The Actor Wants to Divorce

The pain is clamoring, and the body is like thousands of curled ants crazily biting bones and blood.

Lin Yan was a chuangchao and almost fell.

He gritted his teeth, leaned on the wall, stabilized his body, and then slowly and hard, leaving with a bump.

Feng Jin's face was pale, "Lin Yan."

Lin Yan's shoulders stiffened, his back turned to Feng Jin, and he stopped without looking back.

"I'm going back abroad tomorrow... I'm sorry... I'm just coming back... see my parents... I'll go back tomorrow..."

Feng Jin clenched his fists beside him and said calmly, "Your father seems to have something wrong, and your brother can't contact you. The phone call came to me.

Lin Yan was stunned.

Feng Jin frowned: "You go to the hospital and have a look,"

Lin Yan's complexion didn't even have a trace of blood, and his pale skin was lined with dried blood. It was a bit distressing in the cold wind.

He never turned his gaze, nodded, and then slowly walked out of the alley with his arm.

It is difficult to wait for a taxi on the road late at night.

After five or six minutes, there was no car passing by.

Feng Jin looked at him: "Get in the car, I'll take you there."

Lin Yan's Adam's apple rolled, and a gleam of light flashed across those eyes for an instant, but they fell quickly, and then gently shook his head.

"No... no more."

Feng Jin has already opened the car door, "Lin Yan, your family is still waiting for you."

Lin Yan glanced at Feng Jin in a dazed manner, quickly looked away, and then silently bent over and got into the car.

The atmosphere in the car was dignified and suffocating.

Lin Yan was sitting in the co-pilot. The driver saw Lin Yan's face full of injuries, and at first he asked a few questions with concern.

Seeing no one answered, he had to shut his mouth.

Wordless all the way.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Lin Yan got out of the car in a hurry.

He clutched his painful arm and glanced at Feng Jin cautiously, with the same cautious tone: "Thank you."

Feng Jin nodded: "I hope my uncle is safe."

Lin Yan didn't say anything, and couldn't help tightening the hand covering his arm.

Feng Jin slowly rolled up the window glass.

"Feng Jin!" Lin Yan's eyes turned red and his voice hoarse.

Feng Jin paused: "What's the matter?"

"I will go, you have to be good..."

"I'm fine. Don't worry."

Feng Jin smiled softly, the window closed, blocking everything, and the car carried Feng Jin and drove forward.

Lin Yan lowered his head, and after a long time he slowly raised his head, finally dared to follow the direction he was leaving after he left, but he could only see the vague shadow of the car, gradually disappearing into the night. deep.

He is very good, not scared by himself like this, so good.

Wen Ruili must be a more qualified boyfriend than him.

Lin Yan thought about it and couldn't help but smile.

On the seventh day after Gu Qingran's business trip, Si Chen called Gu Qingrang and said that Zhu Zichen's affairs would be the result.

Gu Qingrang was in the dressing room at that time. He gestured to the makeup artist. The makeup artist exited from the door knowingly, leaving only Gu Qingran alone.

"How to say?"

"President Jiang asked someone to sort out Zhu Zichen's black material over the years, and plan to find the media to expose it in the afternoon." Si Chen sounded in a good mood, with a clear tone: "Song Ye will also post on Weibo. Express your attitude. At a later date, the studio will issue a contract termination statement. Oh, yes, we are already looking for new actors in the dramas that Zhu Zichen participated in. Those investors sold the favor of President Jiang. We were not held accountable, and the losses in the middle were all transferred to President Jiang’s account."

Gu Qingrang nodded: "Okay, just do that."

After hanging up the phone, he lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

It is impossible to quit smoking. If it were so easy to quit, the tobacco company would have closed down 800 times.

In addition, Jiang Yichen is no longer there, and Gu Qing is left unattended.

At most, he controlled the number of cigarettes he smoked, from one pack a day to half a pack a day now.

After finishing work and returning to the hotel, Gu Qing asked to open Weibo and took a look, and she saw Zhu Zichen's name on Weibo hot search.

This kind of feeling of being scolded on the cusp of the storm, Gu Qingrang, knows better than anyone that Zhu Zichen must not have had a good night this evening.

When Gu Qing was about to turn off the phone, he glanced at the phone and jumped out a few text messages from unfamiliar numbers.

[Gu Qingrang, you are ruthless! You wait for me! 】

[Gu Qingrang, you cut your back, God will take you sooner or later! 】

[Wait, Gu Qingrang! 】

Gu Qing made a sneer.

Xiaoyanger, you have learned to threaten people. When your grandpa is a vegetarian?

Gu Qing asked her to delete the text message and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Gu Qing asked to practice his abdominal muscles in the room with a cigarette in his mouth. Jiang Yichen's video call came over.

Gu Qing hurriedly pinched the cigarette, opened the window to let the smoke escape, and then pressed the switch uprightly. "President Jiang, good evening!"

Jiang Yichen had been busy all day, and finally met the person he was thinking of, and his voice was soft: "Back to the hotel?"

"Ok."

"Have you seen about Zhu Zichen?"

"Well, I saw it. As soon as President Jiang made his move, things were done neatly. I really admire him."

Jiang Yichen had a headache and interrupted him: "Slippy."

"I praise you that you are not happy yet?" Gu Qing snorted twice.

Jiang Yichen frowned displeased: "Those words are very fake, you usually tell other people, right?"

"Do you think I was pretending?" Gu Qing asked to go to the bed and raised his eyebrows to look at him.

Jiang Yichen didn't conceal it, and honestly said: "Who made King Gu's acting skills so good, Ajan, I'm serious, sometimes I doubt... Are you kidding me?"

Will one day, he has enough play and kicked himself.

Gu Qing kept silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled, "What if it is really possible?"

Jiang Yichen was startled, and was frightened by Gu Qing's rhetoric.

He gritted his teeth, and his angry look made Gu Qing let wonder if he would jump out of the phone screen.

"Gu Qingrang, if you dare to play with me, I will kill you."

Gu Qing made the old face blush and coughed dryly.

After talking for a while, Gu Qing made his eyelids start to fight, Jiang Yichen couldn't bear to watch him doze off, so he had to let people go to sleep.

Gu Qing was confused. Suddenly I heard Jiang Yichen calling him: "Arang."

"Ok?"

Jiang Yichen sighed, as if hating iron for not making steel. Gentlely said: "Eat on time, smoke less cigarettes, your ashtray should be cleared."

Gu Qing let his heart "glance", and the whole person was awake, turned his head and glanced at the clear ashtray photographed by the camera on the bedside table, the roots of his ears quickly rose red.

"Oh... I got it..."

Really...death to death.

The matter of Zhu Zichen seemed to come to an end.

The studio's termination, coupled with the scandal of prostitution, such as prostitution, has basically no chance for Zhu Zichen to make a splash in the entertainment industry.

Gu Qing made it possible to receive threatening text messages from unfamiliar numbers every day on his mobile phone, and Xiaomi was shocked when he saw it.

"Brother Gu, shall we call the police?"

Gu Qing asked him to eat the cucumber used to spread his face as a snack, and said, "What kind of police do you call? I asked someone to check these numbers. They were bought for dozens of dollars on the side of the road." The bearer card, no one can be found at all."

Even if they knew that it was from Zhu Zichen and there is no evidence, the police can do nothing about Zhu Zichen.

It's better to ignore it and let him make trouble for a few days, and then it's over.

Can't swallow this breath, Gu Qingrang understands it very well.

The days passed, and in the blink of an eye, Gu Qingrang was left with the last episode. After the recording, he could go home the next day. He hadn't seen Jiang Yichen for a month, and he still missed that man. arrow.

When Jiang Yichen called this night, Gu Qingrang couldn't help showing excitement to the ring he had just bought.

"The pair of rings last time was too difficult. Let's be together...and...for half a year. It's an anniversary. Let's change your shotgun to a new level." Gu Qing let her point to the English letters on the inside of the ring." Did you see it? I specially engraved it with my name and yours."

Jiang Yichen smiled: "I should prepare for this kind of thing, right?"

Gu Qing let his eyes light up: "Then I want diamonds! Pigeon eggs! Start with five carats, no topping!"

Jiang Yichen has a headache. When will the personality of this money fan change?

He smiled helplessly, "Compared to pigeon eggs, I still look forward to the ring you prepared for me..."

Jiang Yichen's voice was low and hoarse: "Arang, I miss you so much."

─Yue did not hug him, the thoughts in his bones were tumbling with the blood.

Gu Qing let his lips curl up: "How can you think about calling every day?"

Jiang Yichen stole a smile: "Don't you know when you come back to see Xiao Achen?"

Gu Qing made his face flush instantly, and squatted, "I can go back tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yichen nodded: "You are not allowed to see other friends tomorrow, you are only allowed to accompany me alone."

Gu Qing snorted: "I'm afraid you will have something to do tomorrow."

"Nothing matters to you."

Gu Qing made the roots of her ears red, "Just be sweet on your lips. I'm going to sleep!"

"Well, rest early, and bring my ring back tomorrow. You hear me?"

"Got it."

"Agen, I love you."

"see you tomorrow."

Gu Qing asked reluctantly to hang up the phone.

He clutched the phone and pressed it against his chest, only to feel the heart beating fast.

Something seems to burst through a blood vessel and gush out.

He was a little depressed by this emotion, wrapped himself in a quilt and rolled himself into a spring roll, scolding himself unconvincingly.

"At the age of 30, my heart is still sprouting, you are going to die, Gu Qingrang!"

Scolded, but when he thought of seeing Jiang Yichen tomorrow, the corners of his lips were still full of smiles.

Gu Qingrang just tossed on the bed like this. I don't know how long it took before he heard someone knock on the door outside.

"Boom boom boom──"

"Who?"

Gu Qingrang suddenly sat up.

"Hello, takeaway."

It was a somewhat unfamiliar voice that was lowered.