The Actor Wants to Divorce

The refreshing drink was delivered into the tongue cavity, and Gu Qing instantly made his scalp numb.

Does this dog force a man to drink him? Jiang Yichen, you dog thief! You wait for me to wake up!

Gu Qing made his mind groggy, his head tilted, and the whole person slid down.

Jiang Yichen steadily caught his body and sighed helplessly: "A cup doesn't seem to be all bad, baby, don't blame me, as long as you don't go with him, you can do anything except me when you wake up tomorrow.

"Sorry... I'm really jealous..."

The person in his arms was struggling restlessly, murmuring something in his mouth, Jiang Yichen could not discern the lip language, he lowered his head and kissed Gu Qingrang's hair lightly, and then planned to take him away.

─Opening the door of the box, a figure directly blocked his way.

The man has a long stature, clean black hair, and his facial features are not inferior to his sharpness. Even under that sharpness, he is a bit more scheming, and he is usually hidden and never easily revealed, but it is here. At a moment, the four eyes of the same kind and the same kind were exposed clearly.

Lin Zhaozhi had wide shoulders and thin waist, standing at the door, making people breathless for no reason.

Jiang Yichen looked at the uninvited guest coldly, without saying a word, but silently hugged the person in his arms tighter.

This is completely his subconscious move.

In his subconscious mind, he was afraid that Gu Qingrang would be taken away by this man.

Lin Zhaozhi lowered his head and glanced into Jiang Yichen's arms. Jiang Yichen immediately pressed Gu Qingrang's face with the brim of his hat vigilantly.

He didn't even want to show Lin Zhaozhi a glance.

"Anything, Director Lin Da."

Lin Zhaozhi's eyes were indifferent: "I'll take Arang home."

Jiang Yichen's heart was severely poked by the word "go home".

"Don't bother Director Lin Da, I will send him back."

After finishing speaking, holding Gu Qingrang to avoid Lin Zhaozhi.

Lin Zhaozhi stretched out his long arms and stopped him in front of Jiang Yichen. His voice was as cold as snow that could not be removed over the years: "I used to think that Mr. Jiang started from nothing, a handicapped person who can’t hear. It is really admirable to have current status and achievements, but now it seems that you Jiang Yichen is nothing more than a sinister villain who takes advantage of others' dangers and lays on others. Knowing that he can't touch alcohol, but still use this trick, Jiang For an hour, you really shame our men."

Jiang Yichen's expression was gloomy, and his arm around Gu Qingrang collapsed tightly.

He lived to be thirty years old, and apart from the ear problems, he was considered smooth. This is the first time he has heard these humiliating remarks today.

His eyes were faint, cold like a glacier in the depths of the sea, filled with a dense mist that couldn't dissipate.

He never showed anger or anger. He just stared at Lin Zhaozhi in a cold voice: "Is it enough? Say enough, just step aside."

"Today I won't let you take Arang away." Lin Zhaozhi took a step forward and reached out to hold Gu Qingrang's arm: "Jiang Yichen, you and I will officially declare war."

"Heh." Jiang Yichen sneered: "Only you?"

"Yes, just rely on me." Lin Zhaozhi pulled Gu Qing to his direction.

Gu Qing was so drunk that he was robbed and snatched like a ball, his eyelids trembling, and he woke up.

"Tugging, dragging your uncle? It made me sleep!"

"Xiao Mizi, drag these two dog minions out and chop off their Xiao Jiji..."

Jiang Yichen: "..."

Lin Zhaozhi: "..."

Brother, if you are honestly drunk, stop talking, okay?

Jiang Yichen sighed helplessly in his heart.

Lin Zhaozhi released his hand and took two steps back: "Mr. Jiang, it seems that none of us will give in tonight, right?"

Jiang Yichen curled his lips, "Do you need me to order a cup of coffee for Director Lin Da?"

Early the next morning.

When Gu Qing asked to rub his aching head and climbed up from the chair with aching body, there was such a magical scene in front of him.

Jiang Yichen sat in a corner of the box, holding a magazine in his hand, and flipping it all the time, Lin Zhaozhi sat opposite him with headphones in his ears, as if listening to a song.

What a harmonious and weird atmosphere.

It's terrible, okay?

Gu Qing jumped up from the chair in a panic.

Lin Zhaozhi saw Gu Qing wake up and pulled the earphones out of his ears, "Are you awake?"

"Why are you here?"

"I don't worry about you. You said you will come right away, but I haven't waited until."

Lin Zhaozhi glanced at Jiang Yichen who followed up.

The answer is obvious.

Jiang Yichen detained the person.

Gu Qing reminded him of what happened last night, the fire in his heart was rising up, and he didn't want to quarrel with Jiang Yichen, so he pulled Lin Zhaozhi away.

"Arang." Jiang Yichen didn't sleep all night, his voice was a little dumb.

Gu Qing let his feet stop, walked to Jiang Yichen with red eyes, raised his hand and gave Jiang Yichen a loud slap in the face.

"Pop one by one"

A crisp slap sounded, and five finger prints quickly appeared on Jiang Yichen's white face.

Jiang Yichen's face shifted when he was beaten, his ears did not "buzz", but they were sore.

The expression in his eyes dimmed for a moment, and disappeared under his bangs.

"Jiang Yichen, the next time I will call the police directly."

"What do you think I am going to do to you?"

Jiang Yichen let out a chuckle from his nose.

Gu Qing made his palm stabbed by a needle, numb, he moved his wrist and lifted his chin, "I'm not interested in knowing, Jiang Yichen, I thought we could be good friends, but now it's still... Forget it, I am very grateful that you helped me with George's affairs, so if you drink my drink, I assume it hasn’t happened. I’ll say goodbye and I won’t need to contact you again.”

After speaking, Gu Qing stepped out the door without looking back.

One of Lin Zhao's hands was in his trouser pocket, and his eyes fell faintly on Jiang Yichen's body.

"Do you know why you always annoy him?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes flushed a little bit, and his hands on his side were tightened, and his knuckles were forced out of blue and white.

"Because Mr. Jiang, you never know what it means to respect the word, whether it’s for seven years or now, you didn’t grow at all, or is it that you will just force your own thoughts on your mind according to your own temperament? Clean the dictator on him."

In the box, only Jiang Yichen was left in the end.

His face hurts terribly, and I don't know how much effort Gu Qingrang used to pump his heart hurt along with it.

In this game with Gu Qingrang as a bargaining chip, he lost.

The loser was completely and completely defeated.

Jiang Yichen walked back to the chair blankly, his pale and slender fingers grasped the suit jacket on it.

It was the clothes he was afraid that Gu Qingran was frozen last night, and that he covered Gu Qingran's body.

He sank back into the chair, his head lowered a little bit, like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, and there was no movement for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before he felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

It was a video call from Ji Rulang.

He took a deep breath, "What's the matter?"

"A dog, good news!" Ji Rulang's voice sounded extremely excited, he didn't even bother to ask Jiang Yichen what was the slap print on his face.

Jiang Yichen rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, his heart aching, "What else is good news."

"When I checked the information recently, I found that 17 years ago, there was an ear doctor who was very good and healed many patients. If that doctor is still alive, maybe your ears will be saved."

Jiang Yichen: "Well, I see."

Ji Rulang frowned: "I know? Jiang Yigou, what's the matter with you? You have hope in your ears. Can you just react normally?"

"I'll hang up first, there's still something to do."

Jiang Yichen pinched the video impatiently.

Ji Rulang on the other end of the phone is almost lying in a big slot. When he heard about this yesterday, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. This is on the person involved. Does the other party have no feelings?

Ji Rulang hurriedly called Fu Ran, "Is it okay for an hour? I just contacted him, and he got up very badly...please persuade him to come to me for a self-check when he has time. Their president is under a lot of pressure, don't do anything. event

Fu Ran was basking in the sun on a foreign beach with his arms around Lin Yang, and smiled coldly, "What can be the matter? His baby is now raging with Lin Zhaozhi's rumor scandals. Jiang Gou can't sit still, you know? "

Ji Rulang said "Ah" and understood: "You said Gu Qingrang? I'll be honest, this happened like this, Yichen really deserved it. I didn't want to say anything to Gu Qingrang, why bother! If you don’t say anything else, just talk about his ears. If it’s not for Gu Qingrang, can something go wrong?... Yes, Fu Ran, you have to persuade him to go to the doctor as soon as possible, do you know?"

Lin Zhai.

Alcohol caused Lin Yan to sleep groggy until noon, squinting at the bedside clock, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Only then did he remember that Ye Su told him last night that he would take Feng Jin to the United States for treatment.

At this point, I don’t know if people... are all gone?

gone…

Oh, go clean!

He is brain-disabled to make himself like this for someone who cuckolds himself.

Lin Yan was upset for a while and covered his head with a pillow.

It took him a long time to get up, finish washing, and go to the living room downstairs.

─A strange middle-aged woman is talking to the housekeeper.

Seeing Lin Yan came downstairs, the housekeeper hurriedly walked over, "Lin Shao."

Lin Yan said coldly: "Who?"

"Shao Lin, I told you yesterday that she is Mr. Feng Jin's cousin. She said she was looking for Mr. Feng Jin for something..."

Lin Yan glanced at the woman, "What are you looking for?"

The woman hurriedly stood up, making random gestures with both hands, and she spoke with a strong local accent.

"I'm looking for Xiao Jin, his mother left a certain amount of money a few years ago, I want to give him."

Lin Yan frowned: "What's the money?"

"Just the money his stepfather sold him is not clean, I don't want to take it."

Lin Yan's pupils were slightly startled: "What...sell him?"