After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

A sense of relief surrounded Cheng Jianyu, and at the same time he was a little embarrassed. He remembered what Wen Yueming said at the airport before he left, give him a kiss to meet again...

There was silence in the air for a few seconds, Wen Yueming seemed to feel the embarrassment, looked down at him with a smile, it was like a spring breeze, "Don't worry, I'll be waiting anytime."

Cheng Jianyu cleared his throat, his ears felt hot, the nurse picked up the tray, and swept them twice curiously, the chance to see such handsome two men is too rare.

Wen Yueming slowly turned his arms, relaxed his stiff muscles, and continued to smile, "Jian Yu, I have always thought of myself as an atheist. I never thought that my parents would subtly implant the concept of "fraternity" into me."

Cheng Jianyu was startled.

"I have been used to asking myself to care about the vulnerable groups since I was a child, and to maintain a sense of social responsibility at all times, but when I saw the remains of my old friends and the sound of explosions rang in my ears, I suddenly understood that people have warmth and affection, and they are very close and distant. , fraternity, is a request to God, not to people." Wen Yueming sighed softly, and stared at Cheng Jianyu with dark and deep eyes, "Now, I want to be selfish and think about myself."

The words were too clear and the offensive was fierce, Cheng Jianyu had to laugh dryly, and said half-jokingly: "I didn't expect to hear Mr. Wen say the word selfish, and you want to step down from the altar?"

"There is no altar in this world." Wen Yueming looked at him amusedly, and said helplessly: "I am not as good as you think. The essence of fraternity and compassion is a kind of spiritual self-fulfillment. Strictly speaking, I am an egoist .”

Cheng Jianyu didn't think that it was a rare great wisdom to be able to see through the essence and continue as before, but Wen Yueming was in the situation and couldn't realize how extraordinary he was, "Mr. Wen, I..."

His words were interrupted by Jiang Shan who pushed the door and entered. Jiang Shan's eyes were red, as if he had just cried. When he saw Cheng Jianyu, he quickly restrained his emotions and smiled stiffly, "Jianyu, you are here." .”

Cheng Jianyu was moved, wondering where Jiang Yan had gone, and asked calmly, "Where is Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Shan flicked his hair with his hands, and looked at Wen Yueming, as if asking for advice, "Moke temporarily decided to hold a concert abroad. Jiang Yan has been busy with work recently, isn't he, uncle?"

Wen Yueming took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Well, yes."

Cheng Jianyu felt a little weird. According to Jiang Yan's personality and temper, how could he let him and Wen Yueming be alone at ease? Could it be that Jiang Yan really listened to what he said, and planned to clean up from now on and give up on himself?

If so, it's a good thing.

Wen Yueming's injury healed quickly. He works in the hospital and is proficient in medical knowledge. The surgeons in the same department can take care of the follow-up stitches removal and dressing replacement, but scars will inevitably be left. In a sense, this is a badge .

Seeing Wen Yueming safe and sound, Cheng Jianyu can fulfill his responsibilities and devote himself wholeheartedly to the ocean of work. On New Year's Day, "When You Smile" ushered in the opening ceremony. Cheng Jianyu brought Chen Kai and An Antong to attend. As the first self-produced drama of the Western Tang Dynasty, Taking an epic step is highly valued by senior leaders. Inviting major media to the scene is bound to start the first shot of the corporate revolution.

The media reporter is as smart as a fox and has a keen sense of smell. Apart from caring about Xitang, his mind is on Cheng Jianyu. The matter of Wang Zhen's revelation has been fermented for several days. Many big names stand in line for Cheng Jianyu, but this person has never responded positively to this incident. Unspoken rules of time, even... Cheng Jianyu doesn't have a public Weibo account at all.

But no one dared to rush up to ask Cheng Jianyu's hexagrams at the Xitang venue, not to mention Cheng Jianyu, he didn't look like the master of fifty pouring beans, he was leaning on the chair, looking towards the stage with his head tilted, his face was thin and clean, and his eyebrows and eyes were thin , the shoulder and neck lines are tight and smooth due to the sitting posture, correct and natural, and it is easy to associate words such as "cold" and "sexy".

They are the same as Jiang Yan, they are not easy to provoke, one is fierce and the other is cold.

On the stage, Lin Zhao sat under countless spotlights, taking turns to be interviewed by reporters. He was too young, his emotions were written between his eyebrows and eyes, and he had not yet learned the inscrutable expression management.

At this time, an entertainment reporter asked: "This is your first debut work, who do you want to thank the most?"

"Thank you to the screenwriter, thank you to the director, and thank you to the fans who supported me." Lin Zhao recited it seriously, but the order was reversed.

"Wow, the screenwriter is the first one, so you must have a good relationship?" The reporter asked subtext, "Do you have any improper relationship?"

Cheng Jianyu frowned slightly, and Chen Kai beside him couldn't help cursing in a low voice: "What kind of reporter, what kind of ghost question did you ask, Lin Zhao must not talk nonsense."

Lin Zhao is not an idiot. After a moment of silence, he greeted the audience with a stern look on his face, and said abruptly, "Very good. I respect him and am impressed by his works and character. Is there a problem?"

He was tough and fierce, confronted head-on, the reporter was speechless, Lin Zhao pressed on every step of the way, unyielding, "You can doubt my character, but don't speculate about him maliciously, he is a young man who is engaged in art, don't take it Those dark things are splashed on him, think about it for yourself, the ex-boyfriend is Jiang Yan, he doesn't even want Jiang Yan, how can he still have a crush on someone?"

The reporters spoke with great enthusiasm, and the reporters stared wide-eyed. They had never seen such a fierce interviewee as Lin Zhao. He dared to say anything. It is no wonder that he is the prince of the Western Tang Dynasty and has the confidence.

Chen Kai couldn't help but compare two praises with both hands, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and Dai Geng is better than Dai Gang.

Cheng Jianyu crossed his arms, smiled lightly at Lin Zhao, lowered his head casually, buttoned his shirt cuff buttons, "Let's go."

"Ah? Are you really leaving? Haven't eaten yet." Chen Kai reluctantly looked at the delicious food on the table.

Cheng Jianyu patted the back of his head, put his hands into the pockets of his suit pants, and said with a calm face, "I invite you and An An to have hot pot."

"Let's go!"

Originally wanted to follow Cheng Jianyu, but the reporter who was taking an exclusive interview outside dared to chase him. Usually, the milk dog in front of the camera would turn into a blue face, and then go to Cheng Jianyu's messy questions, isn't it just to find trouble for himself?

Seeing Yu He leaving behind, Lin Zhao took off the earphones and was about to stand up and catch up, when Huo Yanqing pressed his shoulders in time and gave him a meaningful look, Lin Zhao opened his mouth and sighed deeply .

Cheng Jianyu doesn't care about online comments, he doesn't live on the Internet, and he doesn't rely on traffic to make a living. No matter what others say, it won't affect real life, but Lin Zhao has just debuted, he is in the limelight, and he is in the whirlpool of public opinion. He can't be Lin Zhaohei point.

The restaurant on New Year’s Day was full of guests, and the three of them found a restaurant that was not so crowded to have a steaming hot pot meal. After the meal, Cheng Jianyu drove Chen Kai and An An home, half a circle around the bustling city, and red lanterns were hung in the streets and alleys , a strong festive atmosphere.

At the gate of the community, children were chasing and playing, couples and friends came and went in twos and threes, and fireworks were rising everywhere. Cheng Jianyu planned to go home and drink a glass of red wine, call Wen Yueming for blessings, and then watch the New Year's Eve party and sleep beautifully.

Jiang Yan's black Aston Martin in the underground garage was parked quietly in the parking space. It hadn't been touched for a while, and the hood was covered with dust. Cheng Jianyu passed by and glanced at it. The light was dim and he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the car.

It seems that since Jiang Yan left, it has been a month since he saw this person.

Cheng Jianyu shook the Volkswagen key with one hand, thinking while walking, suddenly a strong and pungent smell came into his nose, he turned his head subconsciously, and saw a man standing in the shadow of the beam and pillar, Wang Zhen who had met before, Compared to the last time, Wang Zhen now described himself as sluggish, with unshaven hair and mustache, as if he hadn't bathed for a long time, and he looked like a refugee.

"Big screenwriter, you have hurt me so badly!" Wang Zhen walked under the light, his originally handsome face exuded the aura of a desperado.

Cheng Jianyu put away the car keys, looked him up and down, frowned and said, "What do you want to do?"

Wang Zhen smiled indifferently, "Because I broke the news that you and Lin Zhao, Xi Tang and I terminated the contract, and even sent me a lawyer's letter, all my jobs are gone, you made me like this, right? Do you have to give me some compensation?"

"It's your own evil intentions, you can't blame others." Cheng Jianyu stated lightly.

Wang Zhen stared at him, his eyes were bloodshot, very scary, "Isn't it because I am not the prince of the Western Tang Dynasty, if I have money, why don't you kneel down and beg me to forgive you."

Cheng Jianyu laughed and tilted his head to look at him calmly, "How dare you compare yourself with Lin Zhao?"

In terms of character and virtue alone, Lin Zhao beat the runner-up by a hundred streets, so the audience's eyes are discerning, the votes are accurate, and the choice is correct.

Wang Zhen said contemptuously: "He just has a good mother who can be reincarnated. You have made me like this. I won't be able to be in the entertainment industry in the future. At least pay me 500 million."

"Why do you think I will give you money?" Cheng Jianyu asked him with a smile.

Wang Zhen had a strange expression on his face. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, tapped it a few times, and handed it to Cheng Jianyu. The background was a common and crude g/v scene, full of white flesh/body, "Based on this."

Cheng Jianyu raised his eyebrows, Wang Zhen flicked across the photo, and the next man who was pressed under him showed his head, his face was raised high, his face was flushed, his expression was obsessed and intoxicated, and he looked very vulgar.

"Is this worth 500 million?" Wang Zhen looked at him closely.

Cheng Jianyu's eyes paused for a few seconds, and he said calmly, "This is not me."

This is his face, yes, his eyebrows and eyes are all his, but he has never shown such an expression. Although Jiang Yan has many tricks and good physical strength, he has no hobby of video recording.

Wang Zhen was complacent, "I know it's not you, it's the result of AI face-changing, someone gave me this video and your address, let me come to you and ask for 500 million compensation."

Cheng Jianyu slowly moved his wrist muscles and bones. He hadn't stretched his muscles for a while. Wang Zhen was neither fat nor thin. Three hits at most could send Wang Zhen to the hospital. It's still the stomach, how can it make Wang Zhen lose the ability to resist.

As for who's methods are so despicable, apart from Zhou Jueqing, Cheng Jianyu can't think of another person. It's not that he is small-minded and his social circle is too clean. The public recognizes and respects him. Apart from Zhou Jueqing, he has no other enemies.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Wang Zhen snorted and shook his phone, "What are you pretending to be pure! Do you really think you are a fairy? You have been played by Jiang Yan for several years, 500 million will not be gone, right? You can't let people play for nothing Bar?"

Just after saying this sentence, Cheng Jianyu was about to slap him on the jaw, to clean up his dirty mouth, Wang Zhen let out a sudden scream, squatting down with his hands on his back, the phone fell to the ground with a "slap", his mouth Li did not forget to curse, "Ah! Who hit me!"

Wang Zhen grinned and turned his head. First he saw a gleaming stick, made of alloy, with a cold light. When he cut it up, he saw that it was a crutch. Then there was a sharp and sharp man with shaved hair and facial features like the blade of a knife. , eyes like a cold-blooded animal in a tropical forest, people who look at it are terrified.

The beauty is that his face is blue and purple, and there are pale pink scars on his temples. It seems that the stitches have been healed not long ago, as if he just finished filming a battlefield scene.

Jiang Yan stretched out his hand to him, and his voice was as cold as the weather in Siberia, "Give me the phone."

"This... This is my mobile phone." Wang Zhen quickly picked up the mobile phone and put his hands in his arms. The happy money for the rest of his life was in this mobile phone.

Jiang Yan stared at him for a few seconds, like a beast examining the prey in its mouth, "Mobile phone."

"No... this is..." Before Wang Zhen finished speaking, Jiang Yan suddenly put down his crutches, and without giving him any chance to react, he rushed forward aggressively, grabbed Wang Zhen by the collar, and used only brute force Pulling Wang Zhen up from the ground with limp hands and feet, he slapped his bow left and right without sparing any strength, and slapped Wang Zhen with two consecutive slaps.

Jiang Yan easily snatched the mobile phone from Wang Zhen's hand, put it into the pocket of the sweater, and hit Wang Zhen's stomach firmly with his fist, making a dull sound from the flesh/body, Wang Zhen screamed, offering his waist like a shrimp, protecting people Weight part, "Don't...don't fight."

"Repeat what you just said." Jiang Yan held his collar with both hands, pressed hard against the wall post, and stared at him densely.

Wang Zhen coughed violently a few times, fearful and cowardly, Cheng Jianyu looked difficult to get in touch with, but he made people think he was a good person, compared to Jiang Yan, he was not a kind person, "Brother, I was wrong, don't hit me. "

"What are you? How dare you talk to him like that?!" Jiang Yan's face was gloomy, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

Cheng Jianyu watched for a while, glanced at Wang Zhen's trembling legs, and said slowly: "Don't beat him, call the police."

Jiang Yan got angry and glanced back at him. The anger between his brows and eyes made his eyes look more fierce. He slowly let go of his hand. Wang Zhen was unable to slide down the pillar and looked at him in fear.

Jiang Yanju looked down at him, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "You should thank him, I promise him to change his temper, or I will kill you."

Wang Zhen shrank his shoulders back, tried his best to distance himself from him, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Yan.

"Do you think taking a few unwarranted photos can threaten him and scare him?" Jiang Yan pressed the throbbing blood vessels in his temple with one hand, tilted his head back, and took a deep breath, "You underestimated him too .”

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