After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

Looking at this posture, Zhou Fushen also understood that his courteousness must have been overturned, so he took the plate over, picked up a soup dumpling from it and put it into his mouth as if nothing had happened.

After chewing calmly for a few moments, his expression changed suddenly, but under Jiang Ran's gaze, he still held back and didn't spit it out.

Suppressing the nausea and swallowing it, Jiang Ran, who was staring at him, still refused to let go, with a cold face, he raised his chin and signaled to the plate in his hand: "There are two more."

Zhou Fu's deep eyes stared at the two exquisite soup dumplings on the plate as calmly as a lake. Seeing him pause, Jiang Ran thought he was hesitating, so he stimulated: "Why, you know it's unpalatable now, then Why don't you taste it before serving it to me? Zhou Fushen... To put it bluntly, you still think I'm so foolish. It's like this every time. How insignificant is your concession, does it really make me happy? You think you have already done it, so I have to read it, because thunder, rain and dew are all your favor—" "Ran Ran misunderstood me again." Zhou Fushen suddenly raised his head Came to interrupt him, smiled very nicely and said: "Even if the food you tell me to eat is thrown on the ground, I will lick it clean."

Again.

It sounds as if he is the weak one in the relationship, is Zhou Fushen addicted to pretending to be servile and miserable? !The flames of hatred burned in Jiang Ran's eyes, thinking that if you have the guts, lick it for me, so he wanted to lift the table without saying a word, but he put his hand under the table and pulled it hard, but it didn't move at all.

"........."

"Day!" Jiang Ran hammered down the table bitterly, raised his eyes and saw the pumpkin porridge next to his hand, and under the influence of his anger, he simply brushed it off the table angrily, and the porcelain bowl shattered with a sound, golden inside The soft and glutinous pumpkin porridge flowed out, and he pointed at the ground angrily and said, "Then you lick it now!"

"Okay." Unexpectedly, Zhou Fushen agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Ran's pupils trembled slightly, and then he watched him put down the plate, and his legs and knees touched the ground one after another. There was no reluctance in his movements, but he seemed to be willing, as if he had no psychological barriers at all.

But this scene was too nerve-wracking in Jiang Ran's eyes. He watched Zhou Fu knelt at his feet, lowered his head a little bit, and approached the puddle of pumpkin porridge. At the back of his head, when it came to him, he finally couldn't restrain himself, stood up suddenly, and shouted tremblingly: "Zhou Fushen, are you disgusting!"

After saying this, Jiang Ran bypassed Zhou Fushen who was on the ground, and fled to the sofa in the living room to nest up.

He didn't look back to see if Zhou Fushen had really licked the porridge off the floor, and the rumble of hot blood rushing into his head made him unable to distinguish the movement around him. It wasn't until a while later that he heard pots and pans coming from the kitchen. The tinkling sound of pots being clinked.

Are you going to make him breakfast again?Jiang Ran felt that this scene was both familiar and strange, because he used to worry about the recipes in the kitchen, but now that the times have changed, he has become the one waiting comfortably on the sofa.

If this kind of reversal happened on a certain wedding anniversary in the past four years, Jiang Ran would definitely be happy for a whole few months, and coax Zhou Fushen like a flower, but now he just raised the corner of his mouth mockingly, sighing secretly It's too late to make up for it.

Fumbling for the remote control from the corner of the sofa, Jiang Ran turned on the TV. He thought he couldn't find the channel, but he didn't expect that the picture and human voice would be released as soon as he turned it on.

"...The audience in front of the screen, can you believe that the person who is pinned down by the police in this photo is the [-] billion actor who set a box office record?"

The exaggerated tone of the hostess stopped Jiang Ran's hand holding the remote control, and he glanced at the scrolling headlines below the entertainment station: [Collapse of human settings?Liar?Plot reversal!The movie star Zhou Fushen, who was once loved by the whole network, is really a preparatory criminal who entangled his ex-husband and committed violent acts many times? 】

The voice of the hostess on the TV continued: "—It has been several days since the police issued a notice that detonated the entire Internet, and many old events have been dug up and analyzed by netizens again. Many people seem to conclude that actor Zhou Fushen is a person who is used to pretend However, what is Zhou Fushen's real character? Today we have invited Ms. Duan Xuan, who once worked with Zhou Fushen in the crew of "Floating and Sinking" and was deeply hurt by her scandal, to talk about her What I think about this actor at work.” (For Duan Xuan’s introduction, see Chapter 55)

The camera turned to Duan Xuan, the actress known for her pure and girlish demeanor first slightly lowered her head and straightened her sideburns before she said in embarrassment: "Actually, I'm not very good at talking about this matter... But first of all, I must admit that I It is true that the team used some bad means to hype without my consent. This is indeed my reason. He had an opinion on me, and since then he often turned a blind eye to me on the set, and many staff members did not dare to approach me casually because of this, including every time he would put pressure on me during the scene, deliberately call my name wrong or say something The embarrassing words and so on put me under a lot of psychological pressure, and I couldn't even read the lines normally for a while."

The hostess asked with concern: "Do you mean you have been bullied in the workplace?"

Duan Xuan pursed her lips and said: "I know that I don't have enough confidence to shout grievances. After all, I made mistakes first, but the director, other actors and behind-the-scenes workers who put a lot of effort into the film "Floating and Sinking" are all innocent Yes, I still can't understand why the actor can announce his withdrawal from the group so easily, and let everyone's efforts go to waste, just to control public opinion and put pressure on his ex-husband... This can't be explained by willfulness , It's really...too selfish and terrifying."

The hostess nodded, and asked again: "At that time, it was rumored that Jiang Ran once approached the film crew because of the scandal between you and the actor, and the reason for the divorce was also because of this. Is this true?"

Duan Xuan: "He did come to the set, but he was talking to the actor alone the whole time. We don't know what they said, but Jiang Ran looked very angry and disappointed when he left, and since then, the actor has been Always on the phone during the rest period in the shed, he looks very irritable. When I pass by occasionally, I will hear him say some words that seem to be threatening on the phone. Of course, I am not very sure, and maybe I heard it wrong It's..."

……

While Jiang Ran was listening intently, footsteps came from behind him suddenly, accompanied by a smell of food, the sofa cushion next to him sank, Zhou Fushen used a spoon to mix the porridge with finely shredded pork, After blowing repeatedly, it was handed to his mouth: "Ran Ran..."

Jiang Ran didn't even look at him, just opened his mouth mercifully and drank the porridge at a suitable temperature, and after it slipped into the esophagus to soothe his stomach, he stared at the TV and said slowly: "This female star looks very hateful. you."

The reason for saying this is because Duan Xuan's words were obviously directed by the team, and they were basically exaggerated and smeared on the basis of facts. , in the entertainment industry that always favors the high and depresses the low, it can be regarded as fighting for a position. Of course, it may be that Zhou Fushen is really hated.

Jiang Ran was fed another mouthful of porridge by Zhou Fu, and the latter answered lightly: "She is a bitch who plays with the wind."

"........."

Even though the contents of his mouth were so unbearable, his face was extremely calm, and the movements of his hands were also very gentle. It looked like he was drinking coffee in a boring afternoon and chatting with his lover while watching TV.

Jiang Ran turned his head when he heard the words, he had never heard Zhou Fushen utter such blunt and vulgar words, so he narrowed his eyes: "You really opened my eyes, Zhou Fushen, you are a broken pot, don't plan to put on a show... ...have you come to your solemn, solemn, dignified and elegant way at all times?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Fu smiled deeply, and humbly handed over the pastry cut into small pieces: "If you like that, I will do it."

"How many faces do you have?" Jiang Ran didn't pick up the cake, but leaned on the sofa, tilted his head and looked at the extremely gentle man in front of him, and said, "You don't feel like a shell that can be fabricated at will." How can you live comfortably, how can you get what you want, and how you change... At first, it was to blend in with the crowd, then to enjoy the fun brought by fame and wealth, and finally you appeared again In front of me, transform yourself into an attractive and good man, just for...for..."

"To get you—that's right." Zhou Fushen kissed the back of his hand.

Jiang Ran closed his eyes. It's not that he didn't know that the man he fell in love with didn't exist, but Zhou Fushen played a certain role according to his liking, but he didn't mind. It can even be said that what he used to enjoy was Zhou Fushen. Do everything you can to please his feelings.

As vulgar as it sounds, few people can resist this feeling.

"I won't be fooled again." Jiang Ran withdrew his hand, picked up the pastry and stuffed it back into his mouth, his agitated cheeks were a little bit of gnashing of teeth: "No matter what you do again, I will never believe it again."

"You will, Ran Ran." Zhou Fu knelt down deeply, resting his head on his knee: "I can become the best man for you, and I can also become the cheapest man for you. You can’t find a second partner who makes you so unforgettable. Do you think you want a man who is normal to ordinary, considerate to cowardly? Not like this... What you want is me, I am your life The most evenly matched opponent in the world, no one can be my substitute."

"So this is your purpose?" Jiang Ran said: "Get my forgiveness, let me agree to get back together, and then when the police come, you can turn this into a small conflict between husband and wife and get rid of the crime perfectly?"

"Shh—didn't I say not to say such things I don't like to hear?" Zhou Fu stood up while pressing the sofa cushion beside him, wiped his lips with his fingertips, and then embraced him in his arms: " If you want me to be an obedient and loyal dog, then you have to learn to give me some sweets, otherwise how can you blame me for trying to overwhelm you from time to time? Isn't it?"