I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

There was a bit of a traffic jam on the road, so they hurried to the imperial court.

The staff of FY are already waiting in the box.

Among them were Wen Yan's manager, assistant, two other staff members, and Wen Yan himself.

After entering the negotiation process, Fu Jiujiu became calm again and at the same time recovered his professionalism.

Probably because of the reasons explained above, Wen Yan did not raise any objections to many terms that could actually be reconsidered.

Negotiations went surprisingly smoothly.

It's just that during the whole process, the FY staff looked at Fu Jiujiu in a subtle way.

It was not too obvious, and there was no malicious intent, so Fu Jiujiu didn't feel uncomfortable.

It's just that he wasn't sure whether the reason they looked at him like this was because of today's news, or the hint given to them by the higher-ups.

Or maybe both.

Fu Jiujiu inevitably thought of the unspoken agreement between him and Lin Jun again, and his heart was gradually numb from the pain.

The pain was not violent, but very dense, covering his entire heart bit by bit, without leaving any gaps, making him feel slightly suffocated.

This kind of suffocation is different from the suffocation of being held tightly in Lin Jun's arms, one makes him happy, and the other makes him painful.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but he felt that this shouldn't be the result.

It was as if there was a hand in the dark, very viciously disrupting his steps that were about to get on the right track little by little, that's why he felt especially painful.

The general outline of the matter was quickly finalized, and it was only waiting to go deeper into the details.

Not to mention the short time, and Fu Jiujiu was not given alcohol as usual, but just had a few drinks.

He is small and has a high position. He is the youngest person present in most negotiations, so he is often forced to drink a few more drinks.

The more alcohol you drink, the easier it is to talk.

In the past, he didn't like the wine culture on the table very much, and he hoped that every time it could go smoothly and end quickly.

He managed to do everything today, he should have been happy, but there was no joy in his heart, only ridicule.

It was given to him by Lin Jun, and he got it, but if he wanted to give it to Lin Jun, would Lin Jun still want it?

He wasn't sure.

While he was struggling, the "I Am a Princess" team also took the time to hold a meeting.

In the meantime, Zhuquan took a photo on the desktop, which was exactly the photo his assistant took in the supermarket last time.

The tall and handsome man clasped the Qingjuan youth tightly in his arms, bowed his head and kissed, the affection between his brows was deep and extremely devout.

Like a beautiful painting.

Due to the angle, only the side faces of the two are shown in the photo.

Especially that handsome young man, one side of his face was partially covered, only showing the tip of his nose and thick long eyelashes.

But for those who knew them, the photo was enough to identify them.

However, neither of them showed their faces very often, so not many people recognized them at first sight.

"Brother Quan, isn't it?" One of them joked, "What is this? A screenshot from an idol drama? Don't tell me, it's because of this photo that we rushed back for a meeting, right?"

The other thought for a moment and said, "Isn't it? This..."

He pointed to Lin Jun: "Is it Lin Ershao? I have the magazine he photographed in my possession, so I can't admit my mistake."

As soon as he said it, everyone else recognized Lin Jun, but no one knew Fu Jiujiu: "Who is this? He matches Lin Er Shao very well."

"Isn't it said that Lin Er Shao's eyes are higher than the top? I heard that he never flirts with women."

"No, why are you showing us this? Don't tell me that you have an affair with Lin Ershao, and he was caught stealing food?" The man himself found it funny when he said it, and couldn't help laughing.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhuquan slapped the table angrily, "If I can get him, will the manga still sell?"

Just laughed out loud and said with a rough nerve: "If you can catch up with him, why are you still selling comics?"

"That's right," Zhuquan said with a sneer, "That's why we have been busy for so long, and in the end we still make wedding dresses for someone else."

After a moment of silence in the air, Zhuquan pointed his index finger on Fu Jiujiu's face: "He is Fu Jiujiu, also known as Qingren."

The air slowly became stagnant, and after a while, words began to intertwine in the air, from doubts slowly to fast and intense.

"Hasn't he responded yet?"

"If he's not, why didn't Qingren or Fu Jiujiu respond?"

"So you're saying there's an unspoken rule here, and we're the victims?"

"If that's the case, can't this matter be over?"

"You didn't see that he is now in full swing, and if he offends Lin Ershao, he offends FY. If you can't bear it, you have to bear it."

"..."

Words are like blades, Zhuquan gradually clenched his fingers.

When I came out of the imperial court, it was only after nine o'clock, and there was a drizzle in the sky.

Fu Jiujiu asked the driver to take Mary back, and he himself waved a taxi.

On the way, he turned his head and looked out the window in a daze, without thinking about anything, because he was afraid that if he thought too much, he would lose his courage easily.

The raindrops dropped a little water stain on the car window, and the water stain gradually became bigger and merged into splashes, and finally meandered downward, like fine tear stains.

When he got downstairs, he didn't hesitate at all, he opened the unit door and walked upstairs as if being chased by rain.

But when they arrived at the door of Lin Jun's house, the vacuum state of not thinking about anything suddenly disappeared.

Those small and broken voices that he deliberately suppressed finally broke out and rang in his ears:

"You can tell me anything, I won't get angry casually." It was his own voice.

"Okay," followed by Lin Jun's voice, he spoke slowly: "You should do the same, tell me everything, don't lie to me."

"En." Fu Jiujiu's heart twitched suddenly, and his own voice promised so sincerely and simply.

Because at that time, even before being exposed by others, it was only his affection for him, and it could not be considered as a concealment.

But then, he remembered Lin Jun's abnormal behavior on the day Qing Ren was caught plagiarizing.

He kissed him in the supermarket, affectionately and pitifully.

When I came back, I asked him again: "Is there anything you can't tell me? Didn't you tell me everything?"

What he said at the time was half-truth and half-false, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

Fu Jiujiu closed his eyes. If those were guesswork and unreliable, what about today?

Today he didn't even confirm to him, obviously he already knew the answer.

Fu Jiujiu lifted up slightly, and the hand that was going to knock on the door gradually became extremely heavy, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.

There was a premonition that slowly fermented and formed in his heart, and gradually became like a real thing, which made him suffocate.

After a moment of stupefaction, the door was pulled open from the inside, and the light leaked all over the floor.

Fu Jiujiu was enveloped by the brilliance, and was blocked by the shadow after a while.

Lin Jun was standing in the shadow of the lamp, looking at him seriously with downcast eyes.

The light came from behind him, hiding his facial features in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly for a while.

Fu Jiujiu wanted to see more clearly, so he couldn't help taking a step back: "Brother."

I don't know if it was because of his actions, Lin Jun's drooping eyes dimmed slightly: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Fu Jiujiu didn't speak, but clenched his hands slightly into fists.

"Today is very fast." Lin Jun said again, no emotion could be heard in his voice.

"You already knew about it, didn't you?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

"Yes." Fu Jiujiu didn't say what it was, but Lin Jun obviously knew it very well, and answered straightforwardly without denying it.

"Why didn't you ask me." Fu Jiujiu's voice became very deep, as if condensed with water vapor.

"Why didn't I ask you?" Lin Jun seemed to be looking at him amusedly, but Fu Jiujiu couldn't catch that gaze, and slightly looked away.

After a while, he heard Lin Jun ask, "Then why didn't you say anything?"

His voice seemed light and ethereal, but it was heavy and contradictory.

"I..." The wind blew in from the corridor, blowing on my body, the sweat was cold on my underwear, Fu Jiujiu felt a little cold, he finally compromised and softly said: "I'm sorry."

"What do you have to apologize for?" Lin Jun asked, "Isn't it because I didn't do well that you didn't want to tell me?"

Fu Jiujiu shook his head.

"But you promised me that you didn't hide from each other, and that you were intimate with me as if you were close to each other, but you kept everything from me." Lin Jun smiled softly: "You make me feel that you are very duplicity. Not sure if you still need me, and not sure if I'm worth anything to you."

"Not what you think, if you ask me..."

"Why didn't I ask you?" Lin Jun's tone sank, and he took a step forward and walked out of the door.

Fu Jiujiu stood where he was and didn't move any more. As he got closer, he could smell a very strong smell of alcohol and tobacco on his body.

"elder brother……"

"Because I hope it's not that I'm going to ask you and force you," he stretched out his hand and pulled back Fu Jiujiu's broken hair, pinched his chin, so that his entire face was exposed in his line of sight. Chu: "Because I want to hear you take the initiative to tell me."

Fu Jiujiu's eyelashes blinked, and the sockets of his eyes were sore from the heavy weight in his tone.

"Not only that, in fact, I have been delusional that one day you will take the initiative to tear up the divorce agreement you signed yourself." Lin Jun said: "No one knows the difference between initiative and coercion better than you, right? I only targeted you once, and you lost your memory, didn't you?"

Fu Jiujiu clenched his fists, and Lin Jun continued to speak, a little emotionally: "Why can't you take the initiative once?"

Therefore, he used to despise Chen Mengju and loathe Chen Mengju, but he never hated her because he didn't think it was worth it.

Only today, he hated Chen Mengju so much that he wanted to leave her with nothing.

Because she broke the balance of power between him and Fu Jiujiu.

When there is no external force, they are like in a vacuum world. As long as he doesn't expose him for a day, he will have a chance to wait for Fu Jiujiu's initiative, and he will have a chance to win.

But Chen Mengju appeared in the form of external force.

She shattered that possibility and brutally tore the truth between them.

At that moment, his heart was full of anger and despair that had nowhere to vent.

Fu Jiujiu's initiative was too important to him.

But now, even his chance to gamble has been broken.

"Brother, I took the initiative." Fu Jiujiu said.

Although in the eyes of a married person like Lin Jun, that scale may not be a big deal.

But in fact, many times he has taken the initiative to exceed his bottom line.

He reached out to shake his hand: "You drink too much, I'll help you take a bath, we'll talk tomorrow when you wake up."

Lin Jun pulled out his wrist in silence.

Fu Jiujiu whispered again: "The unspoken rules count, right? It's agreed that it can't be changed, right?"

Lin Jun looked down at him, his lips pursed tightly and said nothing.

His skin was hot, steamed by alcohol, very uncomfortable, and his reaction became slow.

And Fu Jiujiu's skin is naturally cool, holding him in his arms can relieve his torment and dryness.

No matter what happened, he desperately wanted to be able to hold him in his arms.

"Brother," Fu Jiujiu's voice rang in his ears again, interrupting his thoughts.

He suddenly asked him: "I want to ask again, why did we divorce in the first place?"

Lin Jun pursed his lips, not understanding why he had to ask again.

But after a long silence, he still couldn't refuse Fu Jiujiu's question, he said, "You asked it first."

Fu Jiujiu smiled, as if all the strength in his body was lost in an instant.

He looked up at Lin Jun, his face paler than usual.

Lin Jun blamed him for concealing it, so why didn't he conceal it.

He clearly remembered that it was he who proposed the divorce himself.

So what about this one?How much truth did Lin Jun give him about other things?

Fu Jiujiu turned around and opened the door.

Before entering the door, he paused for a moment before saying, "Brother, let's calm down for a while."

The author has something to say: I will solve the misunderstanding tomorrow. I wanted to write to that point, but there are too many things in the third dimension recently, so I can only do it tomorrow.

感谢在2020-09-0821:17:25~2020-09-1020:19:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!