Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 616

Lan Xi couldn't laugh or cry, he was not a goldfish, he only had seven seconds of memory.

Zhang Dong glanced at his watch and said hastily, "Then you two talk, I have something to do."

He reached out and patted Feng Wuze's shoulder, "Wuze, let's have dinner together when we have time tonight."

Feng Wuze said hello, sat down on the sofa, swung his arms, and naturally put them on Lan Xi's shoulders.

Lan Xi dodged reflexively, Feng Wuze shyly withdrew his hand, and a playful smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm so nervous, I'm not a scourge."

Lan Xi sat up straight with a calm expression, "I'm not used to people getting too close to me."

"Then how can Yi Xuan and Duan Fan do it?" Feng Wuze crossed his arms and looked at him with a half-smile, "You have amnesia now, and I haven't seen you have more sex with them."

Shouldn't people who have lost their memory be treated equally?

Lan Xi calmly said, "We grew up together, so we are naturally different from you."

Feng Wuze curled his lips and snorted.

Seeing the boxed lunch on the table from the corner of his eye, he reached out to pick it up, "You just eat this?"

Meeting his disgusted eyes, Lan Xi raised her eyebrows, "Is there a problem?"

"What's so delicious about the box lunch." Feng Wuze put the box lunch back on the table, stood up lazily, "Come on, I'll treat you to a big meal."

Without giving him a chance to speak, he reached out and pushed the wheelchair.

Lan Xi didn't refuse, and said jokingly, "I don't have any money with me."

Feng Wuze looked down at the top of his head, couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "I told you to please, but I won't ask you to pay."

Lan Xi smiled helplessly, "My makeup and hair haven't been removed yet, are you sure you want to go out to eat like this?"

After the words fell, Feng Wuze paused.

He lowered his head and looked at him carefully. His blue clothes were stained with blood, messy and miserable.

When he went out like this, people who didn't know thought something had happened.

"Then why don't you go change your clothes?"

Lan Xi shook her head, "Forget it, let's order takeaway to eat in my dressing room."

It's too troublesome to change out the clothes, makeup and hair, he might as well skip a meal.

Feng Wuze raised his eyebrows, "I came all the way to look for you, and you ordered a takeaway to send me?"

This tone is resentful.

Lan Xi couldn't help laughing, "If you don't mind being photographed, I can give up my life to accompany Junzi."

Now that his relationship with his uncle has been exposed, paparazzi will follow him whenever he goes out. If he doesn't mind, then he doesn't care.

Hearing this, Feng Wuze couldn't help thinking of the gossip news that had been circulating a while ago, and instantly gave up.

"Forget it, just go to your dressing room and eat."

If he caused trouble as soon as he went out, his old father would definitely not spare him.

He pushed the wheelchair and walked out. His handsome face attracted many staff members to look at him frequently.

As soon as he entered the dressing room, Feng Wuze unceremoniously occupied the sofa.

The tall body was lying on it, and there was no place for a pair of long legs.

Feng Wuze raised his legs, looking like a dandy.

He patted the sofa under him, his tone full of disgust, "Your sofa is so hard, you won't change it for a better one."

"Shall I replace it for you?"

Lan Xi laughed softly, "Thank you for your kindness, but it's still avoided."

"Why?" Feng Wuze looked at him sideways, "You don't need to pay, why don't you want someone to buy it for you?"

Lan Xi tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with her fingertips, and said calmly, "I use a wheelchair, and the sofa is rarely used."

Feng Wuze cut his voice, "Don't pull it down."

He rolled over and sat up, his eyes slid across his face, and he said thoughtfully, "You look pretty good these days, how is your injury recovering?"

"It's okay." Lan Xi said casually.

"Have you thought of anything lately?"

His eyes met, his eyes full of inquiry.

Lan Xi didn't change his face, and said in a low voice, "It's still the same."

After a pause, he said, "I heard from Yi Xuan that you can tell fortune-telling, why don't you help me figure out when I can recover my memory?"

Feng Wuze was speechless for a moment, and he laughed angrily.

"Do you really think I can count anything?"

Crazy him.

"You might as well let me calculate the marriage for you."

Lan Xi answered smoothly, "That's fine."

Feng Wuze rolled his eyes at him, "You think beautifully."

Lan Xi smiled and said nothing, it was just a joke, and he wouldn't take it seriously.

Feng Wuze propped his chin, and spoke surprisingly authentically, "Why do I always feel that you don't seem to have amnesia like this?"

"..."

Lan Xi's heart skipped a beat, he stabilized his mind, and said, "Then what amnesia is like?"

"Big quarrel, big change in temperament?"

Feng Wuze choked, and said weakly, "That's not true, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, a mobile phone rang, interrupting their conversation.

Lan Xi picked up the phone, saw the caller ID, and hesitated a little with her fingertips.

He didn't answer for a long time, Feng Wuze asked curiously, "Why didn't you answer?"

Lan Xi shook her head lightly, and slid her fingertips to answer the call.

As soon as the phone was connected, the man's deep voice came over, "I'm on the set."

The straight-forward style is still as direct as ever.

Lan Xi opened her eyes slightly, and asked in a daze, "Have you come to Moon City?"

On the other end of the phone, Duan Fan stood at the door of the crew, the cool wind ruffled his hair and covered the emotion in his eyes, "Where are you?"

Lan Xi came to her senses and said truthfully, "The dressing room."

"Wait."

After dropping two words, the phone was hung up in a hurry.

Feng Wuze asked curiously, "Who is calling?"

Everyone is here, and Lan Xi has nothing to hide.

He said truthfully, "Duan Fan."

"Duan Fan?" Feng Wuze pulled his lips into a smile, and said narcissistically, "It seems that he and I have a good understanding, as soon as I come, he follows."

Seeing his stinky fart, Lan Xi shook her head and smiled.

Feng Wuze leaned back and said with a smile, "If Duan Fan is a woman, I will suspect that he is interested in you."

Lan Xi's expression changed slightly, and there were turmoil in his eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Unaware of his strangeness, Feng Wuze continued, "In the first place, there is no brother like Duan Fan who runs back and forth and takes good care of you."

"When you were injured, he took care of you every step of the way."

(End of this chapter)