Chapter 166: Five Years of Marriage

Yiling shook her head, she was really a desperate woman, and she didn't persuade Yan Huan anymore.

Because of Yan Huan's personality, she knew very well that Yan Huan was a very stubborn woman. Fortunately, the doctor said that Yan Huan didn't have a big problem and could be discharged at any time, otherwise she would let her stay here even if she knocked Yan Huan unconscious.

There was no need to go through the discharge procedures, so they went back directly. When He Yibin came to check on them, everyone was discharged and went back.

He had no choice but to call Lu Yi.

"Hey, Lu Yi, your lifesaver is discharged, and I will send you the bill."

"I know," Lu Yi was having dinner with Fang Zhu at this time. When he hung up the phone, Fang Zhu had finished eating. She just stared at Lu Yi, her voice was very stiff, "I'm done eating, I have to go to class."

Although she said this, she didn't move her noble butt.

Lu Yi looked at the meal he hadn't eaten much, and finally he could only stand up, take his clothes and put them on. After he stood up, Fang Zhu followed and lifted her butt off the chair.

Because she wanted Lu Yi to take her home.

As a boyfriend, this is what he should do.

However, she didn't know, or perhaps she didn't think about knowing, when Lu Yi had his last meal. He worked almost all day yesterday, and was busy all day. He was so busy that he didn't have time to eat, so he actually hadn't eaten for a day and a night.

However, if you don't tell me about this kind of stuffy person, I won't ask.

This is what Ye Shuyun called a match made in heaven.

Well, it's really a match made in heaven, a natural match.

Besides, Yan Huan returned to the set, and Huang Ming was relieved.

"Are you okay?" He asked Yan Huan worriedly, do you want to rest for a few more days?

"It's okay," Yan Huan said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry to have worried you. I just didn't sleep well these few days. It's nothing serious."

Huang Ming actually wanted her to rest. After all, her fainting really scared them all. A healthy person fainted. How could it not be so scary?

But Yan Huan asked to film, so let's film. They don't have much background. As long as the actors can get into the play, it's better than anything else.

Xiang Ke walked out of the hospital. At this time, her face was pale without a trace of blood. She put her hand on her belly and felt nothing because he was gone.

When she knew that the day he came, she also lost him.

And her husband, the man who once vowed to love him for a lifetime, didn't even call her. He knew that his slap had killed the child he had always wanted.

No, it might not be what he wanted. Xiang Ke knew very well that her marriage with Song Yang had come to an end.

She was no longer the cinnabar mole in his heart, but a rotten cabbage, and she was not even a chicken rib. At least chicken ribs could be eaten without taste and thrown away, but she was a piece of garbage that could not be thrown away without emotion.

She pulled the corner of her colorless lips. At this time, the sun's light fell on her face. There was only a transparent white, and the fine hairs on her face, as well as the blue blood vessels, and the struggle that flashed in her eyes, and then there was nothing else.

Xiang Ke returned to her home with Song Yang. As soon as she opened the door, she smelled a faint smell of dust. She walked in, changed into slippers as before, and then walked to the table. Her fingers gently swiped across, leaving an obvious mark on the table.

She didn't come back for a few days, and he didn't come back for a few days.

In the past, he might have been just looking at the surface, coming back every day to pretend to be in love, but now they have broken up, so he won't come back.

She sat in front of the phone, then picked up the phone and dialed the number that she had memorized, but the call lasted for a long time, and there was only the sound of hanging up, and it happened several times in a row.

He didn't answer her call.

She called again without caring, this time she called Song Yang's office.

"I'm looking for Song Yang."

But when she hung up the phone, the smile on her face was a bit ironic, he took his secretary on a business trip abroad, so-called business trip, but actually it was a vacation.

Xiang Ke put down the phone, she was not anxious, it might be Song Yang who was anxious, if she was not anxious, there would be no need to hide abroad, Song Yang's temperament, she knew him very well, he was afraid that she would make a scene, afraid that she would make a scene in the company and make him lose face.

But, she knew Song Yang, but did Song Yang really know her?

It seems, not.

She stood up and started cleaning, but as she was cleaning, a few big tears rolled down her eyes and fell into the dust.

Cut, Huang Ming called a stop, and at this time, Yan Huan always gave people a feeling that she would fall down at any time. Even Huang Ming was afraid that she would faint again, but he really thought Yan Huan was too weak. .

A good actor, of course, also needs a good body.

Yan Huan has always known this, so if she really can't support it, she won't force herself, otherwise it will not only affect herself, but also others.

Yan Huan rested for a while, drank some water, and started filming the next scene.

Art films have small investments and small scenes. The quality of the film can only be determined by the performance of the actors and the director's technique. Yan Huan has not seen what kind of scene Huang Ming will use to express the idea of ​​the film, but she knows that she must do her part to the best of her ability first.

"You are looking for me?" Song Yang pulled a long face and sat opposite Xiang Ke. His voice was neither cold nor hot, and his expression did not change much. The couple who used to be the closest couple, now, are guarding against each other like enemies.

"I'm pregnant," Xiang Ke said lightly.

Song Yang frowned, "How many months?" He was not happy, not happy, nothing, just feeling a little irritated, but if it's there, it's there. Anyway, he is not young anymore, and he is going to have a child.

"No," Song Ke did not laugh or sarcastically, she just narrated it plainly, "When you hit me to the ground, you knocked him away."

Song Yang's face changed, he pulled his collar, a little breathless, and he didn't know what to say.

"Song Yang," Xiang Ke called his name.

Song Yang glanced at her and asked, "What else do you want to say?" His voice was a little harsh, as if he still couldn't escape that irritability.