When the phone rang, Lu Jinnian's car was about to go to the Third Ring Road. After the heavy rain, there were fewer vehicles on the streets and the speed was very fast. When he heard the ringtone, he had no intention of slowing down. He just turned his head and took a look at the call. It was the phone number of the Jinxiuyuan Villa.

Lu Jinnian hesitated for a moment, then got off the third ring at the exit in front, slowly parked the car on the side of the road, and picked up his cell phone.

The crew was on three days off and he knew that she would definitely go home when she returned to the city, so he called Chen's mother in advance, asked her to prepare supper, and told Chen's mother that Qiao An had arrived at home and called him.

Chen's mother didn't know that it was Lu Jinnian who sent Qiao An back home, so when Lu Jinnian answered the phone, she said politely: "Mr. Lu, the wife is back, but the wife said she had dinner outside, so she went upstairs without eating, saying she was tired."

Lu Jinnian said "Yeah" in a very light tone. When he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly thought that Qiao An was waiting for a taxi with an umbrella on the side of the road, and his clothes and hair were a little wet. So he stopped pressing the phone and said in a low voice to Chen Ma on the phone: "You go and cook some ginger soup to drive away the cold and deliver it to your wife."

"Mrs. Say she wants to rest..."

"The ginger soup is ready in a few minutes. If the wife falls asleep, wake her up and let her drink before going to bed." Lu Jinnian interrupted her without waiting for Chen's mother to finish her words, paused, and added: "I remember to turn the temperature of the central air conditioner in the room to a slightly higher temperature. My wife was wet from the rain today to avoid a cold."

"I know, Mr. Lu."

Lu Jinnian thought about it and felt that he had nothing to tell. Then he was silent for a few seconds and said again: "Don't tell your wife that I asked you to prepare."

Then cut off the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jinnian was about to start the car, he suddenly remembered that the question he wanted to ask the most was not asked.

Is the wife feeling well when she gets home? Are she still crying?

He picked up his cell phone and wanted to call back, but hesitated for a moment and put the cell phone back in his pocket. He sat in the driver's seat, his hands casually on the steering wheel. Suddenly, Qiao Anhao's tears appeared in his mind. To be honest, he had known her for more than ten years. Most of the time he saw her, either smiling slightly or hanging his head silently. Sometimes when he was unhappy, he just pursed his lips hard, as if he was crying like this tonight, but this was the first time.
Chapter completed!