun blushed, and whispered in Lu Chengfeng's ear: "Don't mind those marks, I'll let you..." The following words made him feel ashamed to death, his voice was so low that he could hardly hear it .

"Really?" Lu Chengfeng caught his words keenly, and a gleam of light flashed on his frustrated face.

Blushing and nodding, Jiang Yueyun's lips were immediately covered with warmth, and delicate kisses fell on the corners of his lips, ears, and neck. He tried his best to cover the mouth that kept sparking on him, panting. : "Not now, don't... ah..."

The gloom was dispelled by the sunshine, Lu Chengfeng raised his eyes with a smile: "You still have a month to recover, so long, let me charge some interest..."

As a result of the nonsense, he received a stern warning from the doctor.

The doctor directly ordered Lu Chengfeng to come within three steps of Jiang Yueyun's bed.

Lu Chengfeng himself was also injured, but it was to lure Fei Nan to bring Jiang Yueyun out. He retained his strength during the fight, but it was just a few flesh injuries, not critical, and healed soon.The face looked scary at the time, but it was also because of a deliberate punch that caused the brow bone to be broken, and half of the face was a little bruised.

Feeling overwhelmed by harassment, Lu Chengfeng had no choice but to go back to his ward to recuperate from his wounds in extreme boredom.

After being discharged from the hospital, Jiang Yueyun went to the vineyard and personally thanked Mr. Ferro.

The old man opened a bottle of good wine to entertain them, Lu Chengfeng went to the other side of the wine tasting room to talk to Mr. Alfonso, and Jiang Yueyun thanked Mr. Ferro alone.

Holding his glass, the old man glanced at Lu Chengfeng, who still had bruises on his face, showing disdain: "Your boyfriend is too timid." He said, "When they first met, we were It is completely possible to control Fernan and force him to tell us where we hid you, but Lu just refuses to agree, and must use the safest method, let himself be beaten, and then let you trick him out."

"But to be honest," Mr. Philo took a sip of his wine, "I still admire the way he hit someone afterwards."

Jiang Yueyun laughed a couple of times along with her, and did not agree.

"By the way, Mr. Jiang, I'm very strange." Mr. Ferro turned his head and asked him, "What did he mean by that sentence? Why did you find a way to ask Feinan to take you to see him after hearing this?"

The original doubts came to my mind again, not because I had no doubts, but because I felt unbelievable.

Jiang Yueyun suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and explained to the old man in simple words: "That is a script that both of us are familiar with. There is a line in it. He said the first half of the sentence, and the meaning of the second half is Ask me to meet him."

"So that's how it is!" Mr. Phillo showed a suddenly realized expression, and then shook his head again: "However, the expectations based on this charade are too fragile, if there is any misunderstanding, wouldn't it delay the big event ? You young people..."

"Isn't there still you here?" Jiang Yueyun smiled, "We absolutely trust you."

At this time, Lu Chengfeng and Mr. Alfonso also came over.

Mr. Ferro was full of enthusiasm, raised his glass with a smile, and accepted the young man's compliment, "I like you very much. Although this vineyard has been sold to me, you two will always be my guests, and you can visit us at any time. Come and play. Mr. Alfonso can stay here too."

Everyone smiles and raises their glasses together.

The filming plan for "Dear Stranger" in Verona was one week, and it was the eve of returning home in a blink of an eye.

When Lu Chengfeng took Jiang Yueyun back from the vineyard, everyone had packed their luggage and went to the commercial street to buy souvenirs.

The two of them had no intention of shopping and stayed in the room to pack their luggage.

Jiang Yueyun returned to China with the crew, while Lu Chengfeng went to Venice again. His movie will start shooting the day after tomorrow.

Lu Chengfeng took out the shirt hanging in the closet and threw it on the bed, and saw Jiang Yueyun was distracted while folding the clothes.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu Chengfeng pressed Jiang Yueyun's hand, helped him take out the socks stuffed into the sleeve of his shirt, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the shirt.

"Ah, it's okay." Jiang Yueyun smiled, let him kiss the corner of her mouth, and continued to pack her luggage.

Do you want to ask him?Jiang Yueyun hesitated.

From the beginning of this book, Lu Chengfeng's attitude towards himself was very suspicious, and the plot has developed beyond recognition. Although he has also changed the plot, but more often, he will have a feeling of being seen through.

And the hint that Lu Chengfeng gave that day was even more incompatible with this world.

"System, are you there?"

"Master, here I come!"

"Is Lu Chengfeng a character in this book?"

"Master, have you bumped your head? Of course Lu Chengfeng is a character in this book, and he's also the protagonist!"

"No, I'm talking about 'this' Lu Chengfeng, the one in front of me."

The system suddenly fell silent.After several minutes, the system went back online: "Sorry master, this question is beyond my authority, and I cannot answer it."

These days, even the system has learned to avoid the serious and take the light.

But this question was asked trickily, and after receiving such an answer, he already understood most of it in his heart.

When he was thinking silently in his heart, Lu Chengfeng had already walked to his side.

The moment her warm arms hugged him, Jiang Yueyun swallowed the doubts in her heart, but heard him say in her ear: "I'm telling the truth, am I?"

Jiang Yueyun suddenly became nervous, what does this mean?

Sensing the stiffness of the person in his arms, Lu Chengfeng showed a wry smile: "Actually, I don't know too well. When I was conscious, I was the Lu Chengfeng of this world. He won the best actor and had his own company and studio. The task assigned to me by the system is to observe Jiang Yueyun and find the way home."

Jiang Yueyun raised her head abruptly.

If Lu Chengfeng was a character in the book, it would be impossible to get in touch with the system!Not to mention the task!

and so……

Jiang Yueyun stretched out her hand excitedly, and suddenly wrapped her arms around Lu Chengfeng's neck, but she didn't know what to do.

The rush of adrenaline was urging him to do something crazy, and his brain became blank and dazed amidst the beating of blood vessels.

Finally, Jiang Yueyun raised her head and kissed Lu Chengfeng hard on the lips.

Then his eyes turned red and he covered his eyes.

"So what's the matter, don't cry, don't cry!" Lu Chengfeng was stunned by his actions, and after a moment of daze, tears had already wet Jiang Yueyun's cheeks.

He hurriedly wiped it with his fingers distressedly, but the teardrops gushed out so fast that he couldn't wipe them clean no matter how hard he tried.

In the end, he had no choice but to sigh and suffocate the person in his arms.

The cloth on the shoulders was wet, and it took a long time before Jiang Yueyun raised her head under his persuasion, her eyes were already red and swollen like two big peaches, and she almost couldn't open them.

"It's nothing, I'm just, I'm so excited." Jiang Yueyun choked with tears, traveled to this world alone, and experienced other people's lives. The loneliness alone made him almost collapse several times.Now, knowing that there are compatriots by his side, and such close people, how could he not be excited?

His throat was congested and his voice was hoarse. He carefully confirmed: "Do you know what this world is?"

"Another space!" Lu Chengfeng frowned, "My system is a shy little girl who talks like she hasn't eaten. When I woke up, a task was issued to me. Talked to me a few times, and then I couldn't get in touch again."

Jiang Yueyun couldn't help being speechless, it seemed that her "all" was more responsible.

"Then... who are you... in reality?"

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