After the Rebirth of the Film Emperor

About the decision to divorce, Li Shaohao didn't even inform the family members of both parties. He was tired of dealing with the accusations from the people around him, and he was afraid that others would question him, "Zhizhang would give up his life for you, how dare you mention the word divorce?" .

He couldn't answer this question, he didn't want to be forced to admit the fact that Wen Che disappeared.

Wen Che came back before, because of his dullness and stupidity, he lost it completely the moment he got it.

The lawyer drafted the divorce agreement the next day, and Li Shaohao didn't even want to go to see Ji Zhijun in person, even though Zhijun had all of Wen Che's memories, but a fake is a fake.

The lawyer was entrusted by him, and politely requested that Zhilong could temporarily conceal the fact of the divorce until the divorce procedure was completed.

Ji Zhizheng was uncharacteristically calm, he signed his name on the agreement, and the property that Shaoyao Li distributed to him was enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

The huge amount made Ji Zhizheng suspect that Li Shaoyao was paying Wen Che's rent for occupying his body for a year.

But Ji Zhilong was never short of money, he was a member of Ji's family anyway, and his material wealth could be guaranteed.

He is not short of money, he is short of love.

If money can be exchanged for love in this world, he is willing to lose everything for it.

The cooling-off period for divorce is 30 days.

Ji Zhizheng began to count down the time until he had Li Shaoyao.

He was very obedient, Shao Yao told him not to reveal it to his family, so he really kept it a secret, even Ji Qingshan didn't tell.

He is not stupid, as long as he tells grandpa, grandpa will definitely uphold justice for him, and things will turn around.

But he knew that the consequences of doing so would only make Li Shaoyao hate himself even more.

He was used to being spurned by thousands of people, but he didn't want Li Shaoyao to be one of them.

Half a month after the awards show ended, Ji Zhizheng went to various places of fame and fortune. The outside world didn't know that his relationship with Li Shaoyao was collapsing, and they still flattered him as a personal character. It's a pity that Ji Zhizheng couldn't handle this honor at all.

He is a confused person, but he is exceptionally sober in some respects.

For example, he was soberly aware of how much he weighed, and he was soberly aware that those people who smiled at him at the banquet had other intentions in their hearts, either for fame or profit, just like his adoptive father.

If Li Shaoyao was around, he wouldn't have to deal with this group of people himself, if Wen Che was still in his body, he wouldn't be so helpless that he wanted to escape.

Now, the two "talismans" have left him, and Ji Zhirong stands alone on a high place that does not belong to him.

The cold wind blew across his body like thousands of silver needles passing through his chest.

He wanted to escape.

He wanted to step down from this altar and be an ordinary person, but unfortunately there were no steps behind him, only a cliff.

Once he retreats, the ensuing turmoil of breaking the contract and voices of doubt, the confusion of his family members and the resurgence of the theory of "waste" will shatter him to pieces.

He can't move forward, as long as he enters the group, as long as he stands in front of the camera, his fake "actor king" will exist in name only.

All that Wen Che brought to him was what he had imagined and expected. The things were very good, but it was a pity that he really couldn't afford them.

If it was Ji Zhilong who was 10 years old, he might be able to change his life by himself, but he is already 22 years old, the prototype of his life has been set, and all gifts are too late.

Half of Ji Zhilong's life was stolen by Zhang Yunwen, and time cannot flow backwards. The debt owed to him by Zhang Yunwen and Zhang's adoptive parents will never be repaid in this lifetime.

He didn't think about collecting debts, but the debts came to him on his own initiative.

He didn't know how many times he had insomnia this month. When the phone vibrated, he could hardly regain his senses. When he picked it up, there was a rough and hoarse voice on the opposite side, as harsh as if someone had poisoned his throat.

Ordinary people would hang up the phone directly, but Ji Zhijun didn't, because he could tell that this was his adoptive mother Sun Lin, the woman who gave him more or less maternal love when he was a child, the one who was dragged down by her husband, killed by gambling, and finally helped the evildoer woman.

Ji Zhilong knew she was not a good person, but compared to his biological mother Xia Yilan, he was more willing to call Sun Lin "Mom" for the rest of his life, at least Sun Lin once treated him as his own son, although this memory was as short as It was a blink of an eye, but it was the only sweet memory in his life in the past 22 years.

Sun Lin hesitated to speak, and the background voice was noisy: "Nongnong, you are finally willing to answer the phone, why did you ignore me before... I am in the hospital now, and the doctor said that I have a tumor on my body, and I need an operation. 10,000+, I... how can I have so much money, nongnong, can you...can you save my mother?"

"........"

Ji Zhilong knew that Sun Lin was in poor health, and he also secretly helped the adoptive mother two years ago. Later, a peer in the same village couldn't stand it anymore and quietly told him that the money was actually used to pay Zhang Lai's gambling debts.

Now it's the same rhetoric again, he doesn't know if he can still believe it.

During the few seconds of his silence, Sun Lin coughed a few times, and a nurse beside her cared for her and asked her if she was going to the emergency room.

Seems to be really sick this time?

"Nongnong, it's good to give mom some money for medicine." Sun Lin begged.

"I'll transfer the money to you, and it's the same card as before." Ji Zhirong said.

Sun Lin said helplessly: "That card is controlled by Lao Zhang, and the transfer is useless. Can you come here in person and settle the medical bills for mom? I'm in the central hospital in the city...Nong Nong, you have a year I don't care about mom anymore, I'll take care of you, you really can't bear to ignore me..."

Ji Zhilong's heart softened, after all, it was his adoptive mother who raised him on the other end of the phone.

He got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and when he walked out of the second bedroom, he suddenly remembered that when his adoptive father frightened Wen Che during the recording of the variety show half a year ago, Li Shaohao sent someone to guard the door of Zhang's house. He shouldn't have come to the city, but he quickly convinced himself that he must be seriously ill to go to the hospital.

He turned on the light and went downstairs, the house was empty, Li Shaoyao put this villa under his name, now he is the only owner of this house, but not the owner of this family, even Ah Jing was "fired".

No one interfered with his liberty, no one prevented him from showing mercy.

He decided to go to the hospital and pay more money this time, and then completely draw a line with the Zhang family.

Before going out, Zhimo remembered again that Young Master once told him, no, it should be Wen Che, "Don't have any contact with people from the past, even if you did, at least let me know."

Zhimo called Shaoyao, but the other person didn't answer, so he could only send a WeChat message, telling him his plan. In order to wait for a reply, he deliberately stayed at home for 10 minutes, but he didn't wait for Li Shaoyao's reply.

He realized that Li Shaoyi just didn't want Wen Che and Ji Zhijun's past to be entangled endlessly, but if it was Ji Zhijun himself, then let him go.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, Zhilong drove into the night alone.

·

Li Shaoyao was lying on the cold floor in a daze, with two empty whiskey bottles in his hand, and a goblet was dumped on the ground, the brown liquid spread out strange liquid shapes on the ground, and the liquid splashed onto his wrist superior.

He drank a lot, drank a few bottles and finally got himself drunk, then fell down on the floor of the living room in the dark, staring at the bright sky in the sky with his dull eyes, never focusing too much.

He worked hard during the day to regain Wen Che's inheritance, but at night he got drunk alone.

How stupid he was, only now did he realize that the words and kiss in the car that day were Wen Che's final farewell to him.

Going around, people who aren't him will never be able to hold it in their hands, and in the end the bamboo basket fetches water in vain.

He was so immersed in self-torture that he didn't even notice that the cell phone that had accidentally slipped under the sofa vibrated a dozen times.

It wasn't until the moon was replaced by the sun, the soft moonlight turned into dazzling sunlight, and the cold floor was baked until it was slightly warmed by the summer day, that Li Shaoyao recovered a little sanity. He heard the phone ringing, sat up from the ground, and thought Chaos, slight tinnitus, hangover leftover symptoms are really exhausting, he reacted for a long time before moving his eyes to the mobile phone on the table.

The lawyer called Li Shaoyao's work phone, and when the sun was high, the other party actively reported the progress of recovering the inheritance on the phone, telling Shaoyao that Lu Yuankong had been sued successfully in court.

This was the only piece of good news today, but Li Shaohao couldn't laugh, he knew that he was just fulfilling Wen Che's will.

He went into the bathroom and washed his face, the face in the mirror was full of traces of a recent hangover, it was shockingly haggard, it seemed that it was not Ji Zhimeng who lost his soul, but Li Shaohao.

He forced himself to cheer up, asked the driver to drive and wait downstairs, his focus of work these days was on recovering Wen Che's inheritance, even the group's affairs were pushed to the senior management.

Before going out, he didn't remember that he still didn't have a personal mobile phone with him. After the door was closed, the room returned to silence, only the vibrations under the sofa came and went.

-

This is the 25th distress call broadcast by Ji Zhilong.

The people guarding him outside did not know that he had a mobile phone on him, and he had even successfully called the police.

But the signal here was very poor, and it was interrupted immediately after being connected. After several attempts, he realized that it might be a specific signal interception.

Only Li Shaoyao's number could be reached without any hindrance, but it was useless because it would not be answered at all.

He tried again and again, like a poor man lighting a match in the snow. When the fire was lit, he gave birth to hope, and when the fire went out, he fell into despair again, and the cycle repeated dozens of times.

Until the phone's battery turned red, until the skylight from the small window dimmed.

The door was kicked open from the outside, and a man with a scar on his face dragged Ji Zhilong up from the ground like a chicken. Coincidentally, the phone slipped to the ground at this moment, and the battery on the screen Before the warning went off, the man with the scar picked up his phone and glanced at the call log. The string of 110 was particularly conspicuous.

He threw the phone against the wall, and it disintegrated in an instant.

Ji Zhilong was trembling all over, he was taken out of a dark room and thrown into a bright living room.

"Boss, he called the police."

The man with the scar said to the man in the suit sitting in the middle of the sofa.

Ji Zhilong recognized that this was the biggest creditor of his adoptive parents.

The creditor didn't make a statement when he heard that he called the police, but Zhang Lai, who was beaten up with a bruised nose and face, was impatient: "You white-eyed wolf, you dare to call the police! You want to send me and your mother to prison together?!"

Ji Zhilong shifted his gaze to Sun Lin again, this woman who used family affection as a cover and disease as a lie.

It was she who tricked him into the alley of the hospital, who was complicit in the kidnapping.

Sun Lin lowered her head, not daring to meet Zhi Rong's gaze.

Ji Zhilong's remaining expectations for family affection collapsed completely.

"Your parents have been in debt for ten years and haven't paid the money. I can only find you, a big star." The creditor smoked a cigar, gasped for a moment, and continued, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. As long as the money is needed, you can help them pay back the money.”

Zhilong: "...how much?"

Creditor: "5000 million principal, 1000 million interest."

"It's not much." Sun Lin said in the corner: "You've made a lot of money now, and this amount of money is not much to you. If you pay it back, Mom won't bother you anymore..."

Ji Zhirong asked desperately: "When did you never say that?! Am I your cash machine? Why don't you ask your own son to ask for it?!"

Sun Lin: "..."

Ji Zhilong looked at the creditor again, "I don't have so much money, I still can't pay."

Creditor: "I guessed it, that's why I kidnapped you, as long as the young head of the Li family has money."

"...He won't care about me. I've called him so many times, but he didn't answer any of them." Ji Zhilong's eyes were already stagnant, and he said in a calm voice: "Why don't you call him like before? If I sell it to someone else's bed, I might be able to earn money back for you, anyway, I'm not worthy of being a human being, I'm just an item, play with it as you like, throw it away as Young Master Li does, as you like, as you like..."

"Tsk, why is your mentality the same as withered grass?" The creditor was puzzled: "You are a famous person after all, and your situation is much better than before. Why do you still want to be an item for power and sex?"

"To tell you the truth, Zhu Rui and his group are about to be killed by the surnamed Li. I don't dare to do that kind of business again, but it's only natural to pay back the debt. The young master who wants to come to the Li family can understand my intentions. If the money is in place, I will never hurt a hair of your hair."

He took another big puff of his cigar, "Young Master Li should already know that you are in my hands by now, it depends on whether he is willing to come to rescue you."

·

As soon as Li Shaoyao left the law firm, he received an inexplicable email. When he opened the email, he found that he had brought his mobile phone with him at work. The emails were usually handled by Chen Qing, and he rarely read them himself.

Originally, he glanced at it and didn't intend to pay any further attention, but he had an inexplicable premonition in his heart, and warned him to see it with his own eyes.

After he got into the car, he clicked on the email.

The content is simple and rude, "6000 million for Ji Zhiyong with all beards and tails".

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until he saw the photo of Zhi Rong lying in a corner with his hands tied.

Then a phone call came in, warning him not to call the police, they just wanted money.

Li Shaoyao quickly understood the tortuous relationship between them.

Ji Zhilong fell into the trap of the Zhang family's adoptive parents because of his soft heart, and is now tied up in the hands of his creditors.

He once asked someone to watch Zhang Lai and his wife, but he didn't expect that the other party would take advantage of him. What's more, he didn't expect that Ji Zhilong still had stupid expectations for his adoptive parents.

Now is not the time to be angry, even if he is not Wen Che, Li Shaoyao will not refuse to save him.

Naturally, he would not be trapped by a group of low-level gangsters.

His communication equipment cannot be easily monitored by these people, so it does not prevent him from calling the police.

All the rescue is handed over to professionals, who only need to collect the money.

The 6000 million cash needs to be transported by car.

In just two hours, Li Shaoyao coordinated the money and plans.

Under the instructions of the police, he drove the car containing the money to the creditor within the agreed time.

The other party didn't expect him to be so forthright, and was eager to inspect the goods. The piles of RMB piled up in front of the group of people made the Zhang family's eyes straight.

"The money has been delivered, where is Ji Zhirong?"

Li Shaoyao glanced around, except for a house, there was no place to hide people.

The creditor asked his younger brother to drive away the car containing the money, and then waved his hand, and Ji Zhilong was pushed out of the house.

Seeing his disheveled face, Li Shaohao hated that iron could not be made into steel. Although this idea was very inappropriate, at this moment he could somewhat understand why the members of the Ji family rejected Zhini so much before. There was a reason for everything.

"Come to my side." He stretched out his hand towards Zhilong.

Ji Zhilong looked at his face carefully, neither the joy of saving himself nor the joy of confirming that he was safe, only impatience and indifference.

It's like he ignored his calls for help all day and night.

He would come to save himself today, probably out of pity.

Ji Zhizheng couldn't help but think, if the kidnapping happened today was an employee of his company, or an ordinary friend, even a dispensable outsider like Ah Jing, Li Shaohao would not stand idly by, maybe these people could still get him. A word of concern.

Only Ji Zhijun was unworthy.

Seeing that he stayed where he was, acting like a fool, Li Shaomu had no choice but to take two steps forward. The police were ambushing within the surrounding walls. As long as they knew they were out of danger, the police could take action. Before the police were exposed, the group of debt collectors Most people have been fascinated by money, and will not deliberately do hurtful things.

Even if the chances of winning are certain, it is a kidnapping after all, and delaying time increases the risk.

He didn't understand what Ji Zhilong was hesitating about, because he was anxious, his tone became a little rushed:

"Ji Zhirong, what are you in a daze for? Come to my side!!"

Ji Zhizheng took two steps back, which actually widened the distance between him and Shaoyao.

When he retreated, Li Shaohao couldn't help thinking too much, and he even began to suspect that Ji Zhimeng and the Zhang family were in the same group, just to cheat money.

He wasn't Wen Che after all.

"Is it because of the 6 million?" He stared into Zhi Rong's eyes, speculating on his current motives with the greatest malice, "It seems that you are going to return to the quagmire of the Zhang family and continue to live the rotten life of the past. In life, since you don’t want to stand up, it’s useless for others to help you. You go back, go back to the den of thieves behind you, and go back to Zhang Nong before. If you let yourself fall, who can save you?!”

His every word pierced Ji Zhilong's heart like a sharp arrow.

Zhilong didn't understand why the pain was still so severe even though the heart disease had disappeared.

He really wanted to retreat, he would rather have a cliff behind him, step on the air and fall to pieces, and dare not try to get close to Li Shaoyao again.

For Li Shaohao, he has thousands of tender feelings for Wen Che, and he also has thousands of knives waiting to stab Ji Zhiyun.

Ji Zhiyong was more afraid of pain than Wen Che. He was scared and wanted to run away, but before he could run away, he saw Zhang Yunwen jumping out from the tree trunk. go.

"Be careful!!"

Ji Zhizheng rushed out, pushed Li Shaoyao away, and used his body as a shield, the dagger sank into his stomach, when the handle of the dagger was soaked in blood, a shot was fired from the left side, Zhang Yunyan's temple was shattered, and he fell to the ground staring.

The police rushed in.

Li Shaohao hugged Zhimo's soft body, the dagger was not yet in his abdomen, blood kept gushing out, but Zhimo smiled in his arms, his eyes reflected today's sunshine, under the sunlight, it was Li Shaomo No more indifferent face.

"...Is this my end?" Zhiyong choked out a few mouthfuls of blood, "It's better not to come back, now it's like this, instead, it's even more painful..."

"You'll be fine..." Li Shaoyao's eyes were red, he wanted to find a doctor, but Zhi Mo held his hand.

This was the first time that Zhijun, who was only Ji Zhijun, held Shaoyao's hand. He pressed the palm of Shaoyue's hand to his face, and his palm was also warm.

He finally understood why Li Shaoyao coveted the warmth of Wen Che's palm, it turned out that this was the place of peace of mind.

In the end, he was greedy for Li Shaoyao's warmth, and he said in relief, "I'll return Wen Che to you, so don't hate me, okay?"

The ring on the middle finger glowed with a faint blue light, and Ji Zhilong closed his eyes as if relieved.