We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

"Lonely and lonely... Then I will go back to accompany you in a few days~"

By the window of the room, the evening wind blew through the screen, Wu Chen was sitting on the window sill talking on the phone for four or five hours.

"No...I'm not lonely..." Bai Jiuruo said shyly, "It's just cold at night and I want someone to hug me...to sleep."

"Still saying it's not..." Before Wu Chen finished speaking, the phone's notification sounded, and a call came in.

It's the third time I've called, but I can't see the caller ID, so I don't know who it is. Wu Chen thought it might be Song Zhixi, but then he thought, he usually only needs to call once and he doesn't answer, and he won't call again. .

So this person is either not Song Zhixi, or Song Zhixi is in a hurry.

Bai Jiuruo keenly sensed that something might be wrong with him, because he stopped talking halfway.

"Are you busy? If you have something to do, you should do it first."

"Yeah." Wu Chen responded, but continued, "Recently, the temperature in the capital has dropped drastically, so don't sleep naked at night and catch a cold."

"You..." Only Wu Chen knew about Bai Jiuruo's habit of sleeping naked, and he said it on purpose, which made him very embarrassed.

Wu Chen knew that he would be embarrassed, he did it on purpose, narrowed his eyes and laughed, "Don't worry~ I really want to be naked, when I go back, I will make you unable to wear clothes all day at home."

"You—I'm dead!"

No need to think about it, Wu Chen knew that he must be blushing with embarrassment. The bed was so rough, what was he pretending to be?

He hung up the phone and looked at the caller ID of the call just now, it turned out to be He Jundong.

He was not in a hurry to call back, but thought about it for a while, and probably had a preliminary estimate of what he should say, so he dialed.

……

At eleven o'clock in the evening, guessing that the two of them would be back from filming soon, Wu Chen went to the door to wait.

He had already expected what He Jundong said on the phone, and he really wanted to bite back. Besides, Song Zhixi obviously didn't want to punish him so quickly, and wanted him to dance around for a few more days.

After waiting for a while, I heard the sound of the two of them arguing from a distance, "...you NG more than a dozen times today, I don't think you, the film star, will stop asking for it, the crew will scold you to death gone."

"If you scold, you can scold."

"Heh..." Zhou Han walked a few steps forward and bumped into Wu Chen who was standing at the door. He was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?"

"Of course I'm looking for your husband, otherwise I'm looking for you?"

Usually Wu Chen would not be so active looking for him when he was fine, so Song Zhixi also guessed what was going on, but he didn't mean to let Zhou Han avoid it.

"Don't yell, we are divorced." Zhou Han corrected him.

"You two are like this now, it doesn't matter whether you leave or not. You don't agree to remarry because you know that he will definitely pester you. If he really leaves you, I don't think you have time to cry."

The three entered the room, but Zhou Han was in no hurry to return to Wu Chen. He asked himself if Song Zhixi really left him, would he cry or regret it.

Every time the line of defense erected for him in his heart was shattered by him, bit by bit was eroded and disintegrated.

Probably in this life, if I really want to get entangled with him, I don't know if I owe him in the previous life.

But in front of outsiders, Song Zhixi looked more serious, and stopped hugging him, and sat on the sofa in a serious manner, pretending to be cold.

Zhou Han wanted to laugh seeing him like this. He didn't know if he was really pretending to be so cold. When he was alone with him in private, he talked a lot!

"Tell me." Song Zhixi said to Wu Chen.

"Someone posted the news of your divorce on a foreign media website, and the fact that your wife is Zhou Han and asked him to leave the house."

"Overseas?" Zhou Han questioned.

"A niche media website, so it hasn't spread yet. I asked Lao He to stop it and delete it." He continued, "This is [-]% done by Xue Xingchen. He still has some brains, and he dare not vote for domestic media. Sue him."

"Xue Xingchen?" Zhou Han said in a surprised tone again, "Why him?"

Song Zhixi kept silent, Wu Chen explained for him, "You didn't realize that he chased you a few days ago and suddenly stopped chasing you, don't you think there is something wrong with him?"

"……do not think so."

"It's good not to keep calculations in mind." Wu Chen smiled slightly, his eyes behind the glasses narrowed again, although he was smiling, it was unpredictable.

"It's also thanks to someone who has been protecting you, otherwise you should have seen through people's hearts long ago."

Zhou Han turned his head to look at Song Zhixi who was sitting next to him, "Hey - just say something, don't be so cold-faced, everyone has revealed that you are divorced, let's make it public."

Of course Song Zhixi will not make it public, it is not a matter of reputation, once it is made public, the marriage will be even more difficult to recover.

"When you remarry me, I will make it public." Song Zhixi paused and finished the rest of the sentence, "I will make it public that you are my wife."

Zhou Han immediately refuted him, with disgust on his face, "You better leave, I want to live a few more years."

The most terrifying thing these days is the jealousy of human beings. Song Zhixi's wife is the dream of Yangou and Xifan. If she exposes herself, she might be torn apart in public, and people might be horrified when she walks. attack.

Didn't the crew in Sioux City back then almost die.

Of course Song Zhixi knew what he was thinking. He didn't want to expose it before because he didn't want others to know about their relationship, and on the other hand, he was afraid that this would bring him trouble.

"Besides, I haven't agreed to remarry yet." Zhou Han realized that he was caught in it, and immediately changed the subject, "...Xue Xingchen, is he so reluctant to provoke Song Zhixi, a heartless, ruthless and inhuman scumbag? "

"Hahaha~" Wu Chen really couldn't hold back his laughter, but he was killed by Song Zhixi's eyes when he laughed halfway.

"Your wife scolds you like that, why are you staring at me?"

"Get down to business!" Song Zhixi raised his voice, but it was Wu Chen who was fierce.

"The real thing is, I don't think you should give him a way out. Since he is going to seek death, you should give him a ride." Wu Chen said seriously.

Song Zhixi didn't answer, he was thinking about the drama, but after thinking about it, it's not that there is no solution, it's just that it's harder.

Suddenly, a mobile phone ringing interrupted the conversation of the three of them. It was Song Zhixi's mobile phone that rang. He took out his mobile phone and took a look, Liu Rui.

Zhou Han was sitting next to him, and he saw it right away. He was allergic to this name, and when he saw it, he got a headache and his face was extremely ugly.

This is the art director of their company. Even if Zhou Han doesn't go to the company often, he still has a deep impression on this person. He is simply a noise collector. Once he opens his mouth, don't make him stop.

So at the moment Song Zhixi's complexion is not very good, he is hesitating whether to pick it up.

And Wu Chen guessed who it might be from the reaction of the two of them, and there was only one person who both knew and caused them both such a headache.

"Go ahead." Wu Chen said with a relaxed smile, "It must be something to call so late."

"..."

"..."

The two were in a tacit understanding and fell silent at the same time. The phone rang for a long time, and finally Zhou Han couldn't help but say, "Pick it up...you're the one to answer it anyway."

"..." Song Zhixi continued to remain silent, and coincidentally picked up the last bell.

As soon as he picked it up, he pressed the speakerphone, and everyone heard Liu Rui's high-pitched voice on the phone, "Boss, Boss, when are you coming back? The company is about to hang up, hang up, if you don't come back, my subordinates The artists are about to rebel!! You don’t know that you are not in that Ma Dong is doing things every day, forcing those artists to have sex with him, unspoken rules, and increasing the company’s commission for artists. In fact, he is greedy for the money , now he is sitting in your position, pointing fingers at us every day, yes, we are all too angry to speak up, what should we do, I beg you, come back quickly, the company is not important for filming or anything like that!"

Song Zhixi hadn’t had time to reply, or he couldn’t get in the conversation at all, so he continued on the phone, “When you were here before, we all said in private that you are not good, that you are not easy to control, that you are strict and unhuman. There is no human touch in being merciful, and now I know how good you are... No wonder you doubled the company's turnover when you were there. At least no one in the company dared to do anything during that time. Everyone was afraid of you I don't dare to die, but now... hey!"

"If you don't come back, I'll send someone to arrest you. If it's impossible, you can't come back. It's okay to let Manager Wu come back. Anyway, he is your manager, and he has some status in the company to talk about. Why don't you save me first, or I won't be able to survive and resign!"

At this moment, he should have finished speaking. Song Zhixi waited for a few seconds and found that he had nothing more to say. He was about to speak, but was interrupted again.

"Also...the company's financial side has also had some problems recently, and the financial director, Mr. An, is also very upset. Of course, it has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with it. The main reason is that my artist recently terminated the contract. There are too many of them, which led to the company's financial difficulties, but I can't help it... No one can control this matter except you, we are all small people and we can't control it, the most important thing is..."

Song Zhixi heard him gossip about the same thing, and finally interrupted him unbearably, "I don't have time recently, so let's wait for a month to talk about it."

Liu Rui continued to laugh at himself, as if he had never heard Song Zhixi's words at all. As long as he opened his mouth, no one could shut him up.

Zhou Han supported his forehead, covered his face and made a painful gesture, "Why are you using the speakerphone for nothing? You can suffer this kind of mental pollution by yourself. Why drag us?"

"I think it's okay..." Wu Chen spread his hands indifferently, and he happened to have no reason to look for a chance to go back, which gave him a perfect reason to return to the capital.

"If you're not free, I'll go back first."

Song Zhixi glanced at him, and said slowly, "You are really going back to manage the company for me?"

"Isn't it?" Wu Chen smiled, "Otherwise what else could it be?"

"Hey, Song Zhixi, weren't you the most caring about our company before? Why don't you care about it this time? I think you should go back too. You are not the protagonist in this play, and you don't have any important roles. Besides, you are about to be killed by me. I can't survive a few episodes, it's the same with you or without you." Zhou Han said with Liu Rui still chattering in the background.

But Wu Chen went on to say, "If you don't go back with him, he won't go back. After all, the whole world is not as important as him chasing his wife~"

The background sound on the phone was still going on, Song Zhixi felt annoyed and hung up casually, and even regretted answering the call.

"Oh, whatever. The company doesn't have my shares in the first place. Besides, I'm out of the house. If it's cold, it'll be cold."

"Oh, no wonder your father wants to drive you out."

Zhou Han poked Song Zhixi next to him, "Isn't there such a thing, he is obedient and capable, my father likes it as if he picked up a treasure, and these two people even plot against me together."

Of course, this "calculation" was just a joke, and in a fundamental sense, it was for his own good.

[The author has something to say: There is a joke on the Internet that if you want to make up the number of words in hydrology, you can add a chatterbox, so...don't report me~

Liu Rui is useful in the back!Really! 】