The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

Rong Guangping's expression seemed to be inconceivable that Rong Qian knew about it.

"Rong Qian, how can you talk to your mother like this?" Rong Guangping said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Rong Qian turned his head and glanced at him indifferently.

There was a coldness in that gaze, which made Rong Guangping feel a little guilty, and immediately turned his head away from looking at him.

Even Ban Zhun, whose fingers were tightly held by Rong Qian, couldn't help shivering along with Rong Guangping when he saw Rong Qian showing such a look of disapproval in his eyes.

The housework of the Rong family seems to be in deep water.

Shouldn't he be in here?

Thinking of this in his heart, Ban Zhun quietly wanted to escape from the living room, but Rong Qian grabbed him and made him sit where he was.

Ban Zhun pursed his lips in surprise, looked at Rong Qian, and quietly waited for his next behavior.

He Bi's complexion has become very ugly.

"Rong Qian, I'm talking to you."

She suppressed the anger and doubt in her heart, squinted her eyes, and planned to continue to face Rong Qian with her previous stern image.

Rong Qian looked at her with a half-smile, as if he didn't intend to answer her question at all.

As if deliberately killing people's hearts, Rong Qian waited until Rong Guangping was pacing in place anxiously, and He Bi was also nervously clutching the belt of the handbag before slowly standing up from the sofa.

He walked into the study room, took out a stack of documents, casually placed them on the table in front of He Bi, and turned to look at Rong Guangping.

"Dad, I think you'd like to see this."

He Bixiu frowned slightly, and asked sharply, "What is this?"

"It's just some inspection reports." Rong Qian's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Ban Zhun suddenly felt that Rong Qian was tearing apart some parts of him inch by inch, and the flustered Ban Zhun was enveloped by dripping blood from all directions.

"Who gave this to you?"

The moment he saw those things, He Bi already knew what was written in Rong Qian's report.

She naturally knew that there were some things that she couldn't justify, not to mention that the cold-tempered child in front of her was raised by her own hands, so she could best understand what Rong Qian could do.

Therefore, when the fact that she felt like a long sword hanging above her head was about to fall down every day, He Bi didn't want to struggle anymore.

Rong Guangping walked over nervously and held He Bi's hand tightly.

Seeing that they looked like they were working hand in hand through thick and thin, Rong Qian couldn't help but smiled sarcastically.

The sadness in it is self-evident.

Now that the matter has come to this point, no matter how dull Ban Zhun is, he still understands the relationship between the three members of the Rong family.

His eyesight during the day was pretty good, so he could easily see the paper on the table that fell to the ground when He Bi panicked.

It turns out that Mrs. Rong, who has always been dignified and proud, has really occupied the magpie's nest for a long time.

Rong Qian didn't look very happy, his eyes were filled with deep sadness, but he still wanted to tear up the festering scab with his own hands without hesitation:

"Auntie, you have occupied my house for so many years, do you really feel at ease?"

"Did Nian Anton tell you?" He Bi shook his head unacceptably, "He lied to you, you are my son, you are my son, these things are all forged!"

Rong Qian looked at her quietly, "It doesn't feel so good to be your son."

He Bi couldn't stop crying.

"I don't plan to worry about the past," Rong Qian knew that He Bi could understand what he was talking about, "but I am not qualified to forgive you for my mother."

Back then, He Bi stole love from her own sister, and would rather indirectly cause her to commit suicide than to be with Rong Guangping, who had empathized with each other.

When Anton told Rong Qian the truth in Nian, even Rong Qian, who had a very strong receptivity, couldn't calm down for a long time.

He has been lied to for so many years.

Treated by them as a bargaining chip in the struggle for power, manipulated by them like a fool.

Rong Qian leaned over to pick up the reports on the ground, and looked at them one by one. Every time he turned over a paper, he seemed to be crushing He Bi's heart back and forth with a barbed stick.

"The Rong family fell here from the hands of the two of you, so even if it stands up again, it shouldn't belong to you."

"Not to mention wanting me to divorce Ban Zhun, or even continue to be used by you to achieve your goals."

Rong Qian turned towards the entrance door, signaling the two of them not to make trouble for themselves.

"I chose to tell you this today, not just referring to this matter. In the future, the Rong family will no longer have any property belonging to you. With your so-called love, you can get away as far as you can from me."

He Bi's face was pale, if it wasn't for being supported by Rong Guangping, she would almost be unable to stand.

As early as when Rong Qian finally spoke to Rong Guangping at the door, Ban Zhun had already sneaked back into the bedroom and began to pretend to be asleep.

He felt that he shouldn't see such a fragile and pitiful side of Rong Qian, so he could only choose to avoid it as much as possible.

There was a loud slamming sound from the entrance door, and Ban Zhun trembled.

After a while, the bedroom door was pushed open, and immediately after, the side of the bed behind Ban Zhun was sunken.

"Are you sure?"

Rong Qian pushes a sea otter pretending to be asleep.

Ban Zhun didn't move a muscle.

Rong Qian didn't know what he was thinking, so he held back his smile and picked up Ban Zhun's phone.

He gently held Ban Zhun's wrist again.

With a sigh:

"I left my mobile phone in the living room. I can only use this mobile phone to find out how to wake up a person who can't be woken up anyway."

Rong Qian seemed to be in trouble, and poked on the screen in bewilderment."

"Where's the browser... eh? It needs a fingerprint to unlock.""

Ban Zhun's nerves were tense.

I killed people!

He felt his fingers being pinched by Rong Qian's warm fingertips, moving slowly and firmly towards the place that made him feel uneasy.

Ban Zhun finally couldn't pretend anymore.

But I also felt that it would be a bit abrupt to wake up suddenly, so I wanted to pretend to act.

Ban Zhun wanted to squint his eyes to see what Rong Qian was doing, but the curtains in the room were drawn and the light was dim, so he could only see a little bit of unclear light.

It turned out to be his cell phone.

Ban Zhun was completely panicked.

Busy yawned and woke up: "Eh? Did you see off the guests?"

Ban Zhun sat up, pretending that he had just woken up, and wanted to use the way of laughing to pass the matter away without any trace, but was hugged by Rong Qian's waist.

"Brother Zhun, I'm actually quite happy."

Rong Qian hugged Ban Zhun's thin waist, buried his head in the crescent of his neck, and like a large working dog off guard, rubbed his head against Ban Zhun's ears coquettishly.

"What's there to be happy about?" Ban Zhun hugged him tightly, stroking Rong Qian's ears one after another, "Stop laughing, be obedient."

Rong Qian shook his head, squeezed Ban Zhun's fingers into his palm, and said softly, "I'm serious, I'm really happy."

Eighty percent is crazy.

Ban Zhun thought.

Seeing Rong Qian's appearance, Ban Zhun suddenly didn't dare to give him his suggestion, but he still said strategically, "Why don't we go to the hospital."

"Look at what?"

Rong Qian pinched his fingertips and asked with a low smile.

Ban Zhun was worried that Rong Qian would hurt his self-esteem, so he said with an unnatural expression: "Look at... the scenery."

Rong Qian said with a muffled laugh, "I'm glad she's not my mother, otherwise..."

"I may really not be able to accept that my biological mother bought and sold me like a commodity."

Ban Zhun hugged his head tightly and rubbed it gently.

"I'm afraid you will feel very uncomfortable to show them these things in front of me?"

In any case, to the Rong family, he is an outsider, and there are some things he shouldn't know, so he must have a self-aware avoidance attitude.

Rong Qian retorted calmly: "No, on the contrary, being in front of you gave me the courage to tell the truth."

Ban Zhun's heart was moved by his eyes, and he couldn't help kissing Rong Qian's eyes.

He had never been trusted so unreservedly.

At this time, Ban Zhun will naturally treat Rong Qian gently, and will not refuse any request from Rong Qian at this time.

Hugs make people feel happy.

After taking a bath, Rong Qian carried him directly from the bathtub back to the bed, carefully rolled up the edge of the quilt, and wrapped Ban Zhun tightly, only revealing the tip of his pale pink nose and slightly red cheeks. Eye.

Ban Zhun's eyes were glued to Rong Qian's face all the time, worried that he would be overwhelmed by sadness.

But through observation, it was found that such a situation did not happen to Rong Qian, and Ban Zhun was relieved.

"If they are really your parents, no..."

Rong Guangping is indeed Rong Qian's biological father.

Ban Zhun said in a different way, "If there were no facts today, they asked you to divorce me, would you agree?"

Rong Qian lay on the pillow, turned his head and smiled at Ban Zhun, "Why do you ask this question?"

Ban Zhun naturally wouldn't admit that he was worried about being abandoned by him, but he really wanted to know the real answer, so he could only use a tough attitude to ease his current extremely embarrassing state:

"I ask you a question and you answer me!"

How could Rong Qian not know what the little sea otter was thinking all day long, so he wanted to tease him:

"It should be... yes, because I still want to get a divorce."

Ban Zhun's determined smile froze, and the words "you can talk" that came to his lips instantly swallowed back into his stomach.

He sat up suddenly from the bed, and looked into Rong Qian's eyes seriously:

"What did you say?"

Rong Qian's wicked eyes suddenly rose, and he stretched out his hand to hold his fingertips, making the hurt of this sentence even greater:

"I said that I really want to divorce too."

Although he knew that Rong Qian was joking, Ban Zhun still couldn't be happy, so he turned over and kicked off the quilt and got out of bed:

"Leave away!"

Just as Ban Zhun was about to leave the bedroom angrily, Rong Qian grabbed his wrist, pulled him back to the bed and sat down, coaxing him with a smile:

"Listen to me, don't be so impatient."

"I haven't proposed to you properly yet." Rong Qian kissed his fingertips, his eyes full of affection.

"Nervous, I have received the certificate, why do I want to propose marriage?"

Ban Zhun turned over, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.

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The filming of "The City of Twilight" is getting smoother and smoother, and Ban Zhun's face is getting more and more ruddy, like a vixen sucking energy, and his gestures are lazy and lazy.

As soon as Ban Zhun put on his coat and walked out of the studio door, he was caught by a large field of bright red roses in front of him.

Before he could see clearly what was at the door, Ban Zhun heard a burst of joyful breathing.

There are often many fans around the film and television city. In order to surround their idols, they will not hesitate to live here day and night, just to see each other.

However, instead of squatting to the rightful master, he squatted to Guawang Banzhun.

So it still came as a bit of a surprise to them.

I love to eat melons, and I love handsome guys who are pleasing to the eye.

Seeing the battle at the entrance of the studio, Ban Zhun could hardly believe his eyes.

No way, Rong Qian is fucking serious?Wasn't it really just a joke that day?

Damn, it must be crazy.

I saw Rong Qian wearing a Zhouzheng suit, looking at him devoutly.

"Yes."

Ban Zhun's social fear was instantly aroused by Rong Qian.

He had never been so afraid of the eyes and attention of the fans, he just wanted to cover their eyes one by one, so that they would forget all about it.

But Ban Zhun knew that he didn't have the ability.

Rong Qian still looked at him with a smile on his face, as if he was about to make a big move.

Ban Zhunshe has been dead for many years and is well versed in embarrassment.

If you don't want to embarrass yourself, you can only divert everyone's attention and transfer the embarrassment to another person.

Ban Zhun didn't know anyone present, except Rong Qian who looked like he was about to kneel on the ground.

Don't bully at this time, let's wait for when.

Ban Zhun took two steps forward resolutely, looked at Rong Qian's face determined to win, and gave him a look of "you're done", then raised his eyebrows, and rushed ahead of Rong Qian——

Kneeling straight in front of Rong Qian.

The flowers and props are all ready-made, and as for the atmosphere, he has baked it here.

He has such a good relationship with Rong Qian, if he steals his role, Rong Qian probably won't hit him.whee.

"Dear Jasper, marry me!" Ban Zhun firmly grasped Rong Qian's hand, and snatched the ring held by his fingertips by the way.

Rong Qian who was at a loss after being robbed of his lines: "...???"

"encourage."

Ban Zhun stood up, hugged Rong Qian's waist generously, casually put the ring on one of Rong Qian's fingers, and stretched out his hand to signal that the people around him could start booing and make Rong Qian die: "Encourage, encourage, encourage!"

The onlookers couldn't think of it as a big deal to watch the excitement, and immediately cheered, and the flashlights also flashed.

"Marry him!" "Together!" "Happy candy!"

Rong Qian: "..."

Although he was speechless, he had provoked Ban Zhun to marry him on the set today, so no matter what behavior Ban Zhun did at this time, he, the instigator, deserved it.

However, before Rong Qian felt that everything that had happened up to now was enough to make him feel speechless, an even more unbelievable scene appeared.

Ban Zhun put his hand into Zhen Bujia's pocket beside him, and took out a handful of something that he didn't know what it was.

Ban Zhun seemed to be struggling for a while, and then he raised his hand and generously threw the object in his hand towards the onlookers who were not far away.

Rong Qian was stunned by this anti-client-oriented behavior, as if he heard someone next to him whispering in doubt.

"Is this... a large-scale sugar-sprinkling scene?"

Rong Qian was also considered unlucky, being hit on the forehead by something in Ban Zhun's hand.

He caught something that almost fell to the ground, and looked down.

Well, big white pig.

It's time to sprinkle sugar.

The author has something to say:

Boss Ban: As long as I am not embarrassed, Rong Qian is the one who is embarrassed.

Mrs. Ban: If you get a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for.

Proposal stalks come from the Internet

【Good night babies, muamuamua! 】