The actor wants to get a divorce

It was dark and the rain was coming.

In the room, the air pressure was terribly low.

Gu Qing let his breath scald, his soft black hair was disheveled, wet with sweat, sticking wetly to his forehead.

He looked at the man in front of him, as if being strangled by the neck, his voice was hoarse: "Brother Yichen, will you treat me well for the rest of your life?"

"Of course, for a lifetime."

The air was so hot that Gu Qing's body trembled.

The real temperature made him suddenly open his eyes.

Only then did he wake up from the endless lingering dream.

Whoops, it's that dream again.

This is already the fourth time he has had a shameful sex dream with the same man this week.

Jiang Yichen.

His nominal husband.

However, Gu Qingrang has no impression of him. Ever since he fell off the wire in the theater a week ago, injured his head and lost his memory, all he can remember about Jiang Yichen is this... …illusion.

His uncle, how bad this Jiang Yichen is, it made him want to be dissatisfied, so that he had sexual dreams again and again.

The phone next to the pillow buzzed, and when I picked it up, it was a call from my assistant Xiaomi.

"Brother Gu, let me remind you that you have an appointment with Mr. Jiang at three o'clock in the afternoon, so don't be late."

Lu Qingrang frowned, as if there was such a thing.

The day before yesterday, his husband, who was always busy with everything, finally returned home condescendingly, and told him to spare time the day after tomorrow, and to discuss important matters with him.

Gu Qing asked Qi Qiran.

There is nothing more important than a divorce.

The two have been married for seven years, and it's itching to get together and get together, it's no big deal.

More importantly, he now has no memory of the past, and divorcing Jiang Yichen is like throwing toilet paper in the toilet, and he doesn't feel distressed.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gu Qingrang turned off the navigation on his mobile phone, put on his sunglasses, opened the door, and stepped into the cafe he had made an appointment with Jiang Yichen.

The sun was scorching hot outside, but the air-conditioning was fully turned on indoors, and Gu Qingrang couldn't help "sneezing".

Seeing Jiang Yichen's assistant Xia Feng sitting on the designated seat, he couldn't help frowning, "Why are you? Where's Jiang Yichen?"

It is said that there are important things to talk about, why haven't I even seen anyone?

If you don't even have the least sincerity, then what the hell are you talking about.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu, Mr. Jiang has some urgent matters to get through, and it's the same when I talk to you."

Shen Zhiyan hasn't been feeling well since early in the morning, Jiang Yichen has been staying with him in the hospital, he didn't even go to the company, so there is no time to see Gu Qingrang now.

Lu Qingrang nodded, pulled out the chair and sat down opposite him, "All right, what do you want from me?"

"Boss Jiang wants to talk to you about the divorce."

Gu Qingrang raised his eyebrows.

Sure enough, it was for divorce.

Xia Feng took out the divorce agreement from his briefcase, and neatly placed it in front of Gu Qingrang, "Look at it, the issues related to property division are all written on it, Mr. Jiang said you don't want property, so There shouldn't be any disputes about this..."

Lu Qingren frowned, and couldn't believe his ears.

"Wait, wait, what do you mean I don't want property?"

Xia Feng was puzzled, "Mr. Gu, what do you mean..."

"Of course I want money!"

He didn't idle this week when he lost his memory. He checked his resume and found that before he married Jiang Yichen, he could barely be considered a third-tier star, but the Jiang family didn't like his daughter-in-law to show up in public, so he rarely took on roles again. The economic income has plummeted, and that little money is not enough for his car's maintenance fee for a month. Now that Jiang Yichen is going to dump himself, if he doesn't make a fortune, is he going to drink the northwest wind and wait to starve to death?

Lu Qingrang threw the contract back, "Let Jiang Yichen draw up the contract again and come to me."