The Actor Wants to Divorce

"My hearing is severely lacking, and hearing aids are not very useful to me."

Gu Qing let out "Huh?", and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Yichen's ears: "Then what are you doing with it? Picked it off."

Jiang Yichen held his wrist, "It's not completely useless, just carry it like this."

"Will it be uncomfortable?"

Jiang Yichen smiled and took Gu Qing into his arms, "It's kind of, so don't you plan to compensate me?"

Gu Qing blinked and laughed: "Okay, then you close your eyes."

Jiang Yichen closed his eyes obediently.

After a while, he felt that something was stuffed in his palm.

"Huh?" He stared at the movie ticket in his hand blankly?

Gu Qing asked him to pat his face, "Next week, Laozi's movie will premiere. Please go to the premiere. Don't forget to pack two hundred shows and I will support the box office." Jiang Yichen got stuck in his throat. , "Who wants you this kind of compensation? You give me back!"

Although Jiang Yichen was reluctant, but on the day of the movie's premiere, he still obediently carried the ticket.

After Gu Qing hadn't shown up for a long time, the fans under the scene almost overturned the entire viewing hall.

Fortunately, Jiang Yichen couldn't hear his ears. If he could hear, his eardrums would have to explode.

The host is rich in experience, and he talked about Gu Qingrang's personal affairs, and finally mentioned Jiang Yichen unexpectedly.

"I heard that President Jiang was by your side to take care of you when you were in the hospital, and some people saw President Jiang wearing a ring on his hand. Isn't the good thing coming for those two?"

Sitting in the corner wearing a cap and a mask, Jiang Yichen's breathing suddenly tightened.

The arm muscles are tight. A pair of eyes stared straight at Gu Qingrang on the stage.

Gu Qingren was wearing a clean and tidy white shirt. He was full of anger. He was holding the microphone. Before he had time to speak, he saw fans shouting hoarsely on the big screen in front of him.

"No! Mom doesn't allow you to get married!

Laughter broke out all over the room.

Gu Qing let her lips curl, and smiled through this episode, "Did you see it, they don't allow it."

Jiang Yichen's hand slowly clenched into a fist, and he bit the arm of the chair bitterly.

"Cut" and muttered softly: "Why don't you allow it..."

At the end of the premiere, Gu Qingrang was surrounded by a large number of fans and reporters.

The microphone was almost angry.

"Gu Qingrang, are you dating Jiang Yichen now?"

"Is this an admission of love in disguise?"

"It is rumored that you and Jiang Yichen divorced because Jiang Yichen was in marriage and did it to you for the sake of Xiaosan..."

In the noise, this question was as sharp as a needle, and Gu Qing stopped abruptly, turned his head and stared at the reporter.

The reporter was stared at by Gu Qing suddenly, and was stunned for an instant.

"Which media do you have? Believe it or not, I will sue you for libel?"

Gu Qing made a sneer and left surrounded by bodyguards.

That afternoon, #Guqing made an angry reporter hit the hot search.

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At that time, Gu Qing asked Zheng and Feng Jin to eat together, and Feng Jin dragged his chin, "So, you and Jiang always really plan to go on seriously?"

Gu Qing let the chicken leg bite, vaguely: "Almost, life is too short, just have fun in time."

Feng Jin nodded thoughtfully.

Gu Qingrang thought of something and wiped his mouth hurriedly: "Hey, I didn't tell you to go back to Lin Yan."

Feng Jin smiled faintly: "Gu Brother, what are you talking about? How could I go back to him."

Gu Qing asked tentatively, "How long have you not seen him?"

Feng Jin thought for a while: "It didn't take long, I saw it accidentally last time."

"Then it's gone?"

Feng Jin gave a faint "um" again.

"It seems that he is going to go abroad, and he took his father abroad to see a doctor...maybe he won't come back again in the future."

Lin Yan was standing at the door, directing people to move the luggage into the car.

Lin Yang walked out of the room, "Ayan, have your parents' things tidyed up?

"Well, it's almost there."

Lin Yang nodded: "Okay, when it's settled, I'll go over and see you."

Lin Yan smiled: "I can take care of my parents, but you, who have a family and a mouth, don't run around."

Lin Yang was silent, and suddenly said, "Lin Yan, you insist on taking your parents over, don't you plan to come back for the rest of your life?"

Lin Yan lowered his head and smiled, his voice a little hoarse: "It's a good thing that I don't come back."

Only if he walks far away will Feng Jin be alive and healthy.

No longer think of those pains carved in the depths of memory.

"Ayan..."

Lin Yan scratched his hair and smiled, "But when you marry Brother Fu Ran, I will still be back."

Lin Yang was silent again.

"when's the flight?"

"Six p.m."

"Don't see him for the last time?" Lin Yang sighed: "He should be meeting you."

Lin Yan thought about the last time he saw such a healthy and good Feng Jin on the pool court with a gentle smile on his face. The warm scene called Lin Yan couldn't help crying.

He took a breath and shook his head gently: "I...don't bother him."

"Brother, no matter what happens to me in the future, you should never contact him again, it will scare him."

Lin Yang stared at his younger brother, and finally nodded gently.

"If he has any difficulties in the future, he can help..." Lin Yan was startled suddenly, and shook his head: "Forget it, it's not my turn."

"Ayan..."

"Brother, I made an appointment with a few friends, and I will leave first."

Lin Yan got into another car and drove away.

Lin Yang guessed right, he really didn't plan to come back this time when he went abroad, so these domestic hair buddies still want to see him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the gate with his front foot, his back foot was caught by the parking guy outside.

"Brother, is the black Bentley outside yours?"

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

"A group of people smashed your car!"

Lin Yan's eyes sank instantly, and he lifted his foot to walk outside.

─When I went out, Lin Yan saw his Bentley flashing and its hood sank.

There is a person squatting on it.

Lin Yan was shocked when he saw it.

Oh, isn't it the yellow hair who fought him outside the pool court last time.

Huang Mao saw Lin Yan coming out and jumped out of the car with a "boom".

Lin Yan didn't want to make trouble with him on the plane at night, so he lost his business card.

"You can talk to this person about compensation."

After he said that he turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, there was a gust of wind stirring behind him. Lin Yan noticed something wrong, and subconsciously turned his head—he slammed on the back of Lin Yan's head.

Lin Yan shook twice, the world turned around, and the whole world desperately pulled him down.

Lin Yan lay on the ground all of a sudden, the blood in his head rolled out, unable to stop.

The yellow hair kicked Lin Yan, "I said, I will kill you next time I meet!"

Huang Mao slipped away with a murder weapon.

Lin Yan only felt that everything in front of him was becoming more and more blurred.

The speed of blood loss can't even feel the pain.

It's just very cold, and the hands and feet seem to have been soaked in ice water.

He realized that he might be dying.

Lin Yan rolled over with difficulty, and fumbled for the phone in his pocket with trembling fingers.

To call Lin Yang.

When the number was half dialed, Lin Yan stopped.

He suddenly wanted to hear Feng Jin's voice.

Is he dying?

Treat it as the last wish

Lin Yan lay **** his side on the cold ground. He couldn't hold the phone anymore, so he put it on the edge of his ear.

"Beep, beep..."

Every sound was extremely long, Lin Yan closed his eyes several times, his consciousness was submerged, and he forced himself to wake up again.

I don't know how long it took before a familiar voice finally came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Who?"

Lin Yan panted: "Xiao Jin..."

There was no sound at Feng Jin's end for a moment.

Lin Yan panicked, begging, a **** smell rushed into his throat, making people nauseous: "Xiao Jin, don't hang up, don't hang up... I... I'll just say a few words..."

Feng Jin still had no voice.

Lin Yan's chest was tight and painful, and his breathing became more difficult. "Xiao Jin, don't be afraid, after tonight, you will never meet me again, don't be afraid..."

"I will go to a place far and cold. You have to be well. I just want to listen to your voice before I leave..."

Lin Yan cried, "Would you like to have a word with me, just one sentence, I will never find you again..."

"Dududu."

The answer to Lin Yan was a series of icy busy tone when the phone was hung up.

Lin Yan opened his eyes wide and quietly looked at the hung up phone, breathing quickly, little by little, and calmed down.