Adler Lu and the Facade of Fame Chapter 2

Headache. A splitting headache.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes and twisted his stiff and sore neck.

I shouldn't have drank so much last night.

Adler Lu struggled to get up, holding his groggy head, thinking regretfully.

He picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and turned on the screen to check the time.

21:30 in the evening---He has slept intermittently for most of the day.

Adler Lu had countless friends. He disappeared for a whole afternoon and many people were looking for him.

He clicked on WeChat and responded to seven or eight dialog boxes from top to bottom. He didn't know how to reply to the one at the top, and he didn't really want to reply.

He told Dexter Cheng at seven o'clock yesterday afternoon that he had to stay up all night for entertainment and would not come back to stay at night. However, it was not until two hours ago that Dexter Cheng said to him, "OK, you can do whatever you want."

"Idiot."

Adler Lu expressionlessly threw the phone to the end of the bed, lifted the quilt as if to get out of bed...then picked up the phone again, holding it in his hand and typing.

9y: Hahahahahahaha, I’ve already come back and had a nap.

After pressing the send button, Adler Lu stopped checking to see if Dexter Cheng had replied. He wiped his face, walked out of bed barefoot, opened the heavy curtains in the bedroom, and opened the window.

The cold wind of late winter blew in, and Adler Lu didn't feel cold, he just felt much more awake, and the nausea that Dexter Cheng brought to him also dissipated a lot.

Three months ago, Adler Lu would never have imagined that he would get married so hastily, and his marriage partner would still be Dexter Cheng.

The second generation ancestor who was rumored to have no taboos between men and women and had fun all over the capital.

Adler Lu once thought so too, and even fell in love with Dexter Cheng.

At that time, the company's high-level lovers were all alone, and they robbed Adler Lu of all the resources available to him. The manager scolded Adler Lu in the face, saying that he was unmotivated and pretending to be chaste, so he had to be drugged. I fainted and was sent to the rich man's bed.

But Adler Lu is not pretending to be chaste, he is truly chaste.

There was someone in his heart, and he was determined not to betray himself, so he refused the fake marriage contract that Dexter Cheng handed him without even thinking about it. He was so angry that his agent immediately cut off his schedule, and he just had to start preparations. Hide him in the snow.

Who would have thought that His Majesty King Cheng would compete with him and insist on appointing him to the palace. He would not give up even after being bombarded with phone calls for half a month. Who would have thought that just when Dexter Cheng sent his assistant to deliver the ultimatum, Adler Lu's crush got back together with her ex-boyfriend, and her national boyfriend in the entertainment industry, Lu, suffered a tragic breakup.

Out of anger and impulsiveness, Adler Lu got married to Dexter Cheng in a confused way.

When he first got married, he thought that Dexter Cheng was just an ignorant playboy. This kind of person was very simple.

By marrying Dexter Cheng, he can let countless coquettish B!tches outside fulfill his marital obligations for him, and he doesn't have to worry about what Dexter Cheng will do to him.

Until more than a month ago.

That day he dragged his tired body out of the elevator and looked up to see a family of three kneeling in front of his home. In front of them, Dexter Cheng crossed his arms and looked down at the three of them.

The leading man begged Dexter Cheng, saying that once the batch of medicine was discovered, all three of his family would be dead. He begged Dexter Cheng to let them go and give them a way out.

Adler Lu still remembers Dexter Cheng's tone and look at that time.

He smiled innocently and handsomely, as if he couldn't understand the man's words. He was still the same dandy rich boy.

He used that indifferent tone and said softly: "I warned you, don't touch my troubles, and don't reach out to Zhengsheng Pharmaceutical. Now you are down, I have made money, and everyone is happy."

"As for whether the medicine is fake or not, your family's life and death will depend on it..."

"What does it have to do with me?"

What kind of game is this for an uneducated playboy?

He should have thought that there are countless celebrities who have been married to Dexter Cheng. If Dexter Cheng is really the playboy in the eyes of others, why would he enter into such a "contract marriage" with him.

A sinister, sophisticated drug dealer with no sense of morality.

This is Dexter Cheng.

No one knew that the second young master who wanted to get rid of him when he got married was the new owner of a pharmaceutical company that had risen rapidly in recent years. And Adler Lu became the first person to know this secret.

This kind of Dexter Cheng made Adler Lu feel even more disgusting than when he was a playboy.

The biting night wind penetrated into the open neckline of Adler Lu's pajamas. He shuddered and broke away from his memories.

He exhaled, raised his hand to close the window, turned back to the bed, and picked up the phone again.

No new message popped up in the dialog box with Dexter Cheng. Adler Lu looked at the long series of "hahahaha" he sent out, and raised the corner of his mouth in self-mockery.

Yes, Dexter Cheng is insidious and the city is deep. But how can he be better?

Their relationship is a drama. It's hypocrisy, it's hypocrisy.

So why should we be so serious about each other? Let's just make do with these three years.

After gathering his thoughts, he walked around to the other side of the bed and opened the wardrobe.

After a hangover, his whole body smelled of tobacco and alcohol. Adler Lu took off his clothes and put on clean pajamas. He held the dirty clothes and planned to throw them into the washing machine on the balcony of the living room.

In the past, Adler Lu was most satisfied with Dexter Cheng's luxurious flat-floor house because of its soundproof walls. Even if Dexter Cheng turns on the stereo and plays games in the living room, it's hard to hear all the sounds in the bedroom.

But the thing that makes you feel lucky will one day stab you in the back when you are having fun.

Adler Lu, who was standing in front of the door unable to move at this moment, wished he could drill a hole in the bedroom door in the future so that he could hear and see in all directions, so as to avoid such an embarrassing situation again.

On the sofa, after catching a glimpse of Adler Lu, the half-naked man turned to look at the man wearing glasses beside him.

"You go back first." Dexter Cheng whispered.

The man wearing glasses responded, picked up the suit on the back of the sofa, put it on hastily, got up and walked towards the door of the room.

When passing by Adler Lu, he even nodded to show his respect.

For the first time, Adler Lu, a social slicker, even forgot to be polite. He just watched the bespectacled man open the door and leave without even reacting to say hello.

At this moment, the third person left, and there seemed to be only two people left in the room. Adler Lu, who couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere, subconsciously wanted to break the ice, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that nothing he could say was strange.

In terms of status, he is Dexter Cheng's husband. Dexter Cheng can't, or at least shouldn't, bring someone back to play with him so openly. Judging from the situation, it was like a scene of catching an adulterer. But in terms of facts, he and Dexter Cheng were on their own terms. He didn't need to care and didn't bother to care who Dexter Cheng got together with.

Accusation? The position is insufficient. Joking and joking like friends? Sorry, he and Dexter Cheng haven't become friends yet.

Adler Lu didn't like people who made things difficult for him, so he simply showed off. There was always someone who wanted to speak. He didn't believe that Dexter Cheng could keep his mouth shut if he didn't speak.

So Adler Lu looked straight at Dexter Cheng.

But to his surprise, Dexter Cheng just looked at him.

Inexplicable confrontation.

Normally, Adler Lu would not be the one to bow his head in various competitive situations. But this time, he spoke first.

There is no other reason.

Dexter Cheng, who never had a formal smile on his face, now straightened her back and was sitting on the sofa. The hair that had not been dried was dripping with water and slid down to the collarbone, outlining the tight muscle lines downwards.

There was no expression on his face, and there was a dark color in his eyes.

It means hostility and attack.

Adler Lu twitched his lips.

He picked up a piece of clothing in his arms and shook it at Dexter Cheng: "Sorry, the room is well soundproofed. I didn't know you had guests. I planned to come out to do the laundry."

Dexter Cheng's eyes slid down to Adler Lu's hand holding the clothes, and then quickly moved back to his face.

He stared at Adler Lu and said, "Didn't you say you won't be back at night?"

"Ah," Adler Lu smiled, "I just sent you a message. I got home in the morning and fell asleep when I came back. Didn't I just wake up?"

Dexter Cheng frowned: "What day is it today?"

"Wednesday."

When Dexter Cheng heard this, his eyebrows relaxed. Along with the relaxation of his brows, there was also his figure. The strong aggressiveness that had previously suppressed Adler Lu disappeared, and he returned to his usual lazy and casual attitude.

"Oh, wrong time."

Adler Lu didn't reply, lowered his eyes and walked towards the washing machine on the balcony.

"Do you think he's good-looking? The one who just said hello to you?" Dexter Cheng's voice came over.

Adler Lu threw the clothes into the washing machine without even thinking about it. He smiled and opened the door of the drum: "You beautiful woman who is a gentle Sc*m, why don't you look good?"

Dexter Cheng's voice was lazy: "When I saw you, I found that he wasn't as good-looking as you. He was no longer interested, so I asked him to go back." He wiped his messy and dripping hair, turned around and said, "Hey, the towel on the shelf Throw it to me and I'll wipe your head."

Adler Lu obediently pulled down the towel, raised his hand and threw it to Dexter Cheng, patiently replying to Dexter Cheng's nonsense.

"Miaozan. After all, I rely on my face to make a living."

When Dexter Cheng heard this, he simply turned around and looked at Adler Lu with squinted eyes.

After a moment, he said: "You will accompany me to a dinner party on Friday."

Adler Lu closed the roller door with a snap, straightened up, pressed the start button, and replied.

"I have Thursday and Saturday free. It's only Friday that my agent has just arranged a temporary event for me. It's such a pity. The banquet attended by Cheng Er Shao must be of a high standard." He sounded apologetic, as if he was feeling very unhappy. value.

But sorry, there are actually no temporary activities.

Adler Lu, who simply rejected the young master, thought in a very good mood.

I just don't want to go and I'm too lazy to take any notice.

Dexter Cheng raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and then suddenly smiled: "No regrets."

Adler Lu suddenly had a bad feeling.

"I lied to you."

"Saturday night at half past six. Dress up nicely, Madam."

Dexter Cheng saw Adler Lu walking back to the house with a smile on his face, and felt that he was in a good mood.

Could it be bad? It’s just as funny to see some people pretending to be overjoyed and grateful even though they are clearly scolding their mother-in-law, just like seeing idols who are not up to par in terms of their professional abilities but still trying to impress their personalities.

Dexter Cheng wiped his hair carelessly, threw the towel on the sofa, and went straight to the master bedroom.

He had dealt with too many undercurrents in the past two days, and his body was covered with the disgusting smell of tobacco and alcohol, which seemed to penetrate into his heart and mind, and it was difficult for the water to wash away.

Fatigue rushed into his heart. He put on his home clothes and lay on the bedside. The phone in his hand was thrown up and then returned to his hand.

After years of dealing with people's falsehoods and subterfuges, he has a keen awareness of people who are good at pretending.

At first, his purpose in asking Adler Lu to be his marriage partner was very simple.

Lu Jiu was old enough to like him.

If he had to choose someone to spend time with for three years, he would rather choose the one who suits him best.

But when he saw Adler Lu, or to be precise, when Adler Lu stretched out his hand to him with a bright smile, Dexter Cheng knew that he had chosen the wrong person.

Adler Lu was exactly the same as those around him, hypocritical, pretentious, and ingratiating.

Every day when he started a family, he was surrounded by such people. Thanks to them, he lived cautiously for more than twenty years.

Dexter Cheng sneered and threw himself on the bed.

This is probably life.

He worked hard to build an industry secretly, just to get rid of the suffocating environment. But after going round and round, he personally picked such a person to be his wife.

He raised his phone, and the light from the screen reflected on his face, making his whole body look sharp and stiff, and his eyes were deep and cold.

Adler Lu.

Dexter Cheng repeated these three words on his lips.

If Adler Lu was honest and didn't make trouble, he might be able to tolerate Adler Lu for three years because of his taste for him.

But if he finds out what Adler Lu is doing...

Dexter Cheng licked the tiger's teeth with his tongue, and the slight pain made him feel happy.

Then there will be one less beloved face in the entertainment industry.

The ringtone of the cell phone rang at the right time, dispelling the dark thoughts in Dexter Cheng's mind.

It's Liu Qing.

He rolled out of bed and answered the phone.

"Well, it's okay, he didn't hear anything."

"Deliberately? No, he has no intention of doing so for the time being."

"Continuing what I just said. No matter the cost, lower the other party's price."

Adler Lu felt that if it weren't for Dexter Cheng, he would never be able to ride in a purple sports car in his life.

Dexter Cheng leaned against the door of the sports car, put his hands in his pockets, and looked up and down at the dressed-up Adler Lu.

"You're dressed like this?" Dexter Cheng frowned.

Adler Lu cursed secretly, "You're an idiot. I can wear whatever I like." His face was still as bright as a spring breeze.

"Doesn't it look good? The stylist made it for me."

Dexter Cheng stood up straight and looked at him from top to bottom: "What's the look? He looks decent."

Adler Lu raised his eyes and looked at him questioningly, not knowing how to dress according to the wrong rules.

Dexter Cheng raised his hand and unbuttoned Adler Lu's coat. He also loosened the collar of his shirt, revealing his reddish collarbone.

"Okay now."

Adler Lu protested against Dexter Cheng's decision for the first time: "It's ten degrees, it's really cold."

Dexter Cheng glanced at him and stretched out a leg to him.

"Can you shut up?"

Adler Lu looked down at his exposed ankles.

Fine. Not much to say, just respect the brave man.

After Dexter Cheng finished speaking, he walked towards the driver's seat. Adler Lu pulled on his mask and got into the passenger seat.

"Your car...doesn't it have a cover?"

Dexter Cheng started the car and almost stepped on the accelerator.

"That's called a hood! What a cover!"

"Please close the awning, I'm very cold."

"Shut up! I'm colder than you!"

Dexter Cheng finally closed the car hood.

Without the sound of wind whistling in my ears, the enclosed car seemed too quiet.

Adler Lu was fortunate that Dexter Cheng also had the habit of listening to music, so that the whole journey would not be too embarrassing.

Dexter Cheng is a person who hangs out in various places full of loud music all year round. He drives a big purple sports car and the songs he plays are extremely weak.

The relaxing and soothing pure music and the warm air from the air conditioner made Adler Lu a little sleepy. Before he fell asleep completely, the last thought in his head was that this was probably a playlist that one of Dexter Cheng's lovers played while riding in the car. It didn't look like it after all. People like Dexter Cheng will listen.

Adler Lu was frightened awake by drifting and braking hard in the end.

"Fcuk!" He sat up suddenly and tightened the car seat.

"Here we are." In the driver's seat, Dexter Cheng took out a pair of sunglasses from nowhere and placed them on his nose.

Adler Lu felt that the person in front of him looked like a psychopath.

Which normal person wears sunglasses in the cold winter, and which normal person uses drift to park sideways?

His mind was full of curse words, but the person in front of him was his contract sponsor, and he couldn't hold back a single word of the curse words in his mouth.

Adler Lu took two deep breaths and turned to look at Dexter Cheng, who happened to be holding the steering wheel with one hand and looking sideways.

Meeting Dexter Cheng's gaze, he forced his lips to raise: "Young Master Cheng's driving skills are quite good."

However, Dexter Cheng didn't say anything. She looked at him for a while, and then said this sentence out of nowhere.