The actor wants to get a divorce

Three minutes later, a series of passwords were sent to Gu Qingrang's mobile phone.

Followed by two words, cheap.

That's how Xia Feng scolded him blatantly.

Lu Qingrang rolled his eyes, and fucked your mother.

For Jiang Yichen, an old man, his tattoos were washed off by me, and he even learned to sing. Who is cheaper than whom?

If Jiang Yichen was deaf, Xia Feng would be blind, taking Jiang Yichen's salary and just farting all day long.

Lu Qingrang opened the door with the password.

Jiang Yichen's apartment is very luxuriously decorated, from the floor to the chandelier, there are four words written all over - "I am very rich", seeing it makes Gu Qing's heart itch, and he always wants to pry a piece of Jiang Yichen's floor Come down and take it away.

He didn't think about business until Gu Qingrang finished looking at Jiang Yichen's apartment.

Ma Dan, he came to find Jiang Yichen.

What about people?

Don't die there.

Lu Qingrang went to the bedroom and study, and finally found Jiang Yichen in the bathroom.

He slept in the bathtub, the water in it was icy cold, but his body was hot and scalding.

have a fever.

The fever was still unclear, and he passed out.

The water was so cold that people didn't know how long they had been unconscious.

Gu Qingrang looked at Jiang Yichen, whose head was lying unconscious on the wall of the bathtub, and frowned tightly.

Lu Qingrang slapped Jiang Yichen's forehead with a serious slap.

"The way of heaven is reincarnation!"

Jiang Yichen's forehead turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Gu Qingrang thought of the past seven years of feeding the dog, he was so angry that a slap was not enough, so he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Yichen's ear.

While tugging at him, he gloated and scolded: "You fucking man! Why don't you get along with me? Huh? Jiang Yichen, you still have today? Hahahaha..."

Lu Qingrang smiled, but couldn't stop laughing.

because.

Jiang Yichen woke up.

Not only did he wake up, but a pair of blood-red eyes were still staring at him.

Lu Qing's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and his right hand was still grabbing Jiang Yichen's ear, and Jiang Yichen's ear was bloodshot from being pulled by himself.

Oh shit.

He wants a dog leash.

Lu Qingrang even thought of his last words in an instant.

Jiang Yichen's eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse and tearing, and his gaze was full of danger: "Are you looking for death? You still haven't let go."

As if bitten by a snake, Lu Qingrang hastily withdrew his hand.

"You had a mosquito on your ear just now, I chased you away."

This was a clumsy lie, but Jiang Yichen didn't have the time to settle accounts with Gu Qing, his body was very heavy, his head was also heavy, his eyes were dotted with black and white daylight.

"Help me to bed."

"Why?"

Jiang Yichen panted: "If you don't help you, get out!"

The corner of Gu Qing's mouth twitched.

Oops, I still have a big temper.

Seeing that he has a fever and his mind is not clear, I don't care about you, Grandpa Gu.

Gu Qingrang walked over and fished Jiang Yichen out of the water.

During Jiang Yichen's illness, his skin was light red, and he was in good shape. His six-pack abs and mermaid line were very beautiful. What's more, one by one

Jiang Yichen reached out and pulled a bath towel around his waist.

Blocked Gu Rogue's sight.

Gu Qingrang pouted.

"It's all second-hand chickens. What's the treasure?"

Jiang Yichen's feet were floating on Gu Qingrang's shoulders, his voice was weak but obviously dissatisfied: "What second-hand..."

"Didn't you have sex with Shen Zhiyan?"

"When did this happen?"

"Just the day before we almost remarried." Lu Qing asked "Hmph".

Jiang Yichen squinted his eyes and struggled to read Lu Qingrang's lips: "I don't remember, but I never slept with him, I only slept with you."

Lu Qingrang helped him into the bedroom, put him on the big soft bed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said sarcastically: "There are still many things you don't remember, Mr. Jiang always forgets things a lot, it's normal to forget things. "

"You also forgot, why do you speak of me?"

"Ok?"

"You forget that you like me, you forget our past."

Gu Qing was taken aback.

Jiang Yichen's physical strength seemed to have reached a critical point. After saying this, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Qingrang sat by the bed, was silent for a long time, and then said: "Our past is not a good thing, it's good to forget."

Jiang Yichen said something in a daze, Gu Qingrang came back to his senses, and covered him with a quilt.

He had something to tell Jiang Yichen about that tattoo, he didn't want to lose money to Jiang Yichen, so it was time to make a break with Jiang Yichen.

On this early winter day, Jiang Yichen soaked in cold water for so long, and in the middle of the night, the fever became more severe, and his whole body was scalding hot like a stove.

Lu Qing asked Jiang Yichen to pat Jiang Yichen's face, and woke the man up: "Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

"I don't want to go."

"I don't want to go to the hospital. What do you want to do? Mr. Jiang, don't bother people, can you? I have work tomorrow, so I don't have time to play with you here."

Jiang Yichen's whole body was burning hot, and Lu Qing's heart constricted as his red eyes pierced.

"Then you go, I didn't ask you to come."

"I'm afraid of leaving you here alone. Tomorrow morning, the frightening Jiang will be burned into a three-year-old with an IQ of 20. Wouldn't that be a loss to the whole world? Are your fans still alive?"

"You never called me President Jiang before." Jiang Yichen shook his head.

"What's that called?"

"Brother Yichen."

"Bah, it's really disgusting."

Something rolled in Jiang Yichen's eyes, and his voice was a little weak: "A Rang, call me again, okay?"

"You have a fever, go to sleep, I'll find you some antipyretics."

Jiang Yichen stared at Gu Qingrang, and after a while, he closed his eyes, "I'm confused, I can't hear anything..."

Lu Qingrang looked at him and frowned: "Is your ear really cured?"

Jiang Yichen fell asleep and didn't answer Gu Qingrang again.

Gu Qingrang sighed, got up and left the bedroom, went to the 24-hour pharmacy downstairs to buy antipyretics and came back.

Jiang Yichen's tossing skills when he was sick was amazing, Gu Qing made it difficult for Jiang Yichen to take medicine, and Jiang Yichen clamored for Coke and chicken wings.

Uncle chicken!

Lu Qing couldn't take it anymore, he was a star who depended on his face for food, needed enough sleep and rest, Ling Xiafeng took out his phone and "snapped" to send text messages.

"Jiang Yichen has a fever, come here quickly!"

"He's about to die. If he doesn't come here again, I'll contact the funeral home and prepare to collect the body!"

Half an hour later, Xia Feng brought Ji Rulang over.

Ji Rulang carried a medicine box, took Jiang Yichen's temperature, and prescribed antipyretics and glucose.

Jiang Yichen's face softened a little, and he finally fell asleep obediently.

Lu Qingrang also heaved a sigh of relief, God, this night is over.

Looking at Ji Rulang's skillful technique, he suddenly asked on a whim: "Did you know that Jiang Yichen can't hear?"

Ji Rulang paused for a moment, then said: "I just found out, this kid is hiding deep enough, even I don't know it."

"His ears, really can't be cured?"

"He showed me the case a few days ago, and I took it to an ear specialist." Ji Rulang turned around and told Gu Qingrang: "He injured the auditory nerve, and this kind of damage is irreversible. There is currently no cure. Ways. But I think Ah Chen is used to it, people are creatures with strong adaptability, they can still live with broken arms and legs, it’s nothing if they can’t hear, don’t worry.”

"I'm not worried, I just want to know how his ears hurt."

Ji Rulang paused for a moment, he obviously knew something, and asked Gu Qingrang with great interest: "Do you still have fun with him?"

Lu Qing let out a "Huh?"

"If there is no show, you'd better not know. It has nothing to do with you, right? Don't ask for trouble."

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. I shouldn't talk too much."

Gu Qingrang scratched his hair.

Ji Rulang took a deep look at Gu Qingrang, and shook his head thoughtfully; "I'm taking care of you here, you go, be careful when you go out, you have a lot of news recently, if you are photographed again, you will be taken care of." It's easy to handle."

Gu Qingrang took a look at Jiang Yichen, felt a little uncomfortable, turned his head and left.

When I got home, the sky was getting brighter, and the night finally passed like this.

After Lu Qingrang announced his withdrawal from "Who's Whose Eyes", the program team had to temporarily find Shen Zhiyan, the regular guest of the first episode, to save the scene.

After the broadcast of two episodes, the ratings were not good, and the opinions of the fans were also very high.

[As soon as Lu Qing let go, the level of this show instantly dropped a lot. 】

[Yeah, Shen Zhiyan doesn't know anything, just talking nonsense without looking at the evidence. 】

【Are Mitujia fans happy now?Lu Qing let go and didn't see Mitu come back?That's what happened to a good fourth season. 】

【It's not that we forced Lu Qing away...】

【Hehe, if you guys hadn't chased and scolded Gu Qingrang all day, would Gu Qingrang quit? 】

On Shen Zhiyan's side, he thought that after Gu Qingrang quit, he would be able to take the position smoothly, but he didn't expect that the low ratings of the two consecutive episodes made the show crew no longer dare to use him.

Shen Zhiyan was anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

Since his debut, he has always had a gentle and pleasant personality. This show that emphasizes reasoning, logic and speed is really not suitable for him.

But just being replaced like this, Shen Zhiyan couldn't help swallowing his breath, not to mention, there were so many comparisons between him and Gu Qingrang on the Internet.

Shen Zhiyan could accept losing to others, but only Gu Qing couldn't.

That man killed his brother and took Jiang Yichen away.

He couldn't swallow this breath in his life.

But Gu Qingrang's popularity is so high.

Gu Qingrang no longer took care of Weibo, and only posted one or two posts for several months, but the number of Weibo fans "cracked" like a rocket and rose by tens of thousands every day.

Shen Zhiyan gritted his teeth angrily.

He sat in the living room all night, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he turned and went to the study, and pulled out the safe hidden under the bed.

In this safe is his last trump card.