After the divorce, the film emperor wants to ascend the throne with all his heart

"I'm fine, what happened today won't happen in the future." Mu Jinsheng leaned on the back of the chair unrequitedly, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and then stared straight ahead in a daze.

The carriage was silent, only the three of them were breathing one after another.

Mu Jin recalled what Wen Yanzhe said a few days ago: "I heard that both parties need to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to obtain a divorce certificate for divorce here. Find a time to get the certificate."

Jin Beizhou, who had kept his mouth shut and was about to say nothing, heard him take the initiative to mention this matter, first glanced at Mu Jin thoughtfully, and then couldn't hold back again: "Are you sure?"

I thought that according to Mu Jin's temperament, if he didn't mention it, even if he knew that the formalities had not been completed, he would not take the initiative to mention it. After all, he was eager to break ties with himself.But why would you take the initiative to say this now?It's incredible.

Hearing the meaning of Jin Beizhou's words, Mu Jin just pretended that he didn't know, and raised her hand to brush the broken hair on her forehead: "It's okay, I understand if you don't know, after all, you and I are divorced for the first time, and we will be familiar with this when we divorce next time." It's a process."

"Next time?" The corners of Jin Beizhou's mouth twitched, he raised his eyebrows and smiled wryly, how many times is Mu Jin planning to get divorced?

Shen Yu, who was driving ahead, gritted his teeth and suppressed a smile, thinking that it's no wonder the boss is looking for a psychiatrist. Mr. Mu really needs to see it.

"Mu Jin, didn't you like me very much before?" Jin Beizhou turned his head and spoke slowly, with an unconcealable satisfaction in his tone.

Mu Jin turned her head and thought for a while, then nodded, after all, the original owner really liked him back then.

Seeing him nodding, Jin Beizhou thought that it was true, he just couldn't remember his old relationship, and now the matter of filing the divorce certificate is probably a test for himself, he is begging himself not to divorce in disguise.

Sure enough, it was Mu Jin, but his tactics were unusual, and it was really cunning to retreat to advance.

"One day husband and wife, one hundred days grace, I can give you a chance, as long as you can keep yourself safe, we can stay together this time."

After Jin Beizhou finished speaking, he raised his chin arrogantly, secretly proud of himself, he could imagine the scene where Mu Jin hugged his thigh and cried bitterly, he was really too kind.

Hearing what he said, Mu Jin looked at him in astonishment, and after recovering, she frowned in disgust, moved her body to the back of the seat, and shook her head like a rattle: "No, I don't need this opportunity."

After finally divorcing you, it's just the last step. Now you tell me that I won't leave?

Living with a man, you get hairy just thinking about it, you don't want a woman, I still want it!

Unexpectedly, he would say that, and he still looked like he was avoiding it. Jin Beizhou felt that he had lost face too much, his face darkened suddenly, his tone was a bit unfriendly, and he said coldly: "In this case, I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

"But, it happens that I don't have a show tomorrow morning."

Mu Jin answered quickly, and Jin Beizhou became a little depressed again, what does he mean?As if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, why did he seem so impatient.

Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with the divorce certificate, Jin Beizhou was in a daze. He looked at the person walking in front, and then looked down at the notebook in his hand.

I can't say I'm happy, and I can't say I'm disappointed, but I just can't believe that the person who once loved the one I love to the death is letting go so easily now.

Moreover, I can't accept that Mu Jin is so eager to get divorced. He obviously planned the marriage with great difficulty, but now he just let it go.

"Mu Jin, why did you agree to divorce this time?" As soon as the words came out, Jin Beizhou was stunned for a moment, why did he express his confusion?

Mu Jin stopped, stood in front of him without looking back, and pretended to sigh deeply: "It's probably because I'm tired, the twisted melon is not sweet, I will let you go free."

After all, Mu Jin chuckled for a while, her acting was really good, portraying the original owner's feelings so unpredictable, and showing a person's relief after being disheartened, with moderate force and natural flow.

The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it. Jin Beizhou couldn't help but have some pity in his eyes as he looked at his back.

How disappointed is it in your heart that you say such words as giving up?

"Mu Jin, if you have anything to do in the future, just come to me, and I will help you."

"it is good."

In this way, it can be regarded as completely clean, Mu Jin thought, stepping on the sidewalk paved with fallen leaves, put her hands in the pockets of the windbreaker: "Jin Beizhou, I have nothing else to do, I will leave first, Yan Zhe is already here I'm waiting for you, I'm in a hurry to go back to the set for a scene in the afternoon, so I won't chat with you."

Mu Jin was wearing a coat, and his back looked very thin. When the autumn wind suddenly picked up, it turned into an invisible big hand, gently touching the hem of his clothes. Jin Beizhou pursed his lips. No matter what, he never expected that one day Mu Jin would turn around and leave first. , but he didn't say what he was holding in his throat after all.

Forget it, I originally wanted to tell him to see the neurology department, but now that I think about it, let’s talk about it later, his mental state looks pretty good at the moment.

It was already November when the play was finished, and it was getting colder and colder. Mu Jin was already afraid of the cold, so she picked up her thermos early and put on a padded jacket.

After exchanging pleasantries with the actor, he walked out of the set, looked at the assistant bodyguards beside the artist, and couldn't help hugging his thermos pitifully. How could there be such a big gap between people?

There is no one around me except Wen Yanzhe, and the garbage company does not give me a life assistant or anything. From my point of view, the company just wants to let me hang around until the contract is terminated, so I don’t plan to invest in myself, otherwise Nor would Wen Yanzhe pick up three more artists, and he was too busy to see anyone.

He sighed, and stood on the side of the road waiting to hail a taxi. He watched eagerly for a while, but he didn't see a single car. He couldn't help but feel irritable: "I don't think so."

The original owner had a driver's license, but it was of no practical use to him. After all, a person who couldn't even tie a tie well would dare to drive on the road based on other people's memory!

"You won't go back without a car, will you?"

Looking at the reputation, Mu Jin couldn't help but look disgusted. The actor who played the role of the prime minister in the play usually taunted himself a lot, and he didn't know where he had so much hostility towards him. Now he was sitting in the car contentedly, posing Acting like a good show.

Lin Yanchen held the steering wheel in his hand, turned his head to look at Mu Jin through the half-lowered car window, and then said with a wicked smile, "You call me a good brother, I'll take you back."

A certain person looked disdainful, walked a few steps forward, raised his hand and slapped his windshield, and with a "click", a large spider web-like crack appeared on the glass. Looking at Mu Jin, he pointed to the glass: "Your hands are so strong!"

"What a fuss, your glass is really vulnerable."

Mu Jin clapped her hands calmly, turned around and intercepted a taxi that happened to be coming, opened the door and walked in, lowered the window and poked her head out: "I will pay the repair fee, I am not an irresponsible person, little brother."

After speaking, the taxi drove away.

Lin Yanchen stretched out his hand to touch the crack, this Mu Jin is really a tiger, just slashing like that... even split Xiaohong's windshield!

"Xiao Hong, hold on, Dad will save you right away." Lin Yanchen looked sad, the car he just bought was ruined and trampled like this!

[The author has something to say: Mu Jin's tone of voice is gradually becoming normal...]