It was Jiang Lan who asked him if he would be back in the evening.

When Lu Jingchi saw these words, the expression on his face relaxed. He walked up to Jiang Lan, bent down, picked up the phone and handed it to her.

"Want me to come back?"

Jiang Lan clenched her phone, suppressed her guilty conscience, and nodded slightly.

In fact, she saw it from the corner of her eye just now, so she clicked on his chat box and started typing. I wonder if he noticed it.

"What are you waiting for when I come back?" he asked, stroking her head and his voice became much gentler.

Jiang Lan gestured: I'm hungry.

Lu Jingchi lowered his eyes and looked at her gestures, then a smile flashed across his lips, "Are you crying from hunger? What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Lan thought for a while and gestured: I want to drink porridge, the porridge in the morning.

"No, my body won't be able to bear it if I eat porridge every day. Can I give you something else?" Although it was in a questioning tone, she didn't give her a chance to answer.

He had already taken out his cell phone and made a call, asking Lin Zheng to deliver food.

Jiang Lan looked at him. He was not short of money, but since the two moved here, he had never thought about hiring a nanny.

Only the two of them lived in the huge villa, and Jiang Lan did everything in the house himself.

She cooks, cleans, and does laundry all by herself.

Did he think she was too busy at home, so he wanted to find something for her to do?

Jiang Lan pulled his sleeve, and when he turned his head, she gestured: I want to go to the hospital to see Grandma Zhang. Is she awake?

Lu Jingchi looked at her and said nothing.

Jiang Lan felt nervous. He was not going to go back on his word again, was he?

After a while, Lu Jingchi said: "She's awake, but you're still injured, how can you go see her?"

"Wait until you recover from your injury before going."

Jiang Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and nodded.

Lu Jingchi rubbed her head again, gently, and looked at her with complicated eyes.

This was not the first time Jiang Lan saw such a look, but she couldn't understand it. She had never understood it before.

While waiting for dinner to be delivered, Lu Jingchi's phone rang again.

I took it out and saw that it was indeed Xia Yan calling.

Just as Lu Jingchi was about to lock him in, the other party seemed to notice it and hung up.

Then the next second, he called again.

Lu Jingchi sighed and finally stood up to answer the phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Jing Chi, come and pick me up. I have to shoot until twelve o'clock today. I hate it so much. You have to put on such thick makeup and keep me here all day. I'm so afraid of getting pimples tomorrow!"

"The crew didn't arrange a hotel?"

"It's arranged. I don't want to live there, so I want you to pick me up! It's not that far anyway, so come on. I'm going to shoot somewhere else next month. Can you stay with me a little longer?"

Lu Jingchi pondered for a moment and said, "Send me the address."

"Okay, I love you." Xia Yan happily hung up the phone and immediately sent the address.

In fact, she didn't want Lu Jingchi to pick her up, but she just heard a few people talking about her, and the other person was a big star.

She said that the financial backer behind her was some kind of shady old man, maybe 70 or 80 years old. She couldn't swallow this breath, so she asked Lu Jingchi to pick her up.

Lu Jingchi turned to look at Jiang Lan. Before he could speak, Jiang Lan held his hand.
Chapter completed!