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date="2021-10-08"

title="Chapter 75 The Seventy-Fifth Day Left"

weight="139758"

series = ["The Entertainment Industry Waits For Our Divorce"]

mode = "manual"

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Since the status was found, the subsequent shooting went smoothly.

After the photo was taken, Lu Lincheng was alone for an interview because of the recent movie explosion.

After he finished the interview, Liang Yan was gone after he changed his clothes and came out of the dressing room. Lu Lincheng only saw Liang Yan's assistant, Peng Peng, approaching him, obviously waiting for him to change.

Lu Lincheng looked behind her, "Where is Liang Yan?"

"She's going home first." Peng Peng responded, slowly taking out a bank card from his pocket, and handing it to Lu Lincheng with both hands: "Sister Yan asked me to give it to you before I left."

"She said this is the eight million she returned to you. The password is her birthday, so you can hold it, uh, be safe on the road."

Lu Lincheng took the bank card playfully, and put a thin card between his slender fingers: "Did she say that?"

Peng Peng: "………………"

Lu Lincheng slightly curled his lips, looked at Peng Peng with a peachy eye, and let go of the telegraph, and then used a raised questioning tone: "Huh?"

Who can stand this Nima? Peng Peng immediately blushed after being hooked, bit his lower lip, clenched his fist, and plucked up the courage to say: "She told you that this is the eight million you paid back. , Please take the money...hurry up and get out."

The electric discharge in Lu Lincheng's peachy eyes was immediately broken.

...

Not long after Liang Yan returned home, the doorbell rang.

She thought it was a courier, and Da Da ran to open the door, but when she opened the door, she immediately regretted the person outside.

"You, what are you doing?" Liang Yan couldn't help taking two steps back.

Lu Lincheng closed the door back, pulled his tie, and squeezed two words from his teeth:

"Fuck you."

...

"Lu Lincheng, you let me go, you are strong x, naked strong x, I want to call the police, I want to sue you!"

Liang Yan was dragged into the bedroom by his waist, kicking and struggling as he shouted.

Lu Lincheng threw Liang Yan onto her bed, looked at her condescendingly, and unbuttoned his shirt cufflinks: "Go and sue."

Liang Yan bounced on the bed twice, then quickly got up and pointed to Lu Lincheng in a defensive manner: "You, you, you, don't come over, I'll call when you come back, I really want to call. "

Lu Lincheng slowly rolled his shirt sleeves to his forearms, and then stood under the bed with his hips akimbo: "Sell, no one will come to rescue you if you break your throat."

Liang Yan:………………

What a mess of lines.

Lu Lincheng has to move forward again.

Liang Yan tumbled flexibly to the other side of the bed: "You really don't come over, me, I" she looked at Lu Lincheng who was approaching, and said anxiously, "I don't have that here!"

Lu Lincheng was stunned for a moment, but didn't understand what it meant: "Which one?"

Liang Yan glared at him, still finding it hard to tell, and after struggling for a long time, he chose a more euphemistic expression: "Family planning supplies."

"Don't you think that a single woman's house will always have that kind of stuff? It's not a stomachic and digestive tablet."

Lu Lincheng didn't speak for a long time after listening.

He suddenly regretted that he hadn't bought a box at the convenience store downstairs just now, looked at Liang Yan, and touched the deflated pocket of his clothes: "If I said I brought it."

"Go to hell." Liang Yan blushed, picked up a pillow from the bed and threw it over.

Lu Lincheng was hit by a pillow, then sat on Liang Yan's bed, took out something from his pocket in Liang Yan's watchful eyes and handed it to her: "Take it."

He has her bank card in his hand.

Liang Yan saw the bank card in his hand and was puzzled: "Didn't I let Peng Peng give it to you?"

She suddenly clever: "Fuck you won't take all the money away, now you come here to return the card to me?"

Lu Lincheng sighed, and pushed Ka to Liang Yan: "I didn't move. I will return it to you as it is."

Liang Yan was dubious: "What do you mean, didn't you urge me to pay back the money?"

Lu Lincheng sat in front of her, was silent for two seconds, and then said, "Liang Yan, I should help you solve these money matters."

"You promised to return me eight million so altogether, I was also surprised."

"So you don't actually owe me anything."

Liang Yan also followed silently, knowing that what he was talking about related to the money was referring to her mother, Chen Xueyun.

"It's none of your business." Liang Yan didn't want to talk to him about Chen Xueyun, and picked up the bank card in front of him: "But you don't want to forget it."

Lu Lincheng watched her put the card in her pocket and said, "I will pay you back the money, but you don't want to buy a house."

"Huh?" Liang Yan became unhappy after hearing this, "why?"

Lu Lincheng: "Go back to Nanjing Community and live with me. It's safer there."

Lu Lincheng swears to the sky that his intention to say this is to be more accurate and correct, without any other thoughts. Liang Yan is now renting an ordinary residential area. It looks good, but it is not suitable for public figures. The security is strong. In general, the protection of residents is not in place. Every time Lu Lincheng comes, he looks at the undefended gates at the gates of the community, and he will be frightened.

As for the money Liang Yan made now, it was obvious that he couldn't afford a house in Nanjing District, so after all the calculations, it was most appropriate to move back and live with him for the sake of safety and sex. Residents in Nanjing District are either rich or expensive. Normally, even a fly can't fly in. Even if the two of them walk around the garden hand in hand in the community, the paparazzi cannot be photographed.

Lu Lincheng patiently explained the pros and cons to Liang Yan.

Liang Yan lowered his head and thought, but refused: "But I think I live here very well, and I don't need to move."

Lu Lincheng sighed that Liang Yan was a newborn calf, not afraid of tigers, and didn't avoid paparazzi so much, so he was not afraid of paparazzi's all-pervasiveness.

His arm on her waist tightened involuntarily.

Liang Yan felt the tightening of his arms, and said helplessly: "It's not that I haven't lived alone. Since I was a child, I can stay hungry at home by myself. Can you?"

"Thanks to my parents," she saw that Lu Lincheng hadn't spoken, so she narrowed her mouth: "If you want to laugh, just laugh, don't you think it's incredible to have such a childhood like this native family?" She vaguely remembered Lu Lincheng’s father was a Kochi mother who was in business. He immigrated abroad a long time ago, so she didn’t even have a problem with a mother-in-law before. She even suspected that Lu Lincheng was married and divorced, and his parents didn’t even know about it.

Liang Yan said her most painful scar in a very relaxed tone, and Lu Lincheng felt his heart frustrated when he heard it. He suddenly pulled her in front of him, and then hugged her tightly in his arms.

Liang Yan was hugged inexplicably, and Lu Lincheng's arms were so tight that she almost rolled her eyes: "You let me go, you can't breathe."

Lu Lincheng buried his face on her shoulders, his arms were loose, and he said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't stop telling me in the future."

Liang Yan sounded a little confused, and vaguely felt that he was pointing, but he still gave a soft "um" sound.

The two held them for a while, Liang Yan pinched the bank card in his pocket through his clothes, remembering what she had said to him today.

Jiang Mu said that it hurts to say that to a man.

Liang Yan recalled that his cheeks were reddish more than half a year ago.

In fact, it's not that don't feel it, but... it feels too much.

She couldn't stand it, she was still a little scared thinking about it now.

Liang Yan shrank and raised his head slightly:

"Lu Lincheng."

"Yeah." He replied.

"Why don't you lighten it."

——

It is approaching the day when "Yuexiu" will be published once a month.

The long-awaited five-minute couple CP fans immediately flocked to the magazine and sold out the pre-collection on the Taobao store.

Ah ah ah ah, Liang Yan and Lu Lincheng combined for the first time to shoot a magazine blockbuster, is it a wedding photo soon after rounding up?

purchase! purchase! purchase!

Liang Yanfen and Lu Lincheng fans, although not as excited as the cp fans, they are all ready to buy more than ten or twenty copies of them each. Needless to say, Lu Lincheng fans have a strong purchasing power, especially Liang Yanfen, Liang Yan is the first. When I was on the cover of the magazine, of course, I did not hesitate to support it. After waiting so long, the fans finally found a time to spend money for her, so it was not a problem to buy a dozen or twenty copies of it.

I bought a copy for collection and appreciation, and took the rest to give away to relatives and friends. Liang Yan looks so good-looking, and this magazine is very worthy of giving away.

The more you think about it, the more cost-effective it is, not just a magazine worth tens of dollars, buy it! Buy it! Buy it!

The sales volume of this issue of "Yue Show" broke the record in an instant.

The night before the official publication of the magazine, Liang Yan sneaked into the CP fan group. He was a little ashamed to see the CP fans who had paid the deposit and were waiting for the magazine.

When she and Lu Lincheng's group of photos of "I can't understand you but I have to take pictures with you" come out, the CP fan will definitely be disappointed.

It feels cruel.

Liang Yan got into the bed and blushed.

Sugaring is impossible, and it is impossible to make sugar in this life.

Early the next morning, Liang Yan was woken up by the phone.

She fumbled out the phone from under the pillow. She wanted to turn on the phone, but she didn't wake up much. She accidentally clicked the wrong phone and pressed it to hang up.

Jiang Mu called.

What's the matter for calling so early?

Liang Yan rubbed his eyes and looked at the phone screen.

Jiang Mu might think that Liang Yan didn't answer his phone on purpose, so he sent a text message: [Ancestor, what's the matter with the photos on the hot search! ]

Liang Yan sat up from the bed.

I remember the day when the magazine she shot with Lu Lincheng went on sale today.

It must be because of this.

"It's obviously the photographers that make each other uncomfortable." Liang Yan mumbled. Didn't it mean that I took a magazine and didn't send any sugar? As for the fans, they were so excited that they were also on the hot search?

It's not about taking wedding photos, what's wrong with being cool. Liang Yan yawned and slowly went to see what was going on.

Weibo first pushed her a gossip.

Among the rows of gossip texts, the eye-catching words "Liang Yan", "Love Nest" and "Passionate Lingering" first broke into her sight.

Liang Yan was so frightened that he shook his whole body, dozing off suddenly disappeared.

In several moving pictures, under the long-distance telephoto lens, through the window, a woman in the room is being hugged by a man, the woman kicking and trying to run is photographed like **, and the two keep pulling Pulling and pulling, until finally the woman was thrown on the bed by the man, and she was quiet.

Next to the woman's blurred figure in the animation, a dialog box was displayed. In the dialog box was a portrait of Liang Yan, which meant that this woman was Liang Yan.

As for that man...

Liang Yan suddenly looked at his bedroom window.

Hold!

Forgot to draw the curtains!

Jiang Mu's second call was finally connected.

Before he could say anything, Liang Yan burst into tears over there:

"I'm going to open the curtain factory oh oh oh oh"