As he finished speaking, Wen Yao quickly left.

His gaze fell on her naturally drooping palm, and he saw that the white and tender palm was even more red. The slap just now, the little girl did not leave any relationship between husband and wife... It was so cruel.

Mr. Little Lu looked at Lu Yancheng with big round eyes, and then looked at Wen Yao who was walking away.

Oh, mom and dad have a fight.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Secretary Fei hurriedly ran up, and he asked nervously: "Mr. Lu, how is your face?"

Lu Yancheng looked calm, "What's the fuss? Didn't you see that my wife was beating?"

“…”

Afterwards, Lu Yancheng went to the village health center.

This is not the first time he has come to the fishing village, and he is already very familiar with it.

Secretary Fei followed closely and said with great concern: "Mr. Lu, you should take a good look at your face, if it is swollen..."

Lu Yancheng entered the clinic and said, "A slap caused redness and swelling of his palms. What medicine should I use?"

Secretary Fei was completely stunned:????Good guy, he was not here to see his face, but to prescribe medicine to his wife?! Who was beaten?

When the village doctor saw that it was Lu Yancheng, he was very enthusiastic and immediately asked about the degree of redness and swelling, and put a few ointments to remove redness and reduce swelling.

Lu Yancheng handed the ointment to Secretary Fei and ordered: "Send it to her, don't say it was me."

Secretary Fei took it tremblingly and almost cried, "Ah? Mr. Lu, why did you ask me to send it?" This is a chore!

Lu Yancheng glanced at him, and thought of her swollen palms, and felt even more distressed, "You send it to her, she won't hit you, and her hands will not hurt."

"..." Secretary Fei was speechless. Today is the n1st day that President Lu thought about his wife. When will it be the end?

He took the ointment and carried the "glorious" mission and went to Room 104 where Fan Chen was.

Just happened to meet the tide table of the person in charge of Rigi, Lao Yang, who also gave Secretary Fei a picture, looked at the paper bag in his hand, and asked a question.

"Lao Fei, what are you holding in your hand?" Lao Yang looked curious, but unfortunately the paper bag was sealed and he couldn't see anything.

Secretary Fei cleared his throat and said righteously: "It's love."

Old Yang looked at him with a look of idiot:???

Then, Secretary Fei laughed at Room 104 with a smile.

"Miss Wen, this is my little intention." He handed the paper bag with both hands. This was a task assigned by President Lu. Either he completed the task or he finished playing!

Wen Yao didn't even look at it, and directly refused: "If you don't have any merits, you can take it back, I won't accept it."

Secretary Fei was so scared that he tightened his chrysanthemum when he heard her rejection, and said in a hurry: "It's not a valuable thing. Miss Wen, please accept it. If you don't accept it, I will cry to show you..."

Wen Yao frowned, raised her eyelids, and asked speechlessly: "Who did you learn from, a scoundrel threatening person?"

Secretary Fei blurted out: "Mr. Lu!"

Wen Yao: “…”

Under Secretary Fei's soft and hard work, Wen Yao repeatedly confirmed that it was not a valuable item, but finally accepted it.

After Secretary Fei left, she tore open the paper bag and sealed it and found that it was a ointment to remove redness and reduce swelling...

She spread her palms, looked at her swollen palms, and fell into speechless silence.

...

The next day, the filming of the first edition of Rigi’s year began officially.

This time, many well-known photography teams and makeup teams came, each team was responsible for a star and completed the task of shooting this first issue.

Under Rigi's arrangement, there will be no conflict or problems according to reason, but the blooming of flowers is a beautiful vision after all, but the shooting of this beach has become a scene of competition.

Several assistants were whispering to each other, grinning with smiles, "Look at Gong Ling, she is still as sexy as a pheasant at the age of age. Look at Zhang Miao again, does this look look like a Miaoqian horn today?"

"Hahahaha! It's still the most beautiful man-written one! I didn't expect that Zhao Mengqi's new dress was designed so beautifully!" The assistant showed an envious look.

At this time, Chen Manwen was standing under the coconut tree, and the blue-purple silk fabric was sparkling in the sun, like a mermaid princess who had come to the shore.

As the leader, Wen Yao would go to see the shooting scene as long as she was a star wearing a dress produced by Fanchen. She also listened to the sour and sarcastic sarcasm.

However, I have heard of it and drifted away with the wind. After all, for their designers, there is no problem with the dress and it does not affect Rigi's shooting.

Suddenly, a sound full of vicissitudes came from behind...


Chapter completed!