The actor wants to get a divorce

He explained the matter to Xia Feng carefully, then went to tidy up the kitchen and dining room, and finally returned to the bedroom, took off his clothes, and crawled into Gu Qingrang's bed.

With his back turned to him, Lu Qingrang moved his body, turned his head, and moved his lips, as if he had said something.

Jiang Yichen couldn't distinguish such lip language, seeing Gu Qingrang slightly opened his eyes, and directly covered his eyes with warm palms.

"Go to sleep, don't make trouble tonight, or I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."

Gu Qingrang realized that he might be bewitched recently, because he always spent the night in the same bed with Jiang Yichen for no reason.

It was at Jiang Yichen's house last time, and it was at his own house this time.

When he woke up, the seat next to him was already empty, but it was obvious that someone had slept in it, and when he touched it, it was still warm.

Jiang Yichen must not have been gone for long.

He could hear the sound of "Rock Dang Dang Dang Dang" in the living room. It used to be Jiang Yichen, who put on his slippers and ran out to have a look.

Four or five movers are carrying desks, sofas, and refrigerators to his house in a line.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Gu Qingrang called these people to stop. These workers took money to do things, and they didn't talk nonsense to Gu Qingrang. It didn't take long before they filled Gu Qingrang's house, and even installed dehumidifiers and heaters. That's called a speed.

Someone was talking outside the door, and Gu Qingrang walked over to take a look, and saw Xia Feng signing with the person who delivered the furniture.

"Bookcases, bookshelves, desks...well, it's all there."

After signing the papers and the furniture deliverer left, Xia Feng turned his head to look at Gu Qingrang, and smiled sarcastically: "The divorce still costs us Mr. Jiang's money, how shameless are you?"

Gu Qingrang: "?"

Hehehe, it's obviously your boss Jiang who rushed to spend money for your brother Gu, okay?

"The furniture is 17 yuan in total. Gu Qingrang, you are really a lucky person. If you split your legs, the white money will fly into your pocket. In the entertainment circle, you often use this trick." Bar?"

"Never mind your business." Gu Qingrang went back angrily with his chin raised, and pointed his nostrils at Xia Feng, "What I said is Jiang Yichen's ex-wife, even if we met on the road, your Jiang Boss has to be polite Smile at me, you are just a laborer in Jiang Yichen, who will let your big face put on airs in front of me!"

Xia Feng's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth fiercely, "Shameless."

Gu Qingrang was too lazy to quarrel with him, he had a headache looking at the furniture in the room, "Quickly ask someone to remove all these things for me, it's blocking your Grandpa Gu's eyes."

"This is President Jiang's order."

"Is he sick?" Gu Qingrang was furious: "I have rented this house with a short-term lease for three months, and it will expire next month. When the rent is not renewed, what should I do with these things? Get rid of it?"

"It won't expire."

Xia Feng frowned, and reluctantly took out a contract from his briefcase, "Boss Jiang has already bought the house for you."

Lu Qingrang's eyes lit up after a "rub".

mom!

He woke up with an extra suite!Also send furniture!

Seeing Gu Qingrang's expression, Xia Feng couldn't help showing sarcasm and disdain on his face, and said with contempt and disgust in his eyes: "However, Mr. Jiang said that in order to prevent the house from being sold again, the house is owned by you and Mr. Jiang. bought in the name of

Lu Qingrang's face turned dark instantly.

Oh, not his.

It belonged to him and Jiang Yichen, and he could only share half of it in future wars.

"Mr. Jiang said, as long as you are well, this house is yours, and his name can be ignored."

Lu Qingrang rubbed his hands, his attitude towards Xia Feng became much gentler, and he hinted frantically: "Actually, what, the car can also have two people's names written on it?"

Xia Feng gave Gu Qingrang a blank look, and put down the contract, "This is the new key to the house, Mr. Gu keep it."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

"Hey, Xiao Fengfeng, don't go!"

"That old car, I don't dislike old cars!" Jiang Yichen's old cars cost millions.

Xia Feng: "..."

Money can make ghosts turn millstones, he sees that rich Gu Qingrang can not only turn millstones, he can also kneel down and sing conquest.

Bilian is gone.

As soon as Xia Feng left, Gu Qingrang walked around his new home.

To be honest, his mood is not as happy as he said to Xia Feng.

He didn't understand what Jiang Yichen was going to do.

Cook for him, buy him a house...

Those who didn't know thought that Jiang Yichen was going to chase him again, but it's a pity that the ashes will be ashes again. Jiang Yichen once poured a basin of water on it, and there is no chance to rekindle it.

Lu Qingrang rested at home for two or three days, and then went to audition for a movie he had long watched.

The movie is a well-known foreign sci-fi blockbuster movie. Because it needs a Chinese character, the actor selection was specially conducted in China.

The audition went very smoothly. Lu Qingrang's image was changeable. He could play a man with strong bones, and he could also play a weak and sick man with the same vividness. In addition, he had a good appearance and superb acting skills. This foreign crew was almost the same. Gu Qingrang was photographed on the spot.

Another reason why the audition went smoothly is that there were not many domestic actors who came to the scene today.

For an actor like Lu Qingrang, who is a first-line actor and a movie king, he would never look down on playing a supporting role in a foreign movie.

Not to mention hard work, it’s still very unflattering. You may spend half a year in a foreign crew, and at the end of the five or six-minute scene, the audience will not remember your soy sauce face at all.

Xiaomi also didn't understand Lu Qingrang's participation in this audition.

"Brother Gu, foreign movies don't pay much attention to our Asian actors. After you go, you can only play a small supporting role from the leading role."

Gu Qingrang smiled and said nothing.

Of course he knew what Xiaomi was talking about, but this opportunity was rare, so he had to try it.

The movie was scheduled to start in January of this year. Gu Qingrang flew abroad to film the movie non-stop, even after years had passed. Before he left, he called Feng Jin and asked him where he was now. Withdraw from Yan, and go abroad with him to have fun.

Feng Jin only replied a few short words, "I'm leaving him."

Feng Jin was awakened by the sound of moving things.

He opened his eyes and glanced at the clock beside the bed, it was already past five in the afternoon.

Is Lin Yan back?

He put on a coat and went downstairs. He saw the butler talking to some servants. There were four or five large boxes at his feet, and he didn't know what was inside.

"What happened?"

Feng Jin walked over and asked in a low voice.

The housekeeper smiled happily, and said from ear to ear, "Mr. Feng, our Young Master Lin Yan is getting married!"

Feng Jin's mind froze, as if he had been punched by someone, and he was still in pain, looking at the housekeeper in a daze.

The housekeeper was immersed in joy, and didn't notice Feng Jin's dazed expression at the moment. He said happily: "The wedding date has been set, which is the second day of the new year. Master Lin Yan said that he wants to make a new year's fortune. Only he and Master Xiaohang can live a peaceful and beautiful life..."

He finally noticed Feng Jin's strange expression, "Master Feng? Are you okay?"

"Are you OK?"

Feng Jin came back to his senses, smiled lightly, and shook his head: "It's okay."

Is it the second day of the new year?

That is ten days later.

so fast.

"Oh yes, Master Feng, our young master said that because you are his most important friend, you will arrange all the matters of his wedding this time, and you will also be in charge of the best man, Young Master Feng. .”

Feng Jin's eyes darkened slightly, and the palm of his hand was pinched by himself.

After a long time, he heard himself speaking slightly tremblingly, the voice was hoarse and somewhat unlike his own: "Okay, I will definitely try my best."

Feng Jin opened the box, inside were some big red happy characters pasted on the windows when they got married, and some bright red garlands, very festive.

He closed the box calmly, turned around and went to the study to get a pen and paper, sat on the cold chair in the living room, and began to write word by word—

[Lin Yan's wedding arrangements, 1. Book a hotel, a five-star hotel. 2. Remind Lin Yan and Xiaohang to take wedding photos...]

When he wrote the words "marriage photo", Feng Jin's pen paused, and he couldn't keep it down.

He lowered his head and looked at the clear handwriting on the paper. The characters seemed to have stretched out black claws, scratching frantically in his brain.

He vaguely saw a lot of things he shouldn't have seen. His mother was sitting not far away talking, and the old man smiled at him... He felt that he couldn't breathe, so he held his head and muttered softly, "Don't you Speak up, I want to help Lin Yan arrange the wedding, stop arguing, stop arguing..."

Lin Yan drank a lot of wine with his friends today, and when he got home, it was already late at night.

"Master, there is sober soup, you can drink some."

Lin Yan took the cup, glanced at the paper on the dining table, picked it up, and saw the large characters [Wedding Arrangement] written on it.

From the address of the hotel for the wedding to the pick-up and drop-off of every guest, it is written in great detail without any omissions. There are even several shops where wedding photos are taken in the back.

Lin Yan's eyes turned cold, "Written by Feng Jin?"

"That's right, Young Master Feng really cares about you, Young Master. He knew you were married, and even entrusted him to arrange the wedding. He sat and wrote all night, raising his head every time."

"It's really hard for him."

Lin Yan sneered, took the piece of paper in his hand, turned around and walked to Feng Jin's room.

Feng Jin was reading a book on the bed, saw Lin Yan quickly looked up at him, and immediately turned his eyes back to the book.

Lin Yan threw the full plan sheet directly on Feng Jin's face.

"Feng Jin, you arranged for the marriage of the second young master of the Lin family to be so shabby? Huh? Why, you really don't want me to marry Xiaohang, right?"

Feng Jin closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up the paper at his feet, smoothed out the folds little by little, and said calmly, "Lin Yan, if you have any dissatisfaction about the wedding, you can tell me."

"Xiaohang is only 20 years old this year. I don't want to wrong him. For this wedding, I want the best. I don't need money. I just don't want to lose Xiaohang and don't want him to feel wronged, you know?"

Feng Jin squeezed the paper tightly in an instant, and after a long silence, he finally spoke: "One by one