After being reborn, he was made popular by his dead enemy

Not only Wen Che, but everyone at the table was a little surprised when the sound came in.

Grandma Wen turned around and saw Mrs. Lu, she stood up with her wine glass in her hand, and the others followed suit.

"What is this for? Auntie, please sit down."

Wen Che had heard of Mrs. Lu, but she didn't have a deep impression on her. After all, she was not an easy person to meet. In her vague memory, she didn't seem to have held a parent-teacher meeting for Lu Yue.

I couldn't see it when I was in school, and I didn't have much chance after that.

Lu Yue stood behind her silently. Wen Che looked at the mother and son, feeling a little out of harmony.

Although Mrs. Lu has a dignified demeanor, she has a gentle smile that doesn't take anything seriously. When she was young, she thought she was a social butterfly in the Vanity Fair.

But Lu Yue didn't seem to be so easy to get along with, and had a sense of indifference that was out of place on this occasion.

Wen Che turned his gaze to Wen Changjian and his wife, feeling that their expressions seemed a little unnatural, and then they exchanged greetings actively.

Madam Lu did not respond to their polite words, but focused on Grandma Wen.

"Auntie, it's really enviable that you have a good boy like Wen Che, who is sensible and talented, it's up to you."

Grandma Wen looked at Wen Che, and was a little surprised when he had won Mrs. Lu's favor. After thinking about it, she couldn't remember any intersection between the Lu family and her family recently.

But since you are praising your own children, you should be happy.

Mrs. Lu raised her glass to Wen Changjian: "Don't worry about what happened a few days ago, Mr. Wen. There will be opportunities to cooperate in the future."

Wen Changjian's face turned pale.

He opened his mouth and was about to take over the conversation.

Mrs. Lu didn't give him this chance: "But I thought about it later, the joint venture can be postponed, but I really want it."

Mrs. Lu looked at Wen Che with a smile: "It would be our honor if this child can really sign under our banner."

Wen Che was dumbfounded.

Grandma Wen's expression suddenly turned cold.

She has been telling her elder son to take good care of Gu Wenche, and it is also the best protection for him to keep his brokerage appointment in her own company.

But according to this meaning, when did Wen Changjian plan to sign Wen Che to another company, but never mentioned it to her?

Wen Che was also a little dazed. In his previous life, he was indeed signed to the Lu family by his uncle, but not so early.

Could it be that Goujitiaoqiang planned to do this first because he failed to trip him many times before?

Madam Lu seemed to come here specially to say these few words, watched the scene where everyone had different expressions, smiled softly at Wen Che, turned and left.

The next half of the meal was overwhelmed, and at the end of the show, Grandma Wen passed by Wen Che, grabbed his hand and pressed it: "You do what you have to do, it's fine."

Wen Che knew what grandma meant by staying in the company well and leaving the rest alone.

He nodded and watched grandma leave.Uncles and aunts looked flustered and followed closely.

Wen Che caught a glimpse of Wen Cheng from the corner of his eye. He was not very interested, and it was rare that he didn't come to him to act like a baby.

Noticing his brother's gaze, Wen Cheng just looked away, pretending he didn't see it, and left.

Wen Che had a premonition that the brother, friend and brother Gong's play seemed to be almost finished.

"Mom! Why are you walking so fast..." Wen Changjian took a few steps to hold the old lady's arm, and was gently avoided.

"You're doing well now, so why bother with me, an old lady." Grandma Wen quickened her pace in a deep voice, "I want you to take good care of Xiao Che, that's how you take care of her."

Wen Changjian hurriedly said: "What you said, the Lu family is strong, and it's not a bad thing for Xiao Che..."

Grandma Wen stopped, turned around and said, "Hand over the brokerage appointment, and the decision is in his hands. When the Lu family is dissatisfied with Xiao Che, or if something happens to Xiao Che, the Lu family can hide it if they want to." , How much strength do you have to protect him?"

Wen Changjian was speechless, and laughed dumbly. Chen Zhao wanted to smooth things over, but was stared back coldly by her mother-in-law.

The car drove over, and Grandma Wen got into the nanny's car, leaving her son and daughter-in-law behind.

Wen Changjian's expression was as cold as ice, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened.

"What's going on here? Is there any friendship between the Lu family and Xiao Che? What's going on here all of a sudden?" Chen Zhao asked blankly.

Wen Changjian waved his hand, but did not answer her.

This is also strange to him.

In Star Media's board of directors, he has already communicated with two of them. From top to bottom to the artist management department, it will not be a problem to sign Wen Che's management contract. At that time, Wen Che will become his chopping board in the entertainment circle. The fish on the table, how to do it is not a problem.

As long as you don't let the old lady know before the cooperation is reached, when the official announcement is made, the old lady will have nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, when Mrs. Lu suddenly came out like this, the old lady knew what he was thinking, and she would definitely stop her. It would not be easy for him to touch Wen Che's management relationship.

Wen Changjian felt a sense of crisis. For some reason, all the traps he set up on Wen Che were broken in various ways, and none of them succeeded until now.

It is obviously easy for him to ruin the reputation of a brat, why would he be obstructed in every possible way when it comes to Wen Che?

Wen Changjian adjusted his glasses and said wearily, "Go back first."

Wen Che didn't come out with them, but tried to find Lu Yue in the crowd.

It may be because Mrs. Lu said good things for him and indirectly helped him. Now he has an inexplicable feeling of closeness to her, so he wants to say something else.

However, when everyone had almost left, Wen Che was still standing in a small corner of the hotel garden, unable to find Mrs. Lu and the others.

He sighed and walked to the parking lot to drive.

Walking into the garden parking lot, Wen Che saw a person leaning against his car from a distance.

Wen Che's heart beat wildly.

Under the cold white street lamps, the man's figure is slender and smooth, and the gray-black suit is indifferent and cool.

I have to admit that this man is not only overly good-looking, but also has a unique charm that attracts him.

When standing just like that, Lu Yue's whole body seemed to be shrouded in an aura of not being close to strangers, his emotions seemed to be bottomless, and his emotions and anger were elusive.

But this is all just appearance.

Wen Che knew that if he walked within three meters of Lu Yue's body, he would become gentle again.

He knew that he couldn't stop himself from this contrast.

Wen Che walked over slowly, with very light steps.But the man raised his head punctually as if feeling something, and looked at him, the cold breath around him dissipated.

Wen Che opened his mouth, but couldn't think of any other opening words, so he could only ask, "Why are you here?"

Lu Yue didn't think about it, and quickly said: "Send you home."

Wen Che was stunned instinctively: "I didn't drink, I drank drinks."

Lu Yue glanced at him: "It's not because of this."

Wen Che: "?"

Lu Yue sighed imperceptibly: "I'm chasing you."

Wen Che didn't expect him to say that so bluntly suddenly, and his expression froze.

Lu Yue added without letting him go: "I want to be your boyfriend."

Wen Che regained his composure, opened his mouth, but was robbed by him: "So isn't it normal to send you home?"

OK, the logic is right.

Wen Che felt that he was really stupid to think that he was cold when he was far away and gentle when he was close.

It's not just mild, it's a little too aggressive.

When did this guy flip this weird switch?

Wen Che hadn't recovered and didn't make a move, but Lu Yue didn't intend to wait for his permission, so he just walked over, skillfully reached into his pocket, and took out the car keys.

Before Wen Che could react, Lu Yue had already opened the co-pilot's door, put his slender arm on the door, and turned to look at him.

When he realized it, Lu Yue had already started the car.

Wen Che asked, "Where's your mother?"

"Going back." Lu Yue said, and then asked, "You haven't come out for a long time, so you can't see off the guests, right?"

"...No." Wen Che said honestly, he didn't even look at any of the guests.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Lu Yue answered.

"...Thinking too much." Wen Che was a little amazed at his thick skin now, "It was because I was waiting for your mother."

Lu Yue was not too surprised, and smiled lightly: "Didn't she just praise you a few words, and miss her so much?"

Wen Che didn't answer, he had a premonition that if he continued this topic, it would develop into a flirtatious part.

The weather tonight is not very good, there is a faint sign of rain, and the air is also filled with the moist smell of rain.

When it was almost time to get home, the rain really started to fall, pattering, but it was about to rain heavily.

Wen Che thought of an important question, and turned to look at Lu Yue who didn't care at all: "How are you going back later?"

He would never agree to Lu Yue living in his house because of the rain.

Lu Yue said casually: "My driver should have already driven to your house. I have been waiting for you for too long."

"..."

In order to drive him back, labor two cars?

Wen Che was a little speechless, and thought of a suitable description: "You are a formalist."

Lu Yue disagreed: "If you change the word, it can also be said to be a sense of ritual."

Wen Che didn't answer his call, he took out his phone to look at it symbolically, just in time to see an unread message.

It's He Jing's news.

After seeing his news, Wen Che remembered that when he was going to bring rice cakes for sterilization last time, because he heard Xie Chen's call, he ran back without having the surgery.

He Jing came to ask about the new operation time.

Wen Che thought about the schedule for the next few days, and chose a suitable time. He had no intention of handing over the matter of rice cakes to Lu Yue now, and he was as proficient as if rice cakes were his own son.

"Who?" Lu Yue glanced at the WeChat interface on his phone screen, and asked immediately.

"Doctor He." Wen Che didn't notice anything, and explained, "I have to make an appointment with Nian Gaoxin for surgery."

Lu Yue just took a glance and noticed that he and He Jing had a lot of WeChat records: "Do you usually chat?"

While replying, Wen Che casually said, "It's okay, sometimes we can exchange cat pictures or something."

Lu Yue didn't speak any more.

When the car drove downstairs to Wen Che's house, it was already raining heavily.

As soon as the car stopped, Wen Che took the umbrella and was about to get out of the car when he heard Lu Yue suddenly say in a deep voice, "I want to stay at your place tonight."

Wen Che reacted quickly, glared at him, and said decisively, "No!"

Lu Yue frowned at him and emphasized: "It's raining heavily."

Wen Che refused, "Where's your assistant? I'm not here to pick you up..."

"I didn't come," Lu Yue quickly interrupted him, and said firmly, "Suddenly fell ill."

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