The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran didn't know how to answer this question.

His head was full of the dangling knife, his hands and feet were soft, and he couldn't lift a trace of strength.

"I shouldn't have agreed with you to be my best man."

Fu Ran was startled and smiled, "Yeah, if it weren't for me, you would kneel and kowtow in public tonight, and be the good sister-in-law of Zhao Ming."

The more he talked, the more excited he nodded, pointing to himself: "I'm the one who's cheap, I'm just taking care of my business, right?"

Lin Yang: "I didn't mean that.

Fu Ran was exhausted and tortured during this period of time. He took a few breaths to calm himself down.

"I ask you one last time, is it possible for us?"

The wedding was like this, Lin Yang and Zhao Lu's marriage would definitely have to go to bed, Fu Ran still wanted to redeem this relationship in the bottom of his heart.

Lin Yang was about to speak when a few people walked outside the hospital.

Lin Yang's mother ran in the front.

She ignored Fu Ran at all, and took Lin Yang's hand, "Xiao Yang, how did this Zhao Lu thing happen like this?"

The bride and groom’s relatives and friends fought at the wedding banquet. Two decent old men had never lost such a big face.

Lin Yang stopped his mother's shoulder and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, mom, this is my fault. I thought Zhao Lu was sensible at the time, so I was anxious to marry her and didn't look at her family's situation. Her brother used to It's a gangster..."

Mother Lin's expression changed: "That won't work, such a woman can't enter our door."

"I know, I will tell her clearly."

Mother Lin sighed: "I asked you to meet your Aunt Wang's daughter. You are so slow. You said that if you listen to me earlier... Hey, you can check it out next week. That girl likes you for a long time. Up."

Lin Yang's face stiffened, he glanced at Fu Ran, then nodded gently, "Okay."

Fu Ranshi smiled and shook his head.

After Lin's mother returned, Lin Yang turned and walked in front of Fu Ran.

Fu Ran got up from the chair, raised his hand and suddenly gave Lin Yang a loud slap in the face.

A clear slap print quickly appeared on Lin Yang's white right face.

Dazzling.

Fu Ran looked at Lin Yang coldly: "This is the first time I hit you, and it's the last time. Don't tell me to see you in the future, I will **** you once if I see you once."

Lin Yang reached out his hand and touched his face, his Adam's apple rolled.

When Jiang Yichen came back, Fu Ran turned around and was about to leave.

He caught a glimpse of the fingerprints on Lin Yang's face, "You..."

Fu Ran: "Let's go, one hour."

Jiang Yichen turned his head to look at Fu Ran who was leaving, and walked in front of Lin Yang, "Lin Yang, keep in touch."

After returning from the hospital, Fu Ran never mentioned Lin Yang again.

The whole person is reborn, eating and drinking, and the shadow of Fu Ran is indispensable on the mahjong table of Hu Peng and Gouyou.

He also made a video call to Jiang Yichen and asked him to help sell the house he and Lin Yang had bought.

Not long after Fu Ran bought the house, it was originally used as a wedding room for marriage. Jiang Yichen took Gu Qingrang to several times. The 200-square-meter house was decorated very well.

Gu Qing asked him to bluff with him when he went back after watching, and asked the decorator to come over and make their home follow Fu Ran's house.

Jiang Yichen sighed, "You just bought the house, so you are so anxious to sell it?"

"I feel sick when I think about that house. The disgusting Lao Tzu was going to spit out the food the year before. You can find a buyer for me and sell it at the right price."

He had a firm attitude, and Jiang Yichen couldn't persuade him anymore. Lin Yang was indeed cruel about this matter. The two of them had quarreled to this point, and it was a complete break.

Half a month later, Jiang Yichen found a buyer, and Fu Ran hurried over to sign the house transfer contract with the buyer without asking the price.

After signing the contract, Fu Ran screwed the cap on, "The furniture and electrical appliances in the house are all brand new. You can keep the other things if you can use them, and throw them away for me if you can't use them."

The buyer picked up a big bargain and was anxious: "No, brother, let me ask, this...this is not a murderous house, right?"

Fu Ran smiled, "Nothing, my wife ran away."

The opposite brother was full of sympathy: "Brother, you are so miserable."

Fu Ran snorted coldly, what's wrong, he has money and face, only he thinks, there are a lot of young and beautiful boys lining up on his bed.

Which one is not younger and better-tempered than that idiot?

Twelve years of feelings, he should feed the dog.

He wanted to see, after breaking up, which one he or Lin Yang regretted more uncomfortably.

Fu Ran suffocated his stomach, and invited a few friends out for dinner. He pushed a cup on the wine table and changed one, which disturbed the two or three big projects of Linyang Company.

On the other hand, Lin Yang has not had a good time these few days.

Fu Ran was secretly messing up with him, and the most important project in his hand was lagging behind.

Compared with Fu Ran, his contacts are much smaller, and when he finds a circle of people to help, the other party euphemistically expresses that he can't do anything.

Several managers stood in front of Lin Yang, with a bitter face: "Mr Lin, when can this project be approved? Any further delay, the company will have a big problem."

Lin Yang's face was pale, he stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "I know, you all go back first, I'll think of a solution."

After the managers left, Lin Yang took out his mobile phone and found Fu Ran's phone number.

He knew this number long ago.

He and Fu Ran dated at the age of eighteen in the third year of high school. After graduating from the third year of high school, he bought a mobile phone and his first number was the couple number.

He and Fu Ran’s mobile phone numbers differed only in the last word.

Lin Yang took a deep breath and pressed the call button.

The projects under his hands really can't be delayed any longer.

The phone rang twice, but it was not Fu Ran's voice, but a mechanical female voice: "Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number, please check before dialing..."

Lin Yang froze for a moment, and immediately reacted.

Fu Ran cancelled this mobile phone number.

This is a couple number that they have used for almost ten years.

Lin Yang was numb for a moment, and then a sharp pain in his heart.

He got up from his chair in a panic, grabbed his jacket and walked outside the office.

The assistant just came in with the coffee and ran into him head-on.

Seeing Lin Yang's face pale, he was a little surprised: "Mr Lin, are you going to go out? The afternoon meeting..."

"Cancel." Lin Yang entered the elevator without looking back.

Lin Yang drove back to his and Fu Ran's house.

He needs to talk to Fu Ran, whether private or official, he needs to see Fu Ran.

"Ding Dong──"

The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor.

Lin Yang was startled as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

In the not-wide corridor, there were all kinds of cartons and sundries filled with things. There was a box at his feet. On the top was a photo frame with a photo of him and Fu Ran.

Lin Yang stretched out his hand and slowly pinched the photo frame in his hand and looked at it.

─A man walked out of the house holding a paper box: "Hey, who are you?"

Lin Yang turned his head when he heard the sound, put down the things in his hand and walked over, "Who are you?"

"I'm the landlord."

"landlord?"

The landlord nodded: "Yes, I just bought this house."

Lin Yang blinked, and his heart sank cold.

It turned out that he even sold his house.

Seeing Lin Yang standing still, the landlord walked out: "Hey, are you a friend of the former homeowner? Then you can help me ask if he wants this thing? There are so many private things in it."

He picked up the photo frame smoothly, "He said his wife ran away with someone. Look at this photo, it looks like he and his wife... Fuck?"

The landlord stared at the photo.

Isn’t the wife in his picture the one standing in front of him?

The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing for a while, and the landlord just smiled dryly for a long time, "The brother, these things..."

Lin Yang took the photo frame out of his hand and said in a light tone: "I will let someone come and take it away."

Lin Yang left the apartment building with soft feet.

He got into the car with his head on the chair, breathing heavily.

He understands that what Fu Ran did today is reasonable and reasonable. The person who broke up first was him, and he was also the one who wanted to marry others. Fu Ran has the right to dispose of these old things and cut off everything with him.

But he still couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, and his heart was torn apart and it was painful.

Only now, he has no face to go back to Fu Ran for forgiveness.

The manager of the company called again, Lin Yang made a few perfunctory calls, buried his head on the steering wheel of the car, and drove the car to Fu Ran's company.

The reception at the front desk knew Lin Yang, but it was not as enthusiastic as before.

She looked at Lin Yang coldly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, we don't always see anyone without an appointment."

"Then please help me contact him."

The receptionist declined: "There is no appointment, it is not convenient for me to call Mr. Fu."

Lin Yang saw that she was deliberately making things difficult, and did not say anything, nodded: "Then I will wait for him here."

Reception: "Please, please."

Lin Yang found a seat at the door on the first floor and sat down to wait for Fu Ran.

The receptionist secretly called Fu Ran, "Mr. Fu, Mr. Lin Yang is looking for you."

Fifteen minutes later, Fu Ran came down.

He also brought a handsome boy in his early twenties.

Lin Yang watched Fu Ran and the little boy talking and laughing, frowned, and got up and walked over.

"Fu Ran."

Fu Ran's smile stopped, he stopped and stared at Lin Yang, "Isn't this Mr. Lin?"

Lin Yang clenched his fists: "Fu Ran, I have something to do with you."

Fu Ran: "If it's a private matter, you don't need to talk about it. I have broken up with you and there is nothing to talk about."

Lin Yang's palm was hot and painful, and his voice was calm: "It's a business."

Fu Ran raised his eyebrows: "Then what did you call me just now?"

Lin Yang was silent, then spoke softly: "Mr. Fu."

The little boy next to Fu Ran tugged Fu Ran's clothes: "Mr. Fu, the movie is about to begin."

Fu Ran smiled at Lin Yang: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, you see, I have an appointment today, let's get another day."

Lin Yang's chest went up and down twice, and he glanced at the boy's face twice, mocking himself: "I came to you only when I was confused." Before Fu Ran could reply, Lin Yang's eyes became fierce. stand up.

"Fu Ran, if you want to mess with me, just come, who is afraid of whom."

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Xiaoyang.

You can't beat Fu Ran.

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