We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

Zhou Han bet that Song Zhixi could only be in three places, the crew, home, and company.

He is very boring, there are no entertainment activities, three o'clock and one line are daily routines, and now that he is famous, he doesn't dare to run around.

He probably won't be at home now, he usually doesn't go home during the day, but it used to be because he didn't want to see himself, and maybe now, he might be fooling around at home with his Bai Yueguang!

Now that he is divorced, he can bring people home in a fair manner, and he no longer has to sneak around.

But he still chose to go to the company first, because it is relatively close, in the city center, and his home is in the suburbs.

As a result, the door was stopped by the guard, "What are you doing, swipe your card to register."

Zhou Han looked at the doorman brother with a smile, "Brother, can you just pretend?"

"Don't get close to me, I don't know you."

"Okay——" Zhou Han looked at his disrespectful face, and stood there with his pockets in his pockets, "Can I call Song Zhixi?"

After speaking, he really dialed Song Zhixi's number, but he didn't expect the other party to answer in seconds.

But Zhou Han actually just wanted to make a symbolic dial and hang up. He just wanted to prove that he was still related, who knew that this guy would pick up in seconds!

Zhou Han was stunned by Song Zhixi's first sentence, "Hi, who is it?"

He deleted himself?

That's right, if they are divorced, they must delete each other's contact information. Zhou Han also deleted it at the beginning and then added it back, because he knows Song Zhixi's phone number by heart, so it doesn't make any sense whether to delete it or not.

"...Well, I'm sorry I made the wrong number."

Just as Zhou Han was about to hang up, the other party's deep voice came into his head, "Zhou Han... so coincidentally called my wrong number?"

Zhou Han couldn't argue, so he decided to stick his head out, "Are you in the company? I have something to ask you!"

"exist."

"Oh, let me in then."

Song Zhixi was silent for half a second, "But I don't want to see you."

"If you don't see me, I will stay at the door of the company. Are you questioning my perseverance or my ability to chase people?"

Zhou Han blocked Song Zhixi more than once. If he didn't see him, he would stand at the door and block him facelessly until he was willing to see him. This was commonplace.

"..."

After a long silence, Song Zhixi finally said, "What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter? Did you not know what you did last night?"

Zhou Han couldn't get angry when he thought of this, and he didn't expect Song Zhixi to ask brazenly, "Do you mean to buy you or to give a bad review?"

"Bad review!!!" Zhou Han grabbed his phone and yelled, "Where did I have a bad attitude? If you wanted to humiliate me, you humiliated me. It's been half a year since the divorce and I haven't provoked you. Yes... your hatred for me should be gone, maybe I have to kneel down and apologize to you!"

The voice over there was still very cold, "Then do you kneel?"

"Hey, if I kneel to anyone, I won't kneel to you!!"

After Zhou Han finished talking, he was about to hang up the phone angrily. Just as he put his finger on the end button, he heard the other party say, "Come in, the chairman's office."

Song Zhixi has been an actor and the chairman of the company in just three years from a college student who just graduated, and he is really outstanding!

It's no wonder that their Zhou family's forces were completely captured by him.

Zhou Han hung up the phone and said to the guard, "Your chairman let me in."

……

In the huge and spacious office, a handsome man sat at the desk and slowly put down the phone in his hand.

The bright sunlight shined on his exquisite face through the glass window, but he showed no expression.

A cigarette was held in his left hand. The man's hand was beautiful, with a wide palm, slender fingers and well-defined bones, and the curvature of the fingers holding the cigarette was just right and perfect.

A little bit of orange from the cigarette butt exudes hazy warmth in the empty and cold space, but it can't dispel the surrounding cold.

Song Zhixi seemed to be in a daze, the dense smoke engulfed his nose and eyes, his eyes were not anxious, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

The cigarette in his hand kept burning until it slowly extinguished.

Someone knocked on the door, he came back to his senses, and answered, "Come in."

Song Zhixi thought it was Zhou Han, but the door was pushed open by a slender white hand, and a man with long hair and a white shawl came in. The loose and intellectual coat can still outline his graceful figure, and his face is very beautiful , prettier than women.

And under the corner of the right eye, there is a light brown tear mole.

Bai Jiuruo closed the door, walked gently in front of Song Zhixi, and smiled lightly, "Xi, do you want to go out to eat together after work at night, or should I go to your house to cook for you?"

Song Zhixi looked at his smile, and smiled faintly, then threw the cigarette into the ashtray and said, "I can do it."

But Bai Jiuruo stared at his hand and said, "Why are you smoking again? Didn't you promise me to quit?"

"Habitually ordered one."

Bai Jiuruo looked at the ashtray, wondering if he had cleared it, but there was indeed only one cigarette.

"You never smoked before."

Seeing Song Zhixi's silence, he continued, "Three years with Zhou Han, you..."

"Can you not mention him!" Song Zhixi suddenly raised his voice, as if he was very disgusted with the name.

"...I see, I won't mention him anymore." Seeing that he was unhappy, Bai Jiuruo immediately changed the subject, "I'll prepare what I want to eat tonight."

"Well, whatever you want." Song Zhixi said, picking up the script in front of him, "I have to go to the set at night, just eat something."

"Okay, okay." Bai Jiuruo readily agreed.

He also has to manage the company and film, he knows that Song Zhixi has had a hard time in the past six months, and there is nothing he can do except for his heartache every day.

So he hesitated for a while, and then said, "Otherwise let Wu Chen... push your new play, anyway, you are now..."

"It's okay." Song Zhixi interrupted him, "You know me, I won't turn down the scenes I accept for no reason."

Yes, Bai Jiuruo understands his temper, this is his principle, and as his manager, Wu Chen, for the sake of profit, as long as a director comes to him and the show is good, he will accept it.

"By the way...Wu Chen told me that you went to a nightclub last night." Bai Jiuruo brought this up casually, pretending not to care.

Song Zhixi looked up at him, his eyes turned cold instantly.

"He still dares to tell you anything." Song Zhixi stopped looking at him, turned the page of the script, and continued to read the content of the next page.

"I also know that you are tired and want to release the pressure. I don't care if you want to play, but I heard that you bought someone, right?"

Song Zhixi finally knew the purpose of his coming to find him today - to ask the teacher for his crime.

He didn't know why Wu Chen told him this matter, and he didn't know why Wu Chen knew about it.

But think about it carefully, which nightclub in the whole capital he has never been to is not under his control?It's easy to get some news.

But he never expected to sell himself.

"Did he also tell you that I bought Zhou Han?" Song Zhixi didn't reveal himself. He felt that since Bai Jiuruo asked, he didn't plan to hide it from him anymore. Besides, Zhou Han was coming soon. He didn't think so. It is difficult to know.

This time it was Bai Jiuruo's turn to be silent, he didn't speak in a hurry and didn't show any other expressions, he seemed to know.

But he didn't speak because he was waiting for Song Zhixi's explanation.

Of course Song Zhixi knew what he meant, but instead of explaining, he asked, "You don't believe me?"

"I trust you... because I know that in order not to touch Zhou Han, you haven't had sex with him for three years, and you haven't had any intimate contact with him, so I trust you very much and won't have anything to do with him. "

After Song Zhixi heard this, he still didn't make any response in this regard. He frowned slightly and continued to read the script.

"You said, you married me after you divorced him, but it's been half a year..." Bai Jiuruo lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Do I have to wait another three years?"

"No." Song Zhixi softened his tone a little, but still only said these two cold words.

Bai Jiuruo knew that he was always cold. When he was in school, he was the school's grassroots. He was pursued by countless people, but he never spoke to any of the suitors.

And now he is recognized by the whole network as a high-cold male god.

So at this moment, Bai Jiuruo didn't say anything more, but turned around to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Song Zhixi, "You still need to pay attention to rest."

On the stretched slender wrist, there was also a string of white translucent agate beads.

Song Zhixi took the water, took a sip, and put it aside, his eyes never left his script from the beginning to the end.

Gao Leng is on the one hand, drama idiot is on the other hand, Song Zhixi actually doesn't like managing the company at all, he only loves his job - actor.

Bai Jiuruo also noticed it, and just stood aside without saying a word. He seemed to be waiting for something, but the phone rang suddenly.

I took it out and looked at the caller ID, and felt that it was inconvenient to answer it in the house, so I went out.

Song Zhixi saw that he answered the phone behind his back, so he didn't think much about it.

But I also roughly guessed who made the call and what the call was about.

It's just that within a minute, there was another knock on the door, and it was very bold, not like Bai Jiuruo at all.

Before he could respond, the door opened, and it was Zhou Han who came in.