My wife is in my arms

Chapter 222: Ta Ya Ta Ya San

When Yuan Hong returned home, the drizzle that had been falling all day finally stopped.

At noon.

He drank a few bottles of beer with Li Xiao. He didn't react much, but Li Xiao was very drunk. So when he received a call from Director Hu to go to the "Solving the Case" crew to reshoot a few shots, Li Xiao fell asleep in the room that Zhang Yi had prepared last night.

About himself and Zhang Yi.

Yuan Hong didn't have such a strong desire to talk. As a man, it was like this sometimes. No matter what happened, he had to deal with it on his own. Besides, even if he said it out, it would be meaningless.

Problems that need to be solved have to be solved by yourself.

It's not possible that the established facts will disappear just because you have finished expressing yourself.

Li Xiao talked a lot. As she drank, she mentioned the things between her and her boyfriend. Yuan Hong had no other thoughts about this.

Li Xiao is already 27 or 28 years old, Yuan Hong is not sure exactly how old she is. Anyway, it is obviously impossible to say that a woman of this age has no emotional experience. However, when he casually asked the reason for the breakup.

Li Xiao's answer made him a little upset.

"Once we had an argument, he got violent."

When Li Xiao said this, her expression was still filled with anger, and what made Yuan Hong unable to hold back for a moment was her next words. "It's like Jiang Yiren's husband is his apprentice. But not all women are as tolerant as Jiang Yiren. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I kicked him out. What kind of a jerk is that!"

It’s Zhang You again.

That guy has become the benchmark for measuring the quality of male artists in the entertainment industry.

The living room is quiet.

Yuan Hong knew that Li Xiao left on his own after waking up, but he didn't think much of it.

Back in the room, he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom. He had already eaten on the set that night. This is how it is in the film and television industry. Everything is based on work. It's okay to do something special if you really want to, but Yuan Hong never does that. He eats whatever the crew members eat.

As an actor without background and connections, even though he has played the leading male role in several film and television dramas, Yuan Hong is very clear-headed. It doesn't matter when he returns home, he can eat whatever he wants, but it is best not to ask for special treatment on the crew. Even if the matter is not big, he can't let the crew members look up to him with such a small thing, but there will still be subtle differences.

There is a difference between carrying a boxed lunch and having your own private kitchen and sitting with the crew.

Just after coming out of the shower, he was surprised to find that Li Xiao had not left yet.

The woman seemed to have just woken up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and walked out of the second bedroom.

"No way!?"

Yuan Hong exclaimed, "Just a few bottles of beer can make you sleep until now!?"

"Brother, I am a woman"

Li Xiao replied unhappily.

"Your alcohol tolerance..."

Yuan Hong wanted to say something more, but gave up before he could finish his words. He frowned slightly and said, "Forget it. Now that you're awake, you can go back. It's not appropriate for you to stay with me overnight."

"I know, I know"

Li Xiao naturally knew that both of them were artists, especially Yuan Hong, who was married.

If Zhang Yi was at home, there would be nothing wrong with her staying here, but the couple was having a conflict and Zhang Yi had moved out. If she stayed at Yuan Hong's place at this time and was photographed by reporters, even if there was nothing, there would definitely be something, and it would be the kind that she couldn't explain.

Looking at Yuan Hong, who was staring at him in his pajamas, Li Xiao suddenly laughed and said, "Brother, you're in such a hurry to get rid of him. Aren't you worried that your wife will come back suddenly?!"

“It has nothing to do with this”

Yuan Hong directly denied it.

"what"

Li Xiao took out his phone and saw that it was already a little after eight o'clock in the evening. He was immediately shocked and said, "Have I slept for so long!?"

"What do you think!"

Yuan Hong asked back. "Gone, gone."

After checking the time, Li Xiao quickly waved to Yuan Hong and hurriedly opened the door to the living room and walked out. However, her voice still came over, saying, "If you have nothing to do tomorrow, let's continue drinking."

"Find someone else!"

Yuan Hong replied.

He was too lazy to delve into Li Xiao's true thoughts. Having been in the entertainment industry for a long time, Yuan Hong had already seen through this circle very thoroughly.

In this world of fame and fortune, directors curry favor with capital, actors please directors, and famous actors are flattered by less famous actors, forming a perfectly closed internal cycle.

He may not have much capital, but it depends on who he is compared with.

If compared with those unknown actors, he has played the leading male role in several film and television dramas, and many people want to curry favor with him. Even if such currying does not bring them any practical benefits, they will still subconsciously try to please him.

In contrast to male actors, actresses like Li Xiao, who are good-looking but not very famous, have more ideas.

On the one hand, they are eager for a career, and on the other hand, they want to find a rich man to marry. However, the number of truly rich men cannot meet the demand of a large number of actresses, so... some will choose to settle for second best.

As for whether Li Xiao had such thoughts, Yuan Hong couldn't tell. Anyway, Yuan Hong didn't believe that a few bottles of beer could make her drunk until now.

After making a cup of coffee, Yuan Hong sat on the sofa and couldn't help shaking his head.

He felt that he might have been in the entertainment industry for too long and always felt that everyone was utilitarian. He took two sips of coffee, put the cup on the coffee table, and reached out to pick up the divorce agreement next to him and started to read it.

It seemed that after Zhang Yi left this morning, the atmosphere in the house suddenly became unusually deserted.

Originally, because there were no children, the family was not as lively as other families. Now there was a sense of loneliness in the coldness. After reading the divorce agreement, Yuan Hong picked up the property division agreement and started reading it.

I watched it for quite a while.

He then let it go.

He stood up and brushed his teeth, and subconsciously, the image of his wife Zhang Yi appeared in his mind.

"After brushing your teeth, stand the toothbrush head upright and rinse the edge of the toothbrush cup. What's the matter with the toothpaste on you? It's just such a small matter. I don't know how many times I have told you and you still can't remember it. Yuan Hong, I warn you, don't push me too far. If you push me too far, I will stuff you into the toilet and flush you away."

"Underwear should be washed by hand, but you threw it into the washing machine with the clothes. Yuan Hong, you have a mother. I married me not to be your wife and mother."

"You can't hang your washed underwear on a clothes hanger, okay? Why do you have to hang it from the sides? Are you planning on using it as a mask? If so, please wear it tomorrow."

Such scenes flashed by one by one.

In the quiet living room, there seemed to be a figure muttering to himself as he walked to the balcony to dry the clothes again.
Yuan Hong couldn't help but sigh.

He had clearly thought it through and made a decision, but when all these fragmented memories flashed by, he still couldn't remain as calm as he appeared.

He didn't know what other couples were thinking when they divorced.

But at this moment, Yuan Hong felt that his condition was very bad, which was completely opposite to his decisiveness in the morning. He turned his head to look out the window where night had fallen, and saw a light on the windowsill on the opposite floor.

"It should be very lively!"

Yuan Hong thought so.

Then, he collected his confused thoughts caused by the deserted atmosphere at home, took out his cell phone and sent a message to Zhang Yi.

"Let's have a good chat tomorrow!"

soon.

Zhang Yi's message came back.

"Yuan Hong, whether you believe it or not, I just want to tell you that I really didn't cheat. I know you did it this time... because of the child, right? That night, you secretly called your mother on the balcony without telling me, and she urged you... I heard it all."

After reading Zhang Yi's message.

Yuan Hong's hands trembled as he held the phone.
"Sorry for delaying you for so many years. Tomorrow, right? Okay, bring the divorce agreement with you."

(End of this chapter)