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

"Don't take it?"

When Zhang Shi heard the phone ringing again, he stopped what he was doing.

"No." Lu Yue whispered, "Not yet."

"You don't want to pick it up here." Zhang Shi wrapped gauze around Lu Yue's elbow, "Prove it's not a work call."

Lu Yue moved his sore arm: "Why don't you take the exam for a psychological counselor?"

Zhang Shi put away the portable medicine box: "That's because I only know about your family's situation."

After a pause, he said again: "You shouldn't argue with Director Lu, his high blood pressure has been serious recently."

"I'm not arguing." Lu Yue's face was flat. "You should understand after all these years that he never needs a reason to do something. Even if I don't say a word, it's enough to show an expression that doesn't satisfy him."

Zhang Shi sighed.

Lu Yue was silent for a few seconds: "Recently, has he done anything to my mother?"

Zhang Shi hesitated: "Very occasionally."

"Occasionally." Lu Yue sneered and put down his sleeves.

Zhang Shi avoided this topic: "Be careful not to touch the water, and don't do strenuous exercise. It will be fine in a week. Remember to change the medicine on time."

"I can do it myself, so I won't bother you." Lu Yue stood up, "I'll take you out."

The two walked out of the room, and the aunt at home stood at the door, seeing Lu Yue urging: "Madam is waiting for you."

Zhang Shi patted Lu Yue's arm lightly: "Calm down, don't quarrel. I'll go first."

Lu Yue came to the living room on the first floor, and saw the woman with a neat bun and a calm posture, sitting on a soft chair with her back to him.

"How's the injury?"

Lu Yue stood a few steps away, and laughed out loud when he heard this sentence: "It's nothing, it's incomparable with yours."

Mrs. Lu's shoulders sank together, her tone was still soft, as if she didn't hear the meaning of this sentence: "You shouldn't talk back to your father, he just hopes that you can meet that girl from the Zhou family. Uncle Zhou used to be a comrade in arms, you all know that."

Lu Yue interrupted: "What do we meet?"

Mrs. Lu stood up and turned to look at him: "Your father and I have always had absolute respect for you. You said before that you didn't want to take over the company's affairs for the time being, and we will follow you. A while ago, you said you would, and we will follow you." You. In the past two days, what you said is that you want to leave home temporarily, and let your second uncle represent the company's apparent affairs. We also agree with this ridiculous game. Now we just hope that you can find someone to spend your life with you as soon as possible I just want you to be happy, why are you so resistant?"

Lu Yue glanced at a faint red mark on his mother's neck, and said with a smile, "Is it someone like you who spent his whole life with him?"

Mrs. Lu's expression changed slightly: "...how I feel about your father has nothing to do with you."

Lu Yue smiled: "Then what about me has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, Lu Yue turned and left.

"Stand." Madam Lu raised her volume, her voice choked with sobs, "It's just a meeting, I won't do anything to you. Just wait here, I'll ask her to come over for dinner."

Lu Yue frowned and stood still.

The scrape on his elbow was throbbing again, reminding him of the hard blow his father had with his cane.

And he knew that if he turned around and left now, the same pain might appear on the frail woman in front of him.

Seeing Mrs. Lu picking up the phone to make a call, Lu Yue raised her voice: "I already have someone I'm pursuing."

Mrs. Lu stopped moving, and then showed a look of surprise: "Really? Which girl is it?"

Lu Yue avoided her expectant gaze: "...not a girl."

"That, that's okay, it's fine anyway." Mrs. Lu hurriedly explained, "Don't dare to tell us just because it's... a boy, we are very open-minded, when will you take it home and have a look?"

"..." Lu Yue realized that the matter was a bit big, "It hasn't succeeded yet."

"That's it." Mrs. Lu restrained her joy, "Then you... work hard, we are waiting for your good news. You don't say it sooner. If you said it earlier, your father and I wouldn't be able to find you for you. .”

Realizing that her mother might be about to teach her love experience, Lu Yue decided to retreat before she continued: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After turning around for a few steps, he stopped again and said in a low voice: "You are at this age, don't bear it anymore, just hide if you can, your body can't bear it either."

A gentle and submissive voice came from behind him for decades: "It doesn't matter, he knows it."

Lu Yue gritted his teeth lightly and left quickly.

After getting in the car, Lu Yue fastened his seat belt, turned on his phone and saw the six records in the missed calls.

After starting the car and leaving the villa area, Lu Yue put on the Bluetooth headset and dialed back.

The call was connected within seconds.

"Where the hell did you go!"

Lu Yue was shocked by the voice on the other side and squinted his eyes slightly, then smiled and replied: "I'm not dead."

Originally, because Wen Che couldn't even get through to Lu Yue's phone, he was already imagining the scene where he was brutally murdered and he was locked up as the biggest suspect in the police station for interrogation.Hearing the voice from the other side at this moment, he was relieved but also angry.

"You'd better explain to me why you went there. If you do this again, I will really kick you out. It's not easy to be your roommate!"

Lu Yue paused for a moment, then clicked his tongue: "I'm very happy that you admitted our roommate relationship."

"... This wrong relationship is about to come to an end." Wen Che replied indifferently.

"I went home." Lu Yue explained, "something happened...unpleasant."

Hearing this explanation, Wen Che's anger faded a little: "Really?"

"What are you doing lying to you?" Lu Yue thought for a while, "If you don't believe me, go back to the video and show you my father's wounds?"

Wen Che was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock: "How old are you, and your dad still beats you???"

Lu Yue said frankly: "It's not surprising since I was a child."

"From childhood?" Wen Che frowned tightly, "This is too much, this is a family..."

"Is your work going well today?" Lu Yue interrupted.

Wen Che realized that this was someone else's family matter, and now he and Lu Yue were just roommates, not even friends, and had no position to comment on his family affairs.

"It's okay." Wen Che noticed the sound of a car passing by on the opposite side, "You drive first, go home and take some videos for me to see."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Che lay on the big hotel bed and heaved a sigh of relief.

Not a criminal case.

Wen Che calmed down his ups and downs, and suddenly had the illusion that his little wife had disappeared as soon as he went out after hiding in the golden house.

...what a horrible illusion.

Wen Che got up to wash up, soaked in the bathtub and lost his mind.

I didn't expect Lu Yue to have such a miserable childhood.

But as written in the novel, it is not surprising that all villains have tragic childhoods.

Thinking that the trace of sympathy that Wen Che had just had disappeared, he came back to his senses and took the phone by the bathtub and flipped through it.

Lu Yue: "Video"

Lu Yue: ""Picture""

Wen Che clicked on WeChat, and in the short video, Lu Yue was playing with the uncle on a cat stick, and rice cakes appeared from time to time, and the two cats were having a good time.

That's good, the uncle is afraid that no one will accompany him. In his previous life, when he went out to work, his assistant would come to feed the cat on time, and he didn't pay attention. Of course, he would not spend time playing with the cat, which would lead to the separation anxiety of the uncle. serious.

Lu Yue: "I told him, grandpa will be back soon."

Wen Che reacted for a few seconds before replying with an emoji: "Smile.jpg"

Lu Yue quickly responded with a hahaha emoji that the system automatically popped up.

Lu Yue: "Good night."

Wen Che admired the old man's photo for a while, and waited until the water in the bathtub became a little cold before getting out of the bathtub.

Tomorrow is still full of announcements, Wen Che repeated his lines, lay down on the pillow and lost consciousness in an instant.

The next few days were uneventful, and Wen Che quickly completed a week of scenes, and returned home immediately after the filming was over.

"Do you want me to pick it up?"

Wen Che saw Lu Yue's message, and replied, "No need, I'll go see a few friends first and go back later."

"Yo yo, who are you flirting with?" Cheng Yi tilted his head in the driver's seat to look at Wen Che who had just gotten off the plane and was playing with his mobile phone after getting in the car.

"Following you." Wen Che snapped back angrily, "I said, are you in love now? Everyone thinks you are the same."

Cheng Yi sighed, and put his arms around Wen Che's shoulders: "I'm a worrying matchmaker, I've achieved happiness, how can I bear to watch my brother eat dog food alone..."

"Go away." Wen Che pushed his arm down, "Who is there tonight?"

"I know you have a lot of shit, but there are only four of you. Don't you want to act in a show? I helped you contact a musical actor, and another artist who has already confirmed that he will appear in this movie. See you early."

"I'm just going to audition." Wen Che corrected him strictly.

"Just kidding, you can act in such a small movie to save face, isn't the audition just a formality?" Cheng Yi looked proud.

"...Speak less, I will die later."

Cheng Yi laughed twice: "Of course I didn't say that in front of them, why don't we talk about it in private."

The party was arranged in a high-end coffee shop, and when they walked into the box, the two young men who had been waiting in the box stood up, and Wen Che saw a familiar face at a glance.

The little idol who was on the hot search a few days ago.

Another unfamiliar face was the musical actor. The three of them were more familiar types, and they all relied on Cheng Yi to heat up the atmosphere.Wen Che asked many performance questions from the musical actors, and Wen Che couldn't stop the car when he talked about the performance, but he didn't talk much with the little idol.

It can be seen that this little idol is more afraid of Cheng Yi and himself. It is easy to understand when he thinks that he will soon choose to commit suicide in his previous life.

The introverted personality encountered some unspeakable dark sides, which led to a final mental breakdown.

But in this life, this person's fate seems to be too good.First, he got attention in the draft, and then he got the role in Hua Shi.

When the party was coming to an end, Wen Che couldn't help raising his glass to the little idol while the musical actors were going to the bathroom, "Which company are you signing with?"

"Small company, you must have never heard of it." The little idol replied humbly.

"A small company has such good resources?" Wen Che asked seemingly unintentionally.

The little idol froze: "It's just luck."

Hearing what he said, Wen Che could only nod his head.

After the party, Cheng Yi sent him home.

"Why are you asking him that?

Wen Che: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yi frowned: "You think his resources are strange? Actually, it's okay."

It's really not very conspicuous, but if you know what happened in the previous life, you will feel strange.

"I'm just worried if he's taken some improper path." Wen Che replied, "His personality is easy to get rid of if he plays like this."

Once again, he really didn't want to see a young life end in that way again.

"In the entertainment industry, there are so many people playing, what can you do?" Cheng Yiman didn't care, "You should think about it, you're already in the same play with a young actor with this background, are you out of your mind? broken."

Wen Che didn't bother to answer, and saw Lu Yue's borrowed Porsche parked in the parking space that originally belonged to him as he drove into the community.

His car was sent to the 4S store on the day it broke down, and the parking space should have been taken as a matter of course.

Cheng Yi drove away, Wen Che stood downstairs of the apartment building, looked up and counted from top to bottom, and counted to the windows of his own house.

It was already 12:30 in the evening, and the windows were still faintly lit.