The Actor Wants to Divorce

Lin Yang's eyes trembled slightly, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, making it difficult to make a sound.

Fu Ran's eyes were red, he let go of Lin Yang, his voice became cold several times: "Who is she?"

"how did you guys meet?"

"Have you ever been in bed?"

Lin Yang took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Fu Ran endured the dull pain in his heart, and his voice trembled: "If you can share with her, you will never contact her again, I can treat this as it has never happened..."

He couldn't bear the feelings of twelve years.

Really reluctant.

Fu Ran once again held Lin Yang's arm: "Xiao Yang, I will take care of the affairs of tonight. You can handle your outside affairs. It is not easy for this family for twelve years. Let's live a good life."

Lin Yang's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and in Fu Ran's blushing eyes, he broke Fu Ran's hand little by little.

"Fu Ran, I didn't do anything to be sorry for you."

Fu Ran panted twice and gritted his teeth: "Why did you break up if you didn't do it? What did I do wrong?"

His voice suddenly softened, and he pleaded: "If I make you angry somewhere, tell me, I will change it, Xiao Yang..."

Lin Yang: "Fu Ran, I'm going to go on a blind date."

Fu Ran was stunned, "What?"

Lin Yang clenched his palm and repeated: "I said I'm going to go on a blind date."

Fu Ran fell on the bed and laughed blankly.

Lin Yang frowned: "I'm sorry, Fu Ran."

"No, I didn't understand." Fu Ran had a funny smile on his face: "You said you didn't do anything to be sorry for me, and then you told me that you were going to have a blind date with someone else."

Lin Yang gently pressed his lower lip.

Fu Ran smiled and shook his head: "Did your mother weigh the contradiction in what you said?"

Lin Yang was silent, and for a long time he said softly: "Then I'm sorry for you."

Fu Ran was breathing heavily. He opened the drawer and turned out the cigarettes inside. He directly lit it and took a hard breath. His lungs were stinging with choking and the cigarette was caught in it.

The fingers were trembling.

Lin Yang frowned slightly.

Fu Ran coughed twice and said, "Is that a woman?" At.o

Fu Ran: "Does your parents mean?"

Lin Yang: "Yes."

Fu Ran was silent. He smoked a whole cigarette without saying a word, then lit the second one, and then smiled palely: "Xiao Yang, when you were eighteen, you ran away from home for me. You this year Thirty, why the **** is getting worse and worse?"

Lin Yang leaned back against the cabinet and said in a calm tone: "You know, my brother has something wrong, he is because of a man, and my parents are scared."

Fu Ran sneered again.

Lin Yang: "They knelt me ​​down... Fu Ran, I'm a child, I can't help it."

Fu Ran's eyes were blushing, he took a deep cigarette, and looked up at Lin Yang: "Isn't it score? We can think of other ways. Or, you go find a surrogate and give birth to your baby, I don't Mind!"

"They want a daughter-in-law."

"Then... you fake marriage, I don't mind what status, even the nominal minor third..."

Lin Yang interrupted him: "This is unfair to the woman."

Fu Ran suddenly roared, "What about me! Is that really fair to me?"

Fu Ran suddenly grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on Lin Yang's face.

Lin Yang turned upside down and seemed to have only the pale and weak words: "Fu Ran, I'm sorry."

"I don't want your apology." Fu Ran almost broke down: "If you say nothing, then break up, then what am I?"

Lin Yang was silent again.

"Don't pretend to be dead when you speak!"

Lin Yang couldn't tell, it was he who was wrong, he was sorry for Fu Ran, what could he say.

Fu Ran was so angry that he suddenly raised his hand to Lin Yang's face and slapped him one by one.

Lin Yang didn't move, closed his eyes subconsciously, and slapped his face as he waited to vent.

Rao was so angry that Fu Ran was so angry that he was still not willing to slap him.

This is the person he has spoiled for twelve years.

Fu Ran's palm gently touched Lin Yang's cold face, with a soft voice: "Xiao Yang, let's calm down, there will always be a solution to the matter, your parents, let me help you talk about it, they don't agree. , I knelt down and begged them."

Fu Ran choked again: "I beg you, for the sake of our twelve years, don't worry about making a decision, okay?"

Lin Yang's eye sockets finally turned scarlet. He looked at Fu Ran, and tears couldn't stop pouring out the moment he lowered his head.

Fu Ran pressed his head, let him lean on his shoulder, reached out to touch his soft black hair, and said softly: "No parting.

\"Ok……

"Blind date is not allowed."

"Ok."

"No regrets."

"it is good."

Hearing Lin Yang's affirmative answer, Fu Ran's heart gradually relaxed.

He rubbed Lin Yang's hair, pulled him off the bed, and kissed his forehead: "Don't think about anything, get some sleep first."

Lin Yang frowned, his throat hoarse: "It smells like smoke."

Fu Ran: "I'll spray some freshener, you go to sleep, good night."

After coaxing Lin Yang to sleep, Fu Ran couldn't sleep anymore.

Run to the toilet and smoke one after another with the exhaust fan on.

He was frightened by Xiaoyang's breaking up, his hands and feet were cold, and his shoulders were shaking uncontrollably now.

No matter what, he had to stabilize Xiao Yang first, and then go to see Xiao Yang's parents as soon as possible.

Fu Ran took a shower, removed the smell of smoke from his body, and returned to the bedroom.

Looking at Lin Yang who was asleep on the bed, Fu Ran smiled lightly, carefully pecked at the corner of his lips, and hugged him to sleep.

Worried all night, Fu Ran really overslept the next day.

─Open your eyes, the seats around you are already empty.

Thinking of what happened last night, Fu Ran panicked and hurried to the living room.

Lin Yang walked out of the kitchen with two pieces of noodles, saw him, and said, "Wake up? Have breakfast."

Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go wash first."

Lin Yang was born with a hatred against the kitchen.

The rich young master, his ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, and he followed him at the age of eighteen to thirty, and Fu Ran was not willing to let Lin Yang do a little housework.

─I don't know what it's like to be cooked by Lin Yang.

Lin Yang took two bites by himself and threw it aside, got up and took his coat: "I'm going to the company."

Fu Ran stopped him: "Xiaoyang, what you promised me last night, did you forget?"

Lin Yang nodded: "I know, didn't I explain everything to you?"

Fu Ran smiled, walked over to circle the person in his arms, and kissed the face several times: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Anything."

"Then make your favorite Hunan food. You come back early in the evening."

Lin Yang nodded: "I see."

"Don't stop answering my phone."

Lin Yang pushed him away: "Okay, I have something to do when I go to the company, don't get tired of it."

After Lin Yang left, Fu Ran dumped all the noodles in the bowl, texted the assistant to ask him to bring himself a breakfast, and then drove out.

Nothing happened in the afternoon, so he left work early and went to the supermarket to buy fresh vegetables, ready to make dinner for Lin Yang.

Lin Yang returned very early, and the two of them finished their meal in a harmonious atmosphere, and then went to bed to do a few double exercises.

Regarding the topic of that night, both of them tacitly did not mention it again.

Fu Ran gradually relaxed.

It seems that it is okay. After all, the two of O have been in for so many years, how could they say that they broke up and broke up.

Fu Ran put the proposal of marriage on the agenda again.

Frightened by this incident, Fu Ran felt that this marriage proposal could not be delayed any longer.

Only when Lin Yang becomes a legal husband-and-wife relationship can he be completely relieved.

Before going abroad, Fu Ran was busy at work, and this afternoon he had to make an appointment with a client for dinner.

The customer laughed as soon as he saw Fu Ran: "Mr. Fu, congratulations!"

The second monk Fu Ran couldn't figure it out, and then smiled: "Mr. Wang, what do you congratulate me for?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "Yeah, I'm still shy, ashamed. It's a pleasure to get married and have a wedding. I say that everyone is happy and happy. What are you doing in hiding?"

Fu Ran's face was not so good.

He did plan to have a wedding, but he never told anyone about it. How did he know?

Fu Ran held up a smile: "Mr. Wang, where did you hear that I'm going to have a wedding?"

"My friend's house runs a hotel. He said that your boyfriend, Mr. Lin Yang Lin has already booked the wedding next month..."

Fu Ran's head buzzed, and his body shook suddenly.

President Wang hurriedly reached out his hand to support Fu Ran, frowning: "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Ran pushed him away, his heart pounding wildly, and he held up a smile with difficulty, "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll leave."

Fu Ran drove the car and ran back to the apartment.

After entering the apartment, he walked directly to the bedroom and opened the drawer that contained the important items of two people at the bottom of the cabinet.

Lin Yang's ID card, several car keys, and real estate bank card have all disappeared.

Fu Ran seemed to be slapped severely, his eyes pierced instantly and he couldn't breathe.

He took out his cell phone and called Lin Yang.

A mechanical prompt sounded from the phone: "Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off."

Okay, Lin Yang, is this what you promised me?

You are really good.

Throwing Lao Tzu around.

Fu Ran took a deep breath, stood up coldly, grabbed the car key, went downstairs, and drove the car directly to Lin Yang's company.

At six o'clock in the evening, Lin Yang walked out of the company.

Fu Ran hit the car horn on the steering wheel with a fist.

The sharp screams caused Lin Yang to look back, and after recognizing that it was Fu Ran's car, he was taken aback for a while, then walked over, opened the door, and sat in: "Why do you have time to pick me up today?"

Fu Ran breathed heavily and looked out the window, his hands holding the steering wheel were all protruding blue veins.

Lin Yang pulled up his seat belt and frowned when he saw him motionless: "Why don't you drive and go home?"

Fu Ran sneered: "You are going to marry someone else. Does it matter if you return to that home?"

Lin Yang's face paled: "You... all know?"