After the program producer learned that Lu Ye was coming, he immediately rolled out of bed to greet him.
Lu Ye is not only an investor in the show, but also the husband of a contestant on the show.
There were too many paparazzi squatting at the door, and the scene of the two embracing was photographed and posted online. It is inevitable that some netizens would cause trouble and say bad things about Meng Ji having a backer.
The final contestants will rely on fan votes.
Now Meng Ji's reputation on the Internet is quite good. If something goes wrong tonight and Mr. Lu has to find fault with them in the future, wouldn't he be scolding himself? The gain outweighs the loss.
"Mr. Lu, I, Xiao Li, come to see Mrs. Meng? There are too many people here, don't you think?" The producer bent over and looked at the paparazzi in the west.
I prayed in my heart that my great-uncle would come with me.
The expression on Lu Ye's face at this time was too terrifying.
Finally Lu Ye nodded coldly, just as he needed a quiet place to get along well with Meng Ji.
The producer leads the way.
Because of Lu Ye's investment, the show is very lively. Each contestant has a separate dormitory, one per person.
The producer pressed a number on the top floor of the elevator. That floor was a room specially designed for investors. Later investors would come to watch the finals, but I didn't expect Mr. Lu to come on the first day.
As the elevator ascended, Meng Ji felt frightened.
Ever since she left home in the morning, Lu Ye's mood seemed to be wrong.
And when he was outside just now, he even said he wanted to lock himself up!
Lu Ye lowered his head to observe the expression on Meng Ji's face. She was distracted.
After coming to this conclusion, Lu Ye narrowed his eyes in displeasure.
"Ding dong——" The elevator went up to the 19th floor. The producer blocked the elevator door with his hand and gave Lu Ye a room key.
"Mr. Lu, room number is 1901. You and your wife will live on this floor. No one will disturb you." His expression was flattering.
Lu Ye took the key and then dragged Meng Ji out of the elevator.
After the two left, the producer wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It's terrible. Did Mr. Lu have a quarrel with his wife?
His face was as black as if someone was dead.
"Click——" Lu Ye opened the door with the key.
"Bang -" He dragged Meng Ji in and closed the door again.
Meng Ji was pushed hard against the wall by him, his big hand pinched her chin, forcing her to raise her head.
The two faced each other, Lu Ye's breath wrapped tightly around her.
"It hurts..." Meng Ji showed weakness.
There were no lights on in the room, the curtains were open, and the moonlight entered the room. They could only slightly see the expressions on each other's faces.
Alarm bells blared in Meng Ji's mind. Could what Lu Ye just said be serious?
She wanted to push Lu Ye away, but the man's knee pressed between her legs, preventing her from moving.
The cold fabric of the suit first came into contact with Meng Ji's skin, and the coolness spread from between her thighs.
The atmosphere was so depressing.
Through the darkness of night, Meng Ji could clearly see the desire and sharpness in his eyes.
"Lu Ye, you are drunk..." Meng Ji said with a trembling voice. She was afraid that Lu Ye would really want to lock herself in the house in a fit of anger.
Lu Ye sneered.
He is quite sober now.
Meng Ji looked at him with his bright eyes that seemed to be able to speak, his face was pale and his lips were trembling.
Lu Ye blew on her neck, "Wanwan? Say you love me."
Meng Ji swallowed, knowing that she should say those three words without hesitation at this time.
But her throat was dry, as if she had lost her voice, and she could not speak.
Without waiting for a response, he began to stroke the protruding bones in the middle of Meng Ji's back with his hands, and then gradually slid them towards the waist.
Lu Ye sneered in her ear, she was the most sensitive here.
In the past, whenever he touched her, Meng Ji would collapse and fall into his arms.
But now she was afraid.
Otherwise, why would her body be so stiff?
"You really want to use the variety show to escape from me." Lu Ye let go of her and distanced the two of them.
He said this as a test, but Meng Ji's face instantly turned pale, confirming his thoughts.
"I didn't." Meng Ji pretended to be calm.
Meng Ji's hand on his side clenched his fist hard, his fingers turned white due to excessive exertion, and then he let go, and his fingers slowly became filled with blood where Lu Ye couldn't see.
There were several nail marks on her palms, and the pain temporarily brought her back to consciousness.
"I really don't." She said emphatically.
"Then why are you trembling?" Lu Ye's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and his thin lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
"It's too cold..." She trembled with her lips.
"Really?" Lu Ye's deep black eyes raised slightly.
Meng Ji nodded quickly.
Lu Ye looked at her and said, "Meng Ji, I told you not to think of running away again."
Meng Ji pursed his lips and said nothing.
He held her in his arms and led her towards the big bed, while his other hand was still untying his tie.
Meng Ji realized what he was going to do and began to resist, "I have to record a program tomorrow, I'm thinking about it."
Hearing Meng Ji's refusal, Lu Ye felt that the anger he had just suppressed was stirred up by her again.
"You are my wife." Lu Ye said in a strong tone.
"Or are you saying that Wanwan doesn't want to be my wife anymore?" He looked over with sharp eyes.
"I didn't." She stood by the bed and lowered her eyes.
Lu Ye took a long step and sat on the bed. Meng Ji was pulled into his arms and had to sit on his lap.
"Do it yourself."
"Lu Ye, I will really..."
"Meng Ji, you are really naughty." He lost his patience and pulled off Meng Ji's coat.
Meng Ji was pushed down, his eyes filled with pleading, "Lu Ye..."
Lu Ye looked at her appearance and sneered.
"Meng Ji, are you still thinking about running away?" His eyes were scarlet and he was breathing heavily in his chest.
"Where do you want to escape this time? Should Jiang Xicheng leave the capital with Li Xin by his side?"
"Have I pampered you too much lately, making you forget what you should and shouldn't think?"
Meng Ji's eyes were moist, tears fell, and she shook her head.
She grabbed the collar of her clothes with both hands and cried, "I haven't forgotten."
"I really just want to participate in a variety show, don't do this."
"Husband, don't be like this, I'm scared." She suddenly hugged Lu Ye.
A soft body fell into Lu Ye's arms, and his heart was touched by the strength.
"You're drunk, I'm just scared." Meng Ji cried and leaned on his chest, sobbing.
Lu Ye gritted his back molars and stared at Meng Ji "doing evil".
Mudd, that’s what he’s going to do.
The anger he felt just now disappeared in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, Meng Ji's clothes fell to the ground.
Even if she wants to escape, just catch her back.
"Close the curtains." Meng Ji put his hands against him.
"Later." Lu Ye suppressed and kissed randomly. There was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
"now go."
Really convinced.
Lu Ye cursed in his heart, stood up and quickly closed the curtains, and immediately rushed over.
Meng Ji exclaimed.
The rest of the sound was cut off by his kiss...
