The Actor Wants to Divorce

The fat-headed man was splashed with a little drink, and at this moment he got up angrily and wiped his clothes, blowing his nose and staring angrily.

"Things you can't see! What a slut!"

Gu Qing squeezed his palm, bit his lip, and made a "buzzing" in his mind.

He wanted to jump up and hammer the stupid dog's head.

But he can't afford to offend this person, who makes the family rich.

It’s great to have money.

Calm, Gu Qingrang.

Murder is against the law.

Murder is against the law.

As the host of today's dinner, Bian Ji'an didn't mean to come to complete the game at all.

He even grabbed the melon seeds in the fruit plate, staring at the big gossip eyes, with an expression of "I want to watch a good show".

He touched Jiang Yichen next to him with his shoulder, happily: "Hey, Jiang Gou, you said that these two people will fight later, who is better? I'm more optimistic about Gu Qingrang, and Lao Yang is fatter. Meat, influence play hahaha..."

─Doo's cold and sharp eyes directly flung Bian Ji'an's face.

Jiang Yichen's blood-red eyes contained a chill and danger that refreshed the human bones.

Poke straight on Bian Ji'an's heart.

─In an instant, four words flashed across Bian Ji'an's head

he! want! cool! Up!

You can't joke about someone else's wife.

When Jiang Yichen saw Luxieyou...Bah, he saw Luxieyou's bastard.

Bian Ji'an opened his mouth dryly and couldn't laugh anymore.

He turned serious under Jiang Yichen's dangerous "Try to smile again" gaze, and silently put down the melon seeds in his paws, and sat down tightly: "Lao Yang, what are you doing? I just returned home, don't sweep everyone. Dexing, give me a face, sit down quickly."

The fat-headed man looked at Jiang Yichen with an unkind expression: "Mr. Jiang, your ex-wife is too unruly, right? Look at my clothes like this!"

Jiang Yichen licked his lips and smiled: "Why does Mr. Yang bother with him? He has always been unruly. If he understands the rules, he can still become an ex-wife?"

Jiang Yichen's words were pleasant, but Bian Ji'an was alarmed.

He felt like there was a big block of ice beside him, and his teeth trembled when it was cold.

This old Yang

80% is going to be cold.

Bian Ji'an silently painted a cross for the fat man in his heart.

It's a pity that the fat-headed man didn't notice the abnormality on the dining table, and his mouth was still cursing.

After Gu Qing asked Cong Jiang Yichen to speak, he didn't say anything, and his lush white fingers were all red by him.

He regretted it.

Why did he come here to make fun of such a group of rich second generations for money, he is a big fool.

The fat-headed man sat down next to Gu Qing again, "For the sake of President Jiang and Shao Bian, forget it."

Bian Ji'an: Brother, I beg you to stop talking about success...

"Come on, King Gu, drink this glass of wine, and I will assume that nothing has happened."

The fat-headed man squeezed another glass of wine and gave it to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing shrank subconsciously and laughed, "Why is it difficult for Mr. Yang to be strong."

"I like it! Don't talk nonsense, make me drink! Don't make your face shameless."

The fat-headed man pinched Gu Qingrang's chin, opened Gu Qingrang's mouth forcibly, and poured the wine in a little bit.

The pungent liquid glided across his throat, like a knife cut, burning the fragile throat, and Gu Qingrang desperately "coughed" almost instantly.

stand up.

─Shuangqingli and clear eyes are full of scarlet redness.

"Mr. Jiang, your ex-wife is really boring. No wonder you are tired of playing."

The fat man tossed the glass aside.

Jiang Yichen's pupils are faint, he looks at Gu Qingrang and frowns: "Things that are embarrassing, don't you get out of here."

Gu Qing made his head dizzy. Hearing this, he stood up on the table and ran outside. As soon as he ran to the door, Gu Qing made his feet soft, "He fell on the door rail with a thump, knees pain.

He was dumbfounded, only to hear the chuckle behind him, and the fat-headed man's sentence, "That's nothing more than a dignified celebrity."

Gu Qing made his nose sore and his eyes were wet. He got up from the ground with his hands and feet together, turned his head and ran.

After Gu Qing let him go, Jiang Yichen immediately followed and got up, "I still have something to do, goodbye, and I will be the one in the future. I"

Gu Qing stumbled into the toilet.

Holding on to the sink, he kept retching, trying to spit out the wine that had been poured into his stomach.

His head was so heavy that his brain couldn't allow a trace of reason to remain, Gu Qing frowned, hesitated, and put his hand into his throat.

"Wow──"

The wine mixed with stomach acid, Gu Qing's vomiting made his eyes black and his whole body soft.

"Why, pregnant?"

The joking voice suddenly sounded from the bathroom door.

Gu Qingrang was holding on to the sink, with a layer of water vapor in front of him, and went to see Jiang Yichen wet, angered to the sky: "Have your mother!"

Although the wine was spit out, Gu Qing made his mind still heavy, and he couldn't stand still.

"My mother can't be pregnant, but you can think about it for my son."

Jiang Yichen walked to Gu Qingrang, grabbed his arm, and put it on his neck, "I will send you back."

"Get out! Don't touch me! You are a man! I am embarrassed by you, right? Disgust me ashamed, don't come to me!"

Gu Qingren pushed Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen stood straight, frowning, "You are drunk, I will send you back, so you can sleep well."

Gu Qing made it uncomfortable: "I said, don't touch me. I am angry when I see you."

He moved around and almost fell to the floor several times. Jiang Yichen hugged Gu Qingrang’s waist with one hand and squeezed Gu Qingrang’s chin with the other hand. He broke his head and went to see. His red eyes.

"Are you angry? Why are you angry? I forced you to come to today's dinner?"

Gu Qing was not convinced: "What if I didn't force it? Don't let me get angry yet?"

"Oh, you don't know what you do to find celebrities for this kind of dinner? Don't you drink and talk to you about your ideals in life?" Jiang Yichen's fingers increased, "Gu Qingrang, today's humiliation is yours. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be able to get out now, when you were drunk, you didn’t know anything, and you were taken advantage of. Who would you look for crying? The photos are on the Internet, and who else will wipe it for you Butt? You are too embarrassed to get angry at me? I'm so angry, who am I looking for to lose my temper?

Gu Qing let the white and black light shine in front of him, but his eyes were red, and he patted the back of Jiang Yichen's hand, "Let go."

Jiang Yichen squeezed his chin motionlessly.

Gu Qing made her voice dumb, and her furry head lowered, pitifully: "Let go, I hurt..."

Jiang Yichen sighed in his heart, let go of his hand, and rubbed Gu Qing's soft hair, coaxing him and saying, "Don't come here in the future.

I'm so stupid, I don't even know if I was deceived. "

Gu Qing made her voice low, "Only you can lie to me."

"I'm doing it for your own good." Jiang Yichen's eyes were a little lonely: "Everything I do is for your good."

Gu Qing asked him to look at him with his head tilted, his eyes full of drunkenness.

Jiang Yichen took two steps forward, pulled up the hat of Gu Qing's sweater, and turned the hood out of his pocket, and put it on for Gu Qing's.

Then he hugged Gu Qing, who was soft all over, as if he was holding a child.

Gu Qing moved uncomfortably.

Jiang Yichen frowned, "Be honest, if I get photographed by reporters again, I will really have to go for plastic surgery."

Jiang Yichen walked out of the bathroom holding Gu Qingrang, just in time to meet Bian Ji'an who came to him.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yichen explained lightly: "He is drunk, I want to take him back first."

Bian Ji'an nodded: "Then be careful on the way."

Jiang Yichen said "Yeah" and then said: "Tomorrow, I will make an appointment with Mr. Yang alone, saying that I have something to look for him."

Jiang Yichen got into the car with Gu Qingrang in his arms before pulling down Gu Qingrang's mask: "Where have you moved now?"

Gu Qing was confused: "I won't tell you."

"That's what you said."

Jiang Yichen told the driver, "Go back to Qinghe Apartment."

Qinghe Apartment.

Jiang Yichen hugged Gu Qingrang to the bedroom, put him on the bed gently, and went to the bathroom to wash Gu Qingrang with warm water.

Gu Qing was so drunk that he couldn't sleep, and he groaned for a long time.

Jiang Yichen thought that Gu Qingran hardly ate anything tonight, leaned against his ear, and asked him gently: "What do you want to eat? Can you cook some honey water?" Gu Qingran opened his eyes and used I tried my best to say: "I don't eat or drink, I want money!"

Jiang Yichen: "..."

"What do you want money for?"

"I want to terminate the contract with Huaxing... They squeeze me, I want to come out and do it alone, I want a lot of money..."

Jiang Yichen understood, "That's why I went to dinner tonight? If you say you are stupid, if you have any comments, you won't ask me?"

Gu Qingrang shook his head: "I don't want Jiang Yichen's stinky money! No dignity! Even if I die, I will never ask for his money again!"

Jiang Yichen blankly touched a black card from his pocket and handed it over: "Twenty million, no?"

Gu Qing made a "wow" and immediately grabbed the past, clenched tightly, and nodded: "Yes!"

Jiang Yichen touched the ends of Gu Qing's moistened neck, and gently rubbed his delicate skin with his fingertips, as if silently soothing, his eyes were not soft, "Then drink the honey water obediently." , Sleep better."

Jiang Yichen went to the kitchen to boil the honey water, fed Gu Qing to drink it, and Gu Qing made it much more honest after drinking. He hugged the black card tightly, curled up into a ball, and fell asleep like a child.

When he fell asleep, Jiang Yichen also went to the bathroom to take a shower, and then tiptoed to bed, hugging Gu Qingrang from behind.

In the middle of the night, he was suddenly awakened by the movement in his arms, opened his eyes, and saw Gu Qingrang frowning and lips trembling.

By the moonlight outside the window, he faintly distinguished Gu Qingrang's lips.

"Ayu...Ayu... Let's go boating..."

"Ayu, I will take you to boating in the afternoon, I have something to ask you..."

Jiang Yichen's heart was clenched, and his cool fingers gently touched Gu Qing's soft lips, and slowly opened his mouth: "One by one.