Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 153 as you wish

You Qian paused for a moment, she looked at Xiao Zhang, and said with an unchanged expression: "I see, what else did he say?" What is the purpose of Song Zhicheng's special call?
Simply tell yourself he's back?

Xiao Zhang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "President Song didn't say anything else."

You Qian: "Go back to your room and rest."

When they arrived at the door of the hotel room, another male assistant entered You Qian's room first. After checking it, he nodded to the two of them. Xiao Zhang said to You Qian, "Madam, go in and rest first."

You Qian turned around and entered the door.

She knew better than anyone else that these two male bodyguards were supposed to protect her safety on the surface, but in fact they also had the task of monitoring her, so You Qian always treated them with a calm attitude.

After entering the room, You Qian sat for a while, and decided to think about nothing and go straight to sleep.

The next day, there was her scene early in the morning, and You Qian took several shots one after another. During the break, she received a call from Song Zhicheng. After a moment of silence, Song Zhicheng said, "Tonight, I will ask Lin Tezhu to pick you up? "

"The crew can't ask for leave." You Qian shook her head, and then said: "I have already written what I have to say and do in the agreement, and I have agreed to your request. There is no need for us to meet, right? "

Song Zhicheng clenched the hand holding the microphone, his face was terribly gloomy.

After You Qian finished speaking, she waited quietly for his answer.

Song Zhicheng had a sullen face, listening to each other's breathing, after a while, as if a few words were squeezed out of his teeth, he said coldly: "As you wish."

You Qian's heart throbbed suddenly.

Song Zhicheng hung up the phone.

Zhou Jia quickly supported You Qian, and asked worriedly, "Qian Qian, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Stabilizing her body, You Qian showed a comforting smile: "It's okay, you all treat me like a porcelain doll? I'm really okay." With Zhou Jia's strength, she sat down.

Staring blankly at the floor, the early autumn wind carried a tinge of coolness, gently brushing over You Qian's fair and clean cheeks, the skin was as creamy, so white that there was almost no trace of blood.

Sitting quietly, Zhou Jia carefully stared at You Qian, eyes full of worry.

You Qian clenched her palms tightly, feeling in a trance.

Song Zhicheng agreed.

With his pride, now that he has spoken, he will definitely not regret it. Finally, when the desired result is obtained, You Qian's whole heart is suddenly empty. Although he had hoped that he would agree sooner, he really readily agreed. , She felt a little uncomfortable again, and the feeling of discomfort lingered deep in her heart, and it seemed that she had received sufficient nutrients in an instant, and it continued to grow in her chest, growing stronger...

tick...

There is liquid falling.

Reach out and wipe it, it's full of tears.

You Qian hugged her body and lowered her head as much as possible so that no one would notice her strangeness. Zhou Jia moved over anxiously, handed the tissue to You Qian, and said in a low voice, "Just now Mr. Tang asked me about your condition, I told him about your condition You are not feeling well, Mr. Tang, he has already asked Director Fang to let you rest for a while, shall we go back now?"

You Qian took the tissue and gently wiped away the tears.

When she looked up again, there was no abnormality in You Qian's entire face, except for the slightly red eye sockets. It only took a few minutes for her to adjust, and no one would notice that she had cried just now.

Sure enough, after just 2 minutes, You Qian's face had returned to calm, and the slightest bit of sadness and emaciation was gone.

Zhou Jia sighed deeply.

You Qian, who is so fragile yet strong, really makes people want to hold her in his arms, help her clear the dark clouds covering her head, and give her a sunny day again.

It's just... the person who can give her sunshine is not herself.

As soon as she got back to the hotel, You Qian received a call from Lin Jingwen not long after. When she answered, You Qian's voice was very calm: "Assistant Lin?"

Lin Jingwen glanced quietly at Song Zhicheng who was sitting on the office chair. Seeing that Song Zhicheng had a stern face and was very concentrated on his work, he opened his mouth a few times and said, "Madam, Mr. Song has finished signing."

After signing...

The expected answer.

You Qian was not surprised, and said flatly, "I see."

Lin Jingwen stared at the document in front of him in embarrassment, and then glanced at Song Zhicheng. He felt that persuasion and comfort were not enough, and it seemed embarrassing to say anything now.

I don't understand why Mr. Song didn't let him tell his wife in private, but instead let him get things done in front of him.

Be quiet for a moment.

Lin Jingwen said: "Madam... I will entrust a lawyer to complete the formalities as soon as possible."

You Qian whispered, "Well, thank you, Assistant Lin."

These two people, one is working as usual, the other is listening quietly. They don't seem to care much about the next thing. Compared with the tense atmosphere when some couples are about to go through the formalities, You Qian and Song Zhicheng are going to divorce. calm...

Hey~
Lin Jingwen thought for a while, but said nothing again, "Madam, I'm going to hang up first."

You Qian said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jingwen held the required documents in his hands, turned around and glanced at Song Zhicheng, and saw that Song Zhicheng had kept his head down, without any orders, so he lifted his feet and left.

The door is closed.

Song Zhicheng raised his head, stared at the screen with dark eyes, said nothing, his sharp face was tense, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

On the J city side, put down the phone, You Qian sat on the sofa, silent and did not speak.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the room, and You Qian didn't really want to talk at the moment, so she just wanted to stay alone for a while.

long long time...

"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door, interrupting You Qian's dazed thoughts. She said in a low voice, please come in, her eyes were not focused on the direction of the door.

is the nutritionist responsible for her daily diet.

The nutritionist brought in the exquisite afternoon tea, and glanced quietly at You Qian who was sitting quietly on the sofa. If he hadn't heard the response just now, it would be easy to mistake the quiet You Qian for an exquisite wax figure.

When the nutritionist lifted his feet to leave, he suddenly heard a small voice from behind: "Thank you."

The nutritionist smiled and added: "There are a few snacks, they should be eaten while they are hot." As an employer with a deep background, he has no airs in his body, he is kind and gentle, and occasionally reveals a hint of playfulness , it can be seen that she didn't pretend to be intentional, she herself is such a consistent person.

Very endearing.

Although she and You Qian don't talk much every day, they occasionally discuss cooking with each other, and each time they gain something. The nutritionist himself likes You Qian very much.

Moreover, You Qian is also a very popular female star in China, and her son and daughter are very obsessed with her. Seeing You Qian who is sitting so quietly makes people feel pity for no reason. The nutritionist thought about it, He smiled and said: "Eat something. As you said, food has a soul. It can not only satisfy the taste buds, but also bring happiness to the soul. If you are unhappy, eat something. Go back to sleep, and you'll be fine."

When he said this, the nutritionist didn't know what difficulties You Qian had encountered, and the reason why he said it was because he couldn't see You Qian in such a daze, and was afraid that she would bore him to death.

You Qian raised her head and smiled: "Well, I like today's afternoon tea very much."

　Thank you all for your rewards, it's a waste of money.

　　There have been fewer recently, and I feel very guilty when I receive a reward from the author...

　　
　
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