The Actor Wants to Divorce

Chapter 72 I beg you on my knees

Gu Qingrang was a little embarrassed.

It stands to reason that he shouldn’t be afraid of Jiang Yichen. In fact, since he lost his memory, he really hasn’t been afraid of him.

But at this moment, when he saw Jiang Yichen who was panting, he obviously hurried over, with a gloomy face, Gu Qing made the fear in his heart uncontrollable.

Before Gu Qingrang spoke, Jiang Yichen had already strode towards him and walked into the noodle restaurant in twos.

This shop is not big, with tables on the left and right, leaving only a narrow aisle.

Jiang Yichen squeezed in his suit and leather shoes, and the air became thinner. Gu Qing made his palms sweat frantically, and subconsciously rubbed his clothes.

He pulled out a smile with difficulty, “New Year… well, President Jiang.”

Jiang Yichen is not good at all.

Gu Qing had been missing for so long, he lost even his soul.

Had it not been for seeing Gu Qingrang at the airport on Weibo and guessing that he was going back to Haicheng and chasing him all the way, he would not block Gu Qingrang here today.

“Gu Qingrang, what do you mean?”

Gu Qingrang shrugged, “What can I mean?”

“Don’t make me pretend to be stupid, why? You plan to hide like this for a lifetime without going out to see people, right?”

“Just play Missing, how many people do you know are worried about you?”

Jiang Yichen held back his anger for more than a month, looking at Gu Qing’s appearance that he didn’t care at all, and wished to squeeze it to death.

Gu Qing was dull and silent.

The proprietress got out of the back kitchen and saw that there were more personal enthusiastic greetings in the store, “Young man eating noodles? The three fresh noodles in our store are the signature.”

Gu Qing asked to look back, “He doesn’t eat, so he doesn’t need to be busy.”

President Jiang Yichen Jiang is accustomed to eating Jin Yiyu, how can he eat these shabby noodles for ten yuan a bowl, and he doesn’t even have shredded pork.

Gu Qing squeezed the bag in his hand, “Go outside and chat?”

Jiang Yichen watched Gu Qingrang quietly, and nodded after a long time, “Okay.”

On the night of New Year’s Eve, the streets were very deserted. Every household was enjoying the joy of the coming of the New Year. The cold wind mixed with Can Xue into Gu Qingrang’s collar, and the cold Gu Qing made his lips tremble.

As soon as Jiang Yichen turned his head, he saw Gu Qingrang shrinking his shoulders and lowering his head without saying a word. He didn’t know what happened, and suddenly reminded him of the stray dog ​​he had seen when he was a child.

He stopped and tore off the scarf from his neck to tie it up for Gu Qing.

Before his fingers touched Gu Qingrang, Gu Qingrang knelt down at Jiang Jiang Yichen.

Jiang Yichen got stuck in his throat.

Startled and angry, “You…what are you doing?”

He stretched out his hand to pull Gu Qing to get up. The road was deserted, but it was not that there were no one. Gu Qing had enough scandals now. Is it enough to be seen by others?

He pulled Gu Qingrang twice, but he didn’t pull it. Gu Qing kept kneeling motionless.

Jiang Yichen felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, his breathing became extremely difficult, and his lungs were aching faintly as the cold wind pierced him.

“Gu Qingrang, you stun me! I’m not dead yet, why are you kneeling?”

Gu Qing asked to look up at him, “Jiang Yichen, can you let me go, okay?”

Gu Qing hurriedly drew out a crumpled roll of banknotes from the interlayer of his luggage and stuffed it into Jiang Yichen’s hand.

“I have so much money left. My bank card has been frozen long ago. This is my last savings. I will pay you all… I will kill Shen Zhiyu… I apologize to you and kill your sweetheart, I Damn…”

Gu Qing’s eyes were red in the darkness, still shocking, “Look, I’m so miserable now, people all over the country are spurning me, I’m like a dog! Jiang Yichen, I’m twenty this year. Eighth, the average man has long been married and started a big business. What about me? I don’t have a house or a car, and I don’t even have a family. Those who can only eat a bowl of noodles for ten yuan for the new year, you let it go Me…”

Jiang Yichen pulled Gu Qingrang twice again, which pulled the person from the ground.

He wrapped the scarf around Gu Qingrang’s neck three times, then took out the handkerchief from his pocket and threw it to Gu Qingrang, “Wipe, cry like this for a bowl of noodles, you’re so proud of it. Isn’t it?”

“I didn’t do it for noodles…”

Gu Qing made his heart feel uncomfortable. He had too many grievances and sadness, but he couldn’t find a way to vent.

On such a family reunion day, he was alone and had no place to go. His biological parents had new children, and he was not allowed to enter the house.

He really felt that he had failed in life.

“Don’t cry, I’ll take you to eat well.”

“I have no money.”

“I have, are you going? Just so, I have something to say to you.”

Gu Qing let her nose sniff, thinking that Jiang Yichen seemed to really settle accounts with him.

If you can’t run away, Gu Qingrang nodded and agreed.

Jiang Yichen drove and went back and forth on the street for half an hour before he found a hot pot restaurant that was still open.

There was no one in the shop, so Jiang Yichen directly asked for a small box and led Gu Qing in.

When Jiang Yichen took a seat, Gu Qingrang was about to kneel down for him again, Jiang Yichen patted the table, “Stand up straight and speak!”

Gu Qingren shrank at the door with fright.

The blue veins on Jiang Yichen’s forehead jumped suddenly. Seeing Gu Qing’s pale face, he helplessly rubbed his eyebrows, and then his tone of voice became much milder, “Come and sit down.”

Gu Qing let him sit down at the place farthest from Jiang Yichen.

“Didn’t you be awesome in front of me? What is the appearance of a mouse seeing a cat?”

Before, he couldn’t get used to Gu Qingren’s way of playing treasures in front of him, but now Gu Qingren looks at himself like this, he feels even more uncomfortable.

Could it be that Gu Qingrang was right, is he really guilty?

“Just say anything.”

Gu Qing asked to rub his hands, “Jiang Yichen, let me tell you the truth, I have amnesia.”

Jiang Yichen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Without waiting for him to question, Gu Qingrang said, “It is true. You should remember that I was on the set a year ago and fell off the WIA.”

There was a quick flash in Jiang Yichen’s eyes.

Gu Qingrang pressed his temple, “So, I don’t remember all the past.”

Something in Jiang Yichen’s heart is getting hot, “So, you didn’t divorce me because you didn’t like me? You just forgot…”

Gu Qingrang was stunned. He didn’t expect Jiang Yichen to say this. He shook his head and said, “Jiang Yichen, I don’t know how I pestered you in the past, but I swear to you, I am right now You don’t even think about me at all, and there is something about Shen Zhiyu… I know that Shen Zhiyu is your sweetheart. I killed him. I cannot forgive my sins, but now I have been punished. Your lord has a lot of ,Let me go……”

“You haven’t answered my question yet.” Jiang Yichen seemed to be a little impatient and repeated, “You insisted on divorcing me at that time because you don’t remember me, do you?”

Gu Qing made him wonder, why does he always struggle with this problem?

Grabbing his hair, Gu Qingrang answered, “There is a part of the reason.”

“The others?”

Gu Qing swallowed, “I really want those fifty million.” His voice lowered a little bit, “And, at that time, it was not me who mentioned the divorce first.”

Jiang Yichen was startled, his eyes darkened by three points.

Gu Qing took a deep breath, begging in her voice, “Jiang Yichen, about Shen Zhiyu…”

“I have never liked Shen Zhiyu before, never before.” Jiang Yichen looked at Gu Qingrang with complicated eyes, “Is my mind really so difficult for you to understand?”

Gu Qing made his eyes rounded, and raised his head cautiously and asked, “So the person you like is Shen Zhiyan? Because I killed his brother, so you deliberately retaliate against me? When you tortured me enough, just kick me. Kick me away, right?”

Jiang Yichen: “…”

“Don’t stare at me, it’s all written in the book.”

Jiang Yichen gritted his teeth: “What book?”

Gu Qing tremblingly raised his teacup, “”Sweethearted Wife Runs with the Ball””

Jiang Yichen: “…”

Gu Qing asked to take a sip of hot tea, “How Are You Good or Bad, President Husband””

Jiang Yichen: “…”

Gu Qing asked to put down his tea cup: “Gu Beicheng, you are so cruel…”

Jiang Yichen: “…” Why did he marry such a stupid man as his wife?

Is there any rescue?

Gu Qing swallowed, “I’m not in the entertainment industry anymore. Shen Zhiyan and I are from two worlds. You can rest assured.”

Jiang Yichen clenched his fists, “The person I like is not Shen Zhiyan, nor Shen Zhiyu.”

Gu Qing blinked his eyes, “That…is Xia Feng? Jiang Yichen, you are such a beast, you are in an office romance, and someone is just a small assistant. You have the idea of ​​hitting someone!”

Jiang Yichen: “Eat your meal!”

Gu Qingrang said one more thing, and he was going to hang himself.

Gu Qing made the prawns from the hot pot slippery and stuffed it into his mouth. The hot sensation stimulated his tongue. After chewing it twice, he swallowed it into his stomach. Gu Qing felt that his stomach was faintly burning.

He looked at Jiang Yichen in the steaming heat and was silent for a long time before speaking.

“Jiang Yichen, is it really me…killing Shen Zhiyu?”

It was really hard for him to believe that his twenty-year-old would actually do such a terrible thing.

Jiang Yichen shook his head, “I don’t know.”

“What does it mean you don’t know?”

Gu Qing was puzzled. He didn’t believe that Jiang Yichen had never investigated this matter.

“I don’t know, I don’t know.” Jiang Yichen was a little annoyed. “When I rushed to the scene, I only saved…” He paused and continued, “You are in a coma, and Shen Zhiyu is dead. The artificial lake dug in the development zone is still under construction. There are no people around and no surveillance video. Apart from Shen Zhiyu, only you know what happened on the boat.”

“But you were silent about what happened back then. You only bite out Shen’s words and you accidentally fell. In the end, the police convicted you of manslaughter instead of deliberate homicide because of insufficient evidence.”

Gu Qing let him listen every word, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yichen.

“Do you also think that I killed Shen Zhiyu?”