Popular ex-boyfriends are begging me to get back together

Huo Wenqian, the new national husband, is a rare boy in the entertainment industry who looks evil and heroic. His temperament wanders between good and evil. What's even more rare is that he has an excellent figure and a waist like a bee arm. At the moment, he is wearing a well-fitting dark gray suit, exuding hormones all over his body , so handsome that people can't close their legs.

But contrary to his appearance is his personality. He is an upright and old-fashioned old cadre. He carries wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea with him on the set. As long as he is not filming, he goes to bed on time at ten o'clock. He does not smoke, drink, play Weibo or go clubbing. Circle a clear stream.

Such a person, who would believe that he was with Song Zhen for Hong.

If Song Zhen hadn't heard him admit it with his own ears, he wouldn't have believed it.

But thinking about it carefully, he usually lives in seclusion, and it is really a coincidence that he meets people again and again in a month, either because it is a TV series or he has ulterior motives.

Song Zhen is a screenwriter himself, and he is well versed in various routines, but he never expected to be pecked by geese all day long.

But breaking up is such a thing, once a stranger and second acquaintance, this is the fourth time for him, he recorded the sound very calmly, went back and changed the lock, then packed Huo Wenqian's things at home and sent them to his company, and finally Not very politely sent a breakup on WeChat, blocking all his contact information.

The whole process was done in one go, so fast that people couldn't react.

Huo Wenqian came to look for him, but he slapped his face on the recording.

Song Zhen watched his face gradually pale, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse. The pleasure of revenge surged in his heart, but it all turned into sorrow in the end.

He knew that he just wanted to hear Huo Wenqian's explanation, even if he didn't believe it, at least it made him feel that his sincerity in the past six months was not in vain.

But Huo Wenqian just said sorry in a low voice and left.

Song Zhen thinks he is not a good person. He is narrow-minded and must retaliate. If Huo Wenqian deceives him, he can make Huo Wenqian ruined and lose everything.

He is holding Huo Wenqian's recording in his hand, as long as it is released, the popularity that Huo Wenqian has accumulated because of "Gunshot" will be wiped out in an instant, and all the endorsements and contracts he signed will become his reminders.

But in the end, he deleted the recording and took a picture of a broken cup and posted it online.

Huo Wenqian looked at him, rolled his Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Song Zhen knew what he was asking, but pretended to be stupid: "I just happened to come here for dinner with someone, and I didn't mean to meet you by chance."

Although he let Huo Wenqian go, he was still unwilling and made a few sarcastic remarks casually.

Huo Wenqian paled: "I'm sorry."

Song Zhen found it boring. From the moment he chose to let Huo Wenqian go, the relationship between the two of them had already changed. Whether Huo Wenqian was grateful or regretful had nothing to do with him.

He waved his hand: "The matter is over, I hope we will strive to be civilized ex-boyfriends in the future, each of us will be safe, and we will never cheat."

Huo Wenqian took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something, but the door behind him was opened.

His manager Tan Jun came out: "Wen Qian, what are you doing, you haven't entered for so long... Song Song Song Song Song Zhen?!"

Song Zhen raised his eyes and showed a bad guy's unique smile: "Hey! Manager Tan, long time no see!"

Tan Jun's face suddenly changed.

At that time, he was the one who gave Huo Wenqian the way to get close to Song Zhen, but he also knew that this was a way with equally high rewards and risks.

Song Zhen is a typical person who desires life for love and desires death for evil. When he treats a person well, he can lift him up to heaven, but when he hates a person, he also has all kinds of means to make people unable to survive. I can't ask for death.

His former boyfriend, Meng Zang'an, was forced by him to have no place in the TV drama circle, and finally turned his back on movies.

He forced a smile: "Teacher Song is also eating here?"

Song Zhen still remembers that when he went home early and wanted to surprise Huo Wenqian, he heard Tan Jun say: "...Song Zhen is very easy to serve, you have survived the hardest part, bear with it for a while , ask him to write a play for you, and we will break up after your status is stabilized."

Song Zhen hated being deceived and trampled on in his life. Huo Wenqian was guilty of this matter, and Tan Jun couldn't escape.

He walked over slowly, seeing the vigilance in Tan Jun's eyes getting more and more serious, and suddenly laughed out "puchi": "Brother Tan, I'm afraid you don't know me very well, I'm the most difficult person to serve——but you should also Don't mind, it's probably not the first time that pimping is so proficient."

Tan Jun showed a frightened expression. Although Huo Wenqian told him that the breakup with Song Zhen was not pleasant, he did not say that Song Zhen heard the conversation between the two.

Before he could say anything, Huo Wenqian couldn't bear it anymore. He stopped in front of Tan Jun, his face pale, and he begged a bit: "Zhenzhen, stop talking."

Song Zhen smiled: "Mr. Huo, you are not as good as your manager at this point. As you and me, you should call me Mr. Song."

Huo Wenqian's face turned paler.

Only now did Song Zhen feel a little genuinely happy, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't want to see the two of you again, and I won't meet if I can't meet in the future. You'd better avoid me if you see me, otherwise, how can I Tian was in a bad mood, and the recording was blown up, that's not good, right?"

He saw that Huo Wenqian and Tan Jun's expressions had changed, and they were in a better mood.

He turned and left without mercy, and praised his handsome back in his heart.

However, he had just taken two steps when someone grabbed his wrist.

Huo Wenqian's fingers were cold, and he even trembled slightly when he held his wrist, but he quickly tightened his fingers, encircling his thin wrist in his palm.

Song Zhen was about to let him go, but a figure suddenly appeared next to him, roughly pulled Huo Wenqian's hand away, and then pulled him into his arms.

Song Zhen raised his head, only to realize that it was Xie Zhao.

Xie Zhao waited in the private room for a long time, but Song Zhen didn't come back, so he came out to look for it worriedly, but when he came here, he saw someone holding Song Zhen's wrist.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the other party. He had been paying attention to Song Zhen all these years, so he naturally knew that standing opposite him was his ex-boyfriend who had just broken up.

Huo Wenqian also recognized Xie Zhao, and the scene was immediately tense.

Xie Zhao was gentle and polite: "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry just now, didn't I hurt you?"

Huo Wenqian also regained his previous calmness, nodded and said, "It's okay, I lost my temper." He looked at Song Zhen again, "Zhenzhen, I have something to tell you."

Xie Zhao's eyes cooled down, and then he smiled again, turning his head and said to Song Zhen intimately: "Zhenzhen, since we're done seeing friends, let's go back to eat early."

Huo Wenqian said indifferently: "Mr. Xie, please take care of Zhenzhen. Which box are you two in? I will send Zhenzhen home after you finish eating."

Song Zhen: "..."

He who was in the center of the storm only felt awkward and unbelievable.

He vaguely remembered that one of these two abandoned him and went abroad, and the other used him to become popular in the entertainment industry. They were both heartless birds. Who would pretend to be jealous.

Seeing Song Zhen bowed his head and said nothing, Xie Zhao thought that he still had an old love for Huo Wenqian, so his heart tightened, and he hugged him and walked back: "Let's go, Zhenzhen, you've been tired all day, I'll see you off after dinner go home."

He whispered again, "The next time you meet him, you can send me a message, and I promise that he will not dare to pester you again."

Song Zhen glared at Xie Zhao.

Figure it out!

Both of you are ex-boyfriends now, there is no difference in status, if you have to compare, Huo Wenqian at least has excellent bed skills, and is much more useful than you!

Xie Zhao didn't know about Song Zhen's mental activities. Seeing his beautiful peach blossom eyes staring round, his heart softened, and he gently scratched the tip of his nose: "Little puffer fish."

Song Zhen: "!!!"

How dare you push your limits!

He directly gave Xie Zhao an elbow, but Xie Zhao dotingly grabbed his wrist, hugged him forcefully and left.

Huo Wenqian stood where he was, and slowly put his outstretched hand back to his side.

Tan Jun was still in shock, worried that Huo Wenqian would sell himself in order to get Song Zhen back, so he hurriedly persuaded him: "I heard that Xie Zhao is the new CEO of Xingchen Film and Television, you can't grab him, you have no chance, forget Him."

Huo Wenqian remained silent.

Tan Jun said again: "Your career has just started, don't forget what you gave up to get your current status. ——Let's go, a few investors are still waiting inside."

The light in Huo Wenqian's eyes fell silent, and the hand at his side was clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and it took a long time to let go.

He raised his head again, and those weak emotions were buried in his heart again.

Tan Jun opened the door of the private room for him.

He glanced back at Song Zhen's disappearing back, and then walked in without hesitation.

Compared with the hesitation in the past, this is the first time that he really yearns for popularity, power, and wealth.

Longing to be on the same level as Song Zhen and Xie Zhao.

Because of Huo Wenqian's episode, Song Zhen also ate this meal absent-mindedly.

Xie Zhao was jealous, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had no way to return to China for the past seven years, and could only watch Song Zhen fall in love with others.

He thought he was cold-hearted, but he didn't know that his heart had been warmed by Song Zhenyun in those three years. That warmth was like a bone-eating poison, and it made him terminally ill little by little these years.

In those years abroad, every time he couldn't hold on anymore, he would think of the past with Song Zhen.The details that he used to be careless in the past have now become honey wrapped in poison. He knows that this is just drinking poison to quench thirst, but there is no way to stop it.

Song Zhen is his only antidote.

Song Zhen had something on his mind and accidentally knocked over the plate.

"careful!"

Xie Zhao quickly took the napkin to cover it for him, but a lot of it splashed on his hands.

Song Zhen was about to wipe it with paper, but Xie Zhao had already held his palm, and the snow-white wet wipe gently but forcefully wiped each of his fingers.

Song Zhen's fingers are fair and slender, the joints are not obvious, the fingertips are round, and the nails are neatly trimmed, revealing a touch of pink, beautiful and lovely.

Xie Zhao couldn't hold back and pinched it lightly.

Song Zhen withdrew his hand abruptly.

Xie Zhao didn't change his expression: "Zhenzhen, are you done eating? I'll take you home."

Song Zhen didn't move: "Xie Zhao, did your previous promise count?"

Xie Zhao: "What?"

Song Zhen: "As you said, don't bother me again after dinner."

"It counts." Xie Zhao lowered his eyebrows, "But Zhenzhen, I'm not pestering you now, I just want to pursue you again."

Song Zhen: "..."

Apart from being worn, there is nothing to explain Xie Zhao's change!

And, how the hell are you playing word games with a screenwriter? !