Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 62
Song Zhicheng's sudden return dispelled You Qian's idea of ​​going out to find Zhou Jia and Tang Zheng to have dinner together. Seeing that the tables, chairs, bowls and chopsticks were neatly arranged, Song Zhicheng's calm face softened a little after he pulled away the chair and took a seat. some.

"Why don't you eat first?" Song Zhicheng asked in a low voice.

You Qian lived in Song Zhicheng's house for four years, married him for more than five years, and after spending nearly ten years together, she can still understand his emotional changes. Of course, she can't pretend to be going out at this time. She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyebrows crooked with a smile, "I just want to eat together after you come back."

Song Zhicheng paused his hand holding the spoon, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, but when he raised his head, he couldn't see anything strange in his eyes. He stared at You Qian with his black eyes, and said without a trace of emotion: "If you're hungry, go first." Eat, don't wait for me in the future."

You Qian squirmed her mouth and let out a soft 'oh'.

As usual, the atmosphere was still silent, only the slight sound of tableware colliding.

You Qian put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and said, "I'm full."

Song Zhicheng glanced across and saw that the bottom of the bowl she was using was scraped clean, but the dishes on the table, except for a few meat dishes, and the other few vegetarian dishes had no traces of tampering. Moreover, he specifically told her to You Qian only drank a small bowl of soup, Song Zhicheng frowned, thought for a moment, and stopped her: "Drink another bowl of soup."

You Qian rubbed her belly and said, "I can't drink anymore."

This stomach is very strange recently. She doesn't like soup, soup, and water, which she used to like very much, now she doesn't like it at all, and You Qian feels that she has become picky eaters, especially vegetables. This is the same as Song Zhicheng. Grandpa once told her Several times, Song Zhicheng had to be coaxed by several nannies to eat vegetables when he was a child, before he would condescend to eat a few mouthfuls.Even now, I don’t like eating vegetables very much. Last time I came back from the old house, my grandfather stuffed a lot of vegetables that he grew himself, and asked You Qian to find a way to make some delicious ones for Song Zhicheng. Very cooperative.

Why does she feel that her current behavior is comparable to that of Song Zhicheng?

She had never been like this before.

In You Qian's mind, that absurd idea kept popping up, reminding her of possible answers, but...it's absolutely impossible, how could she be pregnant?
impossible.

Song Zhicheng raised his eyes and asked, "What are you thinking?"

You Qian regained consciousness in an instant, looked at Song Zhicheng with an embarrassed expression, she wanted to leave immediately, but Song Zhicheng raised his hand, pointed to the chair opposite him, and said, "Sit down and have another bowl of soup."

You Qian hesitated and refused.

Song Zhicheng raised his eyelids, and said flatly, "No, as long as I'm in the room, you don't want to recite a line in front of me." He was so annoyed by the non-stop babble every day.

After hearing what he said, You Qian's face flushed suddenly, and she had no choice but to sit down spinelessly.You Qian has a big shortcoming, that is, reciting texts, memorizing lines, etc. As long as it is written, her memory is very poor. Although her acting skills are superb, she can easily enter the play every time, but because of the above The disadvantage is that she has to spend twice as much time memorizing lines as others every day, and she doesn't want to delay the filming progress of the crew. Before going to sleep, You Qian will memorize the lines to be used the next day again.

Song Zhicheng took this point as a threat, and You Qian had no choice but to give in.

Seeing her sit down obediently, Song Zhicheng immediately made a bowl of soup with a spoon, handed it to her, and said, "After drinking, don't leave a drop."

With a bitter face, You Qian held a full bowl of soup, opened his mouth and took a gulp, almost choked because he was too anxious to drink.Song Zhicheng glanced at her with deep eyes: "Drink slowly."

The voice is cool.

You Qian couldn't help but shuddered, quickly lowered her head and took a small sip to drink.

Song Zhicheng's gloomy face turned pale, and he stretched out his chopsticks again, picked up several pieces of vegetables, put them on the plate in front of You Qian, and said, "After drinking the soup, finish these vegetables by the way."

You Qian stared at him with wide eyes, in disbelief.

Maybe it was because her expression was too shocked, it looked a little ridiculous, Song Zhicheng pulled his tight lips lightly, and a smile appeared unconsciously, when he realized that he was smiling, Song Zhicheng immediately closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and maintained a serious expression Emoji, say: "Eat!"

You Qian pursed her lips, slandering inwardly, unwilling to eat all the vegetables on the plate.

When she finished her meal, Song Zhicheng stopped eating without haste.

For You Qian, the dinner, which was like a disaster, was finally over. After cleaning up, she couldn't resist the curiosity in her heart. She found the scale in the living room and stood up to weigh it.

49.6KG, indeed gained a few catties.

You Qian frowned, feeling worried for a moment.

It is really a difficult task for people who have never been fat to suddenly lose weight.As an artist, keeping in shape is a basic professional quality. You Qian understands this very well, so she never complains about Tang Zheng's request to lose weight. However, today's weight loss plan seems to be in vain. She can't restrain her desire to eat meat at all. .

"Hmph..." Song Zhicheng, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, suddenly let out a soft hum.

You Qian looked at him, feeling that he was a little puzzled.

Song Zhicheng looked at her coolly, and opened his thin lips lightly: "What is there to worry about, isn't it just a few catties?"

You Qian looked at him earnestly, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you think it's strange that I'm fat?"

Song Zhicheng snapped his fingers, pursed his lips and said, "What's so strange, you can eat so much, it's no wonder you're not fat."

"We must lose weight, and we can't eat any more." You Qian muttered to himself, silently knelt down, picked up the scale, and moved it to the locker in the entrance.

Song Zhicheng snorted, "There's nothing wrong with being fat." His voice was very low, and he spoke very fast. If it wasn't for You Qian's sharp ears, he probably didn't listen carefully to what he was saying.

You Qian opened her eyes wide and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

Song Zhicheng's fingers flipping through the financial magazines suddenly froze, and after a while, he raised his head calmly, looked at her sideways, and then said expressionlessly: "I will go back to the old house in a few days, and grandpa will be very upset when he sees you gain weight." happy."

Asking him was just to find anger for herself, You Qian didn't plan to talk to him anymore, she just sat down on the other side of the sofa, picked up the script, lowered her voice and began to recite the lines.

Song Zhicheng listened for a while, and couldn't bear it: "It's whether you have a heart, whether you love me or not? It's not whether you have a heart, whether you love me or not."

Song Zhicheng's expression was always cold. Those words spit out from his mouth were really unimaginable, and I just felt extremely horrified.You Qian was startled suddenly, her body trembled, and the script fell from her lap.

Song Zhicheng's deep black eyes stared at her coolly, and the sarcasm in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "Have a little heart, and a little brain, if you don't have this ability, you should be an actor."

You Qian lowered her eyes slightly, and picked up the dropped script silently, glanced out of the corner of her eye, and sure enough, the two lines Song Zhicheng just said were correct.

Although the meaning is similar, the correct line is undoubtedly concise.

You Qian was very discouraged.

Song Zhicheng seemed to think that she wasn't hit enough, so he raised the corners of his mouth and said mockingly, "You might as well just say 12345678, and let someone else dub it for you later."

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