After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

It's a big joke in the world, but he has been helping Muro to fuel the flames, making suggestions, and sincerely wishing them a happy marriage.

Cheng Xijue's mind was surging, his heart was beating rapidly, and within a few seconds, what Muro had said flashed by one by one.

Muro and Bane dated frequently, Gu Jian invited Muro to visit and praised Muro's piano skills... Muro dared to take a bath at Gu Jian's house!

More than that, Muro himself admitted that he had plotted against Bane.

Cheng Xi felt that the blood vessels behind his ears were swollen with anger and throbbing vigorously. He helped Muro find Bane with great difficulty, pushed Muro forward step by step, and finally pushed Muro to Gu Jian's side. Is there anything more idiotic for your own wife to match up with your best friend?

Damn Muro, there isn't a single good thing in art.

On the narrow screen of the mobile phone, Gu Jian had a smile on his lips, unaware of the uproar caused, the heat of the fire and cooking oil exploded in front of his eyes, overwhelming praise for his beauty and talent, those fans who once loved him poured into the live broadcast room, and the crowd was enthusiastic Confession.

Gu Jian leaned against the back of the chair, the heavy guitar was pressed on his half-bent knees without looking bulky, and his long legs were opened in a chic and neat posture. Fame and fortune were all within easy reach, but he changed the subject and said lightly: "I I am here to apologize to everyone on behalf of Muro. He is temporarily unable to come on stage due to something, so I can’t keep you waiting. Bane is already in the past. Jiang Lie is an excellent singer, and Muro is also a talented musician. I hope everyone Keep an eye on them."

Jiang Lie's fans were slightly dissatisfied just now, complaining why Bane suddenly came out and said that he was an original, and Jiang Lie's popularity was too obvious. I didn't expect that these words made them speechless, Bane was open-minded Generous, they actually treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

When Cheng Xijue heard Jiang Lie's name, he remembered that Jiang Lie was Bane's number one fan, and he was so fanatical that he couldn't tolerate any slander against Bane. Now that he heard Gu Jian say that, Jiang Lie's mouth would be so happy.

Part of the reason why he hates people in the entertainment industry is because of Jiang Lie. When he first debuted, someone in the brokerage company said Bane was ugly in the background, and he never dared to show his face and play tricks. Jiang Lie cleaned up people. I begged Cheng Xijue to come forward and spend a lot of effort to settle the media and suppress this matter.

The unlucky brother would definitely come to pester Gu Jian, and Cheng Xijue became even more upset when he thought about that scene.

Gu Jian stood up with his guitar on his shoulders, and waved his wrist to bid farewell to the live broadcast audience. The camera followed him off the stage unhurriedly. youth is perishable.

Cheng Xijue stared at the screen until his back disappeared, and his subordinates quickly found out that Gu Jian was working in the post-production department of the radio building, and followed the clues to find out his address.

As for why Mu Luo suddenly disappeared, why should Cheng Xijue care about him?

Wherever Muro likes to go, it is best never to appear in front of Cheng Xijue.

Out of sight out of mind.

After Gu Jian walked out of the camera range, his steps suddenly accelerated. The ecstatic director came up to greet him. He passed sideways and went straight to the bathroom outside the studio.

There was no one in the bathroom, Gu Jian locked the door behind his back, leaned his back against the door, and slid down slowly to sit on the cold ground.

His chest heaved violently, as if he was drowning, and he couldn't breathe. Gu Jian slowly raised his hands, his hands trembling uncontrollably. He tightly clenched his fingers until they turned white, and tried his best to restrain the trembling.

8 minutes is the limit time after desensitization, he can barely survive this period of time, once this time point is crossed, he will directly fall ill on stage, just like the ghost he is now.

Gu Jian took out a bluetooth headset from his trousers pocket, and the mountain roar and tsunami rock music cut off all the silence and made his cochlea vibrate. Only then did he feel his tense nerves suddenly relax, and he could gradually breathe out.

The information on the mobile phone was bombarded indiscriminately, Bane was on the hot search, and all his friends came to ask him. He pointed out a few times with his white fingers to log out of WeChat, turned off the phone communication, and only left the function of playing music.

The last time I got sick was when I helped Tang Ge keep her job at Gravity Company. Tang Ge asked Gu Jian why he helped her. He said that there are too many frustrated people, so this one is not bad. The next crisis, for the same reason.

Gu Jian arched his back, buried his cheeks deeply between his knees, and let out a self-deprecating chuckle from his nose.

He knows better than anyone the feeling of frustration, so he doesn't want to see others suffer like him.

There was no one in the crowd in the radio building. Before the security guard pulled the switch to turn off the lights, Gu Jian came out, took a taxi and went straight to the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Ba Fen jumped over and clinged to him to have fun. Gu Jian opened the refrigerator to get a bottle of milk. The pregnancy test report was scattered on the table, and there were nutritional supplement tablets prescribed by the doctor on it. He poured out a few pills and swallowed them with the milk.

With a headache and tinnitus, it was difficult to fall asleep. Gu Jian swept the room with milk, and had to find something to divert his attention and relieve the uncomfortable feeling.

The address that Gu Jian registered when he started working in the radio building was an old house in the old city. Cheng Xijue was sitting in the back of the car, the street lights passing by the car windows were mottled and bright, and the road was sparsely populated late at night.

He folded his slender and strong hands and pressed them gently on his chin, thinking about what to do when he saw Gu Jian.

The news of Bane's reappearance is all over the Internet. People admire his appearance and like his calm and easy-going posture. Cheng Xijue's only partner has become a public lover tonight.

Cheng Xijue has always known that Gu Jian is a treasure, but now everyone, including Mu Luo, knows it. He has a subtle feeling of being coveted, and someone is staring at his partner all the time. Who can bear this feeling?

As an ex-husband, he has no right to interfere with any of Gu Jian's decisions, and the matter of coming to the door in the middle of the night is within the scope of entanglement.

But if he became a gentleman, he would let Muro pursue his ex-wife and give Gu Jian the perfume he personally selected. Cheng Xijue would rather be brazen and decent than his wife?

The car was parked at the entrance of the old alley, and it was quiet at night. Cheng Xijue walked in according to the address, the wooden door was half-closed, the window of the small courtyard room was dimly lit, and a gray-white dog was sleeping under the tree in the courtyard.

The door didn't close in the middle of the night, Cheng Xijue pushed it open, the wooden door creaked, and he closed it vigilantly. Seeing an old acquaintance, he lay down and closed his eyes bored.

As Cheng Xijue stepped up the steps, there was the sound of gunshots and explosions in the room, and the background music of the game was piercing and piercing. He knocked on the half-covered door a few times with his fingers, but when no one answered, he pushed the door open and entered.

The lights in the room are not turned on, and the TV hanging on the wall is the only source of light. People who think day and night are nestled in the old sofa, and their posture is too lazy to be out of shape. It seems that there is a pillow on the stomach to support the game keyboard. His fingers crackled.

The brains of the zombies on the screen are ready to burst out, and the blood and flesh are flying everywhere. The bloody scene is disgusting.

Cheng Xijue had only seen him on the live broadcast at night, but when he saw the lively real person, he couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

Different from the sloppy and charming talented singer in the live broadcast, the current Gu Jian's black hair is half-wet scattered on the white neck, with a few strands protruding into the deep and even dimples of the neck, and the cold light from the TV is playing, and the overly white face is warm and delicate , the thin corners of his eyes drooped indifferently, with a sluggish look.

Cheng Xijue liked the way he looked, and he flipped the switch on the wall, and the bright lights poured down.

Gu Jian raised his wrist to cover his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Muro?"

Cheng Xijue gritted his teeth. It turned out that the door was not closed because Mu Luo came to the door, and squeezed out three cold words from between his teeth: "Cheng Xijue."

Gu Jian put down his arms, squinted his eyes and looked at him, the laziness just now was swept away, "What are you doing here?"

Oh, if Muro can come, I can't?

Cheng Xijue's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed the burning jealousy, and said in a deep voice, "I've come to talk to you about something."

Gu Jian turned his head and stroked his drooping hair with one hand, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Xijue was condescending and looked at him carefully, "You did a good job."

"I've done a lot of good things. I wonder which one Mr. Cheng is talking about?" Gu Jian asked calmly.

Cheng Xijue propped his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned down and stared at him oppressively, and asked bluntly, "Did the child hit you?"

The room was silent.

Gu Jian gave him a cold look, slowly lowered his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth curled up mockingly, "Whether my child stays or not has nothing to do with you."

Before that, Cheng Xijue vaguely hoped that the phone call was just a wrong call. After hearing the word "my child", his hope was completely shattered. He raised his jaw and took a deep breath, "Of course it has nothing to do with me, but as you partner, I have a right to know."

"Ex-husband." Gu Jian corrected his words.

The meaning is very clear, if you are divorced, don't try to meddle in my business.

Cheng Xijue's brows and eyes were filled with anger, but he sneered instead, staring at Gu Jian fiercely, as if he wanted to chop him into pieces.

Gu Jian was indifferent, raised his face and looked at him quietly.

Cheng Xijue's gaze depicted his cold white face, thin neck, and slightly undulating chest inch by inch, and caught off guard the round and bulging abdomen under the thin black shirt.

For a moment, his expression was wonderful, unbelievable, dazed and confused, and he didn't understand why a man's belly would bulge like a pregnancy.

But what a smart person he is, according to what Gu Jian said just now, he suddenly understood.

Cheng Xijue stepped forward abruptly, kneeled half-kneeling in front of the sofa, touched the back of Gu Jian's soft abdomen with the back of his hand, and immediately withdrew his hand as if it was hot, muttering to himself: "So you are pregnant .”

Gu Jian raised his eyebrows, didn't you already know?

Cheng Xijue's eyes suddenly brightened like torches, and his heart beat like a drum. He never dared to imagine that he would have a child of his own, so he couldn't believe it was true. "Is this our child?"

"...The pregnancy test sheet is on the table." Gu Jian didn't bother to explain to him.

Cheng Xijue got up immediately, and picked up a thick stack of inspection sheets on the table. The black and white pictures showed round, small figures. He was 13 weeks pregnant. He looked at them three times, and the blurred pictures were more blurred than he had ever seen All famous paintings are shocking and beautiful.

His ribs ached from the overexcited heartbeat, and the corners of Cheng Xijue's mouth raised uncontrollably. Suddenly, his smile froze, his fingers tightly clutched the pregnancy test sheet, and his chest hurt even more with anger, "You actually want to hit him?! "

The whole family yearned day and night for him to have an heir, and he liked the child so much that he dared not reveal it to anyone, yet Gu Jian treated this hard-earned child so hastily.

Gu Jian looked at him calmly, and said again very calmly: "Whether my child stays or not has nothing to do with you."

In the same conversation, Cheng Xijue said completely differently: "I am the father of the child, who dares to say that he has nothing to do with me?"