let go of that actor

God turns.

He Quan still maintained a polite smile, Ye Xichen seemed to realize something, straightened his back a bit, Zheng Yuankai was expressionless, feeling a little bored.

It seems that the following can already be guessed.

Gan Qianqian's expression vividly interpreted the meaning of "you're fucking kidding me", and she said bitterly: "You don't love my sister at all. People who love each other have changed in so many details, except for the appearance that is exactly the same as before. Changing someone else, can plastic surgery explain it?"

"No, you doubted it. I only found out later that you went for a paternity test and found that the son is still your own, but you never thought of asking me to have a test with him to see if I am his mother, right? The woman bit her lip: "What you want is only a son, not a woman. My sister died for people like you!"

"Several times, I wanted to strangle that bastard to death, but he is my sister's blood after all, besides, he is still useful," her voice softened, as if immersed in a wonderful dream: "A mother is more expensive than a child, avenge my sister , but this little thing is indispensable.”

Zheng Yuankai fished out the information on the table and showed it to Ye Xichen.

The film king flipped through it briefly, and at this moment he couldn't laugh or cry: What kind of revenge is killing Jing An?Is it the logic of "you killed my sister, I will kill your relatives"?

Gan Qianqian said calmly: "If you killed my sister, I will kill your brother, but Jing Boyuan is already dead, so it would be good to replace it with your brother's son."

What a big pot of dog blood.

Sure enough, it is divine logic.

Gan Qianqian smiled and said, "Master Zheng, are you here to avenge Jing An?"

Zheng Yuankai nodded.

Gan Qianqian brushed her hair by her ears, and said with a smile, "It's no wonder I am. If Jing Bochao hadn't been moved, how could I have found an opportunity to plot against Jing An? Ah Qiang is also a fool. Women have weak legs, as long as they sleep with him and say a few words of love, love, he will believe anything."

"Snapped"

Jing Bochao slapped her across the face.

Strong hands.

A red mark appeared on her face almost immediately, but Gan Qianqian smiled, ignoring the pain caused by the wound, her laughter became louder and more cheerful: "Master, I killed Jing An, but who Do you know? The police will find you eventually, and I will tell them that you ordered them. Guess, without Jing An and you, Chaoyang Real Estate can still be named Jing?"

"Uncle kills nephew, the media will love the news, you will be ruined, you will have nothing!"

"I know you feel unlucky in your heart, you are calling me crazy, don't you look down on women? It just happens to be a woman, ruining everything for you!" The woman puffed out her chest, her eyebrows and eyes were full of pride: "My sister and I are like this! Even a small person can challenge a big person like you!"

Jing Bochao's fingers trembled: "Crazy...you are really crazy!"

"Wait a minute," He Quan cut in with an unwavering voice, "Excuse me, Miss Gan, the reason why you attacked Jing An is because Jing Bochao attaches great importance to him, right?"

"Of course!"

Gan Qianqian covered half of her cheeks, smiled like a flower, and said in a drawn-out tone mockingly: "I know, the master would prefer me to touch his wife and daughter. In the eyes of a Qing Dynasty zombie like him, men are inherently superior to women." , why should I do what he wants?"

"Ok, I see."

He Quan nodded towards the young master, mourning in his heart: Young master, it seems that you did die unjustly.

Zheng Yuankai was bored.

The eldest and youngest's casual eyes wandered in the reception room, and the farce in front of him seemed to be happening in another world, grotesque and grotesque, seemingly real and unreal.

Ye Xichen's voice sounded, bringing him back to reality: "Sorry to interrupt."

"Miss Gan, I regret the death of sister Ling. But it is obvious that in the final analysis, it is because of the ignorance and violence in Ganjia Village. What does it have to do with Mr. Jing?" His voice was calm and soothing, like the voice of a mountain stream. Liu Shui: "You keep saying that your sister was 'killed' to death by Mr. Jing, can I understand that you think the village is right?"

Gan Qianqian's lips trembled and she didn't say a word.

Ye Xichen pondered and said: "Actually, what Ling Jie told you about finding a man you love may be just to comfort you, but it's human nature for you to turn a blind eye to this."

Zheng Yuankai smiled.

That's true.

Gan Qianqian finally uttered a few words, pale and powerless: "I know you, Ye Xichen, a big star, why did Young Master Zheng come to the door and bring you?"

"Oh," Zheng Yuankai said lazily, "he may have a show with a wealthy family in the future, so let's show him first."

Jing Bochao replied somewhat rationally: "I thought Ye Yingdi had something to do with the advertisement of 'Shangqingyuan'."

"Related," the young master changed his sitting position and took the man's hand: "But the reason why he appeared here is similar to that of Miss Gan."

Wife.

Without further questioning, sirens sounded from far and near.

He Quan looked at his watch: "Shanlin City dispatched the police faster than I expected."

"Don't worry about the details," Zheng Yuankai took Ye Xichen's hand and stood up: "Let's go."

"Wait, you called the police?"

Jing Bochao was startled and angry, but when he looked carefully, uncontrollable fear emerged from his old face.

The eldest son said in a loud voice: "Crime of misappropriation of funds, crime of intentional homicide... Even if Jing An was not killed by you, so is the gangster Aqiang." He even complained: "After looking for legal provisions for a long time, if you are detained or I couldn’t even see him after I was arrested, and I had no other choice, so I came here to visit.”

"Goodbye."

The young man's figure is like a pine tree, with brilliance floating between his brows and eyes, as if he has lifted some invisible burden: "No, never see you again."

Jing Bochao was in a trance for a moment.

Such an expression was somewhat similar to Jing An's.

"ah!"

The screams of panic from the maids were very close, and the uniformed police outside frightened them. He Quan stepped forward to open the door, and said calmly, "The person is still inside."

"Mr. He, Mr. Zheng, and Mr. Ye?" The first person glanced at them: "Thank you for your support of our work."

The police filed in.

After leaving the house and walking past the crowd of people discussing, countless thoughts surged in Ye Xichen's mind, as if many bubbles burst and recombined. Zheng Yuankai smiled and said, "I don't understand? The police have been following up on Jing'an's case, but they haven't found it yet." The suspect, Liao Donghai, Chaoyang’s operations director, brought evidence to report Jing Bochao, and the police came.”

The young master opened the car door: "Oh, Director Liao will say that we are going to stabilize the suspect and prevent him from escaping. As for why he defected, it is naturally because of Jing Bochao's perverse behavior. Your boyfriend and my people want it, and the world has knowledge." Scholars have come to vote."

"That's not it."

Ye Xichen shook his head: "Something else is wrong."

The actor frowned, confused: "I have to think..."

"Good Chenchen," Zheng Yuankai rubbed his hair, running his slender fingers through the soft black hair: "Don't worry, I will tell you."

His expression was very gentle, with obvious doting in his eyes: "Come back to my house tonight, okay?"

This is an invitation.

Ye Xichen realized this.

And, unlike an ordinary invitation, this is a request for permission.

"My waist..." Under the young master's gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller: "I'm a little scared."

"It's okay, I won't force you."

One of the top ten lies of men.

Ye Xichen told himself that he couldn't believe it, but his face still blushed quickly, and the doubts he had just now were forgotten, and he heard himself say in an erratic voice, "Okay."

"Go to Tianze Waterfront to pick up Jingjing first?"

He Quan's voice.

Only then did Ye Xichen realize that this person had been listening in!

Shame exploded.

He wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Zheng Yuankai's face remained unchanged, as if nothing was wrong: "Yes."

"Wang Wu?"

Packed the young and old's luggage, packed the luggage of the film emperor, and stuffed them into the rear compartment. He Quan drove, Zheng Yuankai and Ye Xichen were sitting in the back seat, and Jin Mao was also there. At this time, the film emperor was hugging Jin Mao and buried his face in the car. Its fur hides its red and hot face.

The dog didn't understand this kind of intimate behavior, so Ye Xichen ignored it and continued to bury him.

GV clips appeared uncontrollably in front of his eyes, and various poses and lines flooded into his mind frantically. The plot that was difficult to substitute in the past was now free of obstacles. The man felt that not only his face, but his whole body was going to burn.

Zheng Yuankai brushed the dog's fur, and he was not in a hurry to dig out the actor, but said with a smile: "There is a saying that when an ostrich encounters danger, it will bury its head in the sand to escape danger. Although this is unbelievable Rumors, but Chenchen's current posture has the charm of an ostrich in the rumors."

Ye Xichen's ears were red.

The time in the car was extremely long. After arriving at Repulse Bay, the actor almost fell out of the car door.

Maintaining one posture for a long time is numb.

"Hahaha, hahahaha! Chenchen, you are so cute!"

"To shut up!"

"Hahaha!"

"Laugh at me again."

"Hahaha!"

"Do you like Jing An?"

Ye Xichen used his trump card.

This led to a crazier laughter from the younger brother: "You, do you want to laugh at me to death? How dare you murder your husband like this?"

"Wang Wu?"

The golden retriever was stunned.

He Quan rubbed its head: "Let's go, ignore them."

Zheng Yuankai wiped the corners of his eyes and switched to affectionate mode: "Yes, I have a crush on him."

The red eye sockets added a hundredfold lethality to those affectionate pupils, Ye Xichen felt a little unbearable, even though he knew that this person was joking, he still couldn't escape being immersed in that focused gaze.The pictures and words in his mind disappeared, and he suddenly felt a kind of calmness, which quickly dominated the senses and prevented him from losing his composure.

The actor raised his eyebrows: "What about me?"

The eldest and younger chuckled: "Narcissism and lover don't conflict, do they?"