Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Fu Jingmo's long and narrow tea-brown phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow under the shallow moonlight, and the mixed emotions in them were slightly surprised, suspicious, and moved, and finally disappeared in the cold and watery night.

When Lu Wanghe met his eyes, he was a little startled, but was soon distracted by the pain of the opponent's excessive force on his wrist, which made his bones ache.

The young man tried to withdraw his hand, but Fu Jingmo looked very thin, but with such great strength, he tugged violently, but couldn't withdraw his hand.

His throat tightened, his tone was extremely fast, and he asked in a low voice: "What does Mr. Fu mean?"

Fu Jingmo's eyes were locked on his fingertips that were a little pale from the cold of the night wind, his voice was cold, but there was clearly a hint of emotion in his face.

Inexplicably, Lu Wanghe thought of the appearance of a terminally ill patient who wants to hope but dares not when he sees a glimmer of hope for a cure.

"You said, is this your habit?"

Lu Wanghe didn't know why, so he answered calmly, "Yes."

Fu Jingmo stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly withdrew his hand and turned his face away: "You go."

Lu Wanghe moved his aching wrist, and just as he took a step, he suddenly heard the deep voice of the young man behind him.

If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it at all.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you just now."

Lu Wanghe paused, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his rosy lips.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jingmo's icy face, which is cloudy and uncertain, is quite interesting when apologizing to others.

He looked down at a finger-wide red mark on his wrist, and put down his rolled up cuffs.

Now that Fu Jingmo has apologized, he will not ask him for a large amount of medical expenses this time.

Just as Lu Wanghe went down the stairs to the second floor, he saw Director Xu De standing in the corridor, his usually kind expression was a little dignified and gloomy at this moment.

"Director Xu."

"Xiao Huo is here? Where's Mr. Fu, why didn't he come down with you?"

Lu Wanghe was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he made up an excuse for Fu Jingmo: "Boss Fu said the air inside is too stuffy, and he wants to breathe more on the rooftop on the third floor."

He looked around, but did not see Wen Tao and Xia Ziying, and tentatively asked softly, "Director Xu, Teacher Xia..."

Director Xu only thought that Lu Wanghe was a high-level son of Hongtu Star Entertainment, and he had a close relationship with Fu Jingmo, so he naturally had no intention of hiding it.

"Only a few important staff members of the crew know about this matter, Xiao Huo, don't mention it to others!"

From the meaning of these words, it seems that Wen Tao is really willing to commit himself to Xia Ziying in exchange for resources and a future... It's just that this happened under the eyes of investors and directors, so it may be a disaster rather than a blessing.

He remembered that just now Fu Jingmo ordered Wen Tao to be removed from the crew in front of him...

With Xia Ziying's popular traffic, the salary is very high, and the crew has already officially announced the leading role, so it is impossible to replace the leading role because of a piece of pornographic news that will not be exposed.

But Wen Tao, a rookie with no foundation, trying to get Xia Ziying to keep him based on a one-night stand is tantamount to wishful thinking.

Lu Wanghe collected himself, nodded and replied, "I understand, Director Xu."

Director Xu sighed, and said in a warm voice: "Xiao Huo, Mr. Fu will be back soon, so you can stay here and entertain me for a while. I have something to discuss with the assistant directors and field affairs..."

"I……"

I'm here to entertain Fu Jingmo?

"What about you? Did you feel wronged by entertaining me, Huo Yuan?"

Lu Wanghe's back stiffened, and from the corner of his vision, he saw a young man wrapped in a layer of cool night wind walking past him.

As if those last strange looks on the rooftop were just his hallucinations, Fu Jing's jade-colored face in front of him was as beautiful and cold as a jade carving, with no flaws to be found.

Lu Wanghe met Director Xu's clear gaze, and lightly ground his back molars: "Of course I'm not wronged. It's just that I'm not good at words, and I'm worried that if I say something wrong when entertaining Mr. Fu, I will offend Mr. Fu again." Always angry."

Fu Jingmo didn't change his face, and pushed open the door of the private room: "Come here."

Lu Wanghe pursed his lips and followed him into the private room.

Director Xu and the rest of the crew were outside, and there were only the two of them left in the huge private room.

Fu Jingmo leaned lazily on the sofa, pointing to the teacup on the table: "Help me make a cup of tea... Do you recognize this tea?"

"West Lake Longjing, of course we know each other." Lu Wanghe replied, but he didn't intend to start to pour tea for him. He smiled slightly, "Boss Fu, you have hands and feet. Please make tea yourself."

There are no outsiders here, and he has no need to cooperate with Fu Jingmo in acting.

Although he likes filming and being an actor, he doesn't want to wear a mask all the time in his life, trying to please him.

After Fu Jingmo heard him answer "West Lake Dragon Well", a look of scrutiny flashed across his sharp eyes.

He remembered Huo Yuan's ignorant rich second generation, who only liked to drink with friends, not to mention tea, he didn't even like to drink plain water.

In addition, on the rooftop just now, the young man who looked exactly like that person in front of him said, the hand hanging by his side trembled naturally...

Fu Jingmo suddenly closed his eyes, and after a while, his thin lips parted lightly: "Huo Yuan, although you returned the black card to me, don't forget, I invested in the film "Gu Guan", and your salary , it’s also my post.”

"Pour some tea for the boss, shouldn't you?"

Although Lu Wanghe doesn't talk much, he has always been sharp-tongued, and few people can make him speechless for a while.

After a little vivid expression appeared on the handsome young man's face, he suddenly regained his spirit, like the handsome young man on the picture scroll, who finally walked out of the picture, with a youthful air that smelled of fireworks.

"Take someone's hand short, eat someone's mouth soft... Boss Fu, sit down and I'll pour you tea."

Lu Wanghe just stood up with a smile on his face and was about to make tea, when Fu Jingmo suddenly stopped his hand that had already reached the teapot.

Fu Jingmo's gaze stayed on the unfaded red mark on the young man's wrist for a moment, then he looked away calmly, and said lightly: "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Lu Wanghe couldn't wait for it, so he sat back neatly.

The room was quiet for a while, and Fu Jingmo's cold voice was heard again.

"It's your birthday in one month, what do you want, tell my assistant later."

His birthday is July [-]th. Before time travel, he will hold a birthday concert every year, and give some free prizes to fans...

"You don't have to give me a birthday present—"

The boy's voice stopped abruptly.

July [-]th, that was the birthday of the film king of his journey, not Huo Yuan's birthday.

As soon as Lu Wanghe came to his senses, he met Fu Jingmo's sharp knife-like eyes.

"Huo Yuan...you can't even remember when your birthday is?" Fu Jingmo sneered, bluntly said, "You are not Huo Yuan, who asked you to pretend to be him, who are you?"