The villain boss refused to divorce 【Rebirth】

Several mobile phones were spread out on the bed in a mess, the one specially used for work kept vibrating and ringing, and the manager's name kept lighting up. Shen Chuan's brain went blank, as if he had lost his hearing.

Another failure!

Tang Yu obviously never showed up this time, so what is the problem this time?Could it be that Lu Qing, a counterfeit, is also weird, why has his mission failed every time so far!Is the system playing tricks on him?

A loud electronic sound came from the consciousness.

Immediately after Li Tingdong's mission failed, there was a heavy sound, like a hard little hammer hammering hard on the heart. The sudden pain made Shen Chuan tremble all over. Fly to the back of the head.

[Warning: Failure to use props, failure to recycle godhead, double luck points will be deducted, automatic reorganization will be activated, the process of godhead reorganization may be accompanied by pain, please wait patiently. 】

The sockets of his widened eyes were scarlet, and his fingers twitched at the crumpled sheets. The feeling of being torn deep in his soul was like cutting a piece of flesh with a knife. It was not a question of whether he could bear it or not. It was he who couldn't control the roar coming out of his throat.

[If you fail to recover the godhead for the second time, the punishment time will be doubled. 】

"Why? Why! Do you have any fucking brains? This is completely different from what we said before, you lied to me! You said that after adding a godhead, the success rate of the item will reach 100%, but now why can it be easily obtained? Tang Yu directly took it away! What is he?"

Responding to Shen Chuan's scolding was a rigid system prompt, [Unable to recognize the specific content, please try again later. 】

"Useless...useless trash..."

With sore and sore eyes staring at the fluorescent screen, Shen Chuan turned over several times with difficulty on the bed, twitched in pain, his lips were pale, and the punishment for failing to recover the godhood lasted for a full 10 minutes. There seemed to be no wound on the surface of his body. But the severe pain in the brain seemed to be squeezed.

As soon as his nose got cold, Shen Chuan managed to recover, rushed into the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face, opened his eyes, and found that his hands were covered with blood.

His gloomy half of his face was hidden in the dark, he unlocked it with wet fingertips, and checked the day by pressing out the calendar.

He closed his eyes and listened to the gentle and harmless electronic notification sound in his head again, his eyes flashed with irritability, he turned and went back to the room and began to frantically rummage through his clothes, preparing to go out decently.

……

As soon as the filming was over, Tang Yu calmly took the coat from Mr. Fang who had followed him to visit the set all day. He scanned the set inadvertently, and suddenly found that Fu Zhao was not there.

He frowned, tugged at the assistant Yu Xiao who was holding a thermos cup and carefully blew on it, and said, "Where's Fu Zhaoren?"

"Didn't Brother Fu tell you?" Yu Xiao tilted his head, more puzzled than him, and reached out to click on the door, "Brother Fu said 10 minutes ago that he had something to see a director, I didn't remember the name, anyway It's very important, people have already left."

"Brother Tang, is there something urgent for Brother Fu?"

"It's okay, I just told Fu Zhao an hour ago that he must tell me if he goes out, why did he run away without saying a word." Tang Yu's face was a little ugly, and he burst into a curse in his heart, and gritted his teeth, "I have something to do Go out for a while and tell Director Jiang that there will be no show for me tonight, I will eat outside, and the crew don’t need to prepare my box lunch at night.”

He quickly finished his explanation, took Fang Baizhou's hand and walked out, beckoned and whispered to the man who was listening to him with his head down, "You drove here alone today, right? I'm going to wait for a place, there is an address and a location, I need to follow up Fu Zhao who left half an hour ago..."

Yu Mufeng was leaning against the door and standing obediently waiting for the agent to help arrange the wig. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Tang Yu and the "bodyguard" sneaking around, and immediately shouted righteously, "Tang Yu!"

Tang Yu was so frightened that he stood up straight and looked back at Yu Mufeng angrily.

Yu Mufeng winked at him, "Where are you going? Tonight, Director Shang Jiang said he would invite us to dinner. Starting at eight o'clock, we will kill six chickens at the most luxurious farmhouse in the wilderness!"

Seeing the unpredictable expression on Tang Yu's face, and finally choosing to ignore him, Yu Mufeng enthusiastically wanted to keep Tang Yu to stay and eat hen together, but was dragged down by the cold-faced manager, "Don't move around. , the size of your wig is not good, and if you move around like this, your hairline will move back."

Yu Mufeng calmed down immediately, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice, he took it out slightly, and saw that it was a message from Duan Shi'an.

——In the afternoon, there is a musical instrument store in the pedestrian street that is having a sale. I'll go and have a look. If I have something to call, I may not hear the message.

It seemed that the text message was a bit indifferent, and after a few seconds, another one was sent.

——[Loving Heart] Filming well.

Yu Mufeng pursed her lips and smiled at the screen, put the phone close to her heart, picked it up and couldn't help but kissed it.

Duan Shi'an was about to put away his phone when Yu Mufeng's message came back with a ding.

The red love hearts all over the screen instantly overwhelmed his news just now.

He put his phone away and carefully looked at the promotional prices in the store. This time he came here to have a look and then buy a good guitar.

The last time he was blocked at the door of his house, he threw away his newly bought guitar in order to save his life.

After finally gritted his teeth, he spent a lot of money to buy a new good guitar. It can be used for several years with good maintenance, but he didn't know how to touch it, and now he has lost it.

But fortunately, the daily turnover of the jewelry store that was newly taken over to him was beyond his imagination, and with the money he earned from Junhuai, he already had a lot of savings.

If you save more, you will soon be able to buy a nice small apartment in the city center, and after the decoration is completed, you can move out of Yu Mufeng's house...

Duan Shi'an's movements paused, and he slowly calculated his savings. In fact, it was just enough to buy a small apartment of more than [-] square meters, and he slid his fingertips on the screen hesitantly.

It's better to save up and buy a bigger one, and live in Yu Mufeng's apartment for the time being.

Just looking up at the dazzling array of musical instruments, suddenly there was the piercing sound of glass breaking and a woman screaming at the door. Duan Shi'an looked back and saw that the decorative bottles placed in the aisle of the shopping mall outside the door seemed to have been maliciously knocked over. on the ground.

The transparent glass shattered all over the floor, and the clerk who happened to be standing next to him screamed to call the security of the mall. The man standing in the middle of the shattered glass had a pale face and chapped lips, as if he couldn't control his body, slowly After squatting down and standing up abruptly, repeated several times, Duan Shi'an looked very strange, and couldn't help but go out and stand aside to join in the fun with the onlookers.

In the end, the man picked up a piece of glass with difficulty, pulled off the sleeve of his left hand with trembling hands, and cut a deep and ruthless cut on his wrist, glaring blood rushed out, the man seemed to feel no pain, his arm spasmed hang down.

The corner of the man's mouth raised a relaxed smile.

Duan Shi'an frowned slightly, and he heard two spectators on the left whispering.

"It looks familiar. Is this person Sheng Mingkai who played "Si Ze" who won the Best Actor award the year before last?"

"It seems to be really him! Didn't it mean that he had a falling out with his agent since last year, and all kinds of rumors were spread on the Internet, did he really pay the high liquidated damages and the company terminated the contract and went abroad?"

"I didn't terminate the contract, just because I didn't get along with the manager... Didn't he claim that he developed abroad first? But the movie half a year ago was really good. I can't forget his face even after watching it. Why did he return to China? ? But wearing a mask, it doesn’t look like a side profile. I saw him in Reuters in the United States two days ago..."

Sheng Mingkai's lips twitched twice, trying to speak, but his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he could not come out at all. The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little mocking, his brain was buzzing, and the hand he finally managed to control started to speak again. trembling.

As soon as the strength disappeared, the shards of glass that were tightly held just now hit the ground heavily.

The appointment time with the doctor was coming soon, he didn't want to go, but his body couldn't be controlled at all.

Sheng Mingkai took a few breaths and turned his head away from the crowd to find someone who could help him, when a shadow suddenly fell in front of him, his heavy eyes that could not be raised lowered, and he saw a pair of extremely clean shoes on the ground.

A clear voice came from above his head, "You, what's wrong with you? Can't talk? Do you want me to call an ambulance for you?"

……

Fu Zhao was waiting for the traffic light, he hammered the steering wheel a little irritably, and took a look at his phone.

Originally, Sheng Mingkai was put into the blacklist, but later he was afraid that Sheng Mingkai would always bother Yu Xiao if he couldn't get through the phone, so he pulled Sheng Mingkai out.

As a result, he made a lot of phone calls yesterday, but today it was as if he was dead, and he hadn't even sent him a message since morning.

The right eyelid twitched, and Fu Zhao stretched out his hand to press it. When the car was about to start, the passenger door was suddenly pulled down vigorously, making a huge noise.

The glass was knocked twice briefly.

Fu Zhaomeng opened his eyes. He leaned on the co-pilot and bent over to look out. When he looked at the scarlet-eyed man outside, he gasped for breath. He shook the parking lot in disbelief, "Sheng Mingkai? Why are you here?"

"Let me get in the car!" Sheng Mingkai didn't care about the street lights that had changed from red to green, and he was not afraid of Fu Zhao's sudden driving. He stubbornly stretched out a hand and squeezed in through the window to open the passenger's door.

Fu Zhao felt that he was unreasonable, "Are you sick?"

"I'm sick!" Sheng Mingkai was a little unconscious while breathing, and there were bursts of pain in his arm. He gritted his teeth and repeated, "Let me get in the car!"

Fu Zhao cursed angrily and made people get into the car, and a strong smell of blood immediately filled the narrow space.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the blood on Sheng Mingkai's clothes. Fu Zhao gripped the steering wheel a little harder. He stepped on the gas pedal and moved his lips, "You..."

After driving for 10 minutes or so, we almost entered the bustling area of ​​the urban area. The car was speeding along a sparsely populated lane. Fu Zhaozheng was distracted from talking, and a person suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

He subconsciously turned the steering wheel to the left, but the back of his hand was suddenly wrapped by the man's hot palm, and the steering wheel turned back firmly to the right.

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