The Actor Wants to Divorce

Fu Ran was stunned.

He stared at Lin Yan blankly, his face was extremely pale, his lips trembled, and a tear silently slipped down the corner of his eyes.

It was like a prisoner heard on the spot that he was sentenced to death.

That kind of despair and despair made Fu Ran's blood solidify.

There was a loud "buzzing" sound in my ears.

He lowered his head in a panic, and turned on the phone with trembling fingers.

Photos, SMS...

The whole phone was deleted clean and there was nothing.

Fu Ran first bit his lips tightly, then curled up his whole body, resting his head on the cold ground, and finally burst into tears. Feng Jin couldn't bear it, "Mr. Fu..."

He stepped forward and bent over, trying to pull Fu Ran up from the ground.

Fu Ran's body was as cold as ice.

Lin Yan grabbed Feng Jin, "Xiao Jin."

Lin Yan didn't know what Fu Ran did to Lin Yang, but Feng Jin knew very well.

Although Fu Ran was pitiful, he was not worthy of sympathy.

Feng Jin took a deep breath and let go of Fu Ran's arm.

Lin Yan took Feng Jin away.

When he got into the car, Feng Jin couldn't help but glanced back at Fu Ran.

He was staggering up from the ground, head down, shoulders squeezed, and he walked heavily towards Lin Yang's grave. Those strong bodyguards grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him to the ground fiercely. The old mobile phone rolled far away. Fu Ran staggered to get up, picked up the phone, and walked to Lin Yang's grave again, and was thrown out again...Feng Jin's brows frowned involuntarily.

He retracted his gaze, opened the car door and sat in.

Lin Yan sat in the passenger seat and smoked silently.

Feng Jin fastened his seat belt and gently supported the steering wheel with both hands.

"Ling Jiang always make a call and let him take Fu Ran back."

Lin Yan pinched out the cigarette butt, his voice hoarse: "Do you think I'm being too cruel to him?"

Feng Jin shook his head: "No, he deserves it."

Lin Yan was surprised: "This kind of thing does not seem to be what you would say."

Feng Jin smiled and didn't explain, but just asked: "Did you really delete all those photos?"

"how?"

Feng Jin sighed: "It's always a pity that Brother Lin Yang looked like when he was a student, that's a very precious memory..."

Lin Yan chuckled: "Naturally, how could I delete those photos in order to retaliate against Fu Ran. I back them up, don't worry."

Feng Jin nodded: "I'm going to school, where are you going?"

Lin Yan turned his head to look at him: "I also go to school."

Feng Jin was startled and frowned, "Lin Yan, stop making trouble."

"I didn't make a fuss." Lin Yan was serious: "I was admitted with the Eight Classics. Do you want me to show you my student ID card?"

Feng Jin was stunned.

Lin Yan glanced at the steering wheel: "Don't froze. The afternoon class is going to be late."

General Feng Jin was suspicious, but couldn't say anything, just drove to the school.

When Feng Jin went to school on the first day, he drove this black Bentley.

There are not many people in the university who can afford to drive this kind of millions of cars. In addition, Feng Jin was once a smashing star, so he was very eye-catching, so he was crowded and photographed when he got out of the car.

Some girls came up to ask for a group photo.

Feng Jin has always had a good temper, and he doesn't like to reject others very much. He was about to nod and agree, but Lin Yan put an arm directly on his neck and dragged his girls to his side.

"Hey, who are you?"

"What are you doing?"

Female classmates were dissatisfied.

Lin Yan smiled with a spring breeze: "Sorry, classmate, classmate Feng Jin is going to be late for get out of class. Taking photos of this kind of thing, wait until class is over. I'm unaccompanied and unaccompanied."

After that, regardless of the girls' expressions, they hooked Feng Jin's shoulders and took them away.

Feng Jin frowned: "Actually, you can take a photo with them. It's a while before class."

"Shut up." Lin Yan gritted his teeth, "not allowed to take pictures with them."

Feng Jin frowned tighter.

Lin Yan's expression was a little unnatural, he took his hand from Feng Jin's neck and coughed twice to explain: "This is the school, you are here to go to school, and you are not here to be an idol star, just in case the girls In order to chase you, can you bear the responsibility if you don't study well?"

Feng Jin thinks about it carefully, it seems that there is indeed some truth.

He quickly took out a mask from his bag and put it on his face, his voice a little embarrassed: "Then I will wear a mask in the future."

"Your Bentley is too conspicuous. Take my car from now on. I have an old BMW. It was a gift from my brother when I was an adult."

Lin Yan had a little abacus in his heart, "Zhaoxin is crazy", and he will be able to get out of school with Song Feng Jin in the future.

Unexpectedly, Feng Jin refused directly.

"It's okay, I'll take the bus by myself. It's very convenient anyway."

Lin Yan still had to speak, but Feng Jin had already lifted his foot into the classroom.

Lin Yan stepped into the classroom a little late, and Feng Jin's front, back, left, and right positions had already been robbed.

His face darkened, and he walked directly to the girl sitting on Feng Jin's right hand.

Lin Yan succeeded in grabbing his seat last time with his "bad legs" and became famous in the class.

When the girl saw Lin Yan, she didn't wait for him to speak, so she grimaced and took the initiative: "I'm sorry, my aunt today, I sit down and don't want to move. Could you please find another seat, thank you."

Lin Yan: "..."

The left and right echoed.

"My feet hurt."

"I have a stomach ache."

"My brain is disabled, I have to sit next to Feng Jin to get better."

Lin Yan: "..." He is not a doctor, so he should go to see a doctor if he has a brain damage.

Feng Jin glanced at Lin Yan, his face covered by the mask a bit embarrassed.

Lin Yan bit his teeth fiercely, and angrily picked a seat behind Feng Jin and sat down.

After the class bell rang, a male college student who had apparently just gotten up hurried into the classroom and sat down beside the empty seat beside Lin Yan.

He panted, tilted his head while holding the book and asked Lin Yan, "Hey, classmate, did you name it?"

Lin Yan said coldly: "No!"

The boy was startled and grieved, "Fuck, brother, what's wrong with me, you are so mad at me."

Lin Yan ignored him, staring straight at Feng Jin.

The girl next to Feng Jin kept talking to Feng Jin, and even gave Feng Jin her milk tea.

Lin Yan clenched his fists.

It was as if someone took his heart out and drained the blood.

─For the entire class, Lin Yan was simply restless, if he hadn't had the last trace of reason, he would have rushed over to take Feng Jin away.

The male classmate next to Lin Yan didn't realize that the man next to him was about to explode.

He happened to touch Lin Yan's nail: "Brother, have you brought a pen? Let me use one."

Lin Yan clenched his fists, the back of his hand was full of veins.

"What time is it? A few minutes before get out of class ends?"

Lin Yan couldn't bear it: "Why can't you just shut up?"

His voice was clear and loud in the huge classroom.

The teacher on the podium stayed, and the classmates all over the classroom looked over.

Fuck, there are students who told the teacher to shut up?

Warriors!

Then Lin Yan was very "friendly" and "invited" out of the classroom by the old professor on the podium.

Lin Yan, who was kicked out of the classroom, sat on the steps outside the classroom, biting his cigarette depressedly.

Really... too embarrassing.

How can he raise his head in front of Xiao Jin in the future?

Lin Yan covered his face and sighed deeply.

Finally, until the end of get out of class, Lin Yan got up and went to the door of the classroom to wait for the Feng Jin.

Feng Jin and a few classmates came out of the classroom talking and laughing.

Seeing him, his eyes froze visibly.

Then chat with classmates again.

Lin Yan silently followed behind him, keeping a distance of more than one meter like a small tail.

Finally the group of girls dispersed, Lin Yan was about to step forward, suddenly someone stopped Feng Jin.

"Feng Jin."

Lin Yan was startled and followed the prestige.

The whole person was stunned.

Isn't this the surname Xu?

He frowned subconsciously, and then saw Feng Jin trot all the way to the front of Associate Professor Xu.

"Ms. Xu."

Xu Xiyuan smiled, "You are wearing a mask, I almost didn't recognize you."

Feng Jin quickly took off the mask, "Ms. Xu, do you have class today?"

Xu Xiyuan chuckled: "There are no classes, but there will be a regular academic meeting on Wednesday afternoon."

Lin Yan didn't like this Xu Xiyuan.

Feng Jin was so enthusiastic in front of him.

He was shy to everyone, but Xu Xiyuan alone gave Feng Jin an unstoppable light in his eyes.

Lin Yan's heart began to sore again.

He took a deep breath and walked directly over.

Hoarse voice: "Feng Jin."

Xu Xiyuan glanced at Lin Yan, then asked Feng Jin: "This is..."

Lin Yan introduced herself: "My name is Lin Yan, I am Feng Jin's chase..."

"Classmates."

Feng Jin interrupted Lin Yan directly.

Lin Yan was stunned.

He stared at Feng Jin in a daze, and couldn't say the phrase "the suitor" on his lips.

His throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton wool, and even swallowing became extremely difficult.

His eyes couldn't help but a red circle, he clenched his fists, and then smiled hard at Xu Xiyuan, "Yes, Feng Jin and I are... classmates."

It turns out that even friends are not counted.

Just classmates.

Lin Yan's heart seemed to be cut apart.

It hurts so hot.

Do you want to misunderstand Xu Xiyuan when you are so eager to distinguish your relationship with yourself?

He actually cares so much about Xu Xiyuan's views.

Lin Yan lowered his head.

Xu Xiyuan nodded, and he smiled at Feng Jin: "I'm about to get to the meeting, see you next time."

"Goodbye, Teacher Xu."

"Ok."

Xu Xiyuan left.

Lin Yan asked Feng Jin with red eyes: "What did you mean just now?"

Feng Jin put on the mask again, his voice calm: "What?"

"You said we were friends, didn't you?"

Feng Jin was silent for a moment, and then he seemed to have plucked up his courage, and said to Lin Yan: "Lin Yan, can you not tell Teacher Xu about the things I have been with you?"

Lin Yan's complexion was instantly pale, and his fingers tightened one by one.

"You are so scared... He knows that we have had a past?" Lin Yan's heart aches and aches, and his eyes are red and shocking: "Are you in love with him?"

The author has something to say

Lin Yan: I'm a little flustered... I can't panic.

Fu Ran: I am even more panicked, my daughter-in-law is gone!

Jiang Yichen: Wife in hand, smile...