Bringing The Nation's Husband Home Chapter 650

Chapter 650: Text Messages on the Phone (1)

Qiao Anhao didn't say anything, she just dialed "Home" from her Contacts.

It was Mian Xiu Garden's home phone number.

Though Zhao Meng had gotten them both into this mess, nevertheless, it was for her.

Furthermore, that script... She really couldn't do it.

Lin s.h.i.+yi had clearly paid to change the script to mess with her. If she agreed to shoot the face slapping scene, who knows what else Lin s.h.i.+yi would do to embarra.s.s her!

Qiao Anhao made a call to simply try her luck. She wasn't sure that Lu Jinnian would definitely be home.

However, as it turned out, her luck wasn't too bad. After three rings, she heard Lu Jinnian's clear voice through the phone. "Qiao Qiao?"

"En," she responded.

"What's up?" said Lu Jinnian asked.

Qiao Anhao could hear the faint sounds of the chair skidding across the floor, and she suddenly became a little nervous. If she told Lu Jinnian that she was using him to show off in front of other people, then wouldn't he think of her as a vain woman and look down on her?

Lu Jinnian waited for a while but hearing nothing spoke up himself. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I..." Qiao Anhao's words caught in her throat, only a single word escaping.

Lu Jinnian was actually more patient that she imagined. To make sure that she knew he was listening, he gently said, "En?".

Qiao Anhao bit her bottom lip, shut her eyes, and took a deep breath. To h.e.l.l with it! Let's lay the cards out on the table! Lu Jinnian was her husband and she was being picked on by someone. If she didn't look for him, who would she look for? What's more, having him look down on her was better than having the whole crew look down on her. Even if it was embarra.s.sing, she could leave it behind closed doors.

At that thought, Qiao Anhao opened her mouth to speak with some confidence. "Do you have some free time right now?"

"Uh huh, yeah." Lu Jinnian didn't pause when he answered.

"Then could... you come to the set?"

Qiao Anhao was afraid that Lu Jinnian wouldn't come. She paused for a while, and thought about what she ha just said.

In the end, who would have known that Lu Jinnian would answer instantly over the phone, "Alright, wait for me. Twenty minutes."

Qiao Anhao heard the ruffling of clothes through the phone. She felt a little uneasy, but at the same time, her insides warmed. He didn't even ask her why she wanted him to come over to the set?

Qiao Anhao, who had let her imagination run wild, heard Lu Jinnian's voice again through the phone. "I'm hanging up, have to leave now."

"En," responded Qiao Anhao. With that, Lu Jinnian hung up.

Lu Jinnian grabbed the keys and said in fluent English into the video conference on the computer, "Apologies, my wife is in a little trouble, I have to go check it out. As for our launch proposal, let's look into it when I come back tonight. If it's possible, I'll make some time for us to talk more about it in detail."

One of the middle-aged foreign men wore a shocked expression. "Mr. Lu, you're married?"

"Yes." Lu Jinnian didn't even notice admitting it. With his brows gently furrowed, he said, "Next time you guys come to China, my wife and I will look after you both."

Then Lu Jinnian cut the video conference short, quickly closed the laptop, and turned out to walk out of the study room.

Around ten minutes after he hung up, the director came over to rush Qiao Anhao and Lin s.h.i.+yi to get their make up retouched to start shooting.