The Actor Wants to Divorce

"Persuade him not to play outside all day long. I think this Xiaohang is quite nice, smart, sweet-mouthed, and very polite."

The butler lowered his voice and murmured: "The most rare thing is that this Xiao Hang doesn't like vanity at all, and he didn't come for the young master's money."

Feng Jin's heart tightened instantly.

As if there was an invisible slap in the face, it was slammed on his face fiercely, his cheeks burning hot.

The butler didn’t notice Feng Jin’s abnormality, and he still praised that Xiaohang: "You haven’t seen those boys before. Once you learn the identity of the young master, you can’t wait to strip yourself naked and send you to the young master’s bed, pestering the young master every day. Buy this and buy that, young, with a prostitute face."

"It’s better for Xiao Hang. Don’t pretend. If you don’t have money, please invite the young master to a small roadside restaurant to eat. Don’t tell me, the young master actually went there. He usually eats well at home. The picky eaters are not good. To make the child happy. Go to a small restaurant on the side of the road and eat a bowl of fried rice noodles for ten yuan. Our young master also hurts others."

Feng Jin lowered his head and bit his lip silently.

"Mr. Feng thinks Xiao Hang is good too, right?"

Feng Jin said faintly, "Very good, Lin Yan likes people who don't care about money."

He is not.

He once spent tens of thousands of dollars, sorry for Lin Yan.

How can he compare with Xiao Hang?

He wanted to wait for Lin Yan to retaliate enough, his anger was over, and he was not in the mood for him. He could raise his precious hand and let him go. Feng Jin drank a small bowl of porridge silently and heard someone walking from the stairs. The movement down.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Hang carrying a black backpack, leading walking in front, bounced around, very lively, and coquettishly like the people behind him said: "I really have to take an exam next week, otherwise I will definitely stay. Be with you, I have already opted out of an English course. If I quit a course in high school, I won’t be able to graduate!"

Lin Yan followed behind Xiao Hang, smiling, "Well, don't you bother with your review? I asked the kitchen to make your favorite chicken soup, you remember to take it away, and drink some when you are tired from reading at night."

"Got it."

Lin Yan chased Xiao Hang all the way down the stairs. The butler had already handed over the chicken soup, Lin Yan picked it up personally, and put Xiao Hang in his backpack gently and patiently.

Intimately exhorts: "I have to drink all of it, have you heard?"

"You're so long-winded."

Xiao Hang pushed Lin Yan away and was about to run.

"Come back." Lin Yan gently and sternly pulled the person back, circled him in his arms, and tied his scarf a little bit. "It's cold outside. I'll let the driver see you off."

"Don't you think it's high-profile enough? Let me go, my roommate should laugh at me again."

Xiao Hang looked disgusted and resisted.

"Let them know that you are mine, won't you?"

"shameless."

Xiao Hang smiled and pushed Lin Yan away, then turned his head and slipped away.

Lin Yan sighed: "How old are you, and you're still panicked! What can I do if I fall down?"

The butler laughed aside: "Don't worry, Master, Master Xiao Hang is not a kid anymore, he will take care of himself."

Feng Jin collected all this in his eyes, and then silently retracted his gaze and put down the spoon, only to realize that his palm was broken by himself.

He didn't even notice the pain.

He shook his head, picked up the bowl, and poured all the remaining hot porridge into his mouth.

Then got up, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

As soon as he got up from the chair, Lin Yan's voice stopped him from behind: "Feng Jin, go to my study, I have something to look for you."

Feng Jin's body suddenly froze.

Five minutes later, Feng Jin stood in the bright study, watching Lin Yan sitting on the sofa and reading the magazine.

"How do you feel when you see me and Xiao Hang together?"

Feng Jin's heart beats wildly, every time it beats, it feels like the limbs and hundreds of skeletons are drawn to the nerves, and it hurts.

He clenched his fingers, his lungs were about to be penetrated, and his voice was hoarse: "How do I feel, don't you know the best? As you wish, I feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable."

Lin Yan nodded, put down his book, knocked on the floor with his leather shoes, and raised his chin: "Come here."

Feng Jin stiffened and walked in front of Lin Yan.

Lin Yan kicked his knee fiercely, and Feng Jin let out a quick scream, "puff one by one" and knelt heavily between Lin Yan's legs.

Before he could adjust to the severe knee pain, Lin Yan pinched his chin and raised his face.

"Xiao Jin, you know, I used to spoil you like this, no, I spoil you more than Xiao Hang, the chicken soup you drank at that time was still me

Cooked by hand. "

Feng Jin's eyes were dull. Three seconds later, he focused, his voice was hoarse, and he replied in a very low, low voice: "Yes, I understand, I remember everything."

"Then do you regret it? Xiao Jin, for the tens of thousands of dollars, betray me, betray our feelings with that ugly and old greasy man, do you regret doing such a disgusting thing? Knowing that I am not A poor boy, but a wealthy second-generation rich, do you regret it?"

Feng Jin smiled bitterly, "If I say regret, will you let me go?"

Lin Yan curled her lips, revealing the tips of her teeth, "Of course not."

"Then what does this question mean to you?"

Lin Yan was silent.

Feng Jin lowered his eyes, enduring the depression and suffocation of his heart: "Xiao Hang is a good boy, you have to treat him well."

"if not?"

Lin Yan smiled.

Grabbing Feng Jin's hair and staring at him coldly, "Feng Jin, you wouldn't think that I was with Xiao Hang to deliberately **** you off and retaliate against you?"

Feng Jin's face became paler.

Lin Yan smiled and shook his head: "Who would be so boring? Xiao Jin, Xiao Hang and I are serious. He is about to graduate in half a year. When he graduates, I will marry him. I like Xiao Hang now. Hang out."

Feng Jin’s scalp was hot, as if it was about to burn, but he stared at Lin Yan in a daze, "Then, after you marry him, can you let me go? I promise to stay away from you and not disgust you. ?"

Lin Yan clenched his hands tighter.

"What are you going to do without me?"

"Go to school. I want to go to school just like Xiao Hang."

Lin Yan sneered: "You deserve it too? Don't dirty the school."

Feng Jin's painful eye sockets were red, his nails embedded in the flesh of his palm, and he snorted.

"I thought you would go out to make money just like before, begging me to kill you. Feng Jin, you are nothing but that."

Feng Jin bit his lip, the tips of his teeth were bleeding, and he trembled: "I will not destroy you and Xiao Hang."

"That's so high-ranking." Lin Yan "haha" laughed: "I'm going to be fooled by you, and I almost forget that you are a maid who cheated for money."

Feng Jin's fist suddenly clenched.

Lin Yan let go and watched Feng Jindi sitting on the floor, and said, "Go back, take the medicine before going to bed at night..."

"I don't want to eat." Feng Jin got up: "I'm really not sick. You will find a doctor to come and know that I didn't lie to you, Lin Yan, I'm really well...

"I can't help you." Lin Yan called the butler over and let him supervise Feng Jin to take medicine.

Two or three hours later, the housekeeper came to Lin Yan with a sad face: "Mr. Feng, he just refuses to eat."

"Don't you know how to hold his chin and pour it down?"

Lin Yan was impatient.

The butler immediately took someone to follow suit.

Fifteen minutes later, the butler and five or six servants came to deal with each other.

"Master, this gentleman... he... he... knows how to do it?"

Lin Yan nodded blankly.

The housekeeper is about to cry: "Why don't you tell us in advance...This medicine is forcing him to take it, but next time I will die for the second time.

Lin Yan pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and drove people away to rest.

Gu Qingrang arrived at Changze Cafe at nine o'clock in the evening.

There are not many people in the cafe, and there are three to five people sitting scattered.

Shen Zhiyan asked him to meet here tonight.

It is not the first time that he and Shen Zhiyan have seen each other, but they have never been so nervous before.

What is he going to say?

He had nothing to say at all, he had no memory, he didn't know what happened when Shen Zhiyu died.

He can't defend himself, all the evidence points to him.

Gu Qing kept shaking his legs under the table, making a stroke of counseling.

Before Shen Zhiyan came, Gu Qing asked the clerk in the store for a cocktail.

He had thought about it a long time ago, when things were not right, but Shen Zhiyan, he took a cocktail and got himself drunk.

Gu Qing let a person sit in the corner and waited for about forty minutes before Shen Zhiyan was wrapped tightly, and it was long overdue.

He wore a mask and hat, only showing his familiar eyes.

First, he nodded to Gu Qingrang and said "Wait for a long time" before sitting down opposite Gu Qingrang.

"I have something to say straight, Gu Qingrang. I promised Jiang Yichen that I will not disclose the contents of this diary." Shen Zhiyan shrugged, "Before I was exposed to my brother's affairs, I was already caught by Jiang Yichen. The retaliation is terrible, so don't worry about this diary, I won't make it public."

Gu Qingrang didn't believe that the world would fall into the pie, let alone the poisonous big pie like Shen Zhiyan.

"What about your request?"

Shen Zhiyan took off his mask and smiled twice: "Leave the entertainment circle and never come back again."

Gu Qingrang's brows wrung in an instant.

Shen Zhiyan sneered, "Gu Qingrang, my request is not excessive. Once the content of this diary is published, you just want to stay in the entertainment circle, there is nothing you can do. I think Jiang Yichen's face will be saved for you. Personally, the beauty of beauty is better than you can be a rat crossing the street."

"As long as you announce the retreat, I promise that this diary will never be seen by the fourth person. You can weigh it yourself. You kill my brother and live in confession for the rest of your life."

Shen Zhiyan didn't seem to plan to talk nonsense with Gu Qingrang, he got up and left after saying such a long time.

Gu Qing frowned, and suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute.