MTL - Divorce Strategies For Divorced Movie Queens-Chapter 98 Last Life, Han Xinyuan (1)

After Han Xinyuan attended the celebration banquet of her last movie, she came back reeking of alcohol, took off her pointed red-soled high-heeled shoes and kicked them aside casually, and staggered down on the sofa in the dark Li, pressed his forehead and gasped in a low voice.

Tonight is not only a celebration banquet for her last film, but also a farewell banquet for her exit from the entertainment circle. The reporters went crazy during the press conference a while ago. Han Xinyuan just wore the actress crown on her head a year ago. It was the time when the wind was going smoothly and her net worth was soaring. When the news came out, the public only thought that her team was promoting a new movie. No one thought that Han Xinyuan would really retreat when the limelight was in full swing, and she retreated decisively and neatly. No.

With the gimmick of a new movie queen quitting the entertainment circle, the original niche literary films took advantage of Dongfeng's fame and made a lot of money, investors were happy from ear to ear, and those little fans of poor Han Xinyuan cried one by one It's like grabbing the land, and they almost knelt down and begged their young lady not to leave them.

Han Xinyuan was leaning on the sofa with her body crooked. She forgot to close the window when she went out in the morning. The wind was howling outside, and the thick curtains were rattling. After a second of time, it went dark again, and then there was a thunderstorm, and the torrential rain fell immediately.

Late at night, it was too dark, and the lights were not turned on in the house. Han Xinyuan could only hear the sound of rain pouring on the glass outside the window. The rain splashed on her legs, and it was cold. She suddenly remembered that she had fallen in love with that woman before. , also in such a rainy night.

At that time, they were all buried in the cold ruins. It was raining, and Han Xinyuan almost lost consciousness from the cold. He could only vaguely feel a person hugging her tightly, with his neck wrapped around his neck, and his chest against his chest. What the Han family, nothing is important anymore, there is only one hot embrace left in Han Xinyuan's world.

"Han Xinyuan, you can't die, Minghong will hate me even more after you die." Ji Chenli hugged Han Xinyuan with the little warmth left on his body, and cursed anxiously in her ear, "You are a scheming confession of lotus, you You just want to hate me for the rest of your life, don't you?"

Han Xinyuan tried his best to open his eyes that were almost closed, his pale lips let out a weak breath, and said with a smile, "When is it, I'm still thinking about Minghong."

"Nonsense!" Ji Chenli was out of breath, Han Xinyuan's temperature was getting colder and colder, Ji Chenli hugged her even tighter, "You can't die, I can't die, I still want to save my life and go back to love Mingyu Woolen cloth!"

"Minglang... What's so good about Minglang..." Han Xinyuan rested his chin on Ji Chenli's back shoulder and said, "You might as well follow me, I treat you well, as long as you hug me every day."

Even Han Xinyuan didn't know why she blurted out such a sentence, she said it naturally, and didn't think it was wrong at all.

In fact, this Ji Chenli, looking bluffing and mean, with a knife mouth and a tofu heart, is also quite good.

"Fuck! Are you trying to use a trick so that I won't compete with you for Minglang?"

Han Xinyuan broke into a smile with difficulty, "Just take me for granted."

Ming Lang, Ming Lang.

Han Xinyuan used to like Minglang so much, to the point that she was his only choice, and when his life was at stake, Ji Chenli's temperature and touch were in his arms, and Ji Chenli's whining was in his ears, so he didn't think of Minglang at all. Come.

Han Xinyuan was not dead, she was lucky enough to be rescued, but her arm and shoulder was injured by a stone, and she needed to be recuperated slowly.

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was Ming Lang, and Ming Lang's eyes were full of concern, but the first thing Han Xinyuan asked was: "Where's Ji Chenli?"

Ming Lang was obviously in a daze for a moment, and Han Xinyuan was also in a daze, what happened to him?

"She's a little dehydrated, she's fine." Ming Lang looked away, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Han Xinyuan felt relieved, and happened to catch a glimpse of a figure in the crack of the door, peeking at the door, and looked at Han Xinyuan, and fled with a guilty conscience. , she turned her gaze to Minglang, and found that Minglang's ears moved slightly.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Minglang's hearing is better than Han Xinyuan's, so it's impossible not to know that there is a person standing at the door all the time.

Ming Lang acted nonchalantly, "She can't die."

These words sounded harsh, Han Xinyuan thought of the thin and warm embrace in the muddy ruins, and then thought of the frightened eyes outside the door just now, and suddenly felt a little distressed, "Ah Lang, you really don't like Ji at all." Morning leave?"

It's rare for Han Xinyuan to mention Ji Chenli so frequently, Ming Lang frowned and said, "Speak directly."

Han Xinyuan raised one corner of his mouth and said half-jokingly: "I mean, if you really don't like Ji Chenli, you might as well give her to me. Anyway, since I was a child, you have never refused to give me anything I asked for."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Ming Lang's eyes, and he said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Han Xinyuan stared at Minglang, the air froze for two seconds, and suddenly, she laughed again, "You said you didn't like her, look at you, are you out of breath?"

It is difficult for others to see the angry expression on Minglang's face, because she always has only one expression, that is, a sullen face, which is the same when she is happy, and the same when she is angry, and she can't see joy. Han Xinyuan could tell that she and Minghong grew up together, and after observing such a finely crafted cold face for a long time, she would always see clues, such as Minghong's eyes brighten up when he is happy, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised Three degrees, when Ming Lang is angry, his pupils will turn black, and the corners of his mouth will be drawn down two degrees. Sometimes Han Xinyuan thinks, how can a person be so desireless as Ming Lang, as if she is a machine that manages family affairs, does not need emotions, just needs to run non-stop.

But Han Xinyuan liked this kind of Minghong very much in the past, to what extent did he like it? In order to be able to stay with Ming Lang every day, Han Xinyuan worshiped the same master to practice hard, although Han Xinyuan neither likes studying nor martial arts. Just because Ming Lang was the first person who gave her a lifetime promise.

But after going through that earthquake, and looking at Ming Lang's delicate statue face, Han Xinyuan faintly felt that he was wrong in the past.

"What do you keep mentioning about Ji Chenli? You are busy every day, and finally you can accompany me and have some happy chats." The atmosphere was a little delicate, Han Xinyuan cleared his throat and smiled, "Hey, it's okay, although you You were threatened by that Ji Chenli to get married, but you will leave your life to me, this is your promise to me."

"Yeah." Ming Lang nodded.

Han Xinyuan smiled in satisfaction, but his mind was full of Ji Chenli who had just glimpsed through the crack of the door.

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The wind and rain outside the window was more urgent than before, and when it was shot on the window, it seemed as if it was about to smash the window into a hole. Han Xinyuan was the protagonist at the celebration banquet, and he was about to quit the entertainment industry. The director and actors took turns toasting her, drinking A little too much, the brain was swollen and hurt, and rubbing the temples with hands was useless. Han Xinyuan felt angry, so he simply bumped his head against the back of the sofa. Anyway, it was soft, and it wouldn't hurt. Probably this method is really effective, after bumping it a few times it doesn't hurt anymore, Han Xinyuan didn't seem to have had enough at the celebration banquet, so he got up from the sofa, opened a bottle of wine in the wine cabinet, and blew directly on the bottle.

While drinking, Han Xinyuan tilted the wine bottle and dumped it on the floor, "The rain is so fast, I know you must be here."

"You love drinking the most," Han Xinyuan hiccupped and said in a daze, "...alcoholic."

"I have... so many good wines here... see?" Han Xinyuan turned his face to an empty corner of the living room, pointed his hand back and pointed at his own wine cabinet, "It's all for you, it's all for you stay..."

She suddenly smashed the wine bottle in her hand, and threw a drink madly at the empty room, "I'm **** reserved for you! Why didn't you wait for me!"

I don't know whether it's sweat or tears on her face, it's wet, her make-up is smudged, her eyes are dark like a panda, she smashed the wine bottle, she collapsed on the sofa, crying and laughing, and murmured, " Just a little bit, just a little bit, you and Minglang divorced, just a little bit, I succeeded."

"You and Minglang have come to this point, you have no relatives, where else can you go? You can only come to me."

"Come here, I want you, Minglang is a cold machine, but you are a human being."

"You are human, and I am human, and we are together, just right."

The human heart is an impenetrable wall, seemingly indestructible, but in fact, as long as a small gap is opened, it will immediately fall apart. Before she knew it, Ji Chenli accidentally opened the crack in Han Xinyuan's heart.

With this slit, it's not so difficult to accept it. The more Han Xinyuan looked at Ji Chenli, the more he liked it, but later on, he was secretly jealous of Minglang.

Ming Lang has no feelings, no matter how nice Ji Chenli is to her, it will be futile, but I am different, I am a person with flesh and blood who will respond, thinking about it, it might be better for Ji Chenli to be with him.

But Ji Chenli was too devoted to Minglang, Han Xinyuan thought of an extreme idea, which broke Ji Chenli's heart completely, and made him feel disheartened towards Minglang. Although it took some time, Han Xinyuan was able to wait, and, seeing It's about to succeed.

Stomach cancer, removing one-third of the stomach can cure it, is it disheartening? It happens that Han Xinyuan can take advantage of it. Her plan is perfect. Han Xinyuan has even thought about it. After getting married and getting better health, I will take her abroad and stay away from this place. After a long time, I will always forget it.

Who would have thought.

Who would have thought.

Ji Chenli doesn't want Minglang anymore, but Ji Chenli doesn't want her, Han Xinyuan, Ji Chenli doesn't want anyone.

Han Xinyuan smiled and counted the time.

"Chenli, you have been away for a year."