I turned wild after kicking my ex

After Jiang Jing left, Jiang Cunjie called his assistant and asked him to check Jiang Jing's record of going abroad.

He didn't believe that his younger brother, who was so affectionate, would give up so easily.

Half an hour later, the assistant called back, saying that Jiang Jing had indeed bought a ticket for the return flight in the afternoon, and that he had already boarded the plane.

Hearing this reply, Jiang Cunjie let go of his hanging heart.

His younger brother usually doesn't have much scheming, but when it comes to Qiu Tianwen, he can do anything.

Jiang Cunjie put away his mobile phone contentedly. He went back to the basement and saw Xia Xue curled up in a corner, wondering what he was thinking.

Jiang Cunjie stood in front of him with contemptuous eyes, and sneered, "Still thinking about your bad show?"

Xia Xue stared blankly at the wall in front of him, "You ruined my last chance."

Jiang Cunjie didn't take it seriously, he wished that Xia Xue would not be able to act. Without him, Xia Xue could only be an unknown [-]th-line starlet, who could be sneaked by any executive he wanted, and he would never get his turn Filming as a leading role.

Jiang Cunjie said lightly: "If you want to make a movie, uncle will spend money to make it for you in the future. You can choose any role you want, and you can choose it yourself."

Xia Xue looked up at him, his clear eyes showed stubbornness and childishness, and insisted, "I'm going to make this movie."

"The director of the National People's Congress has replaced you, what a fart you are." Jiang Cunjie snorted, "Even your boss doesn't care about you now, and my younger brother even charged me liquidated damages. Even if I let you out now, you will Can't make it."

Xia Xue remembered the wink Qiu Tianwen gave him in the video, and stopped talking.

Jiang Cunjie thought that Xia Xue had given up, so he pressed him under him with a sneer, and said "be honest with me from now on", and was about to do something interesting, when suddenly something pierced his waist.

He took out a mobile phone from his suit pocket, which belonged to Xia Xue.

Xia Xue was captured by his subordinates that day, and Jiang Cunjie confiscated his mobile phone to prevent him from secretly contacting Qiu Tianwen's little boy.

Jiang Cunjie turned on the phone casually, wanting to see what Xia Xue had done behind his back during this time.

As soon as it was turned on, dozens of text messages and missed calls popped up, all from Du Ling and Qiu Tianwen, and there were a few with Brother Wang's number on it.

Jiang Cunjie casually clicked on a few text messages, looked at them, and said with a sneer, "Look at Director Du getting so angry, you should burn incense and worship Buddha if you don't get your legs broken when you go back."

Xia Xue thought, if Mr. Qiu bumps into you, he will break your leg.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID on the screen flashed the word "Brother Wang".

Jiang Cunjie narrowed his deep eyes, turned the screen to Xia Xue, and said in a deep voice, "Who is this person?"

Cold sweat broke out on Xia Xue's back. He said no one, and reached out to grab the phone, but Jiang Cunjie hid him.

Jiang Cunjie put his knee against Xia Xue's lower abdomen, pinned him down, pressed the answer button in front of Xia Xue, and turned on the loudspeaker.

Wang Yiming's voice came from the receiver, "Xia Xue, you finally turned on the phone. Where have you been? Are you okay?"

Xia Xue listened to Wang Yiming's voice on the phone, and then saw Jiang Cunjie's gloomy face, his body became stiff, and a chill came up from the soles of his feet.

Before Xia Xue could reply, Wang Yiming yelled several more times, "Xia Xue, are you listening?"

Jiang Cunjie's eyes seemed to be covered with ice, and he said in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you?"

There was an instant silence on the phone.

A few seconds later, Wang Yiming questioned, "Who are you? Why are you holding Xia Xue's cell phone?"

Jiang Cunjie thought it was funny, and raised his chin at Xia Xue, "Tell him, who is your uncle?"

Xia Xue's mouth was tightly pursed, refusing to make a sound, but was pried open by Jiang Cunjie with his thumb, and the knee on his leg pushed hard towards his chest, Xia Xue suddenly gasped in pain, "Uncle, it hurts..."

The voice on the phone became short of breath, "Who the hell are you? What did you do to Xia Xue?"

Wang Yiming was obviously in a hurry, and even his usual aloofness and indifference disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Cunjie said slowly: "I have done many things to him, both on and off the bed, what do you want to hear?"

Wang Yiming quickly realized something, and his voice sank a few times, "You are the one who kidnapped Xia Xue, right?"

Jiang Cunjie avoided talking about it, "You are still a treasure for a rotten bastard, boy, you have quite a fucking taste."

Wang Yiming didn't seem to want to talk to him, and his tone was threatening, "Give Xia Xue the phone, or I'll call the police."

Jiang Cunjie was almost amused, "You report it, before the police arrive, I guarantee that this little bastard will not even have his last breath."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cunjie smashed the phone and grabbed Xia Xue's neck fiercely, "You little slut, you yell at Brother Wang so fucking intimately, no wonder you refuse to come back, you just want to climb up a tall branch Kick me aside, huh?"

Xia Xue was almost out of breath, and his legs kicked feebly.

Jiang Cunjie patted his face, full of humiliation, "You don't even think about it, how far this little star can help you, maybe he's still being fucked, and in the end he didn't ask me here."

Xia Xue's cheeks turned from pale to red, and he grabbed Jiang Cunjie's corner of his clothes as a show of weakness, and tried to explain: "Uncle Jie, I have nothing to do with him."

Jiang Cunjie was furious, that photo could barely explain the need for acting, but now all the wild men were calling him, and his words became more and more unscrupulous, "Little bitch, if you dare to cuckold me, I will kill you!" you."

A sudden burst of rapid mobile phone ringing in the basement interrupted Jiang Cunjie's movements.

Jiang Cunjie took out his mobile phone and saw that it was his subordinates calling. He frowned, let go of Xia Xue reluctantly, and went outside to answer the phone.

"How could there be a problem with the goods? Didn't I tell you to be careful at the time, are you fucking free? This can all be caught?" Jiang Cunjie lifted the trouser chain he had just pulled down, and said angrily: "A group of people Useless rice bucket, I will find trouble for Lao Tzu."

He hung up the phone, went back to the basement to get his suit, and threw down threats while putting on his coat, "I'll settle the score with you when I come back."

Xia Xue recovered from the suffocating environment. He gently grabbed Jiang Cunjie's trousers, and said humbly and flatteringly: "Uncle Jie, I want to take a bath, but I don't feel well."

Jiang Cunjie didn't know what he thought of, and said with a half-smile: "Fuck you, keep your things, and give me a big fat boy."

Xia Xue only thought that Jiang Cunjie was talking crazy, he is not a woman, how could he be pregnant?

Jiang Cunjie didn't intend to talk so much with Xia Xue. With this little bastard's temperament, if he knew that he was given birth pills that day, he would definitely fight him desperately.

Jiang Cunjie kicked him, "Did you hear that?"

Seeing that Jiang Cunjie had no intention of letting go, Xia Xue wrapped the quilt tightly and turned over, and stopped talking.

If he hadn't been in a hurry to go out to deal with business matters, Jiang Cunjie would have taught him a lesson. He kicked Xia Xue's phone aside and strode out of the basement.

Xia Xue looked at the heavily closed iron door and heaved a sigh of relief. He went to the wall and picked up the phone. The screen had been trampled to pieces.

The old guy would take it out on his stuff.

Xia Xue lay back on the mattress tiredly, his body was sticky and uncomfortable, he looked at the ceiling, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he fell asleep drowsily.

When Xia Xue woke up again, it was impossible to tell whether it was day or night outside the window. He was very hungry. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the half piece of bread in the corner. Half a loaf was eaten.

At this time, there were faint voices outside.

Xia Xue managed to get up from the mattress. He came to the door, put his face on the door to eavesdrop, and vaguely heard the servant's surprised voice: "Young master, why are you here?"

Then Jiang Jing's deep voice sounded, "I dropped something in the basement."

On Qiu Tianwen's side, seeing that a week is about to pass, there has been no news from Jiang Jing's side.

Just as he was about to call Jiang Jing, Du Ling's voice sounded behind him, "Heaven heard."

Qiu Tianwen turned his head and looked, Du Ling seemed to have just returned from filming, with no expression on his face, he strode up to him.

Du Ling asked: "What's the matter, is there any news from Xia Xue?"

Qiu Tianwen was silent for a moment, "Not yet."

Du Ling sighed, "It's been almost a week, can Jiang Jing really bring Xia Xue back?"

Seeing that Qiu Tianwen didn't speak, Du Ling said sternly: "Tianwen, I only waited so long for your sake. If Xia Xue hasn't come back before Monday, I can only change to a new actor."

Qiu Tianwen said in a deep voice: "I know, you don't have to worry about me."

Temporary strike is very irresponsible, Du Ling can find a reason to change the leading role at any time, not to mention that Xia Xue was only able to get the leading role because of Qiu Tianwen's recommendation.

Du Ling sighed, patted Qiu Tianwen on the shoulder, turned and left.

Qiu Tianwen's mobile phone screen was still stuck on Jiang Jing's mobile phone number. He collected his emotions and dialed Jiang Jing's phone number. Only a cold mechanical female voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off... …”

Qiu Tianwen's eyebrows twitched, and there was a faint bad premonition in his heart.

He regretted thinking that he shouldn't have left the matter to Jiang Jing. After all, Jiang Cunjie was still Jiang Jing's brother. If he didn't make friends, wouldn't Jiang Jing still be able to tear himself apart?

Qiu Tianwen's heart sank inch by inch, so he turned to his assistant's phone and told him to help him buy a plane ticket back to China tomorrow.

After the text message was sent, Qiu Tianwen was about to get up and go back to his room to pack his things. At this moment, he heard a staff member not far away shout excitedly, "I'm back! The lead actor is back!"

Qiu Tianwen stopped suddenly, he turned his head to look, and Jiang Jing appeared not far away, and Xia Xue was following him.