fifth year of divorce

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When Jiang Ling came back, I drank some wine the night before and fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling being pulled and pulled up.

"Xie Yaoyin, the news on the Internet is all over the place, how can you still sleep so soundly?"

I opened my eyes in a daze, and lay down straight again, "What's the matter? Am I cheating again or my private life is messed up again?"

"You're an asshole." Jiang Ling frowned, "You said you crashed a car while drunk driving, and you were secretly photographed."

I opened my eyes, feeling uneasy, "Damn, who the hell is drunk driving?"

"A car crash?" Jiang Ling sat in front of me, seeing that my forehead was still swollen, "Did you hit someone or was someone hit you?"

I was a little tired, and turned sideways, "I got rear-ended, it's no big deal."

"You haven't driven for several years? Why are you driving out at night?"

I said angrily, "Go around."

"Go to Weibo to clarify, now." Jiang Ling looked cold, obviously a little angry.

I turned on the phone, opened Weibo, and the trending search has dropped a few places.

What I took was a photo of my sports car parked on the side of the road with a broken headlight.

This angle of view was obviously taken by the owner of the car that was hit yesterday. It may have been randomly posted on the Internet, and it was picked up by netizens as my car.

[It looks like a bad habit brought back from abroad, dare to race in the inner ring at night]

[Is it drunk driving or drug driving, the relevant departments should check carefully]

[Do celebrities make so much money?Pagani Zonda Cinque is limited to five units in the world, worth 4000 million, right? 】

[I remember that this was a birthday present from Emperor Qin, right? 】

【It's so miserable to have such an ex. 】

【The matter of Xie Yaoyin has nothing to do with Emperor Qin, he is already divorced, so don't cue ahead】

I suddenly realized that I had probably been disappointed in this circle a long time ago. Looking at these malicious speculations, my heart was calm and I couldn't even get angry.

"If you don't respond, let them guess." I threw the phone away and went back to sleep.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Ling pulled me up, "If you keep guessing, the matter will escalate, and you won't be on the entertainment news tomorrow."

"Why should I satisfy their curiosity?" I propped my arms, squinted my eyes, and said in a harsh tone, "What if I responded, I just invited the owner of the car who was hit to come over to testify for me, netizens It can also be said that I am oppressed by capital, so why should I respond?"

"That's better than doing nothing." Jiang Ling persuaded me patiently, "I know you are wronged, but you have too much influence in this industry. If you don't say anything, the nature will turn into social news. It will be too late."

I sighed, "Leave me alone."

Jiang Ling frowned helplessly, "I'll speak for you."

"Can you just leave me alone?" I looked at Jiang Ling coldly, "I don't want to care about myself anymore, why are you meddling in my own business?"

Jiang Ling was a little sad, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your grandson really doesn't recognize his relatives."

After speaking, stand up and prepare to go.

I reached out and grabbed Jiang Ling's arm.

Jiang Ling turned his head and was about to shake off my hand, but when he saw my eye circles were red, he froze there.

"Jiangling." I looked up, with teary eyes, "Brother Qin doesn't want me anymore."

Jiang Ling patted the back of my head, "Why are you crying, didn't I want you long ago?"

I looked at him with a smirk, "Are you comforting someone?"

Jiang Ling's tone became softer, and he gently stroked my hair, "Okay, don't cry."

When I heard this, I felt even more aggrieved, and cried while hugging Jiang Ling's leg with my mouth curled up.

Afterwards, Jiang Ling felt disgusted and went directly to change clothes.

When Zhou Kong called, I panicked and threw the phone to Jiang Ling, "If you answer it, just say I'm dead."

Jiang Ling gave me a blank look, and then threw the phone to me, "What if he asks me to send the body over there?"

I bit my lower lip, "Brother Jiang...please, help me..."

"Now you know you're afraid?" Jiang Ling pressed the answer button and turned on the speakerphone.

"Xie Yaoyin! Where the hell did you die?!"

I pressed my ears and took two steps back.

Jiang Ling cleared his throat, "Director Zhou, I'm Jiang Ling."

The other side paused, "You tell me that little bastard to answer the phone!"

"He..." Jiang Ling glanced at me, "his leg was broken and he couldn't speak."

I pressed my temple helplessly, Jiang Ling can't even lie.

"Whether his mother's leg was broken or her mouth was broken, you tell that little bastard, if you don't come to the crew tomorrow, you won't be able to use it!"

Jiang Ling spread his hands helplessly, "Did you hear that, I told you to come over tomorrow."

I sat on the bed with my arms folded on my chest, with a look of death on my face, "No, you bastard really think I'm afraid of him?"

Jiang Ling froze, pointed at the phone, and whispered, "I didn't hang up."

"Xie Yaoyin!!! You just came here and kowtowed to me three times, I won't let you act anymore!!!"

Jiang Ling smiled and pointed to the phone, "This time I hung up."

I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jiang Ling with a sneer, "If you want me to die, you don't have to be so tactful."

Jiangling sent me to Qingtan Ancient Town early the next morning, and he hurriedly sent me to someone and left.

I wandered around the town for a long time, thinking about whether I should fold a few elm branches and carry them on my back to apologize.

After thinking about it for a while, if I add a second class to the crime of destroying the scene props, I will die if I don’t do this.

When I entered the set, I happened to bump into the assistant director, "Mr. Xie, you are here."

I whispered, "Where is Teacher Zhou?"

The assistant director pointed to the lounge, "It's in Teacher Qin's lounge."

I panicked, turned around and prepared to leave, "Then I'll come back later."

"Xie Yaoyin!" Zhou Kong's voice came over, and my footsteps stopped, "Get out."

I swallowed my saliva and went in bravely, only to find that He Nanquan was there too.

I lowered my head, not daring to look up at Qin Weiji at all.

The moment I stepped into the lounge again, I felt Qin Weiji's cold aura.

"Little bastard, I will let you go out for a few days and you will cause trouble for me!"

I leaned against the wall, a 30-year-old man, like a child who made a mistake, bowed his head and did not speak.

I tilted my head and took a sneak peek at Qin Weiji. I wondered if it was because of his illness. Qin Weiji looked a little thin. This weakness covered up the coldness in his eyes. His body seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, soft and tender. And mysterious.

I always feel that Mr. Qin is a cold person. He is cold when he is angry, cold when he is happy, and cold when his eyes are full of desire under the bed.

He is a person carved out of jade, and a soul made out of books.

Such a person, let alone Qi Lianyu, even ten Xie Yaoyins are not good enough.

How can I have a husband and wife with him?

"Xiao Xie, what's going on?" He Nanquan asked.

I didn't dare to make jokes in front of Qin Weiji, and said honestly, "I didn't drink and drive, I just rear-ended."

"Are you okay?" Qin Weiji's cold voice came, and I could hear some warmth.

I lowered my head and shook my head, "It's okay."

"Nanquan, now go and contact the owner of the car that was hit, ask him to post on Weibo to clarify the drunk driving, and then use my account to make a statement, saying that I drove the car."

"Not sent..."

"Brother Qin..."

"Listen to me." Qin Weiji raised his eyes and looked at me firmly, "Nothing can happen to the movie, and nothing can happen to you."

I frowned, my brows and eyes stained with a layer of decadence, "I don't agree."

"Then what do you say?"

"I do things alone." I looked at Qin Weiji, "I don't need you to take the blame for me."

Qin Weiji also looked at me coldly, "Can you afford it?"

"Deserved."

Qin Weiji suddenly smiled lightly, and my heart trembled when I saw it, "Xie Yaoyin, Xie Yaoyin, I didn't even know you could still take things seriously."

As if I had been slapped twice, I stared blankly at Qin Weiji.

I can't refute it, I've never taken on anything.

I just escape.

No wonder Mr. Qin looks down on me.

"This time I will bear it myself." I lowered my head and gritted my teeth, "If it affects the film's release or reputation, I will fully bear all the economic losses caused."

He Nanquan stepped forward and said, "Xiao Xie, it's not as simple as losing money. If you don't deal with it properly and affect the film, there is no way to explain to the company if you fail to send it. Director Zhou's hard work is also ruined. It doesn't matter if you spare it. What are the staff working hard for so long?"

I didn't even know I was 30 years old, how could I be so naive?

I can take care of myself, but I can't take care of others.

Without Qin Weiji's protection, what is the difference between me and a waste?