I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

At the press conference, the media from all walks of life watched with wide-open eyes, hearing the original as sharp as their backs.

The reporter did not give him time to react, and he has already put forward: "I have always liked "Wang Jiang Ting". There is a section in which the two brothers quarreled over the exhibition of young heroes. Do you remember Qiao Xin?"

Jane Qiaoxin raised his chin slightly and squinted for a moment: "Is it chapter 51, the second page paragraph?"

The reporter was overjoyed: "Yes, you are amazing!"

"Excessive reputation." Jian Qiao said to Wen Yuan, "Shall we come?"

Wen Yuan froze in an instant, his face was blue and white, and he said, "You come first."

Jane Qiao Xin didn't push him, even if Wen Yuan should have started this period of home game, it didn't matter. He lowered his face, and when he raised it again, his eyes had changed, with a little stubbornness: "I Brother with you for many years, are you actually questioning me for an outsider?"

Wen Yuan clenched the microphone tightly: "I..."

The venue was silent, and a drop of cold sweat fell from Wen Yuan's forehead under all eyes.

The agent behind seemed to be unable to take the show, so anxiously, she stepped onto the stage. She held Wen Yuan's waist and said, "Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan, are you uncomfortable?"

Wen Yuan was taken aback, and fainted in the arms of the agent.

There was a mess at the scene. It was not a trivial matter that the protagonist in the defense meeting suddenly fainted. The backstage staff hurriedly called the emergency number, and the reporters were also apologized and asked to go back.

Wen Yuan's agent found the reporter: "Hello, can you delete the episode of the drama just now, and it will not have a good impact on the outside world."

The reporter smiled slightly: "Even if we don't write, there were people on the live broadcast platform just now."

The agent was struck by lightning, and he didn't even consciously let go of the hand holding the reporter's arm: "Are they there?"

"This is natural." The reporter lady put away the tools she had brought, and said meaningfully: "As the saying goes, there is as much rice as there is in the bowl, but you have to pay attention to your stomach."

This sentence is expressly caring about the body, but secretly it is ironicing the fact that Wen Yuan didn't know how to pretend to understand, and not only that, but also set up an archway for himself.

The agent smiled stiffly: "Thank you for your concern."

The reporter waved away.

Backstage

Wen Yuan's fainting is simply a fake, that is, it is a show for the public. Once back in the lounge, he naturally wakes up, and begins to lose his temper.

The glass of water provided by the staff on the table was smashed on the ground by him, and the two assistants were hiding far away.

Wen Yuan stepped on the **** fiercely: "I and Jane Qiaoxin don't share the same love!"

The agent outside the door happened to come in, just in time for the people in the room to lose their temper. A pillow that Wen Yuan waved and threw it happened to fly over and hit the agent's forehead.

The agent was wearing glasses, and the glasses were smashed so suddenly, he snapped: "Wen Yuan, what are you doing!"

Wen Yuan's action was frozen: "Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Cheng was picking up the glasses on the ground and sighed: "What are you tantrums on again?"

"Brother Jiang, can you blame me for this? You have seen what Jian Qiao did newly today. He is deliberately looking for faults, and he didn't put me or you in his eyes!" Wen Yuan stamped his feet angrily.

Jiang Cheng closed the door behind him: "Why is Jian Qiaoxin like this? Have you thought about it?"

Wen Yuan's pretty little face was a little bit disdainful: "What else, he is small-minded, he can't see me, he has been jealous of me."

"..."

Jiang Chengneng was called by Yan Gan to bring Wen Yuan. He had the ability. He said in a deep voice, "Jane Qiaoxin has signed a contract with us for two years. I know his nature very well. He is not the kind of person who proactively provokes right and wrong. It will be so, definitely because of the press release issued some time ago."

Wen principle is straightforward: "It's not because he is stingy!"

Jiang Cheng didn't know what to say. Some time ago, they did not do the right thing. At that time, they only wanted to stir up some topics for Wen Yuan, but didn't want to step on Jane Qiaoxin.

But then Wen Yuan made some tricks, and the Internet began to hack Jane Qiao's newcomers. Now things have reached this point, even if they are not enemies, they have to be enemies.

Jiang Cheng sighed: "I'll go to find a way to public relations first, you...Don't go to the crew for these two days, take a two-day rest to avoid the limelight."

After speaking, they gave the assistants a look, and the two assistants bite the bullet and walked away through the back door.

Yan Zhai

Wen Yuan, who was sent down from the nanny car, listened to his assistant babbling about future work arrangements and was annoying: "I see."

Jumping out of the car, he slammed the door vigorously, but his anger was still alive.

Walking through the garden to the gate, Wen Yuan pressed his fingerprint and locked it in. He was going to go back to school today, but he received an order over there, saying that Yan Gan had come back to see him, so he was sent here.

Wen Yuan opened the door unhappily, and stopped as soon as he entered the door before he could complain.

Yan Gan sat on the main seat of the sofa in the lobby. The man was wearing a black suit and sitting lazily. His handsome face lost the softness and smile of the past. He casually played with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. , Looked very serious.

Wen Yuan had a bad feeling in his heart: "Agan?"

"Um."

Yan Gan rubbed his fingertips on the prayer beads twice: "Are you back? Sit down."

Wen Yuan was full of anger, but because of Yan Gan's momentum, he dared not say anything. He sat on the sofa, and the two were silent for a while, but none of them spoke.

Finally, just when Wen Yuan couldn't bear to say something, Yan Gan said, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"

Wen Yuan was taken aback, clenched his fists, with a hint of coquetry: "I almost fainted when I was working today."

"Oh?" Wen Gan raised his eyebrows, seemingly interested: "Is not feeling well?"

Wen Yuan nodded, and he covered his chest: "It's not because of Jane Qiaoxin. He knew that I was too busy to recite my lines, and he embarrassed me in public. I don't know when I offended him. He was actually To make things difficult for me like this."

As he said, Wen Yuan's eyes were red, and he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes decently.

"Wen Yuan."

Yan Gan's voice became colder: "If you are fooling around, I will just open one eye and close one eye. You have a grudge with Jane Qiaoxin. What little tricks have been used secretly to make things difficult for him, I can also assume that I don't know. ."

After Wen Yuan wiped his tears, he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Bang!" The tablet that was originally next to Yan Qian was smashed on the table, making a clear loud noise. Zhen Wenyuan shuddered and his whole body stiffened.

Yan Gan said to the back: "Bring people."

A few black-clothed bodyguards came out of the previously unmanned hall. These people came up with a wounded person and stopped in front of the sofa.

Once the bodyguard let go, the whole body collapsed on the ground and couldn't help begging for mercy, and even kowtowed his head: "Mr. Yan, it's not me, I don't know anything."

Yan Qian casually turned the prayer beads: "Wait for me to teach you what to say?"

"Yes, yes." The man was trembling all over, I don't know what he had experienced: "I also received a call, and the man said he wanted me and my brother to complete one thing, and he would give me two million in remuneration, no need to hit. Dead man, my brother can just go in and squat for a few years."

Yan Qian's mouth evoked a sneer.

Wen Yuan's blood boiled for an instant, and his face became calm, only his slightly trembling legs exposed his mood at the moment.

Yan Gan: "Continue."

"We owe usury, there is really no way, Mr. Yan, if you don't pay the money, you will die, and you can't do this if you go slant!" The man started to kowtow again after he said, with a solid ring, and gradually, Even the floor of the living room was stained with blood.

Yan Gan didn't say a word, he turned the Buddhist beads carelessly, as if he couldn't see it.

Wen Yuan bit his lip: "Agan, he seems to be bleeding..."

Yan Gan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his voice hoarse: "You feel sorry for him, why don't you go and knock for him?"

Wen Yuan shut up instantly.

The living room fell silent for a while, and there was only a muffled sound. The bodyguards stood silently behind the man, like a motionless mountain.

Yan Gan was really upset this time. Even if he didn't make a big move, since he was just sitting quietly on the sofa, even Wen Yuan, who had always been bold enough, felt the aura of anger.

Finally, the **** head of the kowtow was dragged down by the bodyguard.

Wen Yuan couldn't bear it after all: "Agan, will he... die?"

"You are all capable of killing people, whether he will die or not?" Yan Qian sneered.

Wen Yuan raised his hand to cover his chest, feeling aggrieved: "I didn't do it, you must know it, it was Xu Mu who instigated me, I didn't want him to die, I just wanted to teach him a lesson. ."

Yan Gan rubbed the touch of the Buddha beads: "Wen Yuan, am I too used to you?"

Wen Yuan froze, and then he was really a little panicked. He calmed his mind: "Agan, I really know that I was wrong. This time I am really bad. I'm sorry grandpa taught me. You give me a chance. Well, I will definitely change this time. Otherwise, I will go to Jane Qiaoxin to apologize, and I will kowtow to him. Don’t be angry, okay?"

He deliberately mentioned his grandfather, and he saw that Yan Qian's body aura eased a little.

Yan Gan put away the prayer beads: "From today, you and Xu Mu will cut off all contact, if you dare to be harmful to others..."

Wen Yuan's tears rolled down and looked at him pitifully.

Yan Gan's eyes were indifferent. He solemnly said to Wen Yuan in a tone that he had never heard before: "We will break up."

Wen Yuan on the sofa looked at him incredulously: "Agan, but you promised that Grandpa would be nice to me forever and take care of me forever."

In the past, as long as he said that, Yan Gan would be soft-hearted and coax him well.

But today, Yan Gan stood up, his tall figure gave people a mountain of coercion, and he said in a deep voice, "If you are willing to accept your heart, the past promises will still be counted."

The man looked at Wen Yuan condescendingly, as if looking at an ant: "If you don't repent, you can do it for yourself."