Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 23
He pulled with great force, unexpectedly, Yan Zixiu didn’t resist, and fell directly on the bed.
Jing Shaoci narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and said in a sarcastic tone: “It seems that you are willing.”
Yan Zixiu looked at him calmly and said, “It’s not that I want to, it’s that you really can’t.”
He has never made any mistakes in his physiognomy, even if he made a mistake, Jing Shaoci couldn’t beat him.
For some words, the calmer the speaker’s tone is, the more it can arouse the anger of the listener.
Jing Shaoci sneered, and the moment he let go of his wrist, he tore the front of his clothes.
After the crisp sound of ‘Chi’, Yan Zixiu was really startled, and in the next second, he directly grabbed the opponent’s neck and pressed him firmly on the bed.
“Here’s the shirt you bought me!”
“You…” Jing Shaoci’s tone paused, his brows furrowed and he said, “Is that why you care?”
Yan Zixiu’s chest heaved and heaved, he gritted his teeth and said, “Why don’t I care?”
This shirt was sent to the hotel by Jing Shaoci when it rained, and it cost him a total of 6000 yuan. Even in his dreams, he could never forget how unjustly the money was spent.
Jing Shaoci looked at his angry look, and most of the hostility in his heart disappeared inexplicably.
He was silent for a while, then said, “I will send you off again.”
Yan Zi corrected what he wanted to say, when the doorbell outside suddenly rang.
Li Fengzhi, who was eavesdropping, was startled, and hastily stooped away from the bedroom door, and then quickly walked towards the door.
“Have you sent Mr. Jing to the hospital?” Standing in front of the door were Chen Qi and his assistant.
It was only then that Li Fengzhi suddenly remembered that Chen Qi was an artist of Yunsheng’s film and television company, no wonder he took the initiative to care about the situation.
“That…” He recalled the movement he overheard just now, touched his neck in embarrassment and said, “Mr. Jing, he’s already healed.”
Not only was it better, but the two also had a deep exchange on a certain functional issue of Jing Shaoci.
“Okay?” Chen Qi was a little puzzled.
At this moment, the bedroom door inside opened.
When Li Fengzhi heard the commotion, he turned his head and took a look. Seeing Jing Shaoci approaching, he smiled politely at Chen Qi and left wisely.
Yan Zixiu’s shirt was torn, and the three buttons on it were missing.
At this time, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his neckline wide open, not only revealing his fair chest, but also faintly visible lines with distinct texture.
The action of tidying up the cuffs, coupled with the slightly messy blue-gray hair, is especially like the scene where the scumbag prepares to get dressed and leave afterwards.
It would be more perfect if the expression is not so serious.
After Chen Qi left, Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu’s embarrassed look, and said, “My car is in the underground parking lot.”
Yan Zixiu wanted to refuse at first, but his disheveled appearance is really not suitable for going out for a walk, so he could only say in a cold tone: “Thank you.”
As soon as the three of them took the elevator down to the second floor, the driver immediately drove over.
Along the way, Li Fengzhi kept peeking at the situation from the rearview mirror, but the husband and wife sat one on the left and the other on the right, not only were they clearly separated, but their expressions were more condensed than the other.
When they arrived, they got off the car, and as soon as the three entered the hotel, Gu Zhichuan, who was waiting in the lobby, immediately got up and walked over.
As soon as he got closer, Jin Qi suddenly exclaimed: “Gu Gu, look at your clothes!”
Seeing this, Gu Zhichuan asked with some concern: “Mr. Yan, did something happen?”
“none……”
Before Yan Zixiu finished speaking, Jing Shaoci directly interrupted him, “You really love him enough.”
