Cannon fodder fiancé dressed as a villain

Buying an extremely cheap pink diamond for 5000 million yuan, the black foreigner clenched his fists in anger, and even the Asian who looked like a Chinese next to him looked very ugly.

Sensing that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, Ji Wuyou quietly gave Qiao Yexuan a wink, and the two of them walked out of the clubhouse one after the other, and a black low-luxury SUV stopped at the entrance of the clubhouse.

Ji Wuyou lowered his head and got into the car, while Lin Qiuhe on the other end of the phone was still chattering: "You can't turn left on that path, you have to turn right on the avenue, the avenue is safe."

In the novel, Ji Wuyou just took a small path and got into a fight with the bodyguards of the black foreigners.

Lin Qiuhe recalled the details of the novel carefully, and Ji Wuyou's magnetic voice interrupted him: "Qiuhe."

Lin Qiuhe was taken aback, and Ji Wuyou comforted him, "Don't worry."

Lin Qiuhe curled his lips, so he wasn't worried.

His cheeks turned red inexplicably, Lin Qiuhe remained calm and pretended to be impatient: "Okay, got it, I'm dead."

Lin Qiuhe hung up the phone, then rubbed his red cheeks, feeling a little hot.

Pooh.Lin Qiuhe despised himself fiercely in his heart, he was so old, why should he be ashamed.

Lin Qiuhe decided to concentrate on filming, but his heart was hanging on Ji Wuyou's body. He lost his mind several times during the filming, and was reminded by Mo Dao with a loudspeaker before he managed to regain his senses.

But Ji Wuyou still has a conscience, knowing that he is worried, and sending him a few voice messages from time to time.

In this way, he stayed up until eight o'clock in the evening. As soon as he returned to the hotel to take a shower, he received a call from Ji Wuyou: "I'm on the plane, and I'll arrive at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Oh, then you have a safe journey." After a few words, Lin Qiuhe hung up the phone, and hurriedly moved the clothes and bedding in the master bedroom to the guest room, lest Ji Wuyou know that he has been lying on the bed in the master bedroom for the past few days. Walk.He is still angry, he cannot forgive Ji Wuyou so easily.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiuhe began to move things quickly, not forgetting to remove the newly inserted bottle of daisies on the table before leaving.

When he woke up after packing up his things, it was already daylight. Not surprisingly, Ji Wuyou lazily leaned against the door frame of the guest room, his slightly drooping eyelids were lazily closed, almost narrowed into a slit, showing a little tiredness .

Lin Qiuhe rubbed his eyes, watching the morning sun shining on Ji Wuyou through the window, with a thought, he almost subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth, in an inexplicably good mood: "Morning."

Hearing his words, Ji Wuyou raised his head. His slightly green eyes showed that the owner of the eyes hadn't slept well on the plane. He walked towards Lin Qiuhe step by step, sat on the bed, leaned against Lin Qiuhe's shoulder, and lowered his head. The hoarse voice said in a deep voice, "I miss you."

Lin Qiuhe patted him on the shoulder: "Go to bed if you're tired."

"Yeah." Ji Wuyou responded in a low voice, tilted his head to one side, and after a few seconds, he arched his body and moved to the side, put on his clothes and fell on the bed, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

Ji Wuyou's body was bent, and his shoes were still on the side of the bed.

Lin Qiuhe sighed faintly, resigned himself to his fate, got up lightly, helped Ji Wuyou take off his shoes and coat, and moved him to the bed.When his fingers touched Ji Wuyou's bare arm, Lin Qiuhe was shocked, and there was an unusual hot feeling from his fingertips.

The palm moved to Ji Wuyou's head again, pressed it lightly, and touched it again, Lin Qiuhe frowned, this guy really had a fever, no wonder it was so hot.

Fortunately, there were several boxes of antipyretics that were kept in the hotel cabinet. Lin Qiuhe hurriedly boiled a cup of hot water, cooled it down, and poured it down for Ji Wuyou to feed the medicine.

"I have to go to filming. I can't take care of you anymore. I'll let Dai Ling follow you. Tell him if you need anything. I'll take care of you when I come back at night."

Lin Qiuhe helped him tuck the corners of the quilt, covered him with the quilt, and wanted to touch Ji Wuyou's hair with his fingers again, but quickly retracted them, turned around and left.

Dai Ling from outside the door walked in instead of him, and Lin Qiuhe urged him repeatedly: "Cook him a bowl of porridge, you know how to cook porridge, make it soft and glutinous, without adding sugar. If the fever does not subside at noon, send it to the hospital immediately .”

"Don't worry, I will take care of them." Dai Liang, who has been an assistant for many years, can be said to be able to take care of these people with ease.

Lin Qiuhe still worriedly urged: "Call me every half an hour, you know? Even if I'm filming, you still have to call and send me a message. I'll watch it after the filming is over."

"Don't worry, go quickly, you'll be late later." Dai Liang urged.

Lin Qiuhe reluctantly left.

As soon as Lin Qiuhe left, Dai Liang caught a glimpse of Ji Wuyou's hand that was still under the quilt just now. He didn't know when it came out of the quilt, so he hurried over, trying to move Ji Wuyou's right hand into the quilt.As a result, as soon as his fingers touched Ji Wuyou, the latter withdrew his hand in disgust, then frowned and wrapped himself tightly around the bed.

Ah, Mr. Ji is really hard to serve, Dai Liang withdrew his hand, suddenly felt a little uneasy standing in this room.

Lin Qiuhe's filming of the scene today went very smoothly.In order to be able to finish filming and return to the hotel as soon as possible, he almost rushed to finish filming all the scenes, all the scenes were passed, so perfect that Mo Dao just wanted to pat him on the shoulder and praise him, but Lin Qiuhe turned around and ran away like oil on the soles of his feet. Kongliu Mo Dao's hand was still hanging in the air, and he fell back awkwardly.

Lin Qiuhe stepped on the gas pedal to the end and quickly returned to the hotel. He opened the door and saw that Ji Wuyou was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a deep v, and a white cardigan. He didn't put his hands in it, and he was just sitting at the dining table with his clothes on , put his left hand half on his chest, and held a spoon in his right hand, digging the porridge and drinking it. Although his brows were frowning, his complexion was much better than in the morning, and turned rosy.

"It's unpalatable." Seeing him coming in, Ji Wuyou put down the spoon in disgust and pushed the porridge away.

Dai Liang stood aside tremblingly, his face ashen.

Lin Qiuhe walked over, sat next to Ji Wuyou, picked up the bowl of porridge, tasted it himself, and was very puzzled: "It's just a bowl of ordinary porridge, it's tasteless, and it's not bad to drink. Or if you want to eat something else, I'll do it for you."

Lin Qiuhe got up and left, Ji Wuyou grabbed him in time: "Okay, I've been tired for a day, don't be too busy."

Ji Wuyou brought the bowl of porridge over, and slowly ate the bowl of porridge with the spoon Lin Qiuhe used just now.

Only then did Lin Qiuhe look up at Dai Liang, and thoughtfully said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Dai Ling shook his head, but he was complaining in his heart. Nima Ji is always too difficult to serve. He doesn't touch his shoulders or help him. Pouring a cup of hot water is too hot to make a bowl of porridge, so he doesn't allow himself Talking, even disgusted that his breathing was so loud that he fell asleep, how could Lin Qiuhe bear such a hard-to-serve person?

Dai Liang was very puzzled, but Lin Qiuhe felt that the sick Ji Wuyou was very cute, he did what Ji Wuyou said, and was very obedient.

Taking Ji Wuyou's temperature again, Lin Qiuhe was relieved when he saw that his body temperature had returned to normal.

Let Dai Liang go back and have a good rest, while Lin Qiuhe takes good care of Ji Wuyou in the house.

Helping him to the bed, Lin Qiuhe went to take a bath first to get rid of the smell of sweat on Xia Tian's body. After taking a bath, he returned to the bedroom refreshed and saw Ji Wuyou working on the bed with a computer.

Lin Qiuhe didn't bother him, quietly poured Ji Wuyou a cup of hot milk and put it beside the bed.

Ji Wuyou took a sip of milk, turned off the computer half an hour later, and took the initiative to talk to him about work for the first time: "I went abroad this time for nothing, but the business failed, and Sheng Youcheng was very angry."

Lin Qiuhe shrugged indifferently: "He doesn't care about things, what do you care about him?"

Ji Wuyou put the computer aside: "I don't care about him, I just find it annoying."

After finishing speaking, Ji Wuyou looked up at him, and smiled slightly: "You know what? Before I met you, I never felt that the past ten years were so difficult. Now I can't wait to draw a line with their Sheng family."

"Then! You have done so many things for them like a cow, it's time to draw a clear line with them, and Sheng Youcheng also swallowed up your Ji family's property. When you were young, they raped you. If it were me, I would have run away a long time ago. You, you are so kind that you have a psychological burden on the Sheng family." Lin Qiuhe raised his hand to help Ji Wuyou with his hair.

Ji Wuyou's Adam's apple rolled down, and said in a deep voice: "You are the first person who thinks I'm good."

Lin Qiuhe plausibly said: "You are very kind, good people don't want to owe others kindness, good people will settle the final account with the other party after repaying the kindness..."

Speaking of this, Lin Qiuhe was taken aback, realizing that he had slipped up again.

Sure enough, Ji Wuyou's eyes immediately turned cold twice: "How do you know that I plan to settle the account with the Sheng family after I finish repaying the favor?"

"..." Lin Qiuhe pinched his fingers unconsciously, thinking about how to explain to Ji Wuyou.

Ji Wuyou asked again: "Also, how did you know that there would be blue and white porcelain in that foreign auction? Who are you?"

Lin Qiuhe remained silent and decided to play dead.

So Ji Wuyou took a deep breath, his eyes seemed filled with grief, he asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you with them?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiuhe immediately stood up and said loudly: "Ji Wuyou, you are insulting my personality!"

Lin Qiuhe glared at him angrily, glanced at the milk cup by the bed, and snatched it over: "If you die of illness, forget it! I shouldn't care about you!"

Lin Qiuhe turned around and was about to leave, but Ji Wuyou stopped him in time, but his voice was extremely cold: "Isn't it normal for me to have doubts? What's more, you are an actor. Big star, how do I know if you are still with me now?" play?"

Such a cold-blooded sentence completely ignited Lin Qiuhe's anger.Lin Qiuhe turned around and smiled angrily: "You said you came back to talk to me, and you just wanted to talk to me about this?"

"No." Ji Wuyou said calmly, with a very soft voice, "I've thought about it for a long time. It's not a problem for us to always suspect and conceal each other like this. It will only deepen the conflict between us. I have already returned the big diamond of the Lin family. I went back, and as for my mother's pink diamond has already been bought by someone else, it's because I didn't buy it, and I don't want it. Calculated in this way, our betrothal tokens back then should be returned to each other. Xia Qingqing That's right, you can't accept feudal dross like Waqin. No matter what you think, now, I want to divorce."

When it came to the words "I want to retire", Ji Wuyou could be said to have stuttered every word, with a particularly serious expression on his face.

"From now on, you are no longer my fiancé. You can go. The luggage is packed for you, and it is in the guest room. The assistant at home has also packed all the luggage for you. You take your grandma with you. Now give me back the house key, the key card of this room, and the car key." Ji Wuyou stretched out his hand and looked at him expressionlessly.

Lin Qiuhe was stunned, the incident happened suddenly, he was not prepared at all: "But, I haven't found a house yet, where should I live when I move out?"

Ji Wuyou smiled softly, but what he said was extremely cold-blooded: "It's none of my business."

The good thing came too suddenly, Lin Qiuhe took a deep breath, afraid that Ji Wuyou would regret it: "You really let me go?"

Ji Wuyou stared at him expressionlessly: "The key."

Lin Qiuhe hurried to the entrance, took the key on the cabinet and handed it to Ji Wuyou, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden: "Mr. Ji, thank you for taking care of me these days, I wish you a bright future, The money is rolling in, and success is coming soon! I'm leaving?"

Lin Qiuhe turned around and left, still looking back with some uncertainty, he asked, "Am I really leaving?"

Ji Wuyou turned his head to look out the window, not looking at him at all.

After finally being liberated, Lin Qiuhe felt a little cramped, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable: "Am I really leaving?"

Ji Wuyou still didn't look at him.

Not receiving a response, Lin Qiuhe turned around and left, went to the guest room to pick up his luggage.

The first thing Lin Qiuhe did when he left the guest room was to take out his mobile phone and block all of Ji Wuyou's contact information.

From now on, he has nothing to do with Ji Wuyou.

Moved to Dai Liang's room to sleep for one night, and early the next morning, Lin Qiuhe happened to have no role today, so he quickly asked his assistant to find him a house to rent first, and then drove back to the community in the car assigned to him by the company .

Grandma was of course very happy to see her grandson come back, but Lin Qiuhe went into the house and started packing.

The liar Ji Wuyou made up another lie to deceive him, and he didn't clean up the house at all.I couldn't clean it up for a while, so I had to find a moving company.

Lin Qiuhe was standing in the living room on the phone, but Chen Yingxian was pushing the vacuum cleaner to clean up: "What's the important thing, I have to move out, there are quarrels at the head of the bed, what can't be said at the end of the bed?"

"Grandma, it's not what you think. We have already broken up... Well, yes, we will move in this morning. Come here."

"Break up, you can't talk nonsense, Qiuhe, you have to think about it, I think worry-free is pretty good."

"It's not that I want to break up, it's that he dumped me... No, it's complicated anyway... Okay, you guys come here, I'll hang up first." Lin Qiuhe hung up the phone and hurried to help Chen Yingxian clean up, "Didn't the family invite you?" How many nannies? You are so old, you should rest more."

"You need to walk more when you get older, and your old bones will become softer and softer." Chen Yingxian turned off the vacuum cleaner, pulled Lin Qiuhe to sit on the sofa, "Are you really separated?"

"Well," Lin Qiuhe said truthfully, "I think so."

He thought about breaking up first, and then Ji Wuyou mentioned the divorce.

Chen Yingxian laughed, "Since you want to break up, why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry!" Lin Qiuhe immediately denied, but his cheeks swelled unconsciously, like a puffer fish.

However, Chen Yingxian had a see-through expression: "I'm an old man, I can't move the house anymore, I'll just live here, and I'll move when Wuyou tells me to move."

Lin Qiuhe was in a hurry: "Grandma, we have already broken up, and you are still living at his house. This is called being under the fence."

"What do you talk about as a family?" Chen Yingxian waved her hand, not caring.

"My serious grandma, be careful of being bullied by him!"

"I think Wuyou is very good, how could you bully me, and show respect to me, it's too late."

"Really grandma, Ji Wuyou is not as good as you think at all!"

"I think it's good. The young man is tall, handsome and sensible. How nice."

Lin Qiuhe was dumbfounded: "Grandma, why is your elbow always turning outward?"

Hearing this, Chen Yingxian pretended to be angry and knocked on Lin Qiuhe's forehead, and said earnestly, "You, you are a fan of the authorities."

Lin Qiuhe rubbed his forehead aggrievedly: "You are my grandmother."