"Very good."

Lu Mingzhe picked up his eyebrows: "don't stand outside, go in."

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Ruan looked at the time again.

Lu Mingzhe squinted: "can't I come back early? Listen to you, you seem to know my off-duty time like the back of your hand. Why, are you still secretly paying attention to me? Or do you want to stagger the time and avoid meeting me? "

Ruan's eyes flashed again. It was rare to hear that her brother was out of breath and her heart didn't jump. When she spoke for such a long time, she smiled a lot and said, "there are all of them."

"You hate to see me?" Lu Mingzhe's face was gloomy for a moment.

Ruan Zai kept his face unchanged: "Lu and I are not from the same world. Our aura is different."

"I don't think you and Zhenyi are from the same world."

Lu Mingzhe opened the door and changed his shoes to go in.

He was tall, full of momentum, in a black suit, rustling and abstinent all over.

Ruan Zai stared at his back.

"I'm good with him."

"Then why not get married?"

Lu Mingzhe said, "I told you long ago that falling in love without marriage is a rogue."

"Mr. Lu is in his thirties. He's not married. You're not in a hurry. What's my hurry?" Ruan doesn't like to hear people mention the word "marriage" anymore. The group of people in the company always stabbed her in the heart with this matter and said that she is no longer young. Sooner or later, she will be tired of abandoning her for a year. After staying in this circle for the past five years, Ruan has seen many examples of female stars' aging and color decline. She has lost her good looks, and her popularity has fallen by more than half, not to mention the men retained by beauty.

Ruan is no longer worried about her love affair with Zhenyi, but Zhenyi's delay in marrying her still makes her a little flustered. She really likes Zhenyi and wants to marry him, not his money.

"I want to get married. I can find someone to get married anytime. The problem is that I don't want to."

Lu Mingzhe leaned against the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Ruan frowned again.

Lu Mingzhe tilted his thin lips, took a sip and said, "don't you like it?"

"He doesn't smoke."

"I'm not him." Lu Mingzhe puffed. In the smoke, the man's cold face was particularly sharp.

"Again, you are twenty-five years old. You are not the teenager in those years. You have considered your future clearly. Who is the right choice."

"My future can only be him."

Ruan opened his mouth again and said, "there is no other possibility."

"You are stubborn."

Lu Mingzhe bent his lips and flicked the ash.

The living room was filled with smoke.

Ruan couldn't stand it anymore. She said, "I'll go upstairs to see my mother."

Lu Mingzhe didn't speak. He only smoked. Once or twice, the whole living room was full of smoke. He was more mature and cold than before, and spoke a lot more than before. However, he gave people the same feeling as before, dangerous and dignified.

Ruan Zai didn't stay long with Li Wanjun on the second floor. Every time Li Wanjun saw her, she was also a member of the marriage urging family. She didn't agree with Ruan Zai's contact with Zhen for another year. They both talked for five years, and the man hasn't said anything yet.

The group of entertainment records that fear the world will not be disorderly began to write news. What Ruan will be abandoned again, and there is no hope that Ruan will marry into a rich family again.

Li Wanjun was angry at this.

She said, "otherwise, you'd better listen to your zhe'er and break up with that man! Let zhe'er find you a young talent! As good as you, as good as you! "

"Lu will never help me find someone. He will only send me to get married." Ruan is no longer angry.

Li Wanjun was even more angry: "how many years have you been called President Lu? Where have you learned all your manners? "

"Mom, don't tell me this every time I come back to see you. I tell you, I nominated the Hundred Flowers Award for my latest Warring States film and was selected into the list of best actress. I don't know if the person who won the award will be me! If only I were, my value would soar! "

"The actress has a few years of youth dinner. You're twenty-five. Last time I watched TV, the heroine was only eighteen!" Li Wanjun winked and said, "I think you'd better leave the circle early and let zhe'er find you a young talent!"

"How many times do I have to say that he will only send me to marriage and will never help me find someone." Ruan patted Li Wanjun's hand again: "Mom, I think you're fine, then I'll go first."

"You child! Every time I want you to stop, you run! "

Li Wanjun looked unhappy.

Ruan smiled again: "Mom, since you know, don't talk about it. I don't want to stop now. I still want to act."

"You're twenty-five. Mom gave birth to you when you were your age!"

"You are you, I am me."

Ruan had only one sentence: "I don't break up or retreat from the circle."

Li Wanjun: "

She went downstairs.

Lu Mingzhe was still smoking in the living room. The room was full of strong smoke smell. Seeing that she was leaving, he snuffed out the cigarette butt and got up and said, "I'll see you off."

"No..." No.

As soon as the words of rejection came to his mouth, the man took a long leg and led her out: "when I grow up again, I have a lot of courage. I didn't dare to talk to me before. Now when I see me, I dare to say the words of rejection. Do I feel that my wings are hard and not controlled by this family, or is there someone to support and be hard?"

"I just don't think we know each other that well..."

Ruan then pursed his lips and his eyes were dim: "you send me back, I'm afraid of cold."

"Oh."

Lu Mingzhe sneered: "I can't see. Do you still think we're unfamiliar?"

"It was..." for seven or eight years, she and Lu Mingzhe haven't spoken as much as they do today.

I don't know what's wrong with this man. I'm very enthusiastic about her when I see her today? Ah, enthusiasm? Unexpectedly, she used enthusiasm to describe Lu Mingzhe. Ruan startled her little heart again. She glanced at Lu Mingzhe.

He used to be serious about his face. His cold face was as sharp as a blade, like the outline carved by the sharpest knife.

"Let's go."

Lu Mingzhe went to the garage and drove her home.

What made Ruan never think of again was that she thanked him, pushed the door open and left. At the moment, he suddenly grabbed her hand from the back. She turned back in amazement and covered her eyes with both hands. The man's very magnetic and sexy voice was on his lips. He said, "don't look."

"What, don't look at what?" She still doesn't understand.

He seemed to give a low smile. Then she felt that her lips were soft and bitten hard. Ruan was frightened again, as if he had been hit by thunder. He picked his eyebrows and pressed her lips with his long fingers: "the taste is good."

"What are you doing!"

She was angry, angry and ashamed.

"To do something I've always wanted to do, I have the advantages of time, place and people. How can I miss this opportunity."

He pinched her chin and kissed her again.