The actor wants to get a divorce

"You really don't want to have a wedding with me, and save something to remember when you get old?"

Lu Qingrang resolutely: "I don't want to."

Jiang Yichen nodded, and his brows tightened a bit: "Okay, then I can only go to refund 1000 million wedding venues, and 500 million haute couture wedding dresses... Oh yes, I won't do it anyway It's the wedding, and the latest Rolls-Royce Phantom I bought for you can also be returned..."

Lu Qingrang: "...No, wait, what phantom?"

Jiang Yichen smiled and said, "This year's newest car is sold in limited quantities around the world. One car is 2000 million. I have already paid the deposit. I want to give it to you as a wedding gift. Since you don't want it, forget it. I will let you buy it this afternoon. The assistant is ready to leave."

The corner of Gu Qing's mouth twitched.

return!

Jiang Yichen wants to return the 2000 million luxury car!Listen, is this still what people say?

Simply insane!

Lu Qingrang fixed the phone on the edge of the table and leaned against it, rubbed his hands together, and smiled "hehe"; "Don't, why return it? Actually, we can discuss this matter... Anyway, it's my birthday next month Now, it’s not impossible for you to give it to me as a birthday present.”

Lu Qingrang frantically blinked at Jiang Yichen, his smiling face froze.

Go to your uncle, hurry up and give me the car!

Jiang Yichen thought about it seriously, and then in Gu Qingrang's extremely expectant and attentive eyes, he uttered two words in a pleasant manner: "No."

Gu Qing made his heart ache.

Jiang Yichen looked serious: "Birthday is such an important day, in order to show my sincerity to you, I decided to give you a more valuable gift."

Even!have!price!value!

Lu Qingrang's eyes sparkled again: "Quickly say it! A house or a car?"

Jiang Yichen smiled: "Vulgar, I plan to give you a bracelet that I personally wove out of dog's tail straw, filled with my love for you, this cannot be measured by money, is it more valuable than a car?" ?”

A luxury car worth tens of millions suddenly turned into a dog's tail grass bracelet. Gu Qing made this senior money fan express his unacceptability, and his whole body was throbbing with pain along with his heart.

Your dog's tail grass, your whole family is a dog's tail grass.

Lu Qingrang was heartbroken: "Jiang Yichen, stop talking, I'm about to block you, believe it or not?"

The corners of Jiang Yichen's lips couldn't help but smile, holding back a smile: "You want that car that much?"

Lu Qingrang grumpily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I've been driving this car for a long time now."

Jiang Yichen's eyes deepened: "Then do you want to consider having a wedding? I won't return the car."

Lu Qing's eyes widened, and he almost didn't recover from his breath: "You are trying to trick me."

Jiang Yichen didn't deny it, and just nodded, "Yes, I'm just trying to lure you."

Gu Qingrang rolled up his sleeves and pointed at Jiang Yichen's nose: "You think I, Gu Qingrang, are such a vulgar person? It's just a car, and you want to take me home? It's just a dream."

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, and his shoulders couldn't help trembling because of the suppressed laughter.

Gu Qingrang: "I, Gu Qingrang, a legendary handsome man standing at the top of the entertainment circle, naturally cannot be moved by poverty, and cannot be subdued by might..."

Lu Qingrang: "It's only 2000 million, I don't care."

Lu Qingrang: "It's a big deal, I'll buy it myself."

Jiang Yichen: "Yeah, it's only 2000 million after all."

Lu Qingrang jabbed at the phone screen for 10 minutes.

Jiang Yichen was very face-saving throughout the whole process.

Until the end, Gu Qingrang's mouth was dry, he pulled up the chair and lay down on it.

Only then did Jiang Yichen smile and say: "Then, Gu Qingrang, who can't be moved by the poor and the mighty and can't be subdued, will you go to the wedding in Bali next month?"

Lu Qing asked a carp to sit up straight, aggrieved: "Go."

Jiang Yichen finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Qing made the old man blush, "Don't laugh. Take me to pick up the car tomorrow."

Jiang Yichen understands Gu Qingrang's temperament, and now he has picked up the car for him, maybe Gu Qing will give up the wedding to Gege.

"No, I'll mention it after the wedding."

Lu Qing let it go: "What if you play tricks?"

Jiang Yichen smiled: "You can announce the divorce on the spot."

Lu Qing was stunned for a moment, finally satisfied, and snorted twice: "I'm sorry you don't have the guts."

"Remember to ask for a leave of absence from the production team in two days, we have to try on the dress first."

─With a luxury car in hand, Lu Qing made his mood very beautiful, so he agreed without thinking: "Okay."

It's the weekend in two days.

Lu Qingrang took a day off from the director, and went to try on wedding dresses with Jiang Yichen.

The dresses are two sets of the same style, one black and one white, only some details are slightly different. Jiang Yichen specially found a designer from abroad to design it for him and Gu Qingrang. There are only two such dresses in the world. .

Lu Qingrang hugged his black suit, got into the fitting room, and fiddled for a while.

After he came out, Jiang Yichen had already changed his clothes and was waiting for him at the door.

Jiang Yichen's slender white suit dress is not as sharp and sharp as in the past, but a little softer. The bright sunshine in the afternoon is just projected from the floor-to-ceiling windows, making him extraordinarily peaceful, and the soft light from the top of his head is like a waterfall. It poured, drawing a long shadow on the floor.

His facial features were hidden in the halo of the sun, and his thick eyelashes seemed to be coated with a layer of warm yellow golden light. Gu Qingrang was stunned for a moment as if his soul had been sucked out.

Later, his wedding was grand and lively.

Reporters and media from all over the world overwhelmed the congestion in Bali, and the media praised it as a wedding of the century that was rarely seen in a century.

Jiang Yichen gave Gu Qingrang the best within his ability.

Envious of countless people.

But for Gu Qingrang, when he recalled the wedding, the first thing he thought of was that hot afternoon when he opened the door of the dressing room and saw him wearing a wedding dress for the first time.

It was as if someone had tattooed fine lines on his bones, and if it wasn't for the blown bones and ashes, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

Jiang Yichen lowered his head and adjusted his tie, and when he looked up, he saw Gu Qingrang smiling silly at him at a distance of five or six meters.

Jiang Yichen frowned, but couldn't help laughing twice: "What are you doing there? Come here."

Lu Qing let this just wake up like a dream, and hurried to Jiang Yichen's side.

He ran very fast, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he almost fell.

Jiang Yichen hugged his waist with his arms quickly, preventing Gu Qingrang from soiling the new clothes.

"I finally know what your fans mean when they say you're so handsome that your legs are weak."

Lu Qing asked to scratch his hair, patted and squeezed Jiang Yichen with his two paws, and staggered: "Jiang Yichen, today you are really..."

Jiang Yichen covered Gu Qingrang's mouth: "Well-dressed and dignified. I know."

Gu Qingrang took Jiang Yichen's hand away, and said anxiously: "No, today is suave and suave, and the jade tree is facing the wind."

Jiang Yichen curled his lips: "It's rare to hear your praise."

Gu Qingrang stared at Jiang Yichen's clothes for a long time, and said seriously: "Your clothes must be better than mine."

Jiang Yichen: "?"

Lu Qing asked to rub his hands, and reached out to pick Jiang Yichen's collar, "Take it off! I want to wear your suit!"

"Gu Qingrang, let me go! The sizes are different."

"What's wrong with my size? Take it off!"

The fashion designer from France saw two men fighting in the corridor... Uh, no, they were stripping clothes. With Gu Qingrang's "evil and devilish" laughter, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching twice.

The designer asked Jiang Yichen in French: "Are you satisfied with the clothes?"

Jiang Yichen noticed that there was another person beside him, he grabbed Gu Qingrang's arm, twisted it back, pushed the person to his side, and hugged him from behind.

Jiang Yichen looked at the designer and said in fluent French, "Excuse me, what did you say?"

"Are you still satisfied with the clothes?"

"Very satisfied, thank you for your trouble. My wife and I both like it."

The designer took a strange look at the black-haired man in Jiang Yichen's arms who was rubbing his leather shoes against his trousers, and the corner of his mouth twitched again, and he smiled: "Your wife is really a passionate person."

Gu Qingrang turned his head and looked at Jiang Yichen: "What did he say about me?"

Jiang Yichen smiled, "Praise you for being cute."

"I've always been cute, thank you."

After the designer left, Gu Qingrang hooked Jiang Yichen's neck curiously, "Jiang Yichen, can you even read French lips?"

Jiang Yichen nodded: "Yes."

"Why are you so good?"

Jiang Yichen bit his ear, imitating Gu Qingrang's words: "I have always been very good, thank you."

Lu Qingrang's ears burned instantly.

Jiang Yichen deliberately teased him: "A Rang, why are your ears so red?"

"Nonsense! I was bitten by a dog just now. Can I not be popular if I am poisoned?"

After taking the wedding photos, Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen went home.

As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Yichen was thrown onto the sofa by Gu Qingrang.

Lu Qingrang frowned: "Why? Public prostitution in the daytime?"

"Didn't it be fun to pick my clothes just now, keep going."

Lu Qingrang covered his eyes, and said, "He's not that rascal."

Jiang Yichen nodded, and then stripped Gu Qingrang into a naked steamed bun: "It's okay, I'm a hooligan."

It was only later that Lu Qingrang realized that he was quite cute, and Jiang Yichen was indeed very powerful.

One week before the wedding, Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen were about to leave for Bali to prepare for the wedding rehearsal.

Lu Qingrang sat on the bed, counting the invitations in his hands, feeling a headache.

"Hey, Jiang Yichen, do you want to send invitations to Lin Yang?"

Jiang Yichen had just finished taking a shower, and frowned upon hearing this: "If we don't post, it will appear that we are rude."

"But isn't Fu Ran your best man?" Gu Qing straightened his back and stared at the boss: "Tell me, if he fights with Lin Yang again

How to do? "

Due to what happened at the last wedding, Lu Qingrang felt that this was entirely possible.

The author has something to say

Aaron is a little rascal.

He would send something to Shen Zhiyan in the prison.

Hahahaha.

Fu Ran: I, Fu Ran, a professional best man.

Jiang Yichen: If there is a fight, you close the door and let Feng Jin go.