Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

The huge impact was accompanied by a deafening sound, and the entire studio vibrated violently, stirring up the invisible dust and debris on the ground.

Wen Shichu stared at the studio in horror, shaking violently uncontrollably.

It was as if the throat was strangled by a vicious beast, and the brain was completely blank at that moment.

"Qi...Qi Xiao!"

"Qi Xiao!!" Wen Shichu, who had reacted, had to stop his trembling legs, and staggered to crawl inside, but was dragged away by other crew members who rushed over after hearing the sound.

"You can't go in now, it's too dangerous Xiao Chu!" Director Zhao was so frightened that he slapped his thigh: "It seems that the top parts were loose and caused the fall. If you go in rashly in this situation, there may be new ones falling down. "

"Director, Mr. Qi seems to be still inside." The staff were anxious.

"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and call the police and call an ambulance! Two more people will take care of Wen Shichu."

"Don't touch me." Wen Shichu stood up slowly, his whole body suddenly fell into incomparable composure, and asked Director Zhao expressionlessly, "Has anyone from the film crew ever gone in?"

Director Zhao had never seen Wen Shichu like this before, so he subconsciously said, "No... no, yes. A staff member from the Imperial Film and Television City said before that he would go in for inspection. His name is... yes, Ni Chuanzhou."

Only then did Director Zhao realize that not only Mr. Qi was trapped inside, but also the staff of the film and television city, and immediately contacted the relevant departments of the imperial capital film and television city.

"His name is not Ni Chuanzhou, his name is Zhou Ning." Wen Shichu touched his lower abdomen subconsciously.

"Zhou Ning? Is that the actor Zhou Ning who suddenly quit the industry half a year ago? No, I've seen Zhou Ning before, and he doesn't look like that."

"There should be an emergency exit in the studio, right?"

"Yes, yes, let's go and see first, maybe Qi will always escape from there."

Wen Shichu didn't move, but smiled miserably: "If it was Zhou Ning, the emergency exit would definitely be blocked by him. I know him well."

Director Zhao was at a loss and didn't understand why Wen Shichu was so sure that it was Zhou Ning.

As soon as Wen Shichu finished speaking, a crew member ran over with a wrench in a panic, "Director Zhao, I went to the emergency exit to check, and found that the wrench was stuck in the door of the emergency exit."

Wen Shichu's face was pale, looking at the face of the support staff of the crew, he fell backward uncontrollably.

Director Zhao turned pale with shock: "Hurry up and help Wen Shichu!"

Wen Shichu only felt that the world was spinning, and the world was completely disrupted by the loud crash.

The revenge that should come, still came.

……

……

Wen Shichu had a long, long nightmare.

In the dream, the young man kept falling, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit.

In the end, it suddenly hit the bottom, and the whole person suddenly woke up.

"Huh...huh..." The young man gasped heavily, dripping with cold sweat.

Here is Qi Xiao's villa.

Outside the window, the sparrows who are not afraid of the cold are chirping, making people's hearts confused.

Wen Shichu looked around, desperately looking for something.Suddenly felt the palm of the hand moist, looked down, and found that it was [-]% lying on the side of the bed, licking the palm of the young man with his tongue.

Wen Shichu subconsciously picked up the puppy, put on a coat casually, and walked out of the room quickly.

In the living room, Jiang Ming was whispering something to the housekeeper.

"Mr. Wen is awake, would you like something to eat?" The butler was as kind as ever.

"Where's Qi Xiao? Where is Qi Xiao?" Wen Shichu hugged his arms tightly, approached the housekeeper and Jiang Ming: "Where is he...?"

Jiang Ming showed distress, but the housekeeper coughed a few times.

"Is he still alive?" Wen Shichu asked suddenly.

Jiang Ming quickly explained: "Alive and alive! Mr. Qi has a great life, and he survived the surgery last night."

"Which hospital is he in? Take me there. I'm going to see him. I have something very important to tell him..." Wen Shichu blinked quickly to hide the wet eye sockets, and his nostrils were clogged badly , the voice stuck in the throat.

"Mr. Wen, I'm afraid I can't do this." Jiang Ming said.

"Why do you call me 'Mr. Wen'?" Wen Shichu felt more and more wrong, "I don't care what he is now, you let me meet him, we are legally married, I have the right to know my husband's whereabouts , otherwise I have legitimate reasons to doubt you."

"Cough...Wen Shichu, you and Mr. Qi have divorced." After speaking, Jiang Ming's face became even more ugly.

Wen Shichu looked at Jiang Ming in disbelief: "When did you get divorced? I didn't even sign or agree. How could I get divorced?"

"It's true, Mr. Wen." The butler picked up the document on the table: "There is your fingerprint on the document, which has the same legal effect as a signature, so you and Mr. Qi are now divorced."

"What... what?!" Wen Shichu snatched the agreement, and at the end of the signature, the column that should have been signed by himself had a red fingerprint attached at some point.

This agreement is the divorce agreement that Qi Xiao gave to the young man a few months ago. At that time, Qi Xiao thought he was sick, so he signed it long ago. Later, the misunderstanding was resolved, and this agreement was thrown away by Wen Shichu up.

But, it was obviously something that was thrown away a long time ago, why did Qi Xiao secretly pick it up again?When did you pick it up?And also...

Wen Shichu spread out his palms, and there was still a faint red ink pad on the thumb of his right hand.

"You took my fingerprints to cover the agreement while I was unconscious?" Wen Shichu looked at the butler, who turned his eyes away; then looked at Jiang Ming, who pursed his mouth even tighter.

Putting the [-]% off in his bosom on the ground, Wen Shichu sneered, and the crystal mist lingered in his eye sockets and flowed back into his body.

Close your eyes, it's all black.

Open your eyes and see nothing to laugh at.

"Hiss." Wen Shichu tore the agreement in his hand in half, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can.

"An agreement that is not my subjective will is not legally effective. I still understand the truth." Wen Shichu took a deep breath: "I am still Qi Xiao's legal husband, and I want to see him."

"Sorry, I don't know where Mr. Qi is." Jiang Ming said tightly.

The window of the living room, Goudan came back after going crazy outside for a long time, and knocked on the window with the cat's paw.

"I'll open the window." The butler took the opportunity to leave.

Goudan jumped out of the window nimbly, holding a big black mouse about the size of his own head in his mouth, moaning and chirping indistinctly, and jumped to Wen Shichu's feet.

Goudan put down the dying big black mouse and sat at Wen Shichu's feet: "Meow."

The soft little palm patted Wen Shichu's trouser legs, and pointed to the trembling half-dead mouse, as if it was a gift for Wen Shichu.

The salty liquid fell from the 'high sky' and hit Goudan lightly on Goudan's head. Goudan meowed twice. Seeing Wen Shichu, he just looked at it quietly, without saying a word, his eyes still flickering from time to time. When the liquid came out, he jumped onto the window sill with the mouse in his mouth and slipped out.

It seems that its Mama doesn't like mice, so go change it.

Ba Zhe, lying on the sofa, kept staring at the big mouse in Goudan's mouth, his tail wagging nervously, wanting to bark, but feeling the gloomy atmosphere in the room, he held it back.

"Even cats and dogs understand the truth, why doesn't Qi Xiao understand? Why doesn't he understand?" Wen Shichu muttered to himself, tears melted on the sweater on his arm, and were instantly absorbed.

The young man fumbled to find his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello 110? My husband is missing, please help me—"

"Wen Shichu, what are you doing?! Can't you speak well if you have something to say?" Jiang Ming didn't expect Wen Shichu to call the police calmly while sipping water, and immediately snatched the phone, "Sorry, comrade police, it was a misunderstanding. Misunderstanding! I'm really sorry, the hotline is occupied."

Jiang Ming hung up the phone awkwardly, turned around, and was about to say something cruel, but when he saw Wen Shichu, Jiang Ming choked again.

The young man just held a water glass and kept drinking, but it was easy to choke in one's throat when crying, and the water that Wen Shichu drank into his throat was choked out again, and the water splashed out and spilled outside.

In the transparent water glass, a few drops of blood slowly spread in the water, it was Wen Shichu who bit his lip.

Jiang Ming still remembered that a few nights ago, Qi Xiao, who was covered in blood, was pushed into the operating room, and the last thing he said was to tell him to hold Wen Shichu back no matter what method he used, and let Wen Shichu sign the contract. I signed the divorce papers that were kept in the second drawer on the right hand side of the study.

After saying this, Qi Xiao fell into a severe coma and was pushed into the operating room.

Therefore, Wen Shichu, who was supposed to wake up three days ago, Jiang Ming contacted Han Cang, gave Wen Shichu a drug that was harmless to the human body, and made Wen Shichu sleep for three full days.

It is estimated that Wen Shichu will almost wake up today, so Jiang Ming has already rehearsed various lines in his mind to deal with Wen Shichu.

But after thousands of calculations, when faced with such Wen Shichu, Jiang Ming found that he still couldn't say anything.

"Don't drink it." Jiang Ming took the cup from Wen Shichu's hand, because of too much fighting force, a lot of water spilled out of it.

"Wow, woof, woof!" Bazhe bared his teeth and yelled at Jiang Ming, wagging his tail, and got into Wen Shichu's arms.

"Five years ago, he said that for my own good, you helped him by sending me back to China and not wanting me anymore, but what happened?" Wen Shichu lightly rubbed the [-] percent in his arms, and the small [-] percent of his feet lay on Wen Shichu's chest. On his chest, he licked Wen Shichu's face with his warm tongue.

"The situation is different now." Jiang Ming was a little shaken, but still maintained his position.

"What's different? Is Qi Xiao missing an arm or a leg, his brain was broken, or was he smashed into a vegetable?" Wen Shichu had thought of the worst.

"Mr. Wen, can you stop embarrassing me..."

"So he's going to do it again, abandoning me and the baby in my womb for the second time?" The finale of the next chapter.