The Actor Wants to Divorce

Since the video of the marriage proposal was put on the Internet, Feng Jin's life has also been disturbed.

When I go to school again, I often meet reporters and fans who come here.

In order not to affect other students, Feng Jin could only ask for a period of leave with the school. After the limelight passed, he would go back to study.

Lin Yan couldn't ask for it.

Feng Jin didn't have to go to school, he happened to have a lot of time to discuss the wedding with him.

"Xiao Jin, what style of dress do you like?"

"Do you prefer to do it in a hotel or in a church? Domestic or foreign?"

"Do it publicly or privately?"

Feng Jin had a headache because of the noise. "I didn't say not to have a wedding, but can you not be so anxious?"

Some things he has to decide slowly.

When Lin Yan saw Feng Jin's anger now, he always remembered Feng Jin's last time he tied him up, and his neck shrank, and he let out a cry.

Okay, don't worry!

Boss, just pick a satisfactory time and notify me!

Listen to your encouragement!

Regarding the wedding, Feng Jin made a serious call to consult with Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qingrang seemed to be playing games at home. The background sound is noisy.

"Huh? You and Xiao Yanzi are going to have a wedding? What is the souvenir? Do you send red envelopes? Honestly, you and Dad and I have also contributed a lot on your way to the palace of love. Seal me a big red envelope..."

Lin Yan's voice roared over: "Why don't you want the red envelope even if you don't want it?"

Gu Qing let her lip curled: "It's fierce and picky, this kind of man can't be married."

"Gu Qingrang, are you special..."

Lin Yan's voice gradually decreased, as if he had been driven away by Feng Jin.

Even if he knew that Gu Qingrang was joking, Feng Jin still explained it to his old attacker very seriously.

"He didn't pick it. He bought me a diamond ring and gave me a house worth more than 50 million yuan."

Gu Qingrang: "!"

Gu Qing let the carp hit in an instant, and the game console in his hand stopped playing.

Feng Jin heard a noisy footstep coming from Gu Qing, and then Gu Qing yelled: "Jiang Yichen! Get me here! Lin Yan bought Feng Jin a house for 50 million yuan." Mansion! What's the matter with you? Let Lao Tzu squeeze this broken apartment with you! Can you do it?"

Jiang Yichen: "Don't compare."

"No, I'm going to compare! What's wrong with me just admiring vanity?"

"Didn't you say that living in an apartment is more life-like?"

Gu Qingrang: "I live in an apartment and buy a mansion, and there is no conflict! If you let me buy an apartment, you will be squeaky and crooked."

Gu Qing gave Jiang Yichen a bitter look, and then went back to call Feng Jin while holding his phone.

Jiang Yichen looked innocent and aggrieved.

He... didn't say not to buy it either.

Jiang Yichen took out the phone and sent a text message to the assistant.

"Help me choose a few better single-family villas. Choosing a location will make me stunned."

In the room, Gu Qingrang was still teaching "experience" with Feng Jin. "Weddings, just like it yourself. I don't want to make it public to see what you and Lin Yan mean. I suggest not to make it public."

God knows how tired it is. When he and Jiang Yichen had their wedding, their faces were grinded to deal with the guests and the media.

After making a phone call for more than half an hour, Feng Jin copied a page full of important information.

As soon as he hung up his cell phone, Feng Jin received a call from a friend in the entertainment circle before.

"Feng Jin, how are you doing?"

"pretty good."

"Do you think you have been so hot recently, have you considered returning to the entertainment industry? Are you making money fast in this industry? You are still so young, do you want to spend your life?

These words were on Feng Jin's heart. Although Lin Yan made enough money to support him and Fu Xiangxi, Feng Jin, a big man, was too embarrassed to stay at home and be a rice bug.

Especially he wanted to set a good example for the kid Xiang Xi.

Nothing works for nothing.

Seeing Feng Jin hesitated, the other party knew that there was a play, and continued to stalk: "I know you don’t like to come to the entertainment industry, but these years, there are still many ways to make money. I have a few live broadcast contracts in my hand. Netizens and fans chat or chat, and live broadcast for 15 hours a week."

Feng Jin was embarrassed: "I'm not used to chatting with netizens, and I don't know what to talk about."

"Anything is fine, to be honest, when you put your face there, it will definitely be seen there."

Feng Jin is still thinking about it. The other party has already thrown several contracts into Feng Jin's mailbox: "Look at the contract first for the specific salary. I won't force you, it's all voluntary."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jin pulled out the contract and took a look at it. As expected, the salary was very good. He would get a basic salary of 100,000 yuan a month for 15 hours a week, and the rewards received by the platform would be distributed according to the share.

Feng Jin thought for a while, and finally agreed.

After signing the contract, Feng Jin went to buy a set of live broadcast tools.

After dinner, I started playing around there.

After Lin Yan took a shower, he hooked Feng Jin's neck and turned the person on the bed, "Doing business."

Feng Jin pushed him two or three times, Lin Yan still pestered him crookedly, Feng Jin became angry: "Don't bother me, I'm not free, you go to the toilet to solve it."

Lin Yan grievedly loosened his paw.

Not doing business.

Do not do business every day.

Hold him back.

Lin Yan rushed back to the bedroom.

Feng Jin turned on the camera, and as soon as he entered the live broadcast room, he was frightened by the dense barrage.

[Feng Jin Bao Bao live broadcast, I cannot be absent! 】

[Feng Jin is a bare face, right? The skin is so good! 】

Feng Jin was frightened and did not speak for two or three minutes. The first live broadcast, he was both inexperienced and a little nervous. Feng Jin thought about it and brought the handmade doll made for Fu Xiangxi over and broadcast it for two hours. The production process.

After the live broadcast, it was eleven o'clock. Feng Jin went to the room and Fu Xiangxi covered the quilt. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Lin Yan leaning against the bed, chilled, and the book in his hand was turned "Zhao Xin Li Pao" "La", there is emotion, and the consequences are serious.

Feng Jin stretched out his hand and unbuttoned his collar, then threw a pillow that fell on Lin Yan's body: "Do business."

Lin Yan's eyes lit up after "rubbing".

With a cheer, Feng Jin was pressed under him.

─Tossing to tossed to more than one in the morning.

Feng Jin looked at the dense red spots on his body and sighed helplessly, "Are you satisfied?

Lin Yan fished the person back into his arms with his arm, and kissed him several times, "It's not too much to do this kind of thing how many times. Do it again?"

"Go away. I'm going to take a bath and sleep."

Feng Jin slapped the man away.

"Wash together together." Lin Yan got out of bed and dragged Feng Jin to the bathroom.

In the end, it became a mandarin duck bath and was pressed in the bathtub again.

Rao was a person with such a good physical strength as Feng Jin, but in the end his legs became weak and he was carried out of the bathroom wet by Lin Yan.

Lin Yan kissed his forehead, very satisfied.

It seems that the sweat that has been shed in the gym recently has not been wasted, but it has allowed him to find some dignity as a pure offense.

Lin Yan stuffed Feng Jin into the quilt and hugged him to sleep.

On the night of Feng Jin's rise the next day, Lin Yan had already taken the boy to school.

Lin Yan looked worried after he got off work, and the look in Fu Xiangxi's eyes was very complicated.

When Feng Jin came out of the kitchen, he happened to see Lin Yan's expression and he gave a "gawp" in his heart.

"What's wrong, did Xiang Xi get into trouble in the kindergarten?"

"It's not trouble, how should I put it..." Lin Yan's eyes were full of unnaturalness, "Do you still remember the boy telling you that he has a favorite person in the kindergarten called Meimei."

"Ok."

Lin Yan couldn't laugh or cry: "I went to the kindergarten to pick him up today, and I just knew that Meimei is a little boy, and... it's not called Meimei, it's the nickname given to him by the boy."

The rag in Feng Jin's hand fell to the ground all at once.

Lin Yan shook his head: "How come I bend at a young age."

Feng Jin smiled awkwardly: "He is still young, and you can't tell whether you like it or not, and you have to respect him."

"I know, I didn't say not to let him like men." Lin Yan dragged Feng Jin to his side and sighed: "Just like men, it takes hardship."

The society has always been less tolerant of men’s feelings, whether he, Gu Qingrang, Xiao Jin, and his brother...

Feng Jin smiled: "It's okay, don't you think we are all here? It's rare that you still look like an uncle."

Lin Yan smiled, thinking of Lin Yang who hadn't walked over, he was still somewhat uncomfortable.

He buried his head in Feng Jin's neck, his voice hoarse, "I miss my brother."

Feng Jin patted his head: "You still have me, you have Xiang Xi."

I'm afraid that Fu Ran is the most painful person. He saw Fu Ran several times, and he read the shocking silence in those deep pupils.

It has been so long since Lin Yang passed away, everyone is slowly healing and self-healing, Lin Yan also has his brand new life.

Only Fu Ran was left in the past.

He is like a rotten wood that has been forgotten alone in the spring when everything is resurrected.

No trace of life can be extracted anymore.

He is only three months older than Lin Yang, and he is only a little more than 33 years old this year.

The pain of losing his love and the long punishment were enough to make him suffer.

The wedding of Feng Jin and Lin Yan is scheduled for May 5.

The location is in a church in the suburbs.

Feng Jin didn't plan to invite too many people. Important friends and relatives of both sides would be enough.

That evening, Feng Jin, who was planning an invitation at home, suddenly received a call from Assistant Gao who was next to Lin Yan.

"Mr. Feng, it's not OK, Mr. Lin just took a stick to find Mr. Fu Ran."

"What?" Feng Jin's face was pale, and he stood up from his chair all of a sudden, "What happened?"

Assistant Gao said anxiously, "I don’t know. In the afternoon, Jin Mocheng wore a ring and came over. I heard what he said. Fu Ran deliberately killed Lin Zong brother...not to go to the hospital or something, and then Lin Zong. I went out with my red eyes carrying a golf club..."

Feng Jin's head buzzed.

bad.

Lin Yan knew everything.

Lin Yang's death was not an accident at all, but a nightmare caused by Fu Ran.

─Years ago, Lin Yang’s death was not depression, but...gastric cancer.

He was supposed to undergo surgery within fifteen days, but was forcibly locked at home by Fu Ran for a full month, and thus missed the chance to recover from the final treatment.

I heard that Lin Yang begged him.

Fu Ran turned a deaf ear until Lin Yang vomited blood in the apartment, and Fu Ran panicked and rushed Lin Yang to the hospital.

But by then it was too late.

Feng Jin slowly fell back to his chair.

His hands and feet were cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his face was pale.

It's over.

It's all over.

Lin Yan will definitely go crazy.