Chapter 19

Shen cuoer snuggled up in the arms of a man like no bones. She half raised her head. Her clear eyes were full of tears, with grievances and sadness on her face.

"Brother Mingcheng, you haven't spoken since you came back from the dinner. If Xi'er doesn't do well, you scold me twice, even if you hit me. I don't want to see brother Mingcheng so sad."

Lu Mingcheng lowered his head and looked at Shen cuier in a trance. She was always a proud woman. Why did she lower her posture and beg herself so much.

"Sorry, Xi'er, it's my own problem. I shouldn't be cold to you."

He has been chasing Shen cuier for more than ten years since he was in middle school. He can't bear to see Shen cuier like this.

"Would you please coax me? You've been staring at Miss Su at the dinner party. I'm really sad, brother Mingcheng..."

Lu Mingcheng patted Shen cuier on the back and coaxed him in a low voice.

"Xi'er, don't cry, will you? Your brother will be heartbroken like this."

That's what I said, but seeing Shen cuier's hazy eyes, the man unconsciously thought of Su Qinghuan who decided to donate money tonight.

In the past, Su Qinghuan was not like this. She is much more humble than Shen cuoer at the moment. She is crazy for him, shed tears for him, and even cut her wrists to death

Thinking of this, Lu Mingcheng felt another dull pain.

Knowing that his favorite is Shen cuier, he has already divorced Su Qinghuan. He should comfort Shen cuier now, but his mind is out of control and Su Qinghuan is determined.

Qinghuan... Does she really want to break up with herself?

……

The hand on the girl's back unconsciously stopped. Shen cuoer noticed Lu Mingcheng's distraction and immediately sounded an alarm in his heart.

She shook Lu Mingcheng's arm with tears in her eyes. Bei Chi bit her lower lip slightly, looking extremely fragile.

"Brother Mingcheng, what are you thinking? Are you afraid that Miss Su will have a bad life?"

Shen cuoer knew that this man had been chasing her for many years. Lu Mingcheng loved herself so much that she would deny it as quickly as before.

But Shen cuoer was wrong. Lu Mingcheng nodded dully.

"Xi'er, you guessed right. I don't want to lie to you. I'm really worried that Qinghuan will go to extremes. After all, she has a fight with my husband and wife. What will she do after donating money?"

Call another woman's nickname in front of yourself

Shen cuier almost broke a silver tooth. She tried to resist her inner anger and pretended to open up unintentionally.

"Brother Mingcheng, but Miss Su just donated money. She still has that mid level villa in her hand, which is too much more valuable than two million. Don't worry about her bad life. People are not stupid."

“……”

Lu Mingcheng finally nodded when he heard the speech.

"OK, I'm worried too much. Xi'er, let's go to bed early. I don't want to talk about this topic anymore."

Shen tui'er wants to remind Lu Mingcheng that Su Qinghuan is not a silly white sweet. That woman is clearly willing to sign a divorce for money.

When she saw that Lu Mingcheng was still depressed, but not as tangled as before, Shen cuoer breathed a sigh of relief and kissed Lu Mingcheng sweetly.

"OK, good night, brother Mingcheng. Tomorrow I'm going to play the legend of Princess Wan directed by Zhao. Brother Mingcheng remembers to cheer me up."

"OK, I've passed director Zhao. The staff won't embarrass you. Don't worry, Xi'er. Good night."

"Brother Mingcheng is the best!"

……

When he woke up the next day, Lu Mingcheng changed his clothes and was preparing to send Shen cuier to the crew in person. However, he suddenly received a text message from himself to help Xiao Song.

"President Lu, I watched the charity live broadcast last night. I know I shouldn't talk too much as an assistant, but in fact, when I signed the divorce agreement last time, my wife didn't want the property right of the mid level villa."

"She was so sad at that time that she wanted to live in a house with your name. She said it was better to leave a thought."

"Mr. Lu, if you can, I really want to advise you not to let others continue to discredit her on the Internet. My wife really loves you very much. Although you are divorced, I shouldn't continue to call her that. After sending this message, I'll call her Miss Su."

Song tezhu is also a man of temperament. Otherwise, he shouldn't get involved in the boss's private affairs for the sake of his job.

Song tezhu's slander of Su Qinghuan's "others" is naturally Shen cuoer.

Lu Mingcheng knows this better than anyone else, but he loves Shen cuier too much. Netizens scold Su Qinghuan better than their sweetheart, so men choose to turn a blind eye to Shen cuier's little moves, and even indulge in acquiescence.

But now

Thinking of Su Qinghuan's sad smile last night, Lu Mingcheng was so depressed that he even doubted whether he had been too cruel to Su Qinghuan before.

"Brother Mingcheng, what's the matter with you? If you don't drive, we'll be late. This is my first heroine. Although you have a good relationship with me, people are afraid of being scolded and playing big cards."

Shen tui'er smiled softly and snuggled in Lu Mingcheng's arms.

As soon as she looked up, she was caught off guard when she saw Lu Mingcheng's text message interface, which had not been turned off. The content on it immediately stuck the girl's smile in the corner of her mouth.

"Song tezhu, what does that mean?"

Shen cuoer's eyes showed a touch of cruelty. This nosy assistant was really full.

That sinister look flashed away, so fast that Lu Mingcheng didn't catch it clearly, and even thought he was wrong.

In the face of Shen cuier's problem, Lu Mingcheng had a headache. Finally, he weighed it again and again, but it was dry.

"Xi'er, the news that heiqinghuan is a junior in the future will be withdrawn. She... We're sorry for her. There's no need to force people to a dead end."

All kinds of negative emotions rolled in Shen cuier's heart. She clenched her fingers tightly and almost pinched blood out of her palm.

"Brother Mingcheng, you misunderstood me. I didn't send the news that Miss Su is a junior. It's just written by the media."

Shen cuier blinked innocently.

Lu Mingcheng loves her badly and doesn't want to be serious about this issue.

"Well, after that, your pin is to Qinghuan. When the media asks, they say that I broke up with her normally. You don't know anything else. It's always OK."

Shen cuoer's beautiful big eyes were filled with boiling water mist, like nodding to the extreme.

"OK, listen to brother Mingcheng."

"Darling, I'll contact you with the resources of a first-line magazine as compensation. Don't cry. Don't you know who I love most?"

Shen tui'er wanted to kill Su Qinghuan. He could only pretend to nod magnanimously.

"Brother Mingcheng is the best."

She must contact someone and trample Su Qinghuan under her feet!

Thinking of Su Qinghuan's gorgeous appearance yesterday, Shen cuier was jealous. She took out her mobile phone to switch the trumpet and began to contact a familiar reporter.

——Let out the news of Su Qinghuan's cosmetic surgery.