The daily life of the popular celebrity ex

Zhu Jun did not admit this sentence, because he admitted that he might be screenshotted, so he directly beat the matter, but asked: "Last month's media conference, the picture you posted on Weibo, bought it from a proxy photographer. Yes."

The other party replied with a full stop, neither admitting nor refuting.But this time the confrontation was a tie, and each barely took a step back.

"The chestnut number, Subcutaneous should be replaced."

"Is there?" Zhu Jun's heart skipped a beat, but the news didn't come back very quickly.

"Lizi is never cute, look at his Weibo for the past half a month, he's huh every day."

"Maybe it's a change of style."

"Forget it, it's the company's fan with a monthly salary of 3000."

"Is there a hammer?"

"The mobile phone models are the same, so I forgot to edit the little tail."

The other party took a screenshot and came over, Zhu Jun rubbed the center of his brows, deliberating whether to tell Wang Qin that he could add money to get a new fan luck, and then saw the other party sent a message.

"You won't be bought by the company, will you?"

"No." Zhu Jun responded quickly to this message.

"That's good. I'm afraid that your account will be directly bought by the company, and I'm also afraid that you will lose your fans one day. You must not run away. If you run away, hot search + black draft + fan group turmoil is scheduled."

"It's not that exaggerated."

"If you want An Rui to get hurt, you can try."

"get out."

Zhu Jun replied to this one, and the other party sent a cute emoticon pack, and stopped replying.

Zhu Jun started to have a headache again. He felt that he was riding a tiger, and it seemed a little more difficult than he imagined to get out gently.

He didn't want to say goodbye directly to the black head, and he didn't want to perform wall climbing or take off fans, which would hurt the little fans who had been chasing him.

But let him continue to carry so hard, he is very tired.

——He doesn't want to love An Rui anymore, and he doesn't want to hang out in an environment where he can see An Rui every day.

An Rui finally sent a WeChat message to inform Wang Qin, telling her that the vest she had arranged for the fan luck had fallen off again. Wang Qin sent a wailing emoji and jokingly invited: "I will pay you every month, you Can you help run these numbers?"

Zhu Jun did not refuse jokingly as before, but replied seriously: "No, sister Qin, this is too cruel for me."

After a few seconds, Wang Qin called directly. He first apologized and said he was joking, and then briefly talked about An Rui's recent situation: "...An Rui has been filming in the crew recently, and he just took a day off. Pull over to the platform..."

"Jin Rui Films asked An Rui by name, and there is no way to refuse it." Zhu Jun interrupted Wang Qin softly, trying to stop the follow-up remarks.

But Wang Qin continued: "An Rui said that he saw you in the theater, and there is a high school student beside you. Is that child an adult?"

"Accompany him to the movies, and occasionally meet An Rui's premiere. He is an adult and I hired a nanny."

After Zhu Jun replied this sentence, I really wanted to hang up the phone.

"An Rui said that the boy looks a lot like him." Wang Qin spoke hastily.

"So what, you might as well tell An Rui that we have broken up, please don't pay too much attention to my life. What happens to me and that boy has nothing to do with him."

After Zhu Jun finished speaking, he breathed out a foul breath. He waited for a few seconds for Wang Qin's reply, and found that the other party had not spoken. He was about to hang up the phone, but he heard an overly familiar voice.

"You can talk to me directly, as I said, you can call me anytime."

Zhu Jun's brain began to hurt. He curled up in a ball on the wide bed and wanted to throw away the phone, but he held it tightly.

"..."

"Okay, I admit I was wrong, I just didn't want to be the one to call you first."

"..."

"Zhu Jun, you know very well that I still love you, and there will be no one by my side."

"..."

"Are you going to forget me? Are you going to find someone else?"

"..."

Zhu Jun opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word. His head was hit by a hammer again and again, and he had a splitting headache, but he couldn't find the reason.

Maybe there is no need to look for it, An Rui is the source of his pain.

Zhu Jun hung up the phone, breathing heavily, like a dying fish, he returned to the water.

An Rui didn't call him again, but just sent him a few messages via WeChat.

"When I saw that boy today, I seemed to see myself many years ago. Zhu Jun, if you can find a substitute like me, where can I find someone like you again."

"I knew a long time ago that no one will love me unconditionally like you, and you are the only love in my life."

"We were only separated briefly, weren't we?"

Zhu Jun read the message, and threw the phone into the mattress. After a long delay, he got up from the bed, slipped on his slippers, and pushed open the door.

He wanted to find wine in the refrigerator, and went down to the first floor, only to find that the light in the kitchen was on.

"Zhou Lan?"

"It's me, bro, I'm cooking instant noodles." Zhou Lan's voice came from the kitchen.

"Cook more, I want to eat too." Zhu Jun said loudly.

"Okay, brother." Zhou Lan responded quickly.

Zhu Jun found the nearest chair and sat down, ignored An Rui, and clicked on the interface of the cultivation game. After playing for less than 10 minutes, he heard Zhou Lan shouting at him: "The instant noodles are ready."

Zhu Jun responded, sat at the dining table, and ate noodles with Zhou Lan. Halfway through eating, he asked Zhou Lan: "Have you considered which school to go to? You can also go abroad if you want to. I will find someone to help you apply for a school."

"I'm going to college locally," Zhou Lan seemed to have thought about this issue, "I'll do some odd jobs while I'm in college, and then I can buy gifts for you, brother."

"You don't have to think about buying me gifts, and you don't have to think about repaying me." Zhu Jun said softly, "I'm lonely living alone. I'm really happy that you can live with me."

"Brother, what you said, I would think you like me a little bit." Zhou Lan picked up the poached egg with chopsticks and took a small bite.

"What if I really like you a little bit?" Zhu Jun said in a joking tone.

"Then after I finish the college entrance examination, how about just making a promise with me?" Zhou Lan's eyes sparkled, and what he said didn't sound like a joke at all.

"It's not good." Zhu Jun's attitude instantly became cold, "I was just joking to tease you."

"Oh." Zhou Lan lowered her head, really unhappy.