The Actor Wants to Divorce

"You really don't want to have a wedding with me, save something and take it out to miss when you grow old?"

Gu Qingrang resolutely: "I don't want to."

Jiang Yichen nodded, his brows tightened again: "Okay, then I can only return 10 million wedding venues, and 5 million high-end custom wedding dresses... Oh yes, anyway. The wedding is no longer, and the latest Rolls-Royce Phantom I bought for you can also be returned..."

Gu Qingrang: "...No, wait, what phantom?"

Jiang Yichen smiled and said, "This year's latest car will be sold in limited quantities worldwide. It costs 20 million yuan for one unit. I have paid the deposit. I want to give it to you as a wedding gift. Since you don't want it, then forget it. I will do it in the afternoon. Let the assistant quit."

Gu Qing made the corners of his mouth twitch.

Quit!

Jiang Yichen actually wants to return a 20 million luxury car! Listen, is this still what people say?

It's crazy!

Gu Qing asked him to fix his phone on the edge of the table, rub his hands with the flies, and smiled "Hey"; "Don't, why don't you return it? Actually, we can discuss this matter again... Anyway, next month is my birthday." Yes, it’s not impossible for you to give it to me as a birthday present."

Gu Qing's smile stiffened when he blinked frantically at Jiang Yichen.

Go to your uncle, hurry up and give me the car!

Jiang Yichen thought about it seriously, and then in Gu Qing's extremely expectant and attentive eyes, Yan Yue said two words: "No."

Gu Qing made Xiaoxiao's liver hurt.

Jiang Yichen looked serious: "On such an important day as your birthday, in order to show my sincerity to you, I decided to give you a more valuable gift."

more! Have! price! value!

Gu Qingrang's eyes lit up again: "Say it! The house or the car?"

Jiang Yichen laughed: "Vulgar, I plan to give you a bracelet that I personally made with a dog's tail. It is full of my love for you. It is impossible to measure how much money is. Is it more valuable than a car? ?"

The tens of millions of luxury cars suddenly turned into a dog's tail grass bracelet. Gu Qing made this senior financial fan unacceptable, and his whole body was pumping pain with his heart.

Your dog's tail grass, your whole family is dog's tail grass.

Gu Qing made her heartbroken: "Jiang Yichen, don't say anything, I'm going to black out soon, believe it or not?"

Jiang Yichen couldn't help but raise his lips, holding back a smile: "Do you want that car that much?"

Gu Qing makes irritable: "Aren't you nonsense? I have been driving this car for a long time now."

Jiang Yichen's eyes deepened: "Then do you want to think about having a wedding? I won't return the car."

Gu Qing made his eyes stare, and almost didn't heal his breath: "You are tempting me."

Jiang Yichen didn't deny it either, but he nodded like that, "Yes, I'm just tempting you."

Gu Qingrang rolled up his sleeves and pointed at Jiang Yichen's nose: "Do you think Gu Qingrang is such a vulgar person? Just a car, and you want to kidnap me home? It's a dream."

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth and tightened his lips, his shoulders couldn't help but tremble from his smirk.

Gu Qingrang: "I Gu Qingrang, a legendary and beautiful man who stands at the top of the entertainment industry, is naturally poor and humble, and can't be succumbed to power..."

Gu Qingrang: "It's only 20 million, I don't care."

Gu Qingrang: "It's a big deal, I will buy it myself."

Jiang Yichen: "Hmm, it's only 20 million after all."

Gu Qing kept facing the phone screen for twenty minutes.

Jiang Yichen's all sorts of empathy to the face throughout the whole process.

Until the end, Gu Qing made her mouth dry, pulled up the chair and lay on it.

Jiang Yichen just smiled and said: "Then, the poor and the poor can't move the mighty and unyielding Gu Qing, let the children, next month's Bali wedding, will you go?"

Gu Qing asked a carp to sit up, grieving Baba: "Go."

Jiang Yichen finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

Gu Qing made the old face blush, "Don't laugh. Take me to pick up the car tomorrow."

Jiang Yichen understands Gu Qingrang's temperament, and now he lifts the car for him. Gu Qing might give him to the pigeon for the wedding.

"No, after the wedding, I will mention it again."

Gu Qing let go: "What if you shame?"

Jiang Yichen laughed: "You can announce your divorce on the spot."

Gu Qing was shocked, finally satisfied, and snorted twice: "Forgive you for not having the guts."

"Remember to go to the crew to ask for a leave in two days. We have to try on the dress first."

─Gu Qing with a luxury car in hand made her mood very beautiful, and she agreed without thinking about it: "Okay."

Two days later it is the weekend.

Gu Qingrang and the director took a day off and went to try on the wedding dress with Jiang Yichen.

The dresses are two sets of the same style, one black and one white. Only some details are different. It was Jiang Yichen specially looking for a designer from abroad to design for him and Gu Qing specifically for him and Gu Qing. There are only two in the world. .

Gu Qing let him hold his black suit and got into the fitting room for a while.

After he came out, Jiang Yichen had changed his clothes and waited for him at the door.

The slender white suit dress, Jiang Yichen is not as sharp and sharp as in the past, but a bit softer. The bright afternoon sun just casts down from the French windows, making him very peaceful, and the soft light from the top of his head is like a waterfall. Pouring, a long shadow was drawn on the floor.

His facial features were concealed in the halo of sunlight, and his dense eyelashes seemed to be coated with a warm yellow golden light. Gu Qingrang was stunned for a while as if he had been drew his soul.

Later, his wedding was grand and lively.

Reporters and media from all over the world blocked the congestion in Bali, and the media praised it as a century-old wedding that was hard to see in a century.

Jiang Yichen gave Gu Qing the best of everything within his abilities.

Envy countless people.

But for Gu Qingrang, when he recalled the wedding, the first picture he remembered was the slightly hot afternoon when he opened the locker room door and saw him wearing a wedding dress for the first time.

It seemed that someone had tattooed fine lines on his bones. If it hadn't been frustrated, he would have never forgotten it for the rest of his life.

Jiang Yichen lowered his head and straightened his tie. As soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Qing letting him smile foolishly at five or six meters away.

Jiang Yichen frowned, but couldn't help but laughed lowly: "What are you doing over there? Come here."

Gu Qing made this person wake up like a dream, and hurried to Jiang Yichen's side.

He ran in a hurry, tripped his left foot and his right foot and almost fell.

Jiang Yichen hugged his waist with his arms quickly, avoiding Gu Qing from getting his new clothes dirty.

"I finally know what your fans mean when they are so handsome."

Gu Qing asked him to grab his hair, patted Jiang Yichen's body with two paws, squeezed and squeezed, and said, "Jiang Yichen, you really are today..."

Jiang Yichen covered Gu Qingrang's mouth: "The clothes are well-dressed and the good looks. I know."

Gu Qing let away Jiang Yichen's hand, and said anxiously: "No, today is romantic and suave, Yushu is near the wind."

Jiang Yichen curled his lips: "It's rare to hear your praise."

Gu Qing stared at Jiang Yichen's clothes for a long time, and said solemnly: "It must be your clothes are better than mine."

Jiang Yichen: "?"

Gu Qing let him rub his hands, and reached out to grab Jiang Yichen's collar, "Take it off! I want to wear your suit!"

"Gu Qingrang, let me go! The size is different."

"What's wrong with Lao Tzu's size? Take it off!"

The costume designer from France saw the two men fighting in the corridor...Uh, no, it was picking up clothes. With Gu Qing's "evil and devilish" laughter, the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

The designer asked Jiang Yichen in French: "Are you satisfied with the clothes?"

Jiang Yichen noticed that there was another person beside him, and took Gu Qingrang's arm, twisted it back, and pushed the person to his side and hugged him from behind.

Jiang Yichen looked at the designer and spoke fluent French: "Excuse me, what did you say?"

"Are you satisfied with the clothes?"

"Very satisfied, thank you for your attention. My wife and I like it very much."

The designer took a weird look at the black-haired man in Jiang Yichen's arms who was rubbing his trousers with his leather shoes. The corners of his mouth twitched again, and he laughed: "Your wife is really a passionate person."

Gu Qingrang turned his head and looked at Jiang Yichen: "What did he say about me?"

Jiang Yichen smiled, "I praise you for being cute."

"I have always been cute, thank you."

After the designer left, Gu Qing made Jiang Yichen's neck curiously hooked, "Jiang Yichen, you can even read French lip language?"

Jiang Yichen nodded: "Yeah."

"Why are you so good?"

Jiang Yichen took a bite in his ear and learned what Gu Qingrang said: "I have always been great, thank you."

Gu Qing's ears were hot instantly.

Jiang Yichen deliberately teased him: "Arang, why are your ears so red."

"Nonsense! I just had a bite by a dog, can I not become red after being poisoned?"

After taking the wedding photos, Gu Qing let Jiang Yichen go home.

As soon as he entered the house, Jiang Yichen was thrown onto the sofa by Gu Qing.

Gu Qing frowned: "What are you doing? Day-day prostitution?"

"Isn't it a joy to pick my clothes off just now, go on."

Gu Qingrang covered his eyes and said, "People are not so rascal."

Jiang Yichen nodded, and then turned Gu Qingrang into a bare bun: "It's okay, I'm a rascal."

Gu Qing let him know later that he was very cute, and Jiang Yichen was indeed very good.

When the wedding was still a week away, Gu Qingrang and Jiang Yichen were going to Bali to prepare for the wedding rehearsal.

Gu Qingrang sat on the bed and counted the invitations on his hand, causing a headache.

"Hey, Jiang Yichen, do you want to send invitations to Linyang?"

Just after taking a shower, Jiang Yichen frowned when he heard the words: "It would appear that we are rude not to send it."

"But isn't Fu Ran your best man?" Gu Qing straightened his back, the boss staring: "You said, if he fights Lin Yang again

How to do? "

Regarding what happened at the last wedding, Gu Qing felt that it was entirely possible.

The author has something to say

Agen is a little badass.

He will send things to Shen Zhiyan in prison.

Hahahaha.

Fu Ran: Me, Fu Ran, professional best man.

Jiang Yichen: If you fight, you will close the door and let Jin Jin go.