"No matter how rich you have, you won't make huge purchases just by impulse."

“…You call investing in movies ‘consumption’.”

"Because there will always be profits and losses in business. If you lose, it is consumption." Jiang Chuan changed his sitting posture and looked out the window. "My dad knew that the movie starring you this time was you, so he decided to withdraw his investment. Later, I persuaded Rayche to change a large amount of goods to our side, which led to such a large amount of money that needed to enter the account through normal channels-"

"Wait, I know if so many people will be killed and silenced?"

"Yes." Jiang Chuan glanced at the person in front of him and instantly turned his eyes away. He pretended not to see it. He slowly said, "Anyway, you can act well and prove to my father that there is no problem with my vision."

"...When you say this, do you think something strange?" Jinran raised his hand and scratched his head, "I always feel like I want to show my masculine style to my father-in-law. Tell me, if "The First Mate is Not Easy" is a big hit, are you going to marry me?"

"The First Officer is Not Easy, what is that?"

"The name of the movie we are about to star in," said Jinran with a expressionless face. "It will probably become "The Strange Trendmaker" when translated into China. I prefer the one behind it, what about you-"

The expression on Jiang Chuan's face already explained everything: he seemed very confused about why he wanted to sell such an inexplicable movie.

After a long time, the man sighed: "The movie was broken and the box office was a failure. Let's go to the main road with me to beg for food..."

"...I am a big star. Even if a movie fails, I won't have to go beg for food," Jinran straightened his waist and cleared his throat, "I said that you have never been poor before, and you live on the lunch box distributed by the crew just to act for the sake of squatting and other things..."

Jinran was interrupted by the eyes of the people around him halfway through. This time, without even having to speak, he said consciously: "Fang Yu told me about the tragic situation when you first debuted. He smelled the sadness and cried when he was heartbroken. You also know that this person likes to tell stories very much. If you don't believe it, ask him."

"You really like to ask about my past."

"Yes, don't ask me about it," Jinran nodded calmly, "and told me a philosophical principle about crushing the car marks. Then, before I understood what this principle meant, Dafa mercifully demonstrated it to me on-site-"

Jiang Chuan said expressionlessly: "I won't apologize."

He frowned carefully, and before he could wait, he heard Jiang Chuan slowly say-

"You were lying on me, but because another man showed a look of wanting to cry or not, no one could bear this kind of thing - he had swear to say that he liked me before, but just thinking about this makes people feel very angry."

When I heard this, my eyebrows stretched out, my mind turned around and my whole body was full of activity, and my mind was full of words—

What does Jiang Chuan mean when he said this?

When Jinran watched the man speak, there was no expression on his face, and his tone was quiet from beginning to end. However, through the neon lights outside the window, Jinran could easily see the faint bruise under his eyelids. This level of bruise was seen on his face. It would only happen when he couldn't sleep well for half a month after rushing to make a record of announcements or filming, or when he was extremely haggard. For example, when he broke up with Jiang Luo, he was depressed; for example, when Xu Qianqian ran out to make all kinds of blockages and wanted to ruin his future, he was extremely worried...

To think about it in another direction, that is, someone has been in dire straits for the past half month.

——But he didn't mention a single word. Even if he said something related, he was just like talking about other people's affairs in a few words.

No one knows what he has experienced except himself.

"Jiang Chuan, have you worked very hard for the past half month?"

Jiang Chuan did not answer, but just lowered his eyes and looked out the window firmly. He did not get a positive answer. He stared at Jiang Chuan for a long time, and felt in a mess. He didn't know whether he should feel sorry for himself or Jiang Chuan. He was obviously the one who was pressed on the sink to death, but he was accused of being heartless and doing something that was very annoying...

On the surface, Jiang Chuan is simply making trouble.

However, if they thought about it carefully, if their conversation and the friction between them seemed calm at the beginning, then the whole thing was completely out of control until the last out of control. It seemed that it really started after mentioning Andre, which caused him to remember the past...

I would like to organize some language and refute Jiang Chuan a little.

After thinking for a long time, I thought about it and thought of countless solutions, such as "I'm just afraid of what the shadow of his childhood is", "Then you don't have to work so hard", "You're jealous", and after a while, I suddenly suddenly realized: He seemed to have completely grasped the wrong key point.

Now, Jiang Chuan's affairs are completely left in his mind.

When he thought of Andre, his mind was full of "Oh, that's a bastard, do you know how bad he is to me?", but that's all - he suddenly thought of a saying somewhere: When someone is willing to calmly bring out his "shadow of childhood" and tell anyone or serve as an excuse, then this so-called "shadow of childhood" has actually become an ordinary past for this person that can be mentioned or not.

“……………………………………………………”

This transformation came too suddenly.

Before he could even have time to be happy, he was frightened to find that Jiang Chuan's "rolling and rolling marks" theory had worked quickly.

"Jiang Chuan."

"What."

"You touch me."

The man's face first showed a surprised expression and turned to look at the young black-haired man, but when he turned around and found that Jinran lifted up his shirt and showed a piece of his waist slightly, the expression on his face quickly disappeared - staring at the skin that was evenly undulating with the breath of the young black-haired man, he frowned slightly, and the emotions on his face clearly wrote mockery-

"Don't touch."

Rejection was quite straightforward.

Jinran stretched out his hand and touched it, then raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Chuan's wrist with disbelief to look at him. The man stubbornly wanted to retract his hand. While the two argued, the car passed a bustling high-rise building. The huge advertising led screen was playing advertisements for skin care products. The white bottom and white light refracted into the car. Jinran suddenly saw that under the bruise in the man's eyes, one side of Jiang Chuan's cheek was slightly red. The distant nerve was tense before. Jinran didn't see clearly. After seeing the not-so-obvious redness, he almost misleadled. He let go of Jiang Chuan's hand, and then touched his cheek with his hand before the latter could dodge. The fingertips accidentally touched a hot spot, and he suddenly retracted his hand: "What's wrong with your face?"

Jiang Chuan turned his head and looked at the young black-haired man staring at him in shock. After a while, seeing that the other party seemed to be really curious about the question, he sighed softly: "You called me, come and ask me?"

“………………………………”

Right?

Hoho.

Jingran showed an embarrassing expression: "Who told you to use force?"

"Everyone said it, I was in a bad mood at that time." Jiang Chuan frowned, "Who do you think I am, the Holy Father who will not be angry?"

Jinran's face was empty, and then shamelessly used Jiang Chuan's line: "I won't apologize."

"Are you sick? No one asked you to apologize?" Jiang Chuan sat up a little and asked, "Does your body still hurt?"

"I thought this topic had been skipped."

"Now I'm jumping back."

"pain."

"Go back and apply medicine to you," the man paused, raised his hand and rubbed his chin and showed a helpless expression, "Next time, I'm a little impulsive just now. It's the first time I've had a man..."

Jingran reacted quickly: "Next time?"

Jiang Chuan: "…things in the world are unpredictable, what if?"

Be cautious: "..."

In awkwardness, Jiang Chuan pressed a control board in front of him, and the driver's voice sounded in the back seat. Jiang Chuan quickly answered something about the same address - because Jinran heard the door number, he was slightly stunned: "Where are you going? I feel so painful, I need it urgently now-"

"Go to where I live."

"……What?"

"In your apartment in Berlin," said Jiang Chuan. "You are injured and need to clean the medicine. The hotel bathtub is inconvenient."

“…”

For some reason, the man's simple words were very picturesque. His face turned pale and turned red and turned blue. Finally, he lowered his head: "Will you break in halfway through a pair of people sent by your dad shoot me, the adulterer, to death?"

"Won't."

Jiang Chuan had good psychological quality and answered calmly.

...

Jiang Chuan’s so-called “home” is indeed a low-key suite in a high-end apartment complex.

After arriving at the place, Jiang Chuan sent the driver to take Fang Yu back to the hotel, and then went out again...

Ten minutes later, Ling Jinran was very disappointed. Jiang Chuan actually killed him with a bag of medicine. He watched him throw the bag onto the bed. All kinds of medicines were enough to cover his whole body and spilled them into the bed. He applied internally and externally, anti-inflammatory, pain-relieving, blood-activating, and blood-removing blood stasis. He grabbed a plaster and looked down at the English words on it to try to identify what he was doing. Then he heard the man say coldly on his head: "Take off his pants."

Jinran looked up at Jiang Chuan, who took off his suit and shirt. As soon as the heating in the winter was turned on, he stood generously in the room wearing a vest and looking at him. Jinran was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said yes, grab the ointment with one hand and touch his belt with the other.

Just as Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows and wondered what medicine this guy took was so obedient, he saw the man who had lowered his head and fiddled with his belt suddenly shortened and rushed into the bathroom with his pants and the ointment in a flash.

The man chased after him in three or two steps, watching the bathroom door "bang" and fell on his face. He frowned suddenly and was about to let the person inside open the door, but suddenly he heard a "boom" sound from inside. He was shocked and kicked the door open with one foot, so he watched one person's pants hanging loosely on his waist, holding the ointment with one hand and holding the edge of the bathtub with the other hand and not being able to get up and make it look like he was facing the sky.

Jiang Chuan: “…”

Jinran: "...Look at me, come and help me!"

"You run away, I haven't seen any place."

While the man was talking, he walked into the bathroom and picked up the young black-haired man from a cold place. He watched him tremble and stood up like an old man, sticking his butt and holding the bathroom with his butt. He bent down to release water for the bathtub, adjusted the water temperature and turned his head, but Yu Guang found that the person behind him was still standing stupidly. He muttered angrily, "Take off your pants, you are ready to stand forever." While speaking, his blue eyes looked at each other unexpectedly.

The other party was obviously staring at his back a second ago without reacting.

Be cautious: "..."

Jiang Chuan: “…”

"Your back," Jinran gestured between his neck and back, "there is a scar."

“…”

“Newly added.”

“…”

"It seems you haven't filmed recently?"

"Um."

The man lowered his head and pulled his pants down for him. He saw that there was no blood on his pants. The wound was not as serious as he thought. He almost couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He put his hand on the underside of the black-haired young man. The edge of his pants and muttered, "I'll take it off, don't beat people." At this moment, he felt the person standing in front of him lifting his hand. Just when he thought the other party was going to beat someone again to show resistance, he didn't expect that the latter's hand fell on the back of his neck and touched the scar behind him-

The scars caused by blood stasis have not completely fallen.

It looks like a whip mark or something, and the same thing, I have done makeup on my body countless times in the past. None of them weren't planning to play the protagonist who was going to be tortured to death. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing in real life.

"Aren't you a gangster?" Jinran heard his dry laughter sounding in the bathroom, "Who dares to hit you?"

Jiang Chuan pulled down the underwear of a person with a lot of problems and stared at something that jumped out of the thin cloth, both in color and shape. He narrowed his eyes slightly - he was too hastily in the hotel bathroom just now, and he didn't have time to take a closer look.

"good."

“……………What the hell is 'not bad’? I’m asking you, who will hit you?”

"Do you want to avenge me?" The man chuckled, raised his head and glanced at him sideways. Seeing that the expression on the latter's face was frozen for a moment, he couldn't help but use his hand to bounce the organ that was quietly dormant between his hair in front of him, "Then act well in the next movie, don't let it fuck."

Jinran cried out in pain and bent down and covered his dick.

This action pulled the wound behind him again.
Chapter completed!