The actor wants to get a divorce

"Advise him not to play around outside all day long. I think this little hang is very nice. He is smart, sweet-mouthed, and very polite."

The housekeeper lowered his voice and rambled: "The most rare thing is that this little hang doesn't admire vanity at all, and he didn't come here for the young master's money."

Feng Jin's heart tightened instantly.

It was as if an invisible slap had been slapped on his face so hard that his face was burning hot.

The butler didn't notice Feng Jin's abnormality, and he was full of praise for that little Hang: "You haven't seen those boys before, once you know the identity of the young master, you can't wait to strip yourself naked and send him to the young master's bed, pestering the young master every day Buy this or that, young, with the face of a whore."

"It's better for Xiaohang. If you don't pretend, if you don't have money, please invite the young master to eat at a small roadside restaurant. Don't tell me, the young master really went. He usually lives at home with rich clothes and fine food, and picky eaters can't do it. In order to make the child happy, obediently." Go to a small restaurant on the side of the road and eat a bowl of fried rice noodles for ten yuan. Our young master also loves people."

Feng Jin lowered his head, silently biting his lips.

"Mr. Feng also thinks Xiaohang is good, right?"

Feng Jin gave a faint "hmm": "It's good, Lin Yan likes people who don't care about money."

He is not.

He once felt sorry for Lin Yan for tens of thousands of yuan.

How could he compare with Little Hang?

He just wanted to wait until Lin Yan had had enough revenge, finished venting his anger, and was no longer in the mood for him. He could still hold his hands high and let him live. Feng Jin silently finished a small bowl of porridge when he heard someone walking from the stairs. The movement of coming down.

He turned his head and saw Xiao Hang was carrying a black backpack, leading the way, bouncing around, very lively, and coquettishly coquettish with the people behind him: "I really have an exam next week, or I will definitely stay With you, I have already failed a course of English, if I fail high math again, I will not be able to graduate!"

Lin Yan followed Xiaohang, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "Okay, okay, can't I disturb your review? I asked the kitchen to make your favorite chicken soup. You remember to take it away, and drink it when you are tired from reading at night."

"understood."

Lin Yan chased Xiao Hang all the way down the stairs, the housekeeper had already handed over the chicken soup, Lin Yan picked it up himself, and gently and patiently put Xiao Hang in his backpack.

Intimately instructed: "Drink all at one point, do you hear me?"

"You are so long-winded."

Xiaohang pushed Lin Yan away and was about to run.

"Come back." Lin Yan gently but sternly pulled him back, wrapped him in his arms, and tied the scarf on him little by little, "It's cold outside, I'll ask the driver to take you off."

"Don't you think it's high-profile enough? Let me go, my roommate should laugh at me again."

Xiao Hang looked disgusted and conflicted.

"Let them know you're mine, okay?"

"shameless."

Xiaohang pushed Lin Yan away with a smile, turned around and slipped away.

Lin Yan sighed: "How grown up, you're still in a panic! What if you fell down?"

The butler smiled at the side: "Don't worry, young master. Master Xiao Hang is no longer a child. He will take good care of himself."

Feng Jin took all this into his eyes, then silently withdrew his gaze, put down the spoon, and realized that he had pinched the palm of his hand at some point.

He didn't even notice the pain.

He shook his head, picked up the bowl, and poured the remaining hot porridge into his mouth in one go.

Then he got up, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

As soon as he stood up from the chair, Lin Yan's voice stopped him from behind: "Feng Jin, go to my study, I have something to see you."

Feng Jin's body froze immediately.

Five minutes later, Feng Jin stood in the bright study room, looking at Lin Yan who was sitting on the sofa and reading a magazine.

"How do you feel when you see me and Xiaohang together?"

Feng Jin's heart was beating crazily, and every time he beat, he felt that his limbs and bones were being pulled to the nerves, throbbing and throbbing.

He clenched his fingers tightly, his lungs were about to be pierced, and his voice was hoarse: "You know how I feel, don't you? As you wish, I feel very uncomfortable and uncomfortable."

Lin Yan nodded, put down the book, knocked the leather shoes on the floor, and raised his chin: "Come here."

Feng Jin walked in front of Lin Yan with a stiff body.

Lin Yan kicked him hard on the knee, Feng Jin let out a rapid scream, "Plop one by one" and knelt heavily between Lin Yan's legs.

Before he could get used to the severe pain in his knee, Lin Yan pinched his chin and raised his face.

"Xiao Jin, you understand that I used to dote on you like this, no, I dote on you even more than I dote on Xiaohang. The chicken soup you drank back then was still me.

Cooked by hand. "

Feng Jin's eyes were a little dull, and after three seconds, he finally focused, and his voice was hoarse, and he replied in a very low voice: "Yes, I understand, I remember everything."

"Then do you regret it? Xiao Jin, for those tens of thousands of dollars, being with that ugly, old, greasy man, betraying me, betraying our relationship, and doing such disgusting things, do you regret it? You know I'm not A poor boy, but a rich second generation with a lot of money, do you regret it?"

Feng Jin smiled sourly, "If I say I regret it, will you let me go?"

Lin Yan hooked his lips, revealing his cold white teeth: "Of course not."

"Then what does this question mean to you?"

Lin Yan was silent.

Feng Jin lowered his eyes, enduring the depression and suffocation in his heart: "Xiaohang is a good boy, you have to treat him well."

"if not?"

Lin Yan smiled.

Grabbing Feng Jin's hair, he stared at him coldly, "Feng Jin, you don't think that I'm with Xiaohang just to annoy you and take revenge on you, right?"

Feng Jin's face became even paler.

Lin Yan smiled and shook his head: "Who would be so boring? Xiao Jin, Xiao Hang and I are serious. He will graduate in half a year. I will marry him as soon as he graduates. I like Xiao Hang so much now. It's hanging."

Feng Jin's scalp was burning hot, as if it was about to burn, but he looked at Lin Yan in a daze, "Then after you marry him, can you let me go? I promise to stay away from you and not disgust you, okay?" ?”

Lin Yan clenched his hands even tighter.

"What are you going to do without me?"

"Go to study. I also want to go to study like Xiaohang."

Lin Yan sneered: "You deserve it too? Don't pollute the school."

Feng Jin's eye sockets were red from the pain, his nails dug into the flesh of his palm, and he let out a muffled snort.

"I thought you would be the same as before, going out to make money and begging me to love you. Feng Jin, you are nothing more than that."

Feng Jin bit his lip, the tips of his teeth were bleeding, and tremblingly said: "I won't destroy you and Xiao Hang."

"That's so lofty." Lin Yan laughed "haha": "I'm going to be deceived by you, I almost forgot that you are a lady who cheated on you for money."

Feng Jin's fists were clenched suddenly.

Lin Yan let go of his hand, watched Feng Jin fall to the floor, and said, "Go back, take the medicine before going to bed at night..."

"I don't want to eat." Feng Jin got up: "I'm really not sick. If you find a doctor, you'll know that I didn't lie to you, Lin Yan, I'm really well...

"It's up to you." Lin Yan called the housekeeper over and asked him to supervise Feng Jin to take the medicine.

Two or three hours later, the butler came to Lin Yan with a sad face: "Mr. Feng just refuses to eat."

"Don't you know how to pinch his chin and pour it down?"

Lin Yan was impatient.

The butler immediately took people to follow suit.

Fifteen minutes later, the housekeeper and five or six servants came to hand in business, and everyone was bruised and swollen.

"Master, this Mr. Feng...he...he...knows kung fu?"

Lin Yan nodded expressionlessly.

The housekeeper was about to cry: "Why didn't you tell us in advance... He was forced to take this medicine, but next time I won't die and come back a second time.

Lin Yan pondered for a moment, waved his hand, and drove the man to rest.

It was nine o'clock in the evening when Gu Qingrang arrived at Nagasawa Cafe.

There are not many people in the cafe, there are three or five people sitting here and there.

Shen Zhiyan asked him to meet here tonight.

It was not the first time he and Shen Zhiyan had met, but they had never been so nervous like now.

What is he going to say?

He had nothing to say at all, he had no memory, he didn't know what happened when Shen Zhiyu died.

He can't defend himself, and all the evidence points against him.

Lu Qingrang kept shaking his legs under the table, cowardly.

Before Shen Zhiyan came, Gu Qing asked the clerk in the store to order a cocktail.

He had already thought about it, when the situation was wrong, and Shen Zhiyan couldn't say it, he just had a glass of cocktail and got himself drunk.

Lu Qing asked someone to sit in a corner and waited for about four or ten minutes before Shen Zhiyan was wrapped tightly and arrived late

He was wearing a mask and a hat, revealing only those familiar eyes.

He nodded to Gu Qingrang first, said "wait for a long time", and then sat down opposite to Gu Qingrang.

"I'm going to speak directly, Gu Qingrang. I promised Jiang Yichen that I will not make the contents of this diary public." Shen Zhiyan shrugged, "Because of exposing my brother's affairs, I have already been accused by Jiang Yichen. The retaliation is terrible, so don't worry about this diary, I will not make it public."

Lu Qingrang didn't believe that the world would fall into the pie, let alone a poisonous big pie like Shen Zhiyan.

"What about your request?"

Shen Zhiyan took off his mask and smiled twice: "Leave the entertainment circle, and never come back again."

Lu Qingrang's brows were furrowed instantly.

Shen Zhiyan sneered, "Gu Qingrang, my request is not too much. Once the contents of this diary are made public, you will have no choice but to stay in the entertainment circle. For Jiang Yichen's sake, I will leave you It’s better to be decent and have a good time than to be a rat on the street and everyone shouts and beats you.”

"As long as you announce your retirement, I guarantee that this diary will never be seen by the fourth person. You should weigh it carefully. If you killed my brother, it is not too much to live in repentance for the rest of your life."

Shen Zhiyan didn't seem to intend to talk nonsense with Gu Qingrang, and got up to leave after such a long conversation.

Gu Qingrang frowned, and suddenly stopped him: "Wait a minute.