A Walk-on Actor Who Wants to Be A Baker

Chapter 9

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"What a coincidence, Mr. Lu, are you alone?" Fang Qiao ran to greet him like a dog.

Lu Yanzhou didn't expect to bump into an acquaintance here. He glanced at Fang Qiao and Lin Yao behind him. One was his little lover, and the other was a little beauty who failed to adopt him. Isn't that just a coincidence.

Lu Yanzhou nodded without expression: "Well, the assistant has gone home for the New Year."

"Oh...then Mr. Lu, aren't you going home?"

Lu Yanzhou ignored him.

Fang Qiao felt that Lu Yanzhou seemed to be in a bad mood today, not at all like the usual gentle and affectionate beast in clothes.

Fang Qiao shut up and quietly handed over to the front desk for check-in.

Lu Yanzhou lowered his head and put away his documents after completing the application. He suddenly thought of something and asked Fang Qiao with narrowed eyes, "You two live in the same room?"

Fang Qiao didn't even think about it, and answered naturally: "That's right."

Lu Yanzhou: The little lover I fostered sleeps with other men, does that count as a cuckold for myself

"Open another one for them, it's mine." Lu Yanzhou took out his black card and handed it to the front desk.

Fang Qiao: It's great to be friends with rich people.

Fang Qiao and Lin Yao's rooms were not on the same floor as Lu Yanzhou's. After returning to their rooms, Fang Qiao never met Lu Yanzhou again, not even seeing him in the hot spring.

It would be too wasteful to spend so much money for one night and not enjoy it, Fang Qiao thought. So early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe and planned to soak in the hot spring for a day until his skin peeled off.

It was a coincidence that when I went downstairs, I happened to bump into Lu Yanzhou who was on the phone. Fang Qiao pretended to sneak over, but was grabbed by the collar.

Lu Yanzhou hung up the phone, looked Fang Qiao up and down carefully, and then smiled maliciously.

Fang Qiao's heart was full of alarm bells, and he quickly covered his buttocks: "The store is closed during the Chinese New Year."

"Three times the pay if you work overtime."

"Then... that's fine."

Very spineless.

However, what Fang Qiao didn't expect was that Lu Yanzhou actually took him to the airport.

Holding the return ticket in his hand, Fang Qiao trotted along behind Lu Yanzhou, and asked for the eighth time, "Why do we go back, Mr. Lu?"

No answer was received.

"I still have three days left in the hot springs, Mr. Lu."

Lu Yanzhou turned his head and squeezed Fang Qiao's chattering mouth.

Fang Qiao just boarded the plane in a daze, then got off the plane in a daze, then took a taxi with Lu Yanzhou and went straight to a mansion in the suburbs.

The one who opened the door was a kind-hearted aunt who saw Lu Yanzhou and shouted very kindly: "The second young master is back!"

Fang Qiao shuddered, feeling like she was back at the filming scene of the Republic of China drama.

The two men on the sofa in the living room looked over at the same time. One of them Fang Qiao knew was Lu Yanxing, the former boss of Xingzhou Entertainment, and the other with gray hair was probably their father, Mr. Lu.

Although Mr. Lu was born as a coal boss, he didn't have the greasy nouveau riche temperament as Fang Qiao imagined, and he looked quite majestic and decent.

Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, and Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, looked at each other for a few seconds, and Lu Yanzhou spoke first, "Where's Mom?"

Lu Yanxing: "I went to play mahjong and haven't come back yet."

Seeing that Fang Qiao was standing behind Lu Yanzhou in a daze, Mr. Lu said to Lu Yanzhou, "Let this little driver go back first, you can stay here tonight and don't leave."

Fang Qiao was still in a dazed state. He didn't know what identity he was here today, so he could only look at Lu Yanzhou for help.

I saw Lu Yanzhou twitched the corners of his mouth, showed that malicious smile again, and said to Fang Qiao, "Why are you standing still, why don't you call me Dad?"

"Oh, dad... huh?!"

Dead silence.

"Lu Yanzhou! What do you mean?" Lu Yanxing stood up and faced Lu Yanzhou.

Lu Yanzhou hugged Fang Qiao's waist intimately: "Don't you have to let me come back for the New Year? I'll bring my partner together for you to see."

Lu Yanxing: "..."

Fang Qiao: "..."

Old Boss Lu: "Get out!"

Fang Qiao was inexplicably involved in the grievances of the wealthy family, and together with Lu Yanzhou, was thrown out of the door by the old Boss Lu. He was so frightened that he shivered and dared not speak out.

The culprit around him was in a good mood, and asked Fang Qiao happily, "What's for dinner?"

"Huh? Can I go back to the hot spring hotel? I've booked for four nights." It's a blood loss for only one night.

Lu Yanzhou looked at him: "Didn't I pay for your room?"

"Yes." Then this wave is not bad.

There are not many restaurants open on New Year's Eve, and they all use the same reason to turn them away: today's New Year's Eve, no reservations for New Year's Eve dinner will not be accepted.

"Is Mr. Lu's family not involved in the catering industry?" Fang Qiao asked, only after asking did he realize that Lu Yanzhou had been kicked out of the house just now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to go back to his restaurant to eat.

Fang Qiao turned her head and saw that Lu Yanzhou's expression was not very good.

"Are you angry, Mr. Lu?"

"I haven't eaten all day and I'm so hungry."

"Oh, then...does Mr. Lu want to eat hot pot?"