I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

Yuan Fei froze for a moment, then subconsciously turned to look at the person coming.

The hair that was usually combed up meticulously was wet with sweat, scattered slightly messy on the forehead, and the look of panting looked a little bit embarrassing.

"Grandpa won't blame you, you get up first." Fu Jingcheng bent over, stretched out his hand to Yuan Fei, and shook his head imperceptibly, with a trace of pleading in his dark and deep eyes.

But Yuan Fei didn't respond to him, but turned his head again, facing Mr. Fu.

The old man glanced back and forth between the two of them, "Xiao Yuan, let's talk when we have something to say."

Fu Dongli, who was sitting opposite the old man, recovered from his stupefaction, and quickly got up, "Brother Yuan Fei, you should get up first, you suddenly knelt down to scare me..."

"Grandpa, after I finish speaking, don't get angry, I'll get up again." Yuan Fei's expression was firm, "It's just in time that Fu Jingcheng is here."

"Yuan Fei!" Fu Jingcheng was really in a hurry, and interrupted him again regardless of demeanor, "You can think it over before you talk!"

Once some words are spoken, there is no room for redemption.

The old man's face darkened, "Let Xiao Yuan talk."

Fu Jingcheng wanted to say something more, but Yuan Fei summed it up in one sentence: "I divorced Fu Jingcheng."

The air in the Fu family's old house froze instantly.

Mr. Fu's body swayed, and he supported the chessboard with his backhand. The orderly chess pieces were instantly disrupted and scattered all over the place.

Fu Dongli rushed forward, "Grandpa, are you okay!"

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and waved away his grandson's hand, "When did it happen?"

"It's been a while." Yuan Fei knelt on the ground with his back straight and his eyes wide open, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I didn't come to ask for your forgiveness immediately."

Fu Jingcheng lowered his head dejectedly, clenched his hands into fists by his sides, and said nothing.

"What's the reason?" In the eyes that have become more generous and tolerant after years of precipitation, there is a menacing sternness, "Is it because Fu Jingcheng, a bastard, insists on divorcing you?"

Yuan Fei shook his head slightly, and just as he was about to explain, Fu Jingcheng knelt down beside him with a "plop".

Fu Dongli was completely frightened by this, and knelt down without knowing why.

For a moment, the three juniors in the living room knelt on the ground together.

"Yes, I am the one who wants to divorce Yuan Fei." Fu Jingcheng admitted, "If you want to get angry, Grandpa, just hit me."

Yuan Fei turned to look at him in surprise, and denied it flatly: "No, grandpa—"

"I'm the one who's sorry for him." Fu Jingcheng recklessly snatched the confession, and cut himself naked for the first time: "I vented all my reluctance when I got married on him, forcing him, ignoring him, violent him, In the past two years, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband for a single second. I am sorry for him, so I have no face to be with him."

The old man took a deep breath, touched the dragon head crutches leaning on the side, and slowly stood up, "When I got married, what did I tell you?"

"Grandpa, I was really wrong." Fu Jingcheng didn't try to defend himself, "Don't get angry and ruin your body."

"You bastard!" The old man waved his hand, and the leading crutch fell heavily on Fu Jingcheng's back.

This dragon-head crutch is made of high-quality red sandalwood, which is usually heavy in the hand, but this time it was hit firmly, and the crutch collided with the flesh and blood, making an unusually dull sound.

Yuan Fei didn't expect the old man to do it directly, so he froze in place for a moment.

"As a man, as a descendant of our Fu family, it doesn't matter whether you are successful or not. The most important thing is to bear all the responsibilities you should bear. Is that how you take it?" He was merciless when he struck, "Kneel well! Don't bend down! Yuan Fei is such a good boy, I wish I could give you my heart, that's what you did to him!"

Fu Jingcheng gritted his teeth and straightened his back, enduring the belated beating.

"Grandpa!" Yuan Fei finally came back to his senses and couldn't help shouting: "Stop beating him, I initiated the divorce!"

The old man's movements paused, and he struck harder, "Say it! What did you do to make Yuan Fei can't stand you and want to divorce you!"

"I—" Fu Jingcheng opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Grandpa! Stop beating! The elder brother is vomiting blood!" Fu Dongli scrambled to Fu Jingcheng, raising his hand to block the old man's crutch.

The crutch fell heavily, and the old man stabilized his figure, "I think you want to inherit your father's mantle, and it's over if you piss me off!"

Fu Jingcheng coughed twice and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Frowning, Yuan Fei unnaturally looked away.

He had only seen actors vomit blood in the crew, and all of them were blood bags made in advance, but he had never seen such a scene of real blood vomited alive.

"Grandpa, you can't blame Fu Jingcheng for the divorce. I was also at fault." Her slender and tender fingers grabbed the hem of the jacket, so hard that her knuckles turned slightly white, "I was wrong at the beginning. He married me."

The twisted melon is not sweet, and it can be regarded as his own evil fruit.

"Forcing him?" The old man took a breath slowly, and the crutches slapped on the floor, "He is a big man with sound limbs, I really don't want you to force him? I don't care about this bastard. Do you understand? I thought that since he agreed to get married, it would be——I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

He has seen countless people, and he knew from the first meeting that Yuan Fei was a kind-hearted child, and his eyes were full of liking and love when he looked at Jing Cheng.He really thought that this child could slowly melt the ice and snow in Jing Cheng's heart, but he didn't expect that he still reached today's ending.

"It's all my fault, Grandpa." Fu Jingcheng raised his hand to wipe off the blood from his lips, and his voice was gurgling when he spoke, like a broken bellows leaking air.

Grandpa was right, if he had given up his mind at the beginning and didn't want to marry Yuan Fei, no matter how much grandpa put pressure on him, he would never compromise.

But he chose to agree to get married, and then used up to two years of torture to consume Yuan Fei's feelings for him bit by bit.

He broke the wings of the beautiful and lively little lark with his own hands, and trapped little lark in a small cage. He didn't allow little lark to have any contact with the outside world, but he didn't even give the little guy any care and love.

Now Xiao Bailing flew away, and his world returned to dead silence again.

Yuan Fei quickly lowered his eyelashes, hiding all his emotions, "It doesn't matter who is wrong and who is right, everything is over."

He kowtowed in the direction of the old man, "Grandpa, I will always remember your kindness to me, and I will never forget it. But the fate between us as grandparents can only end here."

From the moment he left Fu Jingcheng, he decided to completely separate himself from everything in the Fu family.If the old man hadn't called him personally, he wouldn't have come back today.

Fu Jingcheng's face instantly turned extremely pale.

With a long sigh in his heart, the old man's tone softened: "Xiao Yuan, even if you divorce this bastard, can't I be your grandfather?"

The old man's tone was full of regret and sadness, "I really like you as a child, otherwise I wouldn't have...that's all."

Mr. Fu turned around and turned his back to them, "You son of a bitch has done these things to you, you probably don't want to see our Fu family anymore."

"It's not like this grandpa, don't get me wrong." Yuan Fei wanted to stand up, but he knelt for too long, and when his knees softened, he swayed.

Fu Jingcheng on the side hurriedly reached out to help him, but just moved a little, then knelt down again in pain.

"Brother, don't move!" Fu Dongli hurriedly supported him, "Your blood is spraying out like you don't want money, it's too scary!"

Yuan Fei's heart trembled for a moment, but in the next second, he walked quickly to the old man's side as if nothing had happened, "Grandpa, the matter between me and Fu Jingcheng is our own, and you are still my very respected grandfather."

"What's the use of that? You won't come back to see me either."

"I..." Yuan Fei paused for a second, "If you miss me, I will call you."

The old man was silent for a moment, then raised his old hand to touch the top of his hair, "Good boy, since you are here, let's stay in the old house for dinner today. The dishes Wang Ma cooks are all your favorite dishes. "

"...Okay, Grandpa."

Old Master Fu sighed and walked towards the study room, without even looking at Fu Jingcheng who was kneeling on the ground.

And Fu Dongli also acted like a fool, just kneeling on the ground with Fu Jingcheng.

"Help your brother to the sofa." Yuan Fei turned his face slightly, speaking to Fu Dongli.

Fu Dongli just slapped his head, and sat down on the sofa with his heavy brother.

Fu Jingcheng was seriously injured, and there were blood foam flying out when he coughed, but his eyes were still glued to Yuan Fei's body. Seeing him turn around suddenly, he was about to stand up anxiously, "Yuan Fei, don't go!"

"Be honest!" Yuan Fei was distracted, gave him a hard look, and replied angrily, "I'll go find the medicine box."

Yuan Fei dug out the medicine box from the cabinet in the living room, put it on the coffee table, and found the medicine for bruises from inside, "Fu Dongli, help your brother treat his back injury. If you continue to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath , I will go to the hospital for an examination, it may be a lung injury.”

However, wearing thick winter clothes, the old man will not be completely careless in his actions, and the probability is that it will be a skin trauma.

"Yuan Fei..." Fu Jingcheng's lips were originally pale, but they were stained red by the spit out blood, which looked very strange, "I'm sorry."

"Fu Jingcheng, bitter tricks are useless to me." Yuan Fei stood up straight, "First, I didn't ask you to come with me, and second, I didn't let you take full responsibility."

Fu Jingcheng was startled, and smiled wryly, "I know, I asked for all of this."

Fu Dongli really couldn't see it anymore, and he defended his brother in a serious tone: "Brother Yuan Fei, if my brother can use such high-end tricks as bitter tricks, then he won't be called Fu Jingcheng."

Yuan Fei didn't speak anymore, and sat on the other side of the sofa without saying a word, far away from the two brothers.

It was not until lunch time that Mr. Fu came out of the study.

The old man sat in the main seat, Fu Dongli sat with his parents, Yuan Fei and Fu Jingcheng sat on the same side, but there were two seats far away in the middle.

This was the most embarrassing meal on the dining table in the Fu family's old house. Even though everyone pretended to be nonchalant, the embarrassing atmosphere still lingered.

The third uncle of the Fu family had nothing to say, "That Yuan Fei, the third uncle saw an advertisement on TV a few days ago, and the actor in it looks a bit like you, hahahahahahaha!"

Yuan Fei: "A lipstick advertisement? That's me, third uncle."

Third Uncle: "...Ahahahahahahaha! I said, why do you look so much like you!"

The old man raised his eyelids when he heard the words, "Xiao Yuan, have you gone back to acting?"

"Yes, Grandpa. After much deliberation, I still like acting very much." Yuan Fei didn't shy away from talking about this issue, "Besides, I don't have any other specialties."

The old man nodded thoughtfully, "It doesn't matter if you're acting, you still have to have your own career. That so-and-so, the one who lowered his head and poked blindly."

Fu Jingcheng was poking at the pieces of meat in the bowl without saying a word, and raised his head belatedly, with a slightly blank expression: "Grandpa, are you calling me?"

The old man's dislike for him was palpable, "Tianchen Entertainment didn't close down under your hands, did it? Xiao Yuan said he likes acting, so I'll teach you how to do it?"

"Grandpa, I have already signed a contract with a brokerage company." Yuan Fei took the initiative to explain, "I am fine now, let's develop slowly step by step."

Mr. Fu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sighed again, "Waste, what kind of evil did the old man do for raising such a waste grandson..."

No one at the table dared to speak.

After dinner, Yuan Fei drank tea with the old man, and apologized: "Grandpa, this time I was in a hurry, so I came here empty-handed, I hope you don't take offense."

"Grandpa is very happy that you can come, how can you blame you?" The old man held his hand lovingly, "Xiao Yuan, really... can't give that bastard another chance?"

Yuan Fei was startled, and slowly but firmly withdrew his hand from the old man's, "Grandpa, he and I, it's over when it's over."

"Grandpa knows that you have been wronged a lot in the past two years. Grandpa will teach him a good lesson for you." Mr. Fu spoke very slowly: "You may have heard that Jing Cheng didn't grow up in Fu's family since he was a child. He eats I have suffered a lot, and I have not been able to teach him personally, so that he has developed such a personality, taciturn, and too defensive. But, his nature is not bad—"

"Grandpa." Yuan Fei felt a little tired, "It's not that I don't want to open his defenses, but I've worked hard for two full years, and I really... can't do anything."

The old man patted him on the shoulder, stopped persuading him, and talked about other safety topics.

A cup of tea was bottomed out, and seeing that it was getting late, Yuan Fei took the initiative to say goodbye.

The old man didn't keep him either, he just yelled coldly: "Who the hell, hurry up and send Xiao Yuan home!"

A few seconds later, the man sitting silently at the corner of the corridor came down.

"No need, Grandpa, I'll take a taxi back." Yuan Fei stood up and bowed to the old man again, "Take care of yourself."

If we say goodbye today, the next time we meet, I don't know when it will be.

Mr. Fu watched the thin and straight back of his granddaughter-in-law disappear in front of his eyes, turned his head and shouted bitterly, "Why are you still standing there? Chase!"

Fu Jingcheng woke up like a dream, endured the severe pain in his back, and strode towards the door.

"Before my birthday this year, if I didn't chase people back properly, you don't have to come back!" The old man stood up angrily, and cursed again: "Trash! Everyone married and returned home, don't worry about it." If you are pampered, you can kill people! Trash!"

Fu Jingcheng paused, "Grandpa, thank you."

"Get out! Don't call me grandpa until I get back! No useless grandson like you!"

***

The Fu family's old house is located on a remote mountainside. Yuan Fei is not familiar with the road conditions here, so he didn't drive here.

But it seems that it is difficult to get a taxi here.

"Yuan Fei, I'll take you back." While looking around, a familiar voice came from behind.

Yuan Fei turned around, "I said no more."

Fu Jingcheng stared at him fixedly, and changed his way, "It's really not easy to take a taxi here, let me take you back, okay?"

Respect his ideas, ask his opinion, and make him feel comfortable.

Yuan Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, when will Boss Fu talk to him in this kind of discussing tone instead of the sentence of ordering and notifying?

"I hiss..." Fu Jingcheng took a step towards him, but accidentally touched the injury on his back, hissing in pain, he gasped, and insisted, "I won't do anything to you, just send you off." go home."

Yuan Fei gave him a cold look, then walked back, "Give me the key, I don't want to have a car accident with you on the winding mountain road."

When he dies, I don't know how the media will write his story.

"En." Fu Jingcheng replied heavily, the corners of his lips raised a little, and it disappeared in an instant.

The black Maybach was driving unhurriedly on the winding mountain road, Yuan Fei was concentrating on the road ahead, but the person sitting in the co-pilot was staring at his face the whole time.

Hard to ignore, restrained and presumptuous.

Yuan Fei endured all the way, and finally returned to the gate of his community smoothly.

After parking the car and turning off the engine, he quickly unfastened his seat belt: "If you really can't drive the car, let Liang Tezhu find someone to pick you up."

After speaking, open the door and get out of the car.

"Yuan Fei." Fu Jingcheng got out of the car, but was looking at Zhou Jinyuan's half-smile expression.

The same thought flashed through both of their minds: why are you everywhere?

"Boss, why are you here?" Yuan Fei was surprised, and walked towards Zhou Jinyuan naturally, "It's not time to start work yet?"

"I'm like this in your heart—" Zhou Jinyuan found an adjective, "Zhou Bapi?"

"Hehe." Yuan Fei understood the joke in a second, and chuckled, "Maybe Zhou Papi really has something to do with you."

Zhou Jinyuan also laughed, straightened his collar affectionately and politely, and said in a low voice: "I have a dinner appointment with your second brother, do you want to go together?"

"Second brother?" Yuan Fei blinked and replied without hesitation, "Okay."

As the current head of the Yuan family, the second brother has had a rough time this year, and he has to hide the divorce for him, let alone ask him to meet up.

The two hit it off immediately, Yuan Fei turned around and got into Zhou Jinyuan's car, as if he had completely forgotten about the person behind him with burning eyes.

Fu Jingcheng didn't do any more useless work this time, he exchanged a glance with Zhou Jinyuan, and got into his car without saying a word.

A Bentley Elegance and a Maybach drove into the traffic one after the other.