Little wolf dog, he always wants a divorce

In early June, "The Lone Star Doesn't Change the Night Light" ended perfectly.

Although this drama is an American drama, the starring, screenwriting, editing, and persuasion are all online, and the plot makes the audience want to stop, crying and laughing, so it has harvested a lot of drama fans.

Geng Xinghe and Fu Siran also climbed to the top because of this, and officially became the top stream. It can be seen from the daily super talk and artist topic hot list-the two are basically in the first and second, and they are far away from other small fresh meat. Get left behind.

The number of Fu Siran's fans has skyrocketed to more than 4000 million, and the number of reposts and comments on each Weibo is frighteningly large, especially on June 6rd, the Weibo he posted:

@Fu Siran: Today is my birthday, thanks to the company for giving me a day off to celebrate my birthday [Show teeth] Ladies and sisters, I am temporarily closed today, everyone should be happy^^

100w+ retweets (the maximum number that can be displayed on Weibo), 80w+ comments, and 300w likes.

The number one hot search of the day is #Fu Siran生日#.

In addition to his Weibo, there are also a lot of gossip on Weibo. It was discovered that the birthday gift given to him by Fu Siran's brother Fu Sixing was the right to name an asteroid, and his grandfather bought him an island in the Pacific Ocean directly. give him……

The comments of the fans are all kinds of funny:

@横敦的年上小姐: As a fan of Ran Ran, I deeply feel that I am unworthy

@我家宝贝燕灯: I suddenly understand why Ran Ran basically doesn’t accept endorsements... His worth can only be accepted by Mercedes-Benz, Tomson Yipin, La Mer, Vacheron Constantin, etc... But his fans are also we and buy it sorry [goodbye]

@我是一个虾球: The little prince needs to act well, if he doesn’t act well, he wants to go home and inherit billions of dollars[doge]

@横良的盖lash: Thank you everyone, I am very happy to be Ran Ran’s wife[doge]

@星河暴满起rise: I'm a little worried about Geng Erha [doge] can afford to marry?How much is the dowry [doge]

@半夜呀味吃吃炒鸡: This is a man who obviously can rely on his family and appearance to make a living, but he insists on acting [erha]

……

"What, what about reading the comments?" Jiang Miao looked at Fu Siran who was doing styling and playing with his mobile phone with a funny face, "You make such a fuss, the fans are going crazy, right?"

Shen Rongyan couldn't help laughing: "It means, why do you let this kind of thing go out, those who don't know think I'm showing off my wealth!"

"This is what Brother Yang means, and it's also what the company means." Jiang Miao leaned on the dressing table in front of the mirror, looking at him with a smile, "Low-key when you should be low-key, high-key when you should be high-key, since your family background It has been exposed, and it doesn’t matter if you let out some rumors occasionally, in the future, advertisers will know that you are worth a lot, and other low-end brands will not come to you for endorsement, this is your commercial value.”

"I know. I always feel that it's a bit too high-profile." He used to be a film star, and the most high-end brand was a certain luxury men's clothing, which was also won by Han Shenglai for his commercial value.

"It's okay, the company will take care of everything for you!" Jiang Miao said with a smile, "Today is your birthday, and there will be a bright moment later, so don't worry about such things, dress up handsomely, be happy, wait I see relatives and friends are in better condition."

Shen Rongyan couldn't suppress the corners of her lips: "Mmm!"

He is the protagonist of today's birthday party. Relatives and friends of the Xie family (except the Zhong family), as well as relatives and friends of their family, will come.

I also greeted him about the general process. In addition to the main processes such as cutting the cake and eating the cake, Xie Jiacheng, as his other half, also gave him a birthday present in public.

Up to now, only Xie Jiacheng's gift has not been received yet.

"Come slowly, smile happily."

After finishing the styling, Jiang Miao insisted on taking a picture of him as a souvenir, so he had to stand up straight and look at the camera with a smile.

"Wait, I'll use my Weibo to post a picture of you to attract fans, hee hee."

Looking at Jiang Miao's happy face, Fu Siran knew that he was not only posting on Weibo, but also posting it to Xie Jiacheng—this guy is a CP fan, and he wished for them to be good. Generally, he would take photos of looks that he thought were good-looking for Xie Jiacheng to see.

The person in the mirror is wearing a white silver-trimmed suit and a pink bow tie. His black hair is combed back neatly, revealing a fair and delicate face. .

Shen Rongyan looked at himself and thought, what would Xie Jiacheng think when he saw himself like this?

Will it feel different?

Although today is his birthday party, it is not a day off. Xie Jiacheng still went to work, but according to Mama Xie, he will come back early to change clothes.

Shen Rongyan knew that Xie Jiacheng was a well-educated and filial person. In today's day, even if he really didn't like him, he wouldn't make it too obvious, so he would definitely come later, and he would give enough to himself and Fu on the scene. Family face - I don't know what kind of expression he will have when he gives himself a gift later?

Finally, it was six o'clock in the evening, and the banquet was held as scheduled.

Accompanied by Mrs. Xie and his own mother, Shen Rongyan greeted the relatives and friends who came. These people are all people with good relationships, and he is not too tired to deal with it.

Looking around, the grand banquet hall that can accommodate more than 100 people is already full of guests, and the main stage that looks like a starry sky is empty. Only the electronic screen in the center is showing his photos and videos from childhood to adulthood.

At the main table, his grandfather, grandpa Xie's, his father and father Xie were already sitting there.

"Is Jiacheng still here?"

Although there was noise all around, he still keenly caught Xie's mother's voice - she was not far away, pulling Xie Jiahui to ask anxiously.

Xie Jiahui's expression was a little calm: "It should be a traffic jam on the road, and just sent me a WeChat message to say that it's coming."

"That's good……"

Shen Rongyan listened, and the anxiety in his heart fell to the ground, and the anticipation and joy overflowed again.

On the wide road, night fell, and the surrounding street lights were already lit.

In the black Mercedes-Benz, Xie Jiacheng, who had changed into a black suit, was driving the car. The dim streetlights had scattered into the car from the lights of the oncoming car and landed on his handsome face, adding a little bit to his serious profile. very holy.

At this moment, the phone rang.

He thought it was his brother who was urging him again, so he tapped the answer on the steering wheel without looking at it:

"Hello? On the way..."

"Jia Cheng—"

He froze for a moment, and glanced at the car display screen, was it Su Yingying? !

He frowned: "Why are you calling again?! I have nothing to say to you!"

"Jiacheng, I know you won't forgive me, the Su family has abandoned me, I've been forced to nowhere, and now even you won't forgive me... I decided to bid farewell to this world just like Shen Rongyan , so at least you can still think of me, right?"

Su Yingying was talking over there, but actually smiled.

Xie Jiacheng felt that he was unreasonable and angry, and was about to reprimand him, when he rushed to say:

"Jiacheng, remember, I died for you, for you...beep..."

"Damn it!" Xie Jiacheng couldn't help but pat the steering wheel. Seeing that he was about to choose a lane, he glanced at the things on the co-pilot, with a serious look on his face, as if he had made up his mind, he slammed the steering wheel to the left. Immediately rushing to the left-turning lane, there was a piercing "click" of the brakes, and the car almost drifted, turning around and driving away.

Soon it poured into the rolling traffic, like a tiny grain among thousands of stars.