The Actor Wants to Divorce

Chapter 13 Where is Tuogu?

To be honest, Gu Qing made it hard to wait to see Jiang Yichen now.

I’m about to get divorced, and I’m still entangled in it, and it’s like what Yazi spread out.

He muttered in his heart, his hand had clicked on WeChat, and there was a short line of words on it.

“I have seen all online comments.”

comment? Feng Qianying’s comments, do you scold him for the fat man’s comments?

Gu Qing turned off the treadmill, walked down wet, picked up the ice water placed aside, and took a few sips.

The phone rang again.

“I’ll find the navy to suppress it for you.”

Gu Qing leaned on the table and directly sent a voice.

“No, Mr. Jiang, instead of spending money on such inconsequential things, it is better to buy the photos of our open house first. Don’t show it to reporters.”

Jiang Yichen immediately replied, “Typing! Is your hand broken?”

You can see Jiang Yichen’s unhappy expression across the screen.

Yes, there are beauties around the boss, so it is not convenient to listen to the voice.

He complied, complied.

Gu Qing asked to edit the text and send it to Jiang Yichen.

“You don’t have to worry about that, you are going to the wind show diving camp?”

“Well, I can join the group in half a month.”

“The words are also there. If you see it, take care of him.”

Gu Qing was taken aback, and then sneered.

He knew that Jiang Yichen weasel hadn’t had a good heart to pay a New Year’s greeting to the rooster. He was scolded as a sieve on the Internet and he didn’t see that he cared about him. Today, he has the leisure to help him find a navy.

It turned out to be because of Shen Zhiyan.

Gu Qing let his fingers click on the screen.

“Mr. Jiang, are you going to die?”

Jiang Yichen:…

“Why do you want to ask for a lone if you are not dead?”

Jiang Yichen:…

“Jiang Yichen, Shen Zhiyan is the male number one. Some people take care of him. Some people take care of him. What do I take care of? I am a supporting role. , What qualifications do I have to take care of others?”

“If Mr. Jiang really feels sorry for your little baby being bullied by someone on the crew, please come out for a meal with the director or something, or you can invest tens of millions, but it won’t work. Don’t go to the company and move. A little Mazha is squatting at the door of the crew, President Jiang is sitting, who can treat your baby badly? And you, don’t come out and respond to me. It’s really embarrassing to ask me to stick to someone’s cold **** with a warm face.”

After he finished speaking, the “pop” turned off the phone.

A lot of words were said, and my heart was really uncomfortable.

Before he officially gave up his position, Jiang Yichen couldn’t wait to hold that Xiaosan. If he hold it, hold it, and let him follow him. Does he still have a face?

Gu Qingrang only felt a puff of breath surging up and down, and couldn’t swallow it anyhow.

After seven years of marriage, they all fed the dogs very well.

He lost his memory, he thought he didn’t care, but his heart was uncontrollable and uncomfortable, and he felt aggrieved.

Gu Qing let him jump on the treadmill again, turning his suffocation into strength, and only got off after a full hour.

Before joining the group, Grandpa Jiang Yichen’s birthday arrived earlier.

Jiang Yichen sent him a text message the night before, stating that he would come to pick him up later.

At around six o’clock in the evening the next day, Jiang Yichen really came over in a black Land Rover.

“You dress like this?”

As soon as he saw Gu Qingrang, Jiang Yichen frowned.

Gu Qing let his head down, white T, black trousers, and sneakers, really dressed up very casually.

“Mr. Jiang, we are going to get divorced. I am willing to celebrate your grandfather’s birthday today. It is already based on our seven-year husband and wife relationship…”

“Oh, didn’t you agree for that one hundred million?”

Jiang Yichen poked through Gu Qingrang unceremoniously, his eyes jokingly.

Gu Qing let him cough several times, and said with a shameless smirk, “Of course not. I see our relationship for seven years of marriage.”

Jiang Yichen frowned, as if he had compromised, “Get in the car.”

Gu Qingrang walked to the side of the car and opened the car door, his face instantly froze.

Shen Zhiyan was wearing a white suit, a beautiful red bow tie, and “I am rich” written all over his body. He sat quietly in the passenger seat and blinked at Gu Qingrang.

Gu Qing made her mouth stiff in an instant.