Your Most Faithful Companion

Early the next morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the light passed through the lush greenery of the villa area, bringing the brightness of the first rain after the rain.

Ji Mingshu opened his eyes, leaned up less than two centimeters, and fell back again.

Her waist was confined by a powerful arm, unable to move. But she didn't want to move very much at this moment. Her body was aching, and she was a little swollen and numb below the lower abdomen.

It is strange that Cen Sen is not a person who values ​​desires. In the past, he met his needs almost once or twice a month and didn't bother to change his posture. Last night, it was like saving money for two years to be clean, catching her time and time again, and the toss barely ended until three in the morning.

Isn't he a great skill in bed in real life? Ji Mingshu is also not sure, after all, she has not experienced other contrast materials.

She thought about it for a while, and then reached out and fumbled on the bedside table. Touching the remote control, she pressed the curtain switch.

But when the curtains were only half open, Cen Sen squinted his eyes and frowned, took the remote control from her hand and closed it again, and then put his arm back on her waist.

"You take your hand..."

Before the word "open" was spoken, Cen Sen took his hand back first, and pulled the quilt, impatiently and said in a low voice: "Don't make noise, sleep."

——The pleated brows revealed that he was sincere and disliked her noise.

It's him who is unkind.

Fortunately, Ji Mingshu was not in a hurry to get up, kicked him either lightly or heavily, then lay on his side to the other side, and picked up the phone.

The banquet last night was still hotly discussed this morning, but the topic was all about stars.

As the absolute C position in the photo, Su Cheng is frequently mentioned, and fashion bloggers rated Su Cheng as the best dress last night, and the comments are mostly beautiful words, basically centering on "the queen shot "The pheasant walks aside" the theme unfolded.

Ji Mingshu flipped through it, and found that all the pictures of Su Cheng were either missing half of them, or blurred in the distant view, even the official video released by "Zero Degree".

This is not unusual, after all, Cen Sen has always been invisible in the public eye.

However, after the incident last night, all the people in the circle should know about the return of the prince Jingjian.

Jingjian is a family business of the Cen family, but its internal factions are quite complicated, and internal fighting has continued for many years.

In this generation, Cen Yuanchao has a dominant team that controls the key construction projects in the red-head documents and the core revenue of the Junyi Hotel Group, which has absolute say in Beijing Construction.

But Cen Yuanchao's physical condition is not very optimistic in recent years, and the emergency room has been sent to the emergency room several times in secret.

With this illness, the west wind gradually started to rise. Although it would not overwhelm the east wind, he jumped up and down, and it really caused a lot of waves within Jingjian.

As the only son of Cen Yuanchao, Cen Sen has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and his abilities match his responsibilities. Looking at Sven, he is humble and gentle, but he is notoriously sharp and clean. Among the younger generation, few people dare to stand up.

And Cen Sen has always been cruel to others and even more cruel to himself. In order to unite with the Ji family to suppress the Nancen branch, Ji Mingshu, a well-known arrogant lady in Beijing and Shanghai circles, also marries without blinking.

When the news of Cen Ji's marriage came out, everyone thought it was unbelievable. Even many people thought that the announcement of the marriage was just a stopgap measure, and the wedding would not really come.

However, as the engagement banquet was held as scheduled, Cen Sen was transferred from Junyi's Huazhang Holdings to the head of the group as the director of the development department, and it became more and more obvious that the prince would use his in-laws to help him enter the East Palace.

From the time the wedding announcement was announced to when we returned home after the marriage, the topic surrounding Cen Sen and Ji Mingshu never stopped.

It wasn't until half a year after the wedding that the gossip of the two gradually faded from the conversation after the meal.

But at this moment, Cen Sen suddenly offered to transfer to Junyi Overseas Department, saying that he wanted to station in Australia and open up overseas markets.

This naturally caused an uproar.

When Cen Sen was just transferred back to Junyi's headquarters, he tried his best to launch the sub-brand "Shuiyunjian", which focuses on the concept of "hot spring vacation".

At that time, there were few people who were optimistic about the project. He pushed the project forcibly and couldn't achieve results in a short period of time. It was inevitable that he would be restricted by the group's senior management in other aspects.

But he never made concessions, only clearing away the side support Xiaoxiao. Under the thunder method, it can be regarded as "covering the sky with one hand."

Just like that, the pressure was carried all the way to the completion of the hotel, and it was making progress. He should have taken this a step further, but Cen Sen suddenly came and transferred to overseas. It was indeed puzzling.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Nowadays, when you talk about hot spring hotels, those who can't afford to live will subconsciously think of Junyi Shuiyunjian.

The brand impression is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, this is the silent but most direct affirmation.

And Cen Sen quietly returned at this time, and everyone's curiosity was unavoidable for a long time. Last night to this morning, there was a lot of private discussion.

Ji Mingshu also received a large wave of indiscriminate bombing. In WeChat, the red unread messages were densely packed. Just look at the preview and you would know that they were all asking her about Cen Sen in a different way.

Gu Kaiyang didn't inquire into Cen Sen's mind, and sent a voice ridicule early in the morning:

"Not yet?"

"Cen's skill on this bed is extraordinary."

Ji Mingshu only clicked on the first sentence, but without waiting for her to listen to it, the next sentence was automatically broadcast along with the speaker function.

She subconsciously wanted to pause, but the speed of her hand did not keep up with the speed of speaking. When she pressed it up, the voice just finished playing, and the pause turned into a replay: "Cen's skill on this bed is extraordinary."

There was silence all around, and the jokes mixed with faint electric currents were repeated twice, a bit like a confirmation and affirmation that the listener hadn't finished.

Ji Mingshu raised his ears nervously--

The even breathing behind him seemed to break.

She stiffened and shoved the phone under the pillow in slow motion, her body stretched straight, and her toes curled up unconsciously.

Cen Sen was already awake.

He slept on the left side of the bed, glanced at Ji Mingshu's thin back, and gave a silent click.

After a while, he got up.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching from the other side of the bed, Ji Mingshu immediately closed his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled up and down uncontrollably.

Soon, the sound of footsteps approached, and she held her breath for no apparent reason. In a short moment, she simulated several kinds of unrelenting choke in her mind.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds.

Thirty seconds.

The footsteps went from far to near, and from near to far, until Ji Mingshu reacted to the sound of water in the bathroom-Cen Sen didn't even bother to expose her false sleep.

Somehow, she felt a sulky gas in her heart. She opened her eyes and stared in the direction of the bathroom for a few seconds, then suddenly lifted the quilt and leaned against the bed as if she was breathing heavily.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the stack of materials on the cabinet on Cen Sen's side. She leaned forward and stretched her hand forward. It took a long time before she could barely reach it.

"Junyi Group Designer Hotel Development Plan".

Originally, Ji Mingshu was simply pulling out his breath, but when he saw the title of the cover, his eyes changed unconsciously.

When Cen Sen came out of the bathroom, he saw Ji Mingshu leaning on the head of the bed and reading the information carefully.

Her nightdress was ravaged all night, turning up irregularly, her legs stretched and overlapped, looking long, straight, and dazzling white.

Ji Mingshu noticed his noise, but he was still reluctant to move his eyes away from the information. He just looked at it and asked: "Jun Yi wants to build a designer hotel?"

Cen Sen said "um", lifted his chin slightly, and buttoned the first button on the collar of his shirt.

Ji Mingshu did not speak any more and continued to turn the page.

She is the only girl in the Ji family's generation. Although her parents died early, her aunts and elders are famous for her. After graduating from university, marrying into the family of Beijing Jiancen, it made her the top spot in the socialite circle of 49 cities.

Her daily life is to be invited to various parties, to take a vacation all over the world, and everyone admires her in the easy mode of life.

Probably no one remembers that she is actually a professional high-achieving student in the SCAD room. She is not the brain as a decoration and only buys straw-bag vases.

"I remember you used to study interior design at SCAD. Are you interested?" Cen Sen asked suddenly.

Ji Mingshu raised his head and stared at him for a few seconds, but he didn't expect the cheap husband to remember this.

It took a long while before Ji Mingshu recovered. She quietly concealed the gratification that was just what she wanted, and brewed Najo's excuses in her mind. Just like a princess condescending and condescending, give him a face.

But before Her Royal Highness opened the Chinchilla in person, Cen Sen said: "The hotel will be completed in a while, and I will let you take you there in advance."

...?

"Visit?"

"Is it possible that you still plan to participate in design?" He didn't even think about it. "No, the hotel is not a place for you to practice."

Ji Mingshu couldn't help saying: "I designed the dinner scene yesterday."

Cen Sen paused, then looked back at her, "So you designed it."

Suddenly, it is very meaningful.

"What do you mean?"

"It means not to let you participate."

He put on his watch slowly, his eyes lowered halfway, and he knew it.

Ji Mingshu was already a little weak, but when he heard this, the roots of his ears turned red, and people immediately sat upright.

"Actually, last night was not my true level!"

She raised her voice eight degrees, accurately demonstrating what it means to be unreasonable but high.

Cen Sen wanted to laugh or not, and raised his eyebrows lightly, waiting patiently for her to explain.

This is a long story. In fact, yesterday’s dinner set the theme of the "Round Table Party" early on, echoing the inaugural issue of "Zero Degree" ten years ago.

But Ji Mingshu just finished drawing the drawings, the group headquarters and the sponsor suddenly broke up, and the funding suddenly became tense.

The most indispensable thing for fashion is money. "Zero Degree" is unwilling to make it simple, and the group headquarters is unwilling to allocate more expenses. After a week of wrangling, the two parties reluctantly reached an agreement, and the fashion dinner for the 10th anniversary of the publication and the charity scheduled for the next quarter The dinner was held together in advance.

It is obviously not appropriate to brand the name of charity and play with fashion concepts and party themes. This means that the previous on-site design plan needs to be overturned.

Ji Mingshu hates changes and has a big shelf. The last shot was two years ago when ChrisChou first participated in Milan Fashion Week as an early spring show design. This time, if it were not for Gu Kaiyang's face, she would not pay attention to "Zero". Case, she even dared to propose a complete overturn of the design draft. When she heard this, she didn't even politely call the editor-in-chief.

Ji Mingshu's original intention was to shake hands and leave whoever loves to do it, but he didn't stand up to Gu Kaiyang's hard work, and finally made a new plan.

It's just that time is running out and we have to start all over again. The new plan is somewhat perfunctory. In the end, the scene was well-formed, with no shortage of luxury, but no recognition.

Ji Mingshu himself was dissatisfied with the scene last night, but when the excuse came to his lips, he felt that he was unreasonable. He opened his lips several times without saying anything, and knelt down on the bed in despair.

Cen Sen was already dressed and ready to go out. He was not surprised to see that she hadn’t said a flower. He only looked lightly, “What’s the use of kneeling? You might as well kneel down to the Potala Palace three times. It's touching."