Your Most Faithful Companion

Ji Mingshu asked the driver to drive straight to the headquarters of Junyi Group. The scenery outside the window was flying, and she was not interested in enjoying it. Whether she closed her eyes or opened her eyes, there are always many scenes from her marriage to Cen Sen replaying in her mind.

She wanted to inform Cen Sen first.

But when I opened WeChat, I remembered that she deleted Cen Sen's friend. There was no application from him for the new friend.

It shouldn't have been there, and she didn't know why she would click on it with a feeling of giving it a try.

She seriously wondered if there were some destined things, such as: she and Cen Sen were destined to not be in harmony.

I remember that when Cen Sen just arrived in the compound when she was a child, she felt that this elder brother was really good-looking, so she took the initiative to release goodwill to him several times, and shared his favorite snacks with him, but he was always taciturn and loved to answer her. ignore.

After putting her hot face on her cold **** many times, she also didn't have such a good patience. Even at a young age, she felt a little bit of love and hatred, and gathered her friends in the compound to isolate him.

But Cen Sen was one or two years older than her and her group of peers, and didn't care about the isolation of their group of naive ghosts.

From then on, Cen Sen was always two grades higher than her in elementary school, middle school, and high school. No matter where she was, she was a model student who didn't make mistakes. The teacher praised him, and he was the one who gave speeches on stage eight times.

She felt very annoyed, and felt increasingly disgusted and impatient with his template-like existence. Sometimes she met him at school without squinting her eyes and passing by with a cold snort, or blowing with bubble gum. Then the bubble burst again with a "pop".

Cen Sen was even more indifferent, without even looking at her, just ignoring her existence.

So afterwards, after a mishap and got married, Cen Sen still looked down on her like she was a child.

It's just that the adult world has an extra layer of disguise, and he will wrap up a gentle coat to raise her canary who doesn't like but is willing to sleep.

——On weekdays, I joked with Gu Kaiyang that I was a canary. Thinking about it carefully, it was unexpectedly appropriate.

-

On weekend mornings, the CBD is still crowded.

The half-month hotel inspection has just ended, landing in the Imperial City, and there was another meeting early in the morning. Before Cen Sen had time for breakfast, he walked to the office and ordered his assistant to make a cup of black coffee.

"Which media reported it."

Back in the office, Cen Sen put on his glasses, then looked at the new hotel evaluation materials at hand, and asked about the previous incident by the way.

On the return trip, Zhou Jiaheng gave him a brief overview in the car, but the meeting that was about to be held needed to be concentrated and he was not in the mood to listen more.

Zhou Jiaheng talked about the future of the future in detail, after a brief pause, and said: "During the meeting, Miss Zhang Baoshu and Mr. Zhang both called to apologize. Both said it was a misunderstanding, and the news will be removed soon."

"Misunderstanding." Cen Sen didn't move his eyes, signing at the bottom right corner of the document, and quietly instructed, "Call Zhang Qi and tell Zhang Qi that Jun Yi, a project in Xijiao, has decided to stop following up. Private matters will affect the partner. I can hardly believe it. They can have a correct attitude at work."

Zhou Jiaheng lowered his eyes, "Yes."

As soon as Cen Sen spoke, he suddenly asked, "Where is my wife."

But he didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't wait for an answer, and then he answered, "Forget it, the arrangement for tonight will be cancelled or pushed back. You go now to get the bracelet that Mr. Xie gave last time."

Zhou Jiaheng answered "Yes" again. Seeing that Cen Sen didn't say any more, he quietly exited the office.

The office was silent, Cen Sen rubbed his brow bones, then leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes for half a minute to rest. He had a foreboding that there would be a tough battle tonight.

-

"Madam, may I ask you..."

"Step aside."

Ji Mingshu didn't even look at the security of the building. He stepped on high heels with a cool aura.

The bodyguard, who was almost invisible in front of Ji Mingshu on weekdays, finally came forward and explained his identity to the security personnel.

Ji Mingshu didn't look back, and just let others open the way. He wore sunglasses and hugged his hands in front of him, and walked into Cen Sen's special elevator blankly.

"Who is that woman, she's so beautiful, she looks like a star."

"She entered the special elevator run by the president. It should be President Cen's girlfriend."

"Isn't President Cen married?"

"That's his wife?"

The front desk was discussing in a low voice, and the security team helped them confirm the answer.

Yes, that's right, Mr. Cen's wife.

So in the few minutes when Ji Mingshu was in the elevator, the news that Mrs. Cen came to kill the president's office quickly spread in groups of all sizes, like a 5G network.

"Mrs. President, how do I feel like I'm here to catch the traitor in this menacing posture."

"Catch the rape? Is there an adulterous affair between President Cen and any of the beautiful women he helped handle?"

"I can't, every time I go out, the girl is ten feet away from him. It's better to say that he and Zhou Zhu have an adultery."

"Woman, you have attracted my attention. I will write to you and arrange it with the humanities. Thank you."

Although some people saw Ji Mingshu's momentum for catching rape, because the little news was strangled in the cradle on her way back, no one went to gossip about that female star.

The employees of the group knew that she was here, and Cen Sen would not be blind and deaf to the point of ignorance. What's more, she was accompanied by bodyguards. It was a tacit approval from him to open the way for her.

When Ji Mingshu reached the 68th floor, the door of the office had been opened for her, and Cen Sen's imposing row of assistants also stood up and lined up to welcome her.

Ji Mingshu was expressionless, cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart, and walked directly into Cen Sen's office without stopping.

Cen Sen is sitting in the office and wearing a pair of light gold thin-rim glasses, with a gentle scum temperament.

Ji Mingshu stopped at his desk, still chanting in his heart to prepare, and then slammed the divorce agreement that was printed in his hand but not bound on his head——

"divorce."

Her voice has been silently adjusted several times as early as the way here, in order to achieve a sense of indifference in disdain and a sense of decisiveness in charity.

After speaking, she wrapped her hands in front of her again, looking at him condescendingly, her eyes squinting.

"..."

Cen Sen closed his eyes and held the paper, and after three seconds of silence, he pressed it to the table again, without raising his eyes, there was a short silence.

In fact, the moment Ji Mingshu came to Jun Yi, he was ready to deal with it, and even thought about how to simplify the explanation process and shorten the nonsense time.

However, I have to admit.

He never thought that Ji Mingshu would raise a divorce.

During the period after returning to China, Ji Mingshu seemed to always create some accidents for him, and this "divorce" was the leader of the accident.

He took off his glasses, squeezed the bridge of his nose lightly, and then turned on the projection device behind Ji Mingshu.

"Look back."

?

Ji Mingshu looked back subconsciously.

A piece of video data from the driving recorder quickly appeared on the screen. Although the device did not record a human face, Ji Mingshu quickly matched it with the photos she saw in the magazine.

The sound of the driving recorder was a bit noisy and it was not recorded clearly, but the office was quiet. She listened carefully, as if she had heard keywords like "I'm not as good as my wife" and "Wash your face sober and sober".

At this moment, Zhou Jiaheng knocked on the door.

Cen Sen: "Come in."

Zhou Jiaheng walked inside and saw Ji Mingshu. He didn't seem surprised. He nodded politely, and then reported to Cen Sen, "Cen, I have conveyed your meaning to Zhang, but Zhang still wants Talk to you in person."

"Put the phone in."

Zhou Jiaheng responded, and put the red velvet jewelry box in his hand on his table, "This is the bracelet of the wife."

After speaking, he quietly exited.

Soon Zhang Qi's call was answered in the office, and Cen Sen released him directly.

Then Ji Mingshu listened to Zhang Qi, a free commentator, to explain the ins and outs of the whole thing. In short, in Zhang Qi’s mouth, Cen Sen is a pure and innocent snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains who is not confused by beauty. .

And Cen Sen only uttered "um" from time to time, playing with the diamond bracelet in his hand. When Ji Mingshu understood it, he just held up the phone.

"..."

Ji Mingshu stared straight at the bracelet in his hand.

She recognized it. It was a Van Cleef & Arpels sold by Christie's before. The transaction price was not exaggerated. She vaguely remembered it was more than one million US dollars. She still liked it a little.

No, this does not seem to be the focus of attention now.

She returned to her senses.

Oh, so, she has been suffering from the magazine all the way, recalling the past, looking forward to the future, making up a bunch of things, and almost screaming and crying for this dog man-all just a misunderstanding.

...It's wonderful.

Her feelings of hurting the spring and sadness ran away in an instant, and all that was left was feeling a little bit embarrassed about the absurd inner drama she was performing along the way.

"Are you still away?"

"..."

Silence is the little canary at this time.

Cen Sen loosened her bow tie and looked at her with a calm expression, "If I am not doing well enough, you can't stand it. If you have to divorce, then I respect your opinion."

"But Mingshu, you may need me to help you recall the prenuptial agreement. After the divorce, you may not be able to continue collecting rare leather birkins, take a private jet to Milan to watch the show, and take a 15-carat Sri Lankan Padma without blinking. Sapphire diamond ring..."

"Wait," Ji Mingshu was already sober, "I think... I can bear it again."

The faint awkwardness deepened a bit.

Ji Mingshu also didn't expect him to be able to force her without internet connection. He even knew that she likes collecting bk and shooting all kinds of gems and diamonds, and at this moment also took out a little beautiful bracelet to bribe her.

Of course she was very moved and happily chose to accept it.

Hearing Ji Mingshu's answer, Cen Sen didn't know why, and his heart suddenly loosened.

Without changing his face, he got up and walked in front of Ji Mingshu, then raised her wrist and put on the diamond bracelet for her.

The light fir smell hit, Ji Mingshu's ear root was a little red, and I don't know why, besides the embarrassment, there was a little, uncontrollable joy in his heart.

She hypnotized herself: It must be because it is too happy to be able to continue to spend money in the future. Yes, yes, that's it.

She held the corners of her lips that she wanted to tilt up, cleared her throat, and emphasized: "If you really cheat, I really want to get a divorce. Forget it this time, forgive you."

"Grateful."