They say I have a husband

"Beep beep..." Wen Nian listened to the notification tone from the phone, waited for the call to connect, nervous and hesitant and desperate.

"You rebellious son, look at what good things you have done. You went to be an actor and caused such a big trouble for the family. Get out of here. I don't have a son like you." Scolding head-on, Wen Nian didn't even have a chance to speak, so he hung up the phone after scolding directly.

Wen Nian froze holding the phone, and then hurriedly called his mother, but didn't answer.

Wen Nian hurriedly called his agent again.

"Hello, who are you?" The manager had already deleted Wen Nian's phone number.

"I'm Wen Nian." Wen Nian held back his anger, he needs his agent to help him now, he can't anger Qu He now, otherwise someone will talk to the company's PR.

"Wen Nian, what's the matter with calling me right now?" Qu He casually looked at the photos on his computer. This is the first batch of new recruits this year, and he is picking out who he will bring along.

"Brother Qu, please help me talk to the public relations department about that matter on the Internet." Although it was a request, the tone was more of an order.

"You are no longer an artist under me. You should go to your agent for this kind of thing." Qu He said slowly, feeling very comfortable in his heart.

"Why didn't anyone tell me?" Wen Nian yelled angrily, without any image of a nobleman in the eyes of fans.

His eyes were red, his gaze was cruel, and his face was ferocious.

"Don't you think you can do everything? You think I'm useless, don't I fulfill your wish?" Qu He let go of the hand holding the mouse, and leaned on the office chair in a different position.

"Brother Qu, I..." Wen Nian was going to be humble and let Qu He forgive him.

"Okay, I have something else to do. If you have anything to do, go to your agent." Qu He didn't give Wen Nian a chance to speak at all. Instead of wasting time getting involved with Wen Nian, it's better to look at two more photos.

"Damn, bitch, everyone is snobbish, why didn't I let me out when I was making money, now I'm out of power, running faster than anyone else, just wait for me!"

Wen Nian scolded viciously, and smashed all the things that could be picked up at hand, and the room was crackling and a mess.

After Wen Nian scolded enough, he heard his stomach growling, and when he was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, he stepped on the broken glass, and Wen Nian fell directly on the sofa in pain.

Wen Nian couldn't move, so he took out his mobile phone angrily and called his assistant. The assistant's phone was always on the phone. After several times, Wen Nian knew that the assistant had blocked him. Wen Nian had no choice but to call 120.

It is not a mystery where his address is located in the paparazzi, especially after this incident happened on the Internet, more paparazzi stood guard at the door of Wen Nian's house, and when they saw an ambulance appearing, especially on a stretcher, they forgot to take it. Wen Nian, who covered his face with things, snapped wildly.

Wen Nian was furious, but he didn't have anything to throw away. Wen Nian hated these paparazzi, but the paparazzi didn't care about it. They took pictures of private things and were used to being hated. It's the real thing.

Before the ambulance arrived at the hospital, Wen Nian's headlines came out.

[Wen Nian's conspiracy was exposed, and he went to the hospital in a fit of anger and self-mutilation]

Wen Nian was so angry that he almost fainted when he saw the blood-red headline.

"Damn paparazzi, wait for me!" Wen Nian threw the phone out with red eyes, Wen Nian didn't look at anything, and just hit a nurse's hand, and the nurse's hand swelled up on the spot.

"Are you mentally ill? Our hospital does not accept mental patients. If you are sick, go to the fourth hospital immediately." A male doctor defended the nurse. He knew that this person was the one who had been in trouble for the past two days. He didn't like this person. , Now that she is so arrogant after being slapped in the face, she is a shrew.

"What's your attitude? Believe it or not, I'll report you."

"What kind of attitude? Doctors are not in the service industry. Why should I treat you well? I'm not willing to show it to you." The doctor directly threw the phone on Wen Nian, and there was a crisp sound of smashing, painful. Wen Nian didn't have the energy to make trouble anymore.

The doctor saw that Wen Nian was quiet, and the nurse pulled him again before giving up. The nurse was his friend Zhu Yuyun and his friend, and it was too late for him to be in pain. He was smashed by Wen Nian for no reason. He was nothing. The Holy Father will endure.

"So happy?" Li Junyu brought milk tea to Ou Heng from downstairs. Ou Heng was in the studio, but he was not painting. He was eating snacks and looking at his phone with, um, a weird smile on his face.

"Of course, this Wen Nian ended badly, hahahahaha..." Ou Heng held up his phone, his face bursting into a smile, Wen Nian had no power to fight back, and dared to step on him, heh, how could it be possible.

"Of course he can't be Baby's opponent. Drink some milk tea and eat too many melon seeds to make you thirsty."

"Yeah." Ou Heng took a big sip, the temperature was just right, "not sweet enough." Ou Heng smashed his mouth.

"That's it, no matter how sweet it is, it's not good for your teeth." Li Junyu told Aunt Min specifically that the sweetness of desserts at home should be controlled, and you can't listen to Ou Heng.

"Obviously there is no sweetness..." Ou Heng felt wronged, very wronged.

"Well..." <. )#)))≦

Li Junyu kissed Ou Heng's chattering little mouth, and gave a deep kiss with intertwined lips and teeth.

"Is it sweet enough?" Li Junyu let go of Ou Heng, and a silver thread emerged from the corner of his mouth, looking evil and charming, full of male hormones.

"Enough, enough..." Ou Heng blushed and didn't dare to look directly into Li Junyu's eyes, seeing that there was only a little milk tea left in the cup, Ou Heng felt that drinking milk tea in the future would be a mess... Woooooo, he What I want is not this kind of sweetness, although this one is sweeter...

"When you've had enough, be obedient, stop playing with your phone, and take a break."

"Hmm." Ou Heng now only knows hmmmm.

"Silly baby." Li Junyu smiled dotingly and rubbed Ou Heng's hair, "What should I do in the future?"

What should we do if we communicate in depth?He doesn't want to keep looking at a silly baby. Sure enough, this kind of thing will start gradually from now on.

"Huh? After what?" Ou Heng heard this sentence when he came back to his senses, and asked in puzzlement.

"Our future." Li Junyu smiled mysteriously and didn't tell Ou Heng. Ou Heng puffed up his cheeks, feeling uncomfortable ╯﹏╰, angry ╰_╯.

"You go out, I have to work." Ou Heng pushed Li Junyu out of the studio, and then locked the door, locking Li Junyu out.

Li Junyu stood for a while before leaving, and after Li Junyu left for a while, Ou Heng quietly opened the door, looking around, seeing no one outside the door was reassuring, Guoguo would be tired if he stood all the time.