He is paranoid sweet

Chapter 37

On that day, Qiao Si, who hadn't posted a blog for half a year, posted three Weibo posts in a row.

Article [-]: @Four: I touched her.

Article [-]: @Four: @江ci, the gods are also gentle for her.

Article [-]: @Four: Quit the circle.

The third is completely insane.

A flood of questions.

Fried fans.

Constant insults.

Qiao Si's Weibo is full.

All of a sudden, all the firepower shifted from his relationship, uu6 to the news of his retirement, insults, disappointment, and heartache overwhelming.

On that day, the whole Weibo seemed to have fallen into a kind of hell on earth.

No one cared about his relationship with Jiang Ci.

At two o'clock in the morning, Qiao Si posted another Weibo, which completely quelled the disturbance.

@乔四工作室: Retire from the circle.

a picture.

Qiao Si's handwritten letter.

Ended his years of entertainment career.

"On the day they are exalted as gods, people will not allow gods to have feelings."

"No one knows that before he became a god, he already had a heart."

"Surrender to the fallen gods, and you are already ready to be smashed to pieces."

"I am not a god, but I am like a god."

……

Jiang Ci held the phone, his fingertips were slightly cold, and the words reflected in his black eyes.

"Why would he do that?" she asked.

Xia Qing lay beside her, sighed, "This is diverting attention, Sishen didn't want you to be scolded because of him, and didn't want to deny your relationship, so he had to withdraw from the circle and let everyone scold him. All right."

Jiang Ci paused.

"Sishen is a person who is willing to dedicate all his tenderness to you."

"Sister, cherish it."

Jiang Ci's hands trembled slightly.

silent.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Xia Qing: "It's Sishen, I'll go and open the door."

Jiang Ci held her back, "I'll go."

Xia Qing paused, and finally nodded. Jiang Ci put on his slippers and ran out all the way.

The moment the door opened, the man's tall figure blocked her, the light in front of his eyes dimmed a little, his thin lips were pale, and his eyelids were a little haggard.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Ci hooked his sleeve carefully, looked up at him, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"It's okay..." The voice was slightly hoarse and lazy. It was already three o'clock in the morning, the night wind was very cold, and the temperature of his hand bones was like a piece of ice, gently wrapping her little hand, "You just need to protect yourself. All right."

She moved her thin lips a few times, hesitated again and again, "Why do you want to retreat..."

"Why?" He stroked her brow bone with his fingers gently, "Then do you know why I entered the entertainment industry?"

Jiang Ci looked at him, concentrating on his words for a while, thinking for a while, "Is it because of me?"

"Huh?" He chuckled lazily, and then said, "Because some people said at the age of 15 that they wanted to marry someone who was shining, such as an actor."

"Those are all young and ignorant. Why do you take it so seriously?" Jiang Ci frowned.

"Huh? Just casually," Qiao Si said again, "Aren't you going to marry me?"

Jiang Ci: "!" Why did it involve the issue of marrying or not?
"You've retired, a pauper with nothing, I won't marry you." Jiang Ci's little nose flushed, and he looked extremely proud, and a little cute.

Qiao Si laughed lazily and hoarsely, "Really? Is it right for you to be the proprietress of a tens of billions of companies?"

"and many more……"

"Tens of billions?"

"what are you saying?"

(End of this chapter)