Chapter 722 I Became a Fan of the Actor’s Wife (44)

The man's sweet voice sounded, even through the cold mobile phone screen, the agent couldn't help but grind his fists.

"look by youself."

The agent held back his anger, clicked on his follow, and easily found someone's profile picture.

Clicked in.

You can see at a glance what this bad thing has done.

[A kid I know. Don't bother her, thank you. 】

The agent slowly typed out a few question marks.

It would be fine if he just posted this sentence, but if Jiang Yuzhi insisted on adding a picture, then the problem would be huge!

A kid you know?

Ah.

Why don't you just say this is your child? !

The agent took a full breath and yelled.

"Jiang Yuzhi, are you out of your mind? Do you know what on earth you are doing? Are you implying something by saying these specious words???"

"The most important thing you should do now is to clarify that there is no ambiguous relationship between you two and respond positively!"

He scolded Jiang Yuzhi.

The agent seemed to have vented all the resentment he had accumulated for so many years.

call.

He scolded Jiang Yuzhi.

It's...so cool! !

If it weren't for the wrong timing, the agent would have wanted to laugh wildly with his hands on his hips.

The man on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment and didn't say anything in reply. He just hung up the phone and said, "I will handle this matter myself, so don't worry about it."

The agent's smile instantly fell.

Poor weak and helpless.

Did he say the wrong thing?

(?﹏?)

Jiang Yuzhi hung up the phone.

He stood in the study room, feeling annoyance rising in his heart for no reason. He walked to the desk, reached out and opened the drawer, and took out a box of exquisitely packaged cigarettes.

Pull out one.

Light the fire.

Smoke billows.

Maybe he was choking, Jiang Yuzhi suddenly coughed, and pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray. His face instantly became ugly, and his thin lips pursed into a straight line.

He took out his phone again.

A phone call was made.

"Take down the hot searches about me. Also, delete all information about Chu Ran on the Internet and protect her private information."

The man's clean and beautiful eyes were very emotionless, and his fingers bent uncontrollably.

The other party said respectfully: "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuzhi returned to his normal appearance. He walked out of the study, reached out and closed the door behind him, with a faint smile on his lips.

I saw the girl sitting obediently on the sofa.

Jiang Yuzhi stepped over and said, "It's almost noon. Since everyone is here, let's have a meal before leaving."

"Are there any taboos?"

With that said, Jiang Yuzhi took an apron and put it on his body, then rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

His tone had a sense of strength for no reason, and Fu Yue didn't even have time to refuse.

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

The sentence "No need" was stuck in my throat.

"……No."

Seeing Jiang Yuzhi busy in the kitchen, Fu Yue's eyes were a little dazed. She didn't expect that this great actor who seemed to be unworldly had such a down-to-earth side and could actually cook.

…

While eating.

Neither man spoke.

Fu Yue found that this person's attitude towards her suddenly changed. From the vague intimacy at the beginning, to the obvious distance now.

Even though it's still mild, there's an obvious disconnect.