The Actor Wants to Divorce

Jiang Yichen coldly swept through these reporters, walked in front of Gu Qingrang with long legs, and said openly, "Didn't you let you wait for me at home? Why did you come here by yourself?"

Gu Qingrang: "..."

Who are you? What is it close to? I moved out of your house, okay?

Jiang Yichen handed his arm over.

Gu Qing let his formulaic smile remain motionless.

"Not holding it? I really want the reporter's saliva to drown you, right?"

Gu Qingrang looked at that beautiful thin arm, as if seeing a trap and beckoning to him.

Now the entire entertainment industry thinks that he and Jiang Yichen are divorced. If he took the man’s hand in front of so many reporters, he might be scolded by someone as "dog man man" tomorrow, then he would be really serious. You can pack your baggage and go back to farming.

"Sorry, I'll be anxious, see you later."

Gu Qing let the light slip away in the stunned eyes of everyone.

The reporter who recovered his mind focused the artillery on Jiang Yichen, but it is a pity that President Jiang, who was stunned by Gu Qing, has no good temper. The reporter who talked in a few words was very embarrassed, and the host came out to complete the scene. Just give up.

After the awards ceremony, there was a small thank-you party. Gu Qing asked me to pick up some delicious food and brought some back to Xiaomi by the way. As soon as I sat down here, a man of the same age came over with a wine glass. .

"Qingrang, are you really divorced with Jiang Yichen?"

Looking at the tone and posture of someone who must have a good relationship with him, Gu Qing made a vague "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and lowered his head to eat the cake.

"You eat less, you are fattened into a ball."

Have a melon with you?

"Jiang Yichen is so rich, why are you willing to divorce him?"

Gu Qing made his heart feel a little uncomfortable suddenly.

Yes, the duck with a net worth of more than 100 million flies, can he feel uncomfortable?

He is uncomfortable, okay?

But there is no way to feel uncomfortable, people don't want him anymore.

He has Shen Zhiyan.

What did he make to Gu Qing?

Gu Qing didn't even have the mood of eating cake, and he would drink the wine from the side.

Before the cup touched the corner of his lips, one hand suddenly pressed the mouth of the cup.

He turned his head to see that it was Jiang Yichen.

The man twisted his eyebrows slightly with a complicated expression.

"Change the orange juice and don't drink alcohol."

Gu Qing made it hot in an instant, and he couldn't control people **** and fart!

Jiang Yichen's hand stretched out was too long.

"I want to drink, you let me go."

"Gu Qingrang, are you mentally disabled?"

"Yeah, it's not the cute little who obeyed you before. I don't think it's a disability. It's a broken body." Gu Qing sneered, "Quickly let go. There is still trouble. Mr. Jiang stays away from me. According to the media, I can’t explain clearly what we are doing."

He cracked and talked a lot, and Jiang Yichen finally moved his lips.

"No alcohol."

Damn, Jiang Yichen won't be a perfect repeater, right?

"I just drank it. What's upsetting you? Is it your wine?"

The blue veins on Jiang Yichen's forehead jumped wildly.

"Gu Qingrang, don't regret it."

As he said, he let go of his hand.

Gu Qing made a sneer, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

After drinking, I laughed with the man next to me, "This wine is not bad, the taste is mellow, I will also get two bottles back in the future..."

"Boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingrang rolled his eyes and slumped directly on the table.

The man was startled and shook his shoulder, "Gu Qingrang? Gu Qingrang?"

Jiang Yichen stood aside, "I knew it" on his face, and walked directly to Gu Qingrang, calling him impatiently, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way."

"Mr. Jiang, what happened to Qing Rang?"

"What's going on with a cup?" Jiang Yichen hugged the person softly in his arms, looked at Gu Qing's flushed face, gritted his teeth angrily, "Gu Qingrang, your Tema is really too much to clean up. "