[BL] Dressed as The President's Cannon Fodder Spouse

Chapter 56

After all, Lin Du was the one who read the original book. As soon as he arrived in this book-wearing world, he memorized the important plot points many times.

    The person Xu Mingzhu did not appear in the original book, but a person specializing in selling news appeared in the middle of the original book. This person appeared to serve the protagonist. Lin Du remembered this person's name and frequented places.

    I remembered this before filming a variety show, so I sent someone to find this person, but it was used within two days.

    This person has a weird personality and usually doesn't take orders. Lin Du originally planned to talk in person, but when he heard that he wanted to investigate Xu Mingzhu, he immediately agreed.

    "You may not know, I've been waiting for someone to pick him up for a long time, I hope you don't let me down."

    Lin Du put the last flower in the living room, remembering the information about Xu Mingzhu sent by that person.

.More than a dozen pictures, all of which are cross-border things done by the Xu family to pave the way for Xu Mingzhu's artistic career.

    The video he let people put on the platform was just a trivial piece of it.

    Take away the paintings of people with talent and no background, put money into the award committee, and pressure those who stand in the way to give up their careers...

    Xu Mingzhu, a rising star in the art world, the following paths are all forged by the blood and tears of others.

    The weather was getting colder these days, the heating was on in the house, and Lin Du was also wrapped in a sweater.

    When Luo Yan came home in the afternoon, he poured a cup of hot water and walked to Lin Du's room. He used to go back to practice fighting or boxing after work.

    Now Lin Du was waiting for him at home every day, and that activity stopped.

.Opening the door, going in and going around to the glass curtain wall, Lin Du was half lying on a rattan chair, with a thick fleece blanket covering his legs, half a book in his hand, and he had already closed his eyes and fell asleep.

    There are blue shadows under the eyes.

    Luo Yan stepped forward and pulled the fleece blanket up, stuffing the hot water into the blanket, resting his hand on the handle of the rattan chair, quietly watching Lin Du's quiet sleeping face.

    Reaching out to stroke Lin Du's hair, he clenched his fist and released it.

    He sighed. The two of them got along with each other until now, and there was only one layer of window paper, the translucent window paper, which seemed to be broken with a light poke.

    But this layer of paper couldn't be pierced. Lin Du's psychological indifference and alienation could not be resolved for a while, calling him Mr. Luo, ambiguous dependence and ambiguity, not my husband.

    It's almost warm, but I don't know where the opportunity is.

.Luo Yan opened the skylight to ventilate it, sat on the other rattan chair beside the table, and opened the book that Lin Du had not finished reading.

    It is a well-known spy novel. Lin Du wrote a lot of notes on it, and wrote how this paragraph should be expressed. Lin Du would only read the original novel if the director had contact with Lin Du.

    Luo Yan turned around a few times, and his eyes narrowed when he saw a passage. It was an intimacy scene. The character Lin Du took notes was playing with the great warlord, and the great warlord kissed the character by drinking.