Your Most Faithful Companion

After hanging up the phone, Cen Sen was silent for a while.

When Zhou Jiaheng came to deliver the document, Cen Sen gave a sudden stop and raised his eyes and asked: "A man likes a woman's circle of friends and praises her for her lovely photos. Are they just pursuing her?"

Zhou Jiaheng was full of work, caught off guard to hear such a problem, and did not respond for several seconds.

When the reaction came over, he was thinking again: Is President Cen implying or metaphoric? Or is there a difficult situation in the relationship, and he needs his general helper to take the initiative to share his worries and relieve his labor?

In less than ten seconds before and after, Zhou Jiaheng had already considered a decent answer.

But Censen seemed to see that he wanted to be awkward, and quickly retracted his gaze, and said before he spoke, "Don't think too much, I'll just ask."

"..."

I have already thought about it a lot.

Cen Sen: "You go out first."

Zhou Jiaheng paused for a while, then turned around and walked out with a little nod of his head, but he was a little bit more puzzled and worried in his heart.

He has followed Cen Sen for many years and understands Cen Sen's temperament very well. Cen Sen always thinks about what he wants and does what he does, and he can always take care of it the first time.

It's just that Cen Sen rarely mentions personal emotional issues. With this attitude today, he was a little confused for a while.

Not only Zhou Jiaheng couldn't figure it out, but Cen Sen didn't even think about it.

The office was silent, he took off his glasses and leaned back, and subconsciously rubbed his brow bones.

In terms of feelings, he has never been indifferent. He can't say that he knows a lot about women, and he hasn't had a strong liking or dislike for the person he interacts with.

And Ji Mingshu, from the time he was a student, has had many inferiorities that are beyond his appreciation.

Publicity and excitement, superficial and vanity, arrogant and domineering, extremely self-centered.

When Ji Mingshu repeatedly provoked him childishly, he once felt that this girl was useless except for her face.

Fortunately, the intersection between the two is not much, and it is even rarer after graduating from high school.

It's just that every time he goes back to Nanqiao Hutong, he will passively hear some news about Ji Mingshu from the Cen family.

For example, what university she was admitted to, what gifts she sent back from abroad, how beautiful she is now, and which boys are pursuing her.

There have been a few informal encounters, but they were all just a quick glance without saying anything.

It was not until the Affiliated Middle School’s Centennial Anniversary and the classmates organized a gathering that he officially reunited with Ji Mingshu.

He and Ji Mingshu are of different levels, so it is reasonable to say that gatherings should not meet each other, but gatherings in adulthood are not as pure and simple as recounting the friendship of classmates, but to gain a name for the exchange of social connections and resources.

To be more realistic, useless people have long been excluded from the category of "classmates".

Strangely speaking, Cen Sen still remembers that Ji Mingshu wore a silver-green suspender dress that night.

The style of the skirt is simple and generous, but the skirt is pleated but exquisite and complicated. In action, the fine folds sway like water waves.

There is also a very thin waistband of the same color around the waist, which makes it too thin to hold.

When Ji Mingshu arrived, Cen Sen had already drunk a lot of wine.

He was consciously awake, but for a moment when he saw her, he mistakenly thought he was very drunk.

Ji Mingshu's two uncles, one in business and the other in politics, are in great need of help from powerful in-laws.

At that time, Cen Sen happened to learn that they had secretly found a marriage partner for Ji Mingshu.

The marriage partner they looked for was the Su family, which started from Jiangnan Textile. The Su family went northward for several years. It has made great achievements in both political and business terms. Although it cannot be compared with the Cen family, it is also a leader in the new rich, with a strong momentum and a bright future. Unlimited.

The youngest son of the Su family, Cen Sen, also knows that the double business is good and he is also a talented person. It's just that he is not very clean in his private life.

Thinking of this, and looking at the bright eyes and teeth in front of him, Cen Sen felt a little regretful.

It may be that from the beginning of regret, he had some vague thoughts, so when Ji Mingshu drank the cooking wine by mistake, he came forward to take her away.

In fact, Cen Sen originally wanted to send Ji Mingshu to the hospital, but after a few minutes after sitting obediently, Ji Mingshu suddenly climbed onto him, sat face to face, rubbed his face and scolded him.

He scolded him for admiring foreign and foreigners, scolding him for having bad eyesight and falling in love with Li Wenyin's little Bailian, and then scolded him over and over again that he shouldn't break up with Li Wenyin, and their non-recyclable garbage should be locked tightly and no one should be let go. .

He drank a lot in the evening, left early to bring this unscrupulous woman, and was coaxed to drink a glass of whiskey without ice. He was not sober.

I didn't have time to think for a while, where was this woman so resentful, she reunited after a few years, and I still remember to give him a scathing curse.

But just after cursing, Ji Mingshu took the initiative to kiss him again, from his lips all the way to the Adam's apple, like a lazy little cat, licking gently every time, the voice is sweet, and the cursing is also like coquettish.

Cen Sen is not Liu Xiahui, who is still stubborn, and naturally can't stand such a lively provocation.

For a few seconds, he thought about whether this was a means by the Ji family to deliberately get him on the hook. But Nephrite Wenxiang was in his arms, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

It just so happened that he lacked such a delicate vase as a decoration.

The memory stopped abruptly when he entered the hotel suite, Cen Sen opened his eyes, rubbed his brows, and reopened the file on the desk.

He may have been too tired recently, and he would be thinking about it because of a word from that child Pei Xiyan.

Ji Mingshu is his wife. It's normal to say that she is good-looking and cute. How can she talk about chasing after it, like it or not.

Ridiculous.

But before long, he stopped writing again, picked up the phone and sent a message to Ji Mingshu.

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Cen Sen: [When will the recording end today? Just on the way, I can come to pick you up. 】

When Ji Mingshu saw this news, he was tired and turned into a salted fish.

Running decoration is an individual's work, and ordinary people still find it hard, not to mention the spoiled eldest lady like Ji Mingshu.

She leaned listlessly by the window, dialed Cen Sen, her voice fainted, "I just saw your message, I finished recording, I'm so tired, I'll go back by myself."

Cen Sen: "I have arrived."

?

Ji Mingshu looked out the window subconsciously.

At the corner of the parking lot of the community, a familiar car was flashing double.

At this moment, the staff finished packing the equipment and greeted her, "Ms. Ji, let's go? The car has arrived."

She covered the phone and turned back, "Oh, no, my husband came to pick me up."

"Huh? Teacher Ji, you are already married?"

"I can't tell at all."

The staff were very surprised that she was married.

In fact, for amateurs to participate in the recording, the program team will do some background checks in advance, but Ji Mingshu is the person recommended by Meng Xiaowei, and the father of the gold master has rejected her and Li Che's plan to fire CP and list her as a key subject. The program crew did not spend much energy on her bordered vase.

In addition, Ji Mingshu has no habit of wearing a wedding ring, and he is fashionable and young, and no one thinks about the direction of marriage. So the simple marital status has become a blind spot under the light.

Ji Mingshu didn't have the time to explain to them what they had or didn't have, so he casually dealt with it twice, went to the bathroom to tidy up his makeup, and ran downstairs impatiently.

She walked on high heels for a day, and both legs were on the verge of trembling. As soon as she got in the car, she bent over and rubbed her calf, and her mouth was still "aching", yelling that the whole world could do it. hear.

Cen Sen put down the file and wrote lightly: "You can wear flat shoes."

"?"

"What do you know? High heels are the last insistence of a woman! Even if I die, I won't wear flat shoes to participate in the recording!"

"..."

Cen Sen said coldly, "Oh", and continued to read the file.

Oh?

Oh? ?

Oh? ? ?

Ji Mingshu stared at him incredulously for ten seconds. Seeing that he was so leisurely as if nothing had happened, and when he was so tired that his limbs became weak and he was paralysed, he was almost out of breath!

Suddenly she turned sideways, one leg and two legs, quickly and neatly all hitting Cen Sen.

"I'm in pain, help me rub it."

She spoke with confidence, and Cen Sen turned her head to look at her, and couldn't tell whether she was acting like a baby or ordering.

When Ji Mingshu finished speaking, he ignored him very badly and played with his mobile phone.

Cen Sen looked down, looked at her leg for a while, and did not move for a while.

"It hurts! It hurts, it hurts!"

Ji Mingshu moved and urged him twice, with a squeaky voice that he hadn't noticed.

Cen Sen's heart moved slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, he really slowly rolled up her sleeves, and helped her gently squeeze her calf.

"..."

Really pinch?

Ji Mingshu shrank subconsciously.

In fact, she just wanted to torture the dog man, she didn't know that the dog man was so talkative today.

Fortunately, she is very good at accepting the kindness of others to her, and soon relaxes and nestles in the seat with peace of mind, enjoying tens of thousands of exclusive services per second.

It's a pity that Cen Sen didn't brag about such a rare thing as his leg squeezed.

Ji Mingshu opened WeChat and was thinking about how to post to Moments.

Suddenly the phone shook, and Gu Kaiyang sent a message.

Gu Kaiyang: [Ahhhhhh, sisters hold on! 】

Gu Kaiyang: [Li Wenyin's interview is out! 】

Gu Kaiyang: [Let me show you the key points, Ben Gugu has never seen such a brazen person! ! ! 】

Ji Mingshu: [? 】

Gu Kaiyang threw a screenshot of Zhang Biaohong's interview.

In the thumbnail, you can see the six characters of "Li Wenyin Interview Draft" in the title. Ji Mingshu clicked and glanced, quickly grasping the key point——

Li Wenyin: "I think it should be the dream of every writer to make what I write into a movie. The story I wrote is very...how to say it, very special, and cannot be copied. "

...

Li Wenyin: "Yes, in fact, many people know that this story has a prototype. If it is prototyped, it is my first love and me. I also wrote an article "My First Love Is Married" on Weibo before. I thought about it so much and never thought that it would be reprinted in large numbers. Later, because I was afraid of causing trouble to him, I chose to delete it."

...

Li Wenyin: "I want to make this movie and I don't want to disturb him. I just want to say that when a person is young, he will always not know how to cherish, naive and reckless, maybe because of my naive and reckless, I have lost him forever. But in another sense, we also had each other's best years."

...

Li Wenyin: "Yes, this story is very important and meaningful to me, so I will try my best to present it in its most perfect look. I also hope that when it appears on the big screen, everyone can Therefore, recalling my youth and the time when I was most unable to reproduce it is my sincerest wish for him."

? ? ?

wish?

What kind of shit? Does this little Bailian dare to say it in front of her? If she doesn't confuse this little Bailian, she will not be named Ji! ! !

Ji Mingshu was a little unable to control the evil spirit in his body, and his legs twitched suddenly.

Seeing this, Cen Sen raised his eyes and glanced at her, "What's the matter?"

Ji Mingshu's angry little flame has burned to his internal organs, and he feels that he can spit out the mysterious fire of the black bird as soon as he opens his mouth. She endured and endured, choked with blood and said, "It's okay."

Being dignified and virtuous, I must not be angry! ! !

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