The actor wants to get a divorce

Lu Qingrang quit XX movie

I have to say that Jiang Yichen's crow's mouth is quite clever, and the comment below is quite exciting.

Lu Qingrang's diehard fans were the first to bear the brunt.

[Support all decisions made by Pippirang! 】

[Where Pippi is, our fans will be there! 】

[It's too embarrassing, it's been more than half a month since I went abroad, but I didn't act anymore?Just pat your ass and go back to China? 】

[Hahaha, I laughed so hard, thanks to the fans bragging about how good Lu Qingrang is, he can act in a movie that is shown all over the world. There is no one before or after, this is really a slap in the face. 】

[Fans stop bragging, this has all been driven back.It's a shame to throw it abroad. 】

[Lu Qingrang quit by himself! 】

[Otherwise, don't say that, do you still have to say that you were kicked out of a talent show abroad? 】

[Never mind your business. 】

【Actually, I feel that Lu Qingrang does not have the spirit of contract. 】

[He has a fart contract spirit!It was not the first time he had done such a thing before quitting a variety show and terminating the contract at will. 】

[Hehe, now scolding Lu Qingrang for not having the spirit of contract?It was the same group of you who asked Lu Qing to quit the variety show and get out of the entertainment circle, right? 】

Lu Qingrang turned off the phone, and let them quarrel online.

Although it is a pity to withdraw from this film, I do not regret it.

Gu Qingrang stayed with Xiaomi in the hospital for two days, and then Gu Qingrang took the plane back to the country. Before boarding the plane, he used his Weibo account to send a photo of himself in the hospital.

Looking at the photo of the courtyard, then looking at the blue sky above his head, he took a deep breath.

Lin house.

"Young Master Lin...Young Master Lin!"

The frightened servant broke into Lin Yan's room, the room was empty, how could he have forgotten, at this point, Lin Yan should still be in the gym.

He was thinking about the scene he saw at the door of the study, his legs were trembling, and as soon as he turned around, he bumped into someone solidly.

When the servant saw the person coming, he fell to the ground in fright, and crawled back with both feet.

Feng Jin's whole body was hidden in the darkness, but his face was as white as a ghost's. He tilted his head, smiled, and stared straight at him.

The servant's scalp was numb, and his voice was trembling: "You...you are not mentally normal! I want to tell Young Master Lin..."

Barefoot, Feng Jin approached step by step.

The servant kept backing away, and his head was hit by a hard object. It was a wall, and he had no way to escape.

Feng Jin has lived in this villa for more than a month.

He is silent, quiet, gentle.

No one would superimpose such a little sheep with the red-eyed and sneering Rakshasa at the moment as a person.

Feng Jin squatted down slowly under the servant's horrified gaze, his voice was hoarse, like a yellow leaf crushed in autumn, withered and lifeless: "Don't tell Xiaoyan."

The servant nodded desperately.

Feng Jin pointed to the door of the room: "Did you see them?"

The servant looked away in horror, and glanced in the direction of his finger.

The empty doorway, only the lights of the corridor poured in.

The servant's body was trembling. If Feng Jin hadn't been staring at him, he would have screamed out in a second.

"Don't be afraid, they are my closest people, they are here to pick me up." Feng Jin lowered his voice and smiled strangely: "So don't tell Xiaoyan, I will leave with them soon."

The servant nodded frantically.

This is so unacceptable, is this madman going to strangle him to death here?

"What are you doing?"

─A voice suddenly sounded from behind, Lin Yan came back from the gym.

Feng Jin turned his head, looked at Lin Yan who still had a towel hanging around his neck, got up, and said like a kitten: "He came to clean the room and accidentally fell down, I asked him if he was injured.

Lin Yan looked suspicious: "The servants at home never clean the room at this time."

"I asked him to come up and clean."

Feng Jin looked at the servant.

The servant's shoulders were trembling, and his voice was trembling: "Yes, that's right, there is hair on the bathroom floor, so Mr. Feng asked me to come up and clean it up."

Lin Yan turned his gaze to Feng Jin, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Let's go out after packing up."

The servant went out with limp hands and feet, and only Feng Jin and Lin Yan were left in the room again.

Lin Yan turned on the light in the room, noticed the paper tightly held in Feng Jin's hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Have you finished writing the new plan?"

"It's finished." Feng Jin smoothed out the paper in his hand and handed it to Lin Yan: "Look, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, I will revise it later."

Lin Yan lowered his head and glanced at the content on the paper. In fact, the first version written by Feng Jin was already satisfactory enough. He deliberately found fault, so he asked Feng Jin to rewrite it for the second time. Come up with a little problem.

Lin Yan suddenly smiled and nodded: "Okay, it's very good, there's nothing wrong with it, it's perfect."

Feng Jin nodded: "As long as you like it."

Lin Yan's temper flared up again, he grabbed Feng Jin's collar and threw him onto the bed, and tied Feng Jin's wrists to the bedside with the tie on the bedside.

Feng Jin opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, his eyes were a little empty, and muttered to himself: "Don't look."

Lin Yan was immersed in his actions and perceptions, only thinking that Feng Jin was talking nonsense, pressing down on him fiercely, venting his emotions for the past few days.

Feng Jin looked at one after another of the black figures crouching in the air, those voices drilled into his ears like cotton needles, trying to pierce the eardrums.

"A traitor! You are really a scumbag!"

"Feng Jin, it would be great if you followed me, come with me, I will love you..."

"Xiao Jin, listen to your uncle. Uncle beats you for your own good. If you are obedient, why would he beat you?"

"Xiaojin, it's not easy for mom in this family, you can't stop mom from pursuing her own happiness, right?"

"I raise you, but you dare not listen to me? Then get out! Don't live in my house!"

Veins gradually stretched out on Feng Jin's neck, his eyes were blood red, his hands looked like a dying person, he thumped twice, and screamed: "Don't look! Don't look!"

Lin Yan covered Feng Jin's eyes with his hand, "Xiao Jin, don't be afraid, no one will see it."

Feng Jin's long eyelashes swept over Lin Yan's palm, and two sobs came out of his throat.

When Lin Yan finished, Feng Jin had already fallen asleep, he carried Feng Jin to the bathroom to wash, and then stuffed Feng Jin back into the quilt.

He was tired and exhausted, hugged Feng Jin tightly, and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, he was woken up by the people around him. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jin standing by the bed, fully dressed.

"I'm going to take wedding photos today."

Lin Yan woke up in a daze, his head was still confused and in a trance, Feng Jin's figure was floating in front of him, he said a hoarse and low "hmm", stretched out his hand to hug Feng Jin, and asked him with a coquettish smile : "Would you like to wear a white dress?"

Feng Jin's body froze, he turned his body around slowly, and put his cold palm on Lin Yan's forehead.

"Xiaohang is already waiting for you downstairs. He is very suitable in a white dress. Don't worry, you are a match made in heaven."

Lin Yan's eyes opened instantly.

Seeing the person in his arms, the disgust in his eyes could hardly be concealed, "Shut up about what happened last night, if you miss a word in front of Xiaohang, I want you to look good. .Remember your identity, you are now a mistress who can't stand on stage."

Feng Jin's head drooped little by little.

After Lin Yan got dressed, he handed over an address: "This is the address of the store. I've already made an appointment for you. You and Xiao Hang can go directly there."

Lin Yan put on his tie in front of the mirror, without looking at the piece of paper, and sneered: "You also go with me, you are the chief planner of the wedding, and Xiaohang and I went to take wedding photos, how can we miss your absence?"

Feng Jin stretched out his hand in the air for a long time, then silently took the thing back and stuffed it back into his pocket.

In the next second, Xiaohang jumped up and down, and ran in with a cheerful deer.

─Hugging Lin Yan: "Lin Yan!"

Feng Jin subconsciously avoided his gaze, and the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

"Xiaohang." Lin Yan turned around and rubbed his hair gently with a smile.

"Brother Feng Jin, hello."

Feng Jin nodded, he felt that he was restless in this room, and when he was about to leave in silence, Lin Yan suddenly said: "Xiaohang, you have to thank Feng Jin, he is the chief planner of our wedding."

Xiao Hang smiled brightly: "Brother Feng Jin, thank you, I really like the wedding you arranged for me."

Feng Jin couldn't make a sound out of his throat, he lowered his head and let out an "um", and left quickly.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Yan and Xiao Hang came down from upstairs holding hands.

Feng Jin got up from the sofa and followed behind them. The three of them went to the photo studio to take wedding photos.

During the whole process, Feng Jin followed Lin Yan and Xiao Hang, running back and forth, fetching clothes and shoes for them, just like a qualified servant.

Xiaohang was young, and he was still very novel about everything. He chattered and dragged Lin Yan to try on all kinds of nice clothes.

On the contrary, Feng Jin stood aside, acting as a wooden stake, feeling exhausted and flustered.

He handed over the clothes to the accompanying clerk and planned to go to the bathroom.

After Lin Yan had chosen the clothes to wear for the wedding, he turned around and realized that Feng Jin had disappeared.

"What about people?"

The clerk replied with a smile: "Mr. Feng went to the bathroom."

Lin Yan let go of Xiao Hang's hand: "You wait for me here", then strode towards the bathroom.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Lin Yan froze for a moment.

Feng Jin was standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, his face was pale, his lips were moving, his eyes were flushed, he was staring straight at a certain direction in the mirror, and he was talking in a "gumble".

"who are you talking to?"

Lin Yan's voice suddenly dropped by three points.