The Actor Wants to Divorce

Mother Lin frowned: "Oh, Ji An, what are you doing? You kid, really..."

Ji An begged: "I understand what you say, auntie, I need a chance. I will handle Yingqi's affairs, and I will definitely break it off with him."

Mother Lin sighed, "Didn't I say everything? Ji'an, you are too weak. I'm afraid you and Ying Qi won't be cut off so easily..."

"I promise." Ji An breathed quickly: "I'm serious, Auntie, as long as you give me a chance, I promise that I will deal with myself and Yingqi well. If that happens, you will still be dissatisfied, or really Like what you said, I... didn't handle it properly. I won't have to say anything when the time comes. I just want you to have a chance..."

No matter how Lin's mother helped him, Ji An just didn't want to get up.

Mother Lin was silent for a long time, then sighed deeply, "Jian, if you insist on doing this, then you shouldn't dislike the aunt who speaks badly."

Ji An's face turned pale: "...Auntie, you said."

He knew that the one who should come will always come.

Mother Lin’s voice was gentle: "Jian, actually my son... I can’t say that he is a good person, but he can be regarded as a successful career. You know, he has always had better choices. Over the years, I want to Everyone with my son is better than you."

Ji An bit his lower lip lightly.

"But he chose to be with you. I remember that that day he called me and him to the study very seriously, and then told us that he liked someone... I have never seen him treat me so seriously. Speaking, my dad and I thought, as long as he likes it, we will respect him."

"Jian, you know that Auntie has never disliked your background, your education, your past, but the matter between you and Ying Qi... is the bottom line. As a mother, I respect my son, but I hope he can have a down-to-earth home in the future and live a stable life with his partner."

She said a lot in one breath, and then asked another question: "Jian, you know what happened with Ying Qi. If you really like my son, you might as well let him go."

Ji An's face suddenly paled.

After all, she still hoped that she...separated from Lin Zhaozhi.

Ji An has no way to refute Mother Lin. Every word of her is so reasonable. There is no hysterical letting herself go, no disgust of being a slut, and Ji An can't argue for herself at all.

His throat seemed to be blocked with cotton, and his nose was sour.

Mother Lin bent down, trying to help him up: "Jian, let's go back."

Ji An knelt on the spot motionless, and after a long time, he smiled hardly: "Auntie, whether you say I am selfish or shameless, I want to hear your consent today. Just nod your head. I will take care of the rest."

"Don't help, I won't get up."

Mother Lin frowned: "You kid... OK, anyway, I've already said what I should say. If you insist on doing this, I won't force you."

After she finished speaking, she turned and went back to the house.

The door was closed with a "bang".

In the afternoon, Father Fu came back.

He caught a glimpse of Ji An at the door, his face was a bit chilly, and then he raised his foot into the house without saying a word.

Ji An just knelt at the door of Lin's house all night.

Early the next morning, after getting up, Lin's mother asked the Filipino maid if Ji An was still there.

The Filipino maid said that he didn't move a bit all night.

Mother Lin was silent for a long time after listening.

During breakfast, Dad Fu knew it too. He took a bite of the bread and frowned and said, "Why don't you forget him? Our son has identified him. You and his follower have gotten into trouble."

Mother Lin is not happy: "Is it because I want to mix things up? I'm not worried about our son yet. Anyway, I don't believe that Ji An can handle Yingqi's affairs."

Father Fu looked helpless: "I think people and children are very sincere. Didn't he say everything? He came here for an agreement. If he really doesn't handle it well, then he can divide it again."

Mother Lin didn't say anything, she took a sip of milk and her complexion was not so good.

Fu's father said quietly: "I called Zhaozhi last night. He didn't know that Ji An came to beg us. If he knew that Ji An had knelt at the door all night, he would be very distressed."

Mother Lin was white, like Father Fu: "You know."

Father Fu: "That is, which of our Lin family doesn't spoil his wife to death."

Mother Lin rubbed her eyebrows and was silent for a long time before she said: "Okay, let me ask him to come in.

The weather outside these days is terribly hot, and the sun is already very venomous at around ten o'clock in the morning. Don't get sick.

Mother Lin got up to open the door.

Ji An originally bowed his head, heard the door opening, suddenly raised his head and knelt straight.

"Auntie, good morning... well, good... goodmorining?"

Mother Lin was amused by him: "You, you, hurry up."

Ji An was stunned. He looked at the smile on Ms Lin's face and his head was clouded: "Auntie, I don't understand..."

"Don't you want an agreement? Your uncle and I gave it to you."

Ji An's eyes lit up suddenly.

"Fuck... Auntie, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he was swearing, and he was so busy covering his mouth.

Mother Lin sighed lightly, "However, this is the last time. There is still Ying Qi's affairs. I hope you will do what you say, and you will be clean with him."

"I will!"

Mother Lin bent over, "Okay, get up, we are having breakfast, come in and have some."

Ji An knelt all night, his knees were sore and sore, and when he stood up, he almost fell to his knees.

Mother Lin frowned: "I'll find an ice pack for you to put on..."

"No need, no need."

Ji An shook his head repeatedly. He grabbed the small suitcase beside him and scratched his head: "Auntie, I...I'll go back first, and I will deal with Yingqi's affairs when I go back..."

Mother Lin was worried: "Come in first and have something to eat."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry, Auntie, I'm leaving."

He bowed to Mama Lin, then turned and limped away.

He booked the nearest flight and flew directly back to the country.

After the plane landed, he went to the hotel to find Lin Zhaozhi.

As soon as he opened the door, Ji An plunged directly into his arms and sniffed fiercely.

Lin Zhaozhi was taken aback: "What's wrong, this is..."

Ji An's voice is hoarse: "It's nothing, I just want to hug you."

"Are you done?"

"Ok."

Lin Zhaozhi: "My mom agrees?"

Ji An stunned, suddenly raised his head, looking at him with a look of horror: "Fuck...you...how did you know that I was looking for your mother?"

Lin Zhaozhi laughed: "Is it hard to guess? The text message I sent you, you did not reply after several hours. If you calculate the time difference, you will know that you have gone abroad. Apart from seeing my mother, where else can you go?"

Ji An frowned: "You are too smart, too."

"So, you found a smart husband like me, your ancestor burned incense." Lin Zhaozhi closed the door and pulled him to the bed.

Ji An's knee hurt, and he couldn't help but uttered "Ouch".

"what's happenin?"

Ji An's face was pale: "Knee hurts."

"knee?"

Lin Zhaozhi put his hands under his leg sockets and arms, gently hugged him horizontally, put him on the side of the bed, then squatted down and slowly rolled up the legs of Ji An's trousers.

Two white calves were exposed at once.

In contrast, his knees were bluish and purple.

Lin Zhaozhi frowned, "How did this happen?"

Ji An mumbled: "Didn't I beg your parents to agree to let us be together? How can you beg if you don't kneel down."

"Is this knelt out?"

"Well, I knelt for a day." Ji An punched him: "You know I went to the United States to find your parents, and you didn't help me."

Lin Zhaozhi sneered: "Why do you help you, you used to lie to me so miserably, now it's okay to suffer for me."

"Fuck." Ji An's eyes widened, disbelief: "Lin Zhaozhi, are you still talking about humans? How can you make your wife suffer."

Lin Zhaozhi stared at him and stood up: "Why, regret it? Then maybe you won't get married."

"No way, knot!"

Ji An grabbed his waist and said, "If you don't have a knot, I will go online to expose you, a scumbag."

"My scum or yours?" Lin Zhaozhi was speechless.

Ji An: "Then you slept with me without getting married, you are not responsible."

Lin Zhaozhi pushed Ji An onto the bed and slowly untied his belt: "I will be responsible now..."

By the time Lin Zhaozhi was done, Ji An would have fallen asleep hungry and tired.

He called the front desk of the hotel, asked him to help bring some medicinal liquor up, and carefully helped Ji'an in his dream to deal with the knee injury.

Why doesn't he feel distressed.

Knowing that Ji An might have gone to the United States, he wanted to fly there for the first time.

But after calming down, he abruptly held back.

It was far more meaningful for Ji An to come forward than to go on his own.

If he goes to ask his parents, he won't have to waste any effort, his parents will agree with him and Ji An, but in that case, his parents will also be very grudges against Ji An, and only accept Ji An in his face.

He hopes to give Ji An a home.

He hoped that his parents would treat Ji An as family members, so he had to endure it and let Ji An face the gust of wind by himself.

Fortunately, everything is over.

He will help Ji An completely block the storm in the future.

When Ji An woke up, it was already the evening of the day.

He rubbed his eyes and called out "Lin Zhaozhi" in a daze.

Ji An was much shorter than Lin, and he lifted Ji An from the bed with one hand as easily as he was holding a child.

"I ordered something to eat, wash and eat."

With his head buried in his shoulders, Ji An groaned twice with his pajamas that hadn't been scattered.

"Lin Zhaozhi, I promise your mother that I will solve Yingqi's matter..."

Lin Zhaozhi put Ji An on the sink and wiped his face with a towel: "You don't need to promise my mother, I will also get rid of Ying Qi."

The malignant tumor that has harmed Ji An's life is time to pull it out.

Someone is going to join forces...

Hehehe, I am a little excited.