The Actor Wants to Divorce

Feng Jin didn't sleep all night.

The phone call made him very upset.

Why did Lin Yan call him suddenly and cried?

Feng Jin lay on the bedside, tossing and turning, unable to calm down, so he changed into a set of sportswear and went to the living room to punch two sets of long punches.

After punching, he went to take a cold shower. The whole talent calmed down. The assistant called him and said that he would be picked up in half an hour. When this matter was interrupted, Feng Jin completely forgot about Lin Yan. Up.

He has a variety show to be recorded today. After joining Gu Qingrang's studio, Feng Jin has announced more and more announcements.

It was seven o'clock in the evening after the program was recorded, and as soon as Feng Jin got in the car, he received a call from Gu Qingrang.

"Brother Gu, what's the matter?"

Gu Qingrang was still heartless over there: "Didn't Xiao Ziye tell you? He will have his birthday tomorrow, so please ask a few of us out to play, don't forget."

"He had notified me long ago, I remember it all,"

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

The next night, Feng Jin went out for the appointment on time.

Xiao Ziye is the host tonight, and he has a small bar proudly and invited many handsome men and women to dance in it.

When Feng Jin arrived, Xiao Ziye was going crazy, but Gu Qingrang, who was accustomed to the skin, sat down on the sofa and drank orange juice honestly, without a loose collar button.

Feng Jin walked over, "Gu Brother, are you not too hot?"

Xiao Ziye ran over with a smile, just in time to hear these words

Immediately grinned and joked: "Don't you know? Our brother Gu now has a family, a good father and a good father, the wild horse is good! Don't say it's hot, even if it is strangled, it won't be unbuttoned. Yes. Isn't it, Gu brother?"

Gu Qing made the old face blush, grabbed the pillow, and slammed it on Xiao Ziye's forehead, "Let's go with you."

Xiao Ziye jumped three feet high, "Hey, I'm so embarrassed to become angry, Gu Ge! Isn't I telling the truth? When you didn't get along with President Jiang, come to the bar for a lot of waves, and I will add you 14 or 5 a night. WeChat’s pure 1."

"That's because Lao Tzu is attractive. What does it have to do with Jiang Yichen?" Gu Qing hummed: "I have gotten together with Jiang Yichen. But I told you, at home, I'll say one thing is good, I Anyway, Jiang Yichen didn't dare to look west."

Xiao Ziye smiled hippiely: "Yes, yes, I know that Gu Ge, you have a good way of controlling your husband, you are very powerful, maybe one day you can have a baby...

Gu Qing made the old face flush again, and had a pillow fight with Xiao Ziye.

When Xiao Ziye was dragged away crazy by his friends, Feng Jincai smiled and asked Gu Qingrang, "Did President Jiang not come today?"

Gu Qing asked to scratch his hair, sank for a moment, and said, "Something happened to his friend."

"Ok?"

Gu Qing thought for a moment, and said, "Feng Jin, something happened to Fu Ran's boyfriend's house."

Feng Jin stunned, his heart "bang-bang-bang" several times in a row, and his face was not very good: "Gu Brother, you should know that Mr. Fu's boyfriend is Brother Lin Yan, right?"

Gu Qing made an awkward smile twice.

He didn't want to tell Feng Jin, but Lin Jia had concealed this matter so hard that Jiang Yichen wouldn't let him talk about it.

It's just that he concealed that it was not good for Feng Jin to hide this matter.

However, if Feng Jin knew...

Gu Qing left to ponder for a long time, and found a euphemism, "Well, something happened to Lin's family."

Feng Jin asked without reluctance, "What's the matter?"

Gu Qing let his guilty conscience grab the cigarettes on the table, and while lighting the cigarettes, he blindly broke a reason, "It seems that the old man in his family has something wrong with his body."

Feng Jin didn't think too much, "I heard before that Lin Yan is going to take his father abroad to see a doctor. It should be fine, right?"

Gu Qing made a vague laugh, his palms were sweaty.

When Feng Jin wanted to ask anything else, Gu Qingrang shouted "Xiao Ziye" and rushed into the crowd.

When it left, it was one o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Yichen drove to pick up Gu Qing and let him go home.

As soon as Gu Qing got into the car, he groaned and called his brain hurt.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yichen leaned forward and Ling Gu Qing asked to fasten his seat belt.

"I want to smoke a cigarette."

Gu Qing blinked his eyes.

"No way."

Jiang Yichen didn't want to refuse directly, "I said I won't smoke after ten o'clock in the evening."

Gu Qing let out angrily snorted twice.

Jiang Yichen made a gesture to kiss him: "Don't be angry, I am doing this for your health, so you want to be an old smoker, don't you?"

"I'm already quitting, I'm just annoying tonight."

Gu Qing sighed, "Feng Jin asked me about Lin's family today. I found a reason to prevaricate. I have a hunch that he will know sooner or later."

Jiang Yichen frowned, "He has already let go. Even if he knows it, he won't be too sad, right?"

"Are you stupid?" Gu Qing made his face deep, "They broke up for so long, have you seen Feng Jin accept whom? Obviously, I didn't let it go!"

Gu Qing made his face more and more ugly, "I'm worried about his illness. Don't be irritated by Linyan again... You said this Linyan is really true. You haven't learned well after a fight, so it's fine. , Put your own life in, you will know to tortured Feng Jin when you live, and you won’t let him go if you die... If Feng Jin knows it, what's the matter?

"He won't know." Jiang Yichen took Gu Qingrang's shoulders, "I listen to Lin Yang, they don't plan to tell Feng Jin."

Gu Qing made his brows tighten, and stared at Jiang Yichen: "Hey, Jiang Yichen, Lin Yan... is he really dead..."

"Well, there was a serious brain injury and too much blood loss that caused shock. When I was sent to the hospital, my pupils were dilated, and there was no rescue. I was directly sent to the morgue. It is said that when he died he was still holding a mobile phone and two doctors. It took a lot of effort to break it apart."

Gu Qing didn't have a good impression of Lin Yan, and the only two or three meetings made him feel bad for Lin Yan.

It's just that one life is gone, Gu Qingrang is still a little bit sighed.

Jiang Yichen still said: "The funeral was finished yesterday."

Gu Qing was taken aback, "So fast?"

"Well, it's low-key."

Gu Qingrang asked: "Where is it buried?"

Jiang Yichen shook his head: "I don't know this. People bereavement, white-haired people send black-haired people, it is uncomfortable, Fu Ran has been driven away, I am not good to ask more at this time."

Gu Qing let out a sigh.

Jiang Yichen gently pinched Gu Qingrang's chin and dropped a kiss on his lips.

Gu Qing made the tips of her ears slightly red: "What are you...what?"

Jiang Yichen's eyes were deep, his voice was a little hoarse and uneasy, "I'm just a little scared..."

"Ok?"

"If you were rescued later that day, would you be the same as Lin Yan..."

Gu Qing raised his brows and didn't give him a chance to frighten him. "Hey, don't curse me. Gu Qing will definitely live a hundred years and die behind you."

Jiang Yichen was amused, "Are you so sure?"

Gu Qing let him snorted twice, stretched out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, and said without embarrassment: "Yes, I'm still waiting to inherit your billions of inheritance.

Jiang Yichen stretched out his hand and directly smoked the cigarette from his mouth, "You little money fan, if you want to inherit Lao Tzu's inheritance, you should smoke less!"

Gu Qing annoyed: "Stop smoking, stop smoking, what's the big deal. Stop at the barbecue restaurant in front, I want to make skewers."

Feng Jin had a dream that night.

He dreamed of Lin Yan who was seventeen years old.

Holding a freshly caught fish in his hand, standing in front of his house, holding his trouser legs.

"Xiao Jin, come on. I'll grill the fish for you."

He stumbled towards Lin Yan, but suddenly disappeared into a cloud of confusion.

I can't see anything.

He felt unbearable fear and fear in his dream, spinning around like a headless fly, calling his name loudly.

But he couldn't find Lin Yan.

He disappeared in the mist, without a trace of shadow.

Then he woke up suddenly.

Like a drowning person, wet and sweating.

He stared at the ceiling, his mind full.

"Xiao Jin, don't be afraid, I am going to a far and cold place..."

On that day, he pierced Feng Jin’s ears like wings. Feng Jin grew his mouth and breathed quickly. When his breathing calmed down, he lifted the quilt and got up, grabbed the phone, and found out the one a few days ago. Called number.

He seemed to have made up his mind and pressed the call button.

There are mechanical female voices on the phone one by one

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check before dialing..."

Feng Jin was taken aback.

Empty number?

how come?

It was obvious that Lin Yan used this number to call him four days ago.

Could it be that he went abroad, so he cancelled this number?

Feng Jin lay down heavily on the bed, his heart pressed heavily.

It was already September of this year when Feng Jin became involved with Lin Yan again.

The drama he filmed in the field came to an end, and he returned to his long-lost home.

After three months of not going home, the mailbox downstairs was filled with a large pile of letters. Feng Jin threw away some insignificant advertisements, only to find a letter sent to him by social insurance.

Feng Jin took a look at it and found that the other party had notified him that he had an insured amount of 30 million yuan and asked him to take the time to go to the company to apply.

Feng Jin had never done this before, so he immediately called the other party.

The other party stated that this insurance policy was insured for him by a person named Lin Yan a year ago.

Feng Jin was taken aback.

Thirty million, this is not a small amount, count the time, a year ago, that was almost when he and Lin Yan formally separated.

What did Lin Yan do to insure him well?

"Sorry, I don't need this money. Can you return the money to Mr. Lin?"

The other party patiently explained on the phone: "When Mr. Lin Yan came to apply for the insurance, the insured was himself, and the beneficiary filled in your name..."

Feng Jinxi listened confusedly, and the next second, his head seemed to be knocked hard, and the whole person was completely stiff.

"Wait, you just said that the insured is himself?"

"Ok."

"Then why do I get this money now?" Feng Jin's face was a little pale: "Is the insurance effective...what happened to him?"