The Actor Wants to Divorce

Although Jiang Yichen didn't really want to attend this embarrassing wedding, he had a lot of business dealings with Lin Yang, not to mention Fu Ran, he was a buddy who played mud under the tree when he was a kid. .

Now a pair of lovers broke up when they said they broke up, they said they got married with someone else, and they invited their ex-boyfriend to be their best man...

Jiang Yichen only found it ridiculous.

Although this wedding was absurd, it was a formal occasion after all, and the people who had to be dressed up were a bit dog-like.

Gu Qing let out a burgundy striped tie from the cabinet and threw it to Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen grabbed it in his hand and frowned, "I got it wrong, it's not mine."

"I didn't find your red one, where did you put it?" Gu Qing asked to lower his head to look through the drawer again.

Jiang Yichen seemed to think of something, and pressed his wrist, "It seems to be thrown away."

Gu Qing widened his eyes with heartache, and couldn't breathe, "Damn, that tie was bought for 3,000 yuan! You just threw it away? You're a prodigal thing, I definitely can't live with you!"

Jiang Yichen took Gu Qing into his arms, a slight smile hidden between his brows.

"What? You forgot, wasn't it on the bed last time... Was it dirty by you?"

Gu Qing let his mouth grow up, and finally remembered something.

It seems to be... there is such a thing...

Gu Qing let his face blush and coughed twice, and his stumbling tongue knotted: "Then you should tie it to me, buy it for 100 yuan, don't...don't give up on the price."

Jiang Yichen stuffed his tie into his palm.

"you help me."

"You can't fight by yourself?"

"Your tie, of course it is suitable for you to tie it for me,"

Gu Qing made his face black. What kind of rogue logic is this?

I'm a rogue with your grandfather Gu?

Boy, you have a lot of courage.

Gu Qing asked to put the cigarette between his fingers into his mouth and bit his butt, vaguely: "Okay, I'll help you..."

Gu Qing asked to unfold his tie, "Head down."

Jiang Yichen lowered his head obediently.

Gu Qing asked him to put a red tie around his neck.

Excessive force, the muscles of the forearm are tightened.

Gu Qing made the tie a double ten knot, dangling a cigarette, and pulled both hands fiercely up!

"what!"

Jiang Yichen's face turned pale, and he was almost strangled to death by Gu Qing.

Gu Qing made the smile straighten up, Jiang Yichen's eyes were red, and he pulled his tie away, unwillingly hooked Gu Qingrong's waist, and lifted him up.

Sigh softly and helplessly: "Have you had enough?"

Gu Qing asked to squeeze out the cigarette, throw it into the trash can behind him, entangled his hands and hooked his neck, "I want to say no, Lin Yang's wedding, will you stop going and play with me? ."

The temperate scent of nicotine blows on Jiang Yichen's face.

Jiang Yichen's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He hugged Gu Qing to walk to the bed, gritted his teeth and said, "I have no objection."

Gu Qing quit, he has always been a person who set fire to leave, and he didn't care about someone's lust.

"Stop making trouble, don't make trouble, hurry up, we won't be able to catch up with the good show if we are late."

Only then did Jiang Yichen let him go, put on his tie quickly, tidied up, and rushed to the hotel where Linyang had his wedding.

The wedding was not open to the media. The confidentiality work was done in advance. Those who came to attend were all big-faced people. Gu Qingrang was not afraid that his relationship with Jiang Yichen would be known to others. The banquet hall.

With laughter and laughter, the wedding photos of the brides Zhao Lu and Lin Yang were placed at the entrance, the size of a whole wall, it looked particularly shocking visually.

In the wedding photo, Lin Yang stood sideways in a neat custom-made suit, bowing his head and staring at Zhao Lu.

Gu Qing asked to drag Jiang Yichen's clothes.

Jiang Yichen immediately turned his head and looked over: "What's the matter?"

"The wedding photos are too ugly."

Jiang Yichen glanced, then turned his gaze back; "Good-looking men and beautiful women, where's ugly?

"The look in the eyes is the look in the eyes." Gu Qing snorted, "You didn't notice the two of them. One has no feelings in the cold eyes, and the other is too fanatical, just like..."

"What does it look like?"

"It seems that Lin Yang is a big piece of gold!"

Jiang Yichen smiled: "From the perspective of his net worth, such a description is not excessive."

Gu Qing made it really uncomfortable, Du Xi said, "We two can't shoot like this in the future. You see, my eyes should be sweet, sweet dripping oil, do you know?"

Jiang Yichen bent down and breathed in his ear, "Isn't it naive?"

When Gu Qing wanted to reply, Lin Yang walked in from the door in a suit.

There is a rose pinned to his chest.

"One hour, Agen, you are here,"

Jiang Yichen nodded lightly.

Lin Yang's complexion was not very good, and his expression was a bit tired: "Then you go in and sit first, and I have to go to entertain the guests."

Gu Qingrang: "You are busy with you, don't worry about us."

Lin Yang nodded.

At this moment, a person came from behind Lin Yang, "Xiao Yang."

Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to look over.

Fu Ran was actually dressed as a best man.

He actually came to be the best man for Lin Yang!

Compared with Lin Yang, whose face was not so good, Fu Ran was full of energy today and his face was full of red light.

If it hadn't been for the relationship between these two people, the outsider would have seen it and thought that Fu Ran was just a brother who was happy to marry a good friend.

Lin Yang was visibly stunned when seeing Fu Ran, then said lightly: "What's the matter?"

"The guests at table 17 said that there are no cigarettes. There are more children at the 24 table. Put a few more bottles of drinks. Wine is not needed."

"Oh." Lin Yang nodded: "Everything is in the rest room of the hotel, I will take you there."

"No." Fu Ran waved his hand and smiled brightly: "You are the groom's official, Zhao Lu's relatives and friends have to accompany you, and I can go by myself."

Fu Ran raised an eyebrow against Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen: "See you later, Yichen."

Both Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen were silent.

Fu Ran walked away.

Lin Yang stared at him for a long time before being called away by a bridesmaid: "Lin Yang, Lulu is looking for you."

Lin Yang nodded to Jiang Yichen and Gu Qingrang, "Then I'll be out of company first."

Fu Ran and Lin Yang both left, and Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen in a gossip: "Hey, do you think Fu Ran would rob the marriage on the spot?"

In fact, the wedding ceremony went quite smoothly.

There was no robbing of the marriage or fu Ran hysteria. The bride and groom held hands in applause, walked across the red carpet, exchanged rings, and the wedding ceremony was successfully completed.

Fu Ran tonight is a qualified best man.

He carefully entertained every guest for Lin Yang, and Lin Yang and Zhao Lu handed out wedding rings to maintain the order of the wedding scene. He also came to the stage to praise Lin Yang as Lin Yang's "friend for many years".

What a sense of responsibility, cleverness, family care, gentleness...

Finally, I wish Lin Yang and Zhao Lu have a good relationship for a hundred years, and give birth to a son early, so that he can become a godfather one day sooner.

After the ceremony, Lin Yang and Zhao Lu started a toast.

Gu Qingrang looked at the noisy wedding banquet, feeling like a dream.

He couldn't believe it, so it was over.

Lin Yang really married Zhao Lu.

And Fu Ran actually didn't do anything.

Gu Qing made his heart full of disappointment.

"Jiang Yichen, what do you think Fu Ran is feeling now?"

In what mood did he look at the person he loved so much, and said "I do" to another woman, "Why didn't he go to grab the marriage?"

Jiang Yichen took a sip of the red wine in the glass, "How to grab it? With so many guests here today, he can't make Lin Yang ashamed."

While talking, Lin Yang and Zhao Lu had already come to their table.

Zhao Lu's eyebrows crooked, "Mr. Jiang, thank you for coming to my wedding with Lin Yang."

Gu Qingrang said unhappily: "Congratulations."

Lin Yang didn't speak, so he raised his head to drink.

─Fu Ran gently pressed his cup with one hand, and Lin Yang stared at him blankly.

Fu Ran laughed, his voice still jokingly and consistently: "Lin Yang, stop drinking, tonight on the wedding night, the spring night is a big day worth a thousand dollars, how good is it to be drunk?"

The corners of Lin Yang's mouth stiffened slightly.

Fu Ran took the wine glass and did it for him.

Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen also drank together.

Lin Yang and his group went to the next table to toast.

Gu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to pat on the shoulder: "I'm going back first."

He is too lazy to watch the next scene here.

Jiang Yichen nodded: "I will ask the driver to pick you up."

He had to stay and take responsibility for taking Fu Ran away.

Later, it was a great regret for Gu Qing to not stay until the end of the wedding that night.

It is said that I don't know why, Lin Yang was injured during the wedding, Fu Ran fought with the National People's Congress at the scene, and both of them entered the hospital.

Someone saw Fu Ran and Lin Yang in the hospital, making noisy friendships. In the end, Fu Ran slapped Lin Yang severely and walked away.

Even Jiang Yichen was in the process of persuading him, his arm was cut by the fragments of the wine glass, but luckily it was not very deep.

Gu Qing let Jiang Yichen sit on the bed and put red potion on Jiang Yichen, and asked, "Who did Fu Ran fight with?"

"The woman's relatives."

Gu Qing shook his hand and was shocked: "He really grabbed the marriage? Or did he tell Zhao Lu about the ten years he had slept in Lin Yang?"

Jiang Yichen frowned, pressing on Gu Qingrang's hand, sweating painfully: "Take it lightly."

Gu Qing lowered his head to blow to Jiang Yichen.

Cover the wound with Band-Aid, and lie down on Jiang Yichen's leg carelessly.

Jiang Yichen looked down at him and said, "I don't know very well either. You know, my ears can’t hear. At that time, I was still looking at the phone. When I found out, the scene was already in chaos, Lin Yang. With blood on his shoulders, Fu Ran and Zhao Lu were fighting with his two brothers. Zhao Lu and his brother still had a knife in his hand... I went up and separated them."

Gu Qing changed his face, "Are you going to die?"

"You can't watch Fu Ran suffer."

"and after?"

"Fu Ran didn't say. He slapped Lin Yang in the hospital and ran away. I haven't been in contact with him until now. That person Lin Yang... is just a dull gourd with a hard heart."

Gu Qing blinked his eyes and suddenly sat up, "Hey, then their marriage is closed or not?"

Jiang Yichen shook his head: "Who knows."

Gu Qingrang still wanted to ask, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Gu Qing asked to take it out and put it to his ear, his face instantly changed.

After hanging up the phone, I have to run under the bed.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yichen held him.

Gu Qing made her voice tremble: "Feng Jin was sick on the crew and was filmed by the reporter... Damn, what a mess today! Will Lin Yang choose to marry today if he is ill?"

While Gu Qingrang rushed to the Fengjin crew, a ten-second video on Weibo was already maxed out.

In the video, Feng Jin held a knife in both hands and sat on his knees in the center of the crew. His eyes were full of fear, and his body trembled, crying and shouting.

The director and the staff were in a mess.

[Feng Jin what's wrong? 】

[God, it's terrible... It looks like I'm not quite normal...]

[Take a knife... Does this really hurt people? 】

[Don't run out of mental illness! Kill people! 】

[The actor is under so much pressure, Feng Jin hasn’t rested for many days! 】

[That's also Gu Qing's responsibility to let the studio, right? The artists underneath are not given holidays? 】

[Gu Qingrang is a fan of money, I wish he could make money for him all year round. The last one on Weibo was a mental disorder. Gu Qing made the studio work hard.

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