Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Lu Yu waited for two hours.

His phone screen lit up and dimmed repeatedly, and every time a new message notification came in, he would immediately pick it up and take a look.

The production crew's announcement group, the messages Xiao Ma sent, and the push notifications from food delivery apps.

It was never Song Xijin.

There was still no reply from the other end.

It's easy to imagine how angry Song Xijin is tonight.

That proud person, who humbled himself and asked him if they could get back together, was turned away by his bottom line.

She excitedly offered him a watch, but he refused it outright.

It's already a miracle that they didn't delete or block him.

She was probably too angry to look at any messages, so she threw her phone aside and sulked.

Lu Yu put down her phone, went back to the bathroom to wash up quickly, changed into her pajamas, and lay down on the bed.

There was still a faint scent of Song Xijin on the blanket; it was so faint you could only smell it if you got close.

It has a light fragrance that blends cedar and flowers.

He pulled the blanket over his shoulders, turned over, and closed his eyes.

That night, Lu Yu, unusually, couldn't sleep.

No matter what happened before, he could fall asleep immediately; it was a skill he honed on film sets in his past life.

Even when filming night scenes until four or five in the morning, I can still find time to take a 20-minute nap on the makeup chair.

He couldn't fall asleep at all tonight.

The image of Song Xijin looking at him with red eyes kept replaying in her mind, refusing to leave.

And what Lu's father said on the phone.

Lu Yu tossed and turned several times, flipping the pillow over to change its side, but still couldn't fall asleep.

After Lu Yu opened the car door and left, Song Xijin immediately had the driver drive back to Hangzhou.

He took the initiative to get back together with Lu Yu tonight, telling her everything he could say and not hiding his feelings for her.

That's how the other party reacted.

He needs to give me a legitimate identity.

Song Xijin wanted to give it to them, but dealing with the Song family wasn't something he could do with just a few words.

He knew his father, Song Yuanming, best; his traditional values ​​bordered on stubbornness, and his obsession with the concept of "marrying someone of equal social standing" was ingrained in his very being.

Although his mother loved him more, she always sided with his father in these matters.

The Song family would never allow him to date an unknown male actor.

It's not a matter of agreement or disagreement; the issue itself is beyond their comprehension.

He had to consider not only himself, but also Lu Yu.

If he rashly reveals his hand, his father will definitely take action against Lu Yu.

You don't need to be ruthless; just by spreading the word, the entire entertainment industry will shut its doors to Lu Yu.

He can't take that risk.

Song Xijin needs time and needs to plan step by step.

First, let Lu Yu establish himself in the entertainment industry, have works, reputation, awards, and irreplaceable strength.

Then gradually build up the relationship with your parents, letting them know that this person exists and show them how outstanding this person is.

Let them understand that they are not just playing around, but have genuinely fallen for someone.

I want to date him and spend my life with him.

But these things can't be discussed or resolved tonight.

Song Xijin is currently unable to give Lu Yu a definite answer.

As for Lu Yu... he clearly doesn't intend to give anyone any ambiguity tonight.

He has his difficulties, and Lu Yu has his own principles.

It was almost midnight when Song Xijin arrived at her hotel in Hangzhou.

After he finished showering, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe, leaned against the headboard, and picked up his phone to take a look.

There was a WeChat message from Lu Yu on the screen, sent three hours ago.

Song Xijin stared at the red dot for a long time before finally clicking on it.

When Lu Yu said he would return the money to him, he was so angry that he threw his phone onto the bed. The phone bounced twice on the soft blanket and then silently sank into it.

Who wants his money?

What he wanted was Lu Yu himself, but Lu Yu was settling accounts with him, settling them very clearly.

The bill will not be accepted, but the medical expenses must be reimbursed.

It seems that once these accounts are settled, the two of them are really just sex partners who each get what they want.

Song Xijin turned over.

The pillow was soft and didn't smell like Lu Yu.

The next day, Lu Yu arrived at the film set with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

When Ah Ken saw him for the first time, he gasped.

"Little Fish, your dark circles today... Didn't you sleep well last night? This won't do. I need to make a good first impression on the new male lead today."

Come on, let me apply another layer of concealer for you.

While muttering to himself, Ah Ken pressed him down onto the makeup chair. After applying his base makeup, he picked up a concealer and applied it under his eyes.

"But to be honest, even with dark circles under your eyes, it doesn't affect your looks. You're naturally beautiful."

Lu Yu twitched the corner of his mouth but didn't say anything.

After he finished his makeup, Director Chen called a short morning meeting with all the main actors in the crew.

Dong Yanchen brought a new actor to the set, stood in the open space in front of the Execution Platform, clapped his hands twice, and drew everyone's attention.

Standing next to him was a young man whom Lu Yu had never seen before.

"Everyone, let me introduce you. This is Shen Yanzhou, who will be playing Ling Yunshu starting today."

Yan Zhou is a professionally trained actor with solid acting skills and a good reputation in the industry. He's only here temporarily to fill in for us, so please take good care of him.

Shen Yanzhou took half a step forward, smiled, and nodded to everyone present.

He was 27 years old, about 1.85 meters tall, with a slender and well-proportioned figure and very handsome, orthodox features.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square jaw that doesn't look rugged, and neat short hair with the ends shaved very clean, revealing a full forehead.

Her skin is a healthy wheat color, and when she smiles, fine laugh lines appear at the corners of her eyes. She has a sunny and cheerful personality.

It's the complete opposite of Qiao Zhixi's delicate and cute style.

Shen Yanzhou was wearing a simple dark blue short-sleeved shirt and khaki casual pants, standing there in a relaxed and comfortable posture.

His upper body is bulging, which means he works out regularly.

His appearance isn't striking at first glance, but his gentle and composed demeanor makes those around him feel comfortable.

Shen Yanzhou just finished filming his last drama.

The male lead of a spy drama originally wanted to take a break for a month or two, but because he had some personal connections with Dong Yanchen, he was temporarily pulled in to save the day.

Shen Yanzhou greeted each of the actors present.

He was closest to Fan Siyao; the two were alumni of the Central Academy of Drama. When Shen Yanzhou was a senior, Fan Siyao was a freshman, and they collaborated on several campus plays in the drama club.

When Fan Siyao saw that it was Shen Yanzhou who came to replace Qiao Zhixi, she jumped up from her chair and rushed over in a few steps, without being polite to her senior brother at all.

"Senior! I never thought we'd actually work together! Yesterday, President Dong mentioned in the group chat that he was changing the male lead, and I was wondering who it would be. I never expected it to be you."

Fan Siyao slapped Shen Yanzhou's arm hard, her voice full of excitement.

"Yes, I originally wanted to rest for a while after filming wrapped up, but then Brother Dong called and said he needed my help urgently, so I came."

I never expected to run into you, my junior sister.

Shen Yanzhou smiled and then lowered his voice, leaning closer, "I heard you didn't get along too much with that male lead from before?"