I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

In the huge living room, only one wall lamp was turned on. Under the warm yellow and dim light, even though they were so close, Fu Jingcheng still couldn't distinguish the expression on Yuan Fei's face.

He suddenly discovered that he didn't know when he had completely lost his comprehension of the youth's emotions.In other words, from the very beginning, he never saw it clearly.

"……sorry."

The turbulent and frightening anger around him dissipated, as if he was overwhelmed, he lowered his proud head and knocked it on his thin shoulders.

"I didn't recognize you at first sight, I'm sorry... I've done so much..." He paused every word, speaking very difficultly, "So many things that hurt you, I'm sorry, Yuan Fei."

He obviously wanted to find him and take care of him, but what did he do in the past two years?

Doubt him day after day, neglect him, hurt him, and trample on his dedication.

Why didn't he recognize it at the beginning, when he answered "the grace of saving life should be promised with your body", why didn't he think about it deeper?

The scorching hot breath sprayed heavily on the sensitive neck, so hot that Yuan Fei flinched unconsciously, and subconsciously hid deeper in the sofa, "Can you stop pressing me?"

This posture made him feel very uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, Yuan Fei." The man seemed to be cheating, and his tone was almost pleading, "Please...give me one more chance, let's start over, okay?"

His body was too heavy, Yuan Fei pushed hard on his hard chest, but the man remained motionless.

He had no choice but to say, "Get up first, and we'll talk later."

Fu Jingcheng sniffed his neck deeply, as if he wanted to inhale all the smell of him into his chest and lungs.A few seconds later, he slowly got up, half-kneeled in front of Yuan Fei, slightly raised his head and looked up at him, with childlike hope shining in his dark eyes.

Yuan Fei raised his hand and straightened his collar, then bent over him and took a glass from the coffee table.

Before Fu Jingcheng could react, he threw the glass lightly and deftly.The glass smashed on the floor with a crisp sound and broke into pieces.

"This is my answer." He sat cross-legged on the sofa, eyelashes lowered, like a quiet and emotionless doll, "If you can restore this broken glass to what it was 1 minute ago With everything intact, we start over."

Fu Jingcheng's body became extremely stiff, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed until it was completely extinguished, sinking into complete darkness again.

"You..." The Adam's apple swallowed and rolled repeatedly, and he squeezed out a few words from his throat: "You really...don't love me..."

Yuan Fei smiled softly, "Didn't you always, never believe that I love you?"

The Adam's apple rolled again with difficulty, and Fu Jingcheng was speechless.

"I spent two years and did everything I could for you, but I couldn't make you believe that I love you, and I couldn't make you fall in love with me."

Yuan Fei put down his crossed legs, walked barefoot to the entrance, and turned on all the headlights in the living room.Under the bright lights, there was nothing to hide from the expressions and gestures of the two of them.

"Fu Jingcheng, you have no heart." He leaned against the wall, and looked at the man from a distance, "It's not me who makes you feel pain now, but that no one loves you with all their hearts."

Fu Jingcheng moved his lips, but did not make a sound.

"No one waits for you day after day, no one cooks hot meals for you anymore, no one lets you take off your clothes and vent your desire anywhere. No one, use that kind of you is his The only eyes are on you."

"You feel lost, you're not used to it, you're angry and miserable, you feel like something has been stolen from you, and you want to get back what you once had. But you forget that I'm not something, I'm a people."

I also need to be loved, and I expect something.

There was a long, suffocating silence in the living room.

Yuan Fei looked away from the man who was frozen into a stone statue, and sighed wearily, "You go, or I will really call the police."

Before closing the door, Fu Jingcheng turned his back to him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why can you do... you can put it down if you say it?"

Yuan Fei was startled, and replied softly: "Mr. Fu, you are wrong."

"I'm not saying you can let it go, I just broke a heart, took the bloody you out of it, and then stuck it together again."

The door closed with a click, and a dead silence returned to both inside and outside.

***

A night without dreams.

The next morning, Yuan Fei, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by the persistent vibrating sound of his mobile phone.

He closed his eyes and touched the mobile phone on the bedside table. After connecting, Shu Yangqing's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Yuan Fei, did you see the trending search? What happened yesterday?"

Yuan Fei became more conscious, "Well, let me take a look."

He moved his phone away a little, clicked into the hot search on Weibo, and there was #原飞李雨泽# on Reyi.

He probably guessed something in his heart. Sure enough, the first item on the hot search square was yesterday's well-founded video analysis blog, which has been forwarded tens of thousands by now.

"It's just like the analysis of the first popular Weibo post. Li Yuze and I have some personal grievances." Yuan Fei answered Shu Yangqing's question briefly, while continuing to scroll down Weibo.

"..." Shu Yangqing didn't know what to say anymore. Yuan Fei's operation yesterday had no room for him, the best agent in the industry, to play.

"When Li Yuze was so popular, he offended a lot of people in the industry, and his fans also tore up half of the entertainment circle. It's okay if he can keep being popular, but this time something happened, everyone pushed him against the wall, and he was trampled on by all circles. Strength." Shu Yangqing stated without any emotion, "But the strange thing is that there is no movement at Tianchen Entertainment, it seems... to abandon this pawn."

Yuan Fei listened silently without expressing any opinion.

Fu Jingcheng hated others lying to him the most, especially Li Yuze who treated him as a fool for so long, he would definitely not let him go easily.

Continuing to scroll down the trending searches, various melon-eating bloggers revealed a lot of black material about Li Yuze, ranging from crowding out other contestants during the talent show and high-ranking circle newspaper groups, to playing big names on the set after his debut and bullying young rookies Wait, some people even posted photos of him going in and out of hotels with white men while he was recuperating abroad.

Netizens' enthusiasm for eating melons and skins has intensified, and that popular traffic star has become a garbage that everyone can step on.

While brushing, Yuan Fei frowned suddenly, "Mr. Shu, did the company buy my marketing account for Hot Search Plaza Amway?"

"What?" Shu Yangqing seemed to be flipping through some documents. Hearing this, he paused, "What's the matter, it's so hot, it's useless."

Yuan Fei sat up from the bed, "Although this matter is Li Yuze's own fault, I don't want to market myself by bullying him."

Shu Yangqing was silent for a while, and said with a helpless smile: "Yuan Fei, if you say you are ignorant of world affairs, you won't suffer at all. If you say you are scheming, you have strange principles."

"Are you trying to say that I'm both good and good?" Yuan Fei asked back jokingly, and before the other party answered, he explained: "Because I have my bottom line, Mr. Shu. He framed me during the live broadcast, and I He deserves to be punished in his own way. But now he is trampled on by thousands of people, if I rely on him to establish a fan base and attract fans, what is the difference from him?"

"Okay, okay, I can't say no to you." Shu Yangqing voluntarily surrendered, "The ones that have been sent out can't be withdrawn, I can only lower the heat. In addition, your fans are very emotional now. If they pull food spontaneously, I will I can't control it."

Yuan Fei recalled that under every popular Weibo in the hot search square that he saw just now, there were indeed popular comments with his profile picture and related nicknames.

"Okay, I will post a Weibo to appease them. Don't worry, I only take selfies and nothing else."

"Well, anyway, you have your own ideas." Shu Yangqing replied indifferently, "By the way, Zhou Jinyuan asked me for your current address early in the morning, and I guess he went looking for you."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Fei took a selfie, and the editor sent it to Weibo.

[Good morning, my fans and friends, are you doing well today? 】

After sending it successfully, before he had time to exit Weibo, Weibo got stuck in the next second.

Yuan Fei was a little embarrassed, clicked refresh, and the Weibo comments he just posted changed from zero to thousands in an instant.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Little Angel Yuanfei finally posted on Weibo!Still taking selfies ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ahHow lucky am I to be able to take selfies of little angels early in the morning! 】

[Brother, brother, don't be afraid, go forward boldly, we will always be behind you to protect you! 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...]

Yuan Fei: ... My fans and friends, it seems that I didn't understand what I meant?

never mind.He quit Weibo, got up and changed his clothes.

As soon as he put on his sweater, the phone buzzed again.

"Little idol, are you in a good mood today?" Zhou Jinyuan's smiling voice came through the electric current gently, "The benefits of taking selfies are good, it would be nice if the collar was opened a little more."

Yuan Fei: "... Get lost."

"I can't get out, I'm at the gate of your community right now. The security guards won't let me in." Zhou Jinyuan's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Yuan Fei walked into the living room, poured a glass of water, and glanced at the shards of glass on the floor.

"I'm passing by your neighborhood, and I'll pick you up to go to work." Zhou Jinyuan said nonsense and didn't write a draft. "Today the company has an important meeting. As a member of the company, it's okay if you don't attend."

Yuan Fei was too lazy to expose him, and replied concisely: "10 minutes, I will pack up and go down."

Ten minutes later, he opened the door of the house, but unexpectedly bumped into the man's bloodshot eyes.

He froze for a moment, and blurted out: "Why are you still here?"

Fu Jingcheng didn't sleep all night, and his complexion was extremely bad.Green stubble appeared on the cold and hard chin, but because of his handsome appearance, he looked a little unruly.

He straightened up, and when he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that he was startled: "Yuan Fei, I've been thinking about it all night——"

"Stop." Yuan Fei closed the door with his backhand, and walked straight to the stairs, "I'm not interested in your thoughts, Mr. Fu."

Fu Jingcheng closed his mouth and followed behind him without saying a word.

The two of them, one in front of the other, walked to the gate of the community without a word.

"Mr. Fu, can I trouble you to stop following me?" Yuan Fei stopped, "Are you going to force me to hire a bodyguard?"

"That's not what I meant, listen to me—"

"Little Angel Yuan Fei!" Zhou Jinyuan spotted the figure of the little idol from a distance, and walked over gracefully with a pair of long legs, "It's been more than 10 minutes."

As if he hadn't seen Fu Jingcheng with his earthy face, he held Yuan Fei's shoulder in a gentlemanly manner, and led him towards his car, "There is a Hong Kong-style morning tea shop near the company, do you want to try it?" eat?"

"Yuan Fei!" Fu Jingcheng suddenly shouted behind him.

Yuan Fei's footsteps did not pause, and continued to move forward.

Zhou Jinyuan turned his face slightly, and glanced at him. The emotion in his eyes was fleeting, and he quickly turned back to Yuan Fei, and said something in a low voice with a smile.

The black Bentley elegantly drove past Fu Jingcheng's side slowly, and the person sitting in the co-pilot didn't even give him a glance out of the corner of his eye from the beginning to the end.