Mrs. Shen and the little girls followed Fu Youzhi's footsteps, leaving Gu Yanchen standing alone in the empty CEO's office, silently dazed for a moment, and opened a bottle of whiskey.
The tawny wine was clear and mellow, much like Fu Youzhi's eyes. In the glass, sharp waves were reflected, and the person who was cut was covered in blood.
He let out a deep breath and swallowed a full glass of strong wine into his throat. It was strange that today's wine had such a sour aftertaste.
The cell phone was ringing non-stop, and Serena had already made countless calls in tears. Director George did not expect that she would be cold when she came to Beicheng this time, and she kept looking for him anxiously.
Even my former childhood friend joked with him and asked him to "discuss" business. It was said that in a temple in the western suburbs of Beicheng, there were thirteen hairpins with whisks, all of them outstanding in appearance, skilled in piano and dance, and with ridiculously soft waists.
, not even Fa Hai can resist the softness of the fingers...
With a loud "Bang!", he slammed the phone on the ground. Assistant Lin was right outside the door. Seeing that the boss was drunk and full of anger, he quickly followed him.
The low-key Maybach traveled through the bustling city center of Beicheng City at a very fast speed, almost riding on Fu Youzhi's car back to Luoxue Villa.
Fu Youzhi's car suddenly rang at the entrance of the villa. She rubbed her waist and helped Mrs. Shen get out of the car.
Everywhere on my body hurt, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became. No matter how much Mrs. Shen tried to coax her along the way, her cheeks were bulging anyway, and she couldn't get rid of her anger at all.
I originally planned to go back and take a hot bath, but before I took two steps, I bumped into Director Pei's drama crew.
"Aren't we going to shoot tomorrow? Why are you here in such a hurry? Go away, my back hurts!"
Fu Youzhi was not angry, and her spoiled little temper came to the fore. Even Gu Yanchen was so angry that he was completely hurt. Director Pei was like a direct collision with her muzzle.
"I've sent you an itinerary. We've arranged for our guests to go to Bali for their honeymoon. We'll take off tonight."
Director Pei personally came to pick up her team. The last love variety show made a lot of money, and the ratings went all the way to the top. It was a live-level, epic variety show that left a name!
This time the funds are particularly sufficient. Whether it is air tickets, hotels, tourist attractions, romantic lunches, and the entire program arrangement, there are high-level sponsors. Director Pei plans to focus on slow life this time and let everyone go to the island to relax freely for a weekend.
He knew that Mr. Fu would definitely like it!
Mr. Fu will definitely bring the world's best movie stars to the beach, wearing bikinis and dancing with seaweed!
Can the ratings explode???
In order to avoid some accidents, he specially came to invite Fu Youzhi, hoping to fly with the two of them.
"Let's go!" Director Pei's excited eyes covered up the original insight in his eyes, and he didn't even notice Fu Youzhi's livid face.
"If I don't go, it's even less possible for me to go on honeymoon with Gu Yanchen!" Fu Youzhi was wrapped in a big silk scarf and stood on the steps of Luoxue Villa, looking down at the world as if she were the only one in the world.
"Director Pei, we are divorced! I am single and beautiful, and I don't want to fall in love! I will never fall in love again in this life!"
【what happened?】
【What happened to these two people?】
[Zhizhi is so angry. Did Gu Yanchen make her angry? 】
[Men don’t know how to cherish it when they get it. It’s probably because Gu Yanchen cheated!]
[That is, Gu Yanchen’s five elements are lacking in earth, his life is full of peach blossoms, and his middle-aged peach blossoms are rotten, so he must be having an affair with someone else!]
[Can you please stop talking nonsense, you keyboard warriors, maybe the two of you just had a quarrel, a fight between husband and wife, at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. 】
Director Pei originally planned to use the filming before boarding the plane as a pilot film, and all the live broadcast rooms had already been set up.
A group of "?"s flashed across the barrage, and the young viewers could see a sentence in capital letters and boldface:
[The Maybach has arrived! Gu Yanchen is back!!!!]
Sure enough, the car lights were coming from far away, and the Maybach's low-key engine roar was especially arrogant today. We would soon turn into the villa.
"Close the door!" Fu Youzhi instructed the servants,
"Close the door quickly. If anyone dares to let him in, I will make him pack up and run away right now!"
"Gardenia," Gu Yanchen walked out from the back seat, his cheeks and corners of his eyes were a little ambiguously red, which was due to the strength of the whiskey coming out. He was surrounded by the dense smell of alcohol, and he looked particularly elegant and elegant.
"It's my fault, I was wrong, please stop making trouble, okay?"
If Fu Youzhi's character wanted to cause trouble, it would be useless even if the King of Heaven came. Seeing his languid and lazy look, he remained unmoved at all.
"Close the door. Today it's me but not him. Director Pei, take your crew and leave quickly. I won't be filming the drama anymore. I'll pay you whatever amount you have to pay!"
With that said, he also sent the little girls,
"Go to the villa and throw all Gu Yanchen's things out to me! Don't let me see any of them, my back hurts!" Fu Youzhi turned around, and next to her was the kind face of Mrs. Shen.
Mrs. Shen...
He must be considered a member of Gu Yanchen's family...
Fu Youzhi didn't know how to treat his family for a while. The two little girls whispered something in Old Mrs. Shen's ear, only to hear Old Mrs. Shen tremblingly say,
"Ahem, it's not as bad as your family! Please don't elevate Gu Yanchen's personal behavior to the level of your family!"
Makes sense!
Fu Youzhi is not a person who knows good and evil. Mrs. Shen is kind to her, but she can't do anything to the old man.
"Then it's just you. Go quickly and stay far away!" Fu Youzhi waved his hand to drive him away.
Gu Yanchen stood alone next to the Maybach, his hands in his pockets, his deep eyes could not see any color, and he took out a cigarette with his slender fingers.
A match on the sandalwood, a flickering firefly on the fingertips, smoke lingering around him, and in the gloomy night, he looked like a decadent and chic wandering artist.
The beauty is so beautiful that it really breaks your heart.
Fu Youzhi was stunned for a moment.
Director Pei's photographer skills were average, but the person opposite him was so good-looking and so easy to photograph. As soon as the camera turned, it turned out to be a decadent blockbuster at night.
He hadn't smoked for a long time. Fu Youzhi made a fuss last time and he quit all at once. He quit completely. He didn't smoke for a long time. Suddenly the smoke entered his lungs and he choked violently.
He started coughing.
He held his chest and coughed dryly for a long time. His throat was already hoarse and dry, but he coughed up a bit of a heartbreaking feeling.
He exhaled the last puff of smoke, and the ends of his eyes were red like drops of blood. In the smoke, there was even a drop of clear tears in the corners of his eyes, which seemed to be speckled on his peach blossom eyes...
"Come out and go home." He knocked on Assistant Lin who was sitting in the driver's seat. Assistant Lin wanted to run away. This place was simply a Shura field.
But,
"You drank..."
"Go back." Assistant Lin had no choice but to escape and ran away like flying.
Gu Yanchen neatly sat in the driver's seat, and the Maybach slowly reversed, like a silent compromise and surrender.
Fu Youzhi and the people at Luoxue Villa breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Suddenly, the vehicle's engine roared loudly!
"squeak--"
Maybach roared angrily and directly knocked the large iron door of the European-style manor of Luoxue Villa to the ground with a loud bang.
The siren was piercing and loud, the Maybach's wheels were spinning violently, and the mud in the garden was splashed all over the wheels.
Gu Yanchen walked out of the car, the fragile feeling just now completely disappeared, like an evil beast that had just escaped from the cage, killing all the Rakshasa of its kind in the sea of blood, his tone was playful and frivolous, and his tone was cold,