Your Most Faithful Companion

To be honest, Ji Mingshu is really not very keen on giving birth. This year, the two parents have repeatedly indicated that she is always coquettish.

But it doesn't matter how repellent she is, she occasionally follows the signs of both parents and fantasizes about a happy life with children and daughters in the future.

The reason for the vague advancement and retreat is probably because she subconsciously feels that children can not be born if they have them, and she has no too specific concepts about the arrival of new life, so she can't think deeply.

Before she could answer, Cen Sen moved slowly and asked again with a dumb voice, "Shall we have a baby?"

Ji Mingshu didn't have the energy to speak, his voice was sobbing and soft, and the refusal was not real.

Realizing that Cen Sen had arrived, she subconsciously reached out to reach the small box on the table.

But the next second, she was suddenly startled.

Ok? Gone?

She poured the box again, but nothing came out.

Reluctantly opening the drawer, the inside was also empty.

Ji Mingshu was already a little slow to react by Cen Sen at the moment, and it took a long while to recover.

The big box she brought back in the supermarket by mistake was used up? So big boxes of convenience stores have to be sold for half a month, right? !

"wait wait wait……"

She didn't give up, half propped up, and wanted to fumble deep into the drawer.

However, Cen Sen had to send the arrow on the string, the sweat on the forehead rolled off, and the bottom of the eyes sinked. With a light press, she pressed down her imperfect soft waist.

Click——!

Recording of Canary Hatching Eggs officially began.

-

When he woke up the next day, Ji Mingshu stared at the ceiling blankly. After nearly five minutes, his eyes drifted away.

In the middle of the night last night, she was so tired as a dead bird. She should have been unconscious as soon as she touched the pillow. But she didn't sleep for a few hours, and she kept dreaming during these hours.

In the dream, she gave birth to cubs. She didn't know whether it was a male or a female. She looked vague. From the praise of others, she could infer a little cuteness.

It's just that this cute cub is very irritating. It gathers all the bad things of the bear children, and it can stun the popularity by two and a half in three minutes.

Just when she was inexplicably clothed with a face turned to the sky and brought her cubs at home, she suddenly heard the bad news-Cen Sen had derailed!

The feeling of a thunderbolt in the dream is really hard to describe. It is far more profound than when she misunderstood Cen Sen's derailment on the 18th line.

Moreover, this dream is quite full-tailed, and since I have digested the bad news, I have arranged for her a famous scene of Cen Sen's home showdown without stopping.

Cen Sen, wearing a meticulously expensive suit, stood in the living room and made a straight offer.

Ji Mingshu can't remember the other conditions, except that Cen Sen said that the child belongs to him, and there is no room for negotiation. He used the indifferent tone that he was familiar with before but is now very strange, his eyes calm and cold.

In her dream, she couldn't accept reality anyway, and she went directly to the end of the world as if the sky had fallen.

So that after waking up, she seemed to still feel the sadness, despair and unbelievable meaning in her dreams.

"what happened?"

As soon as Cen Sen woke up, seeing her startled, he subconsciously hugged her back into his arms, his voice low and hoarse.

Obviously it is only a simple inquiry of three words, but with undisguised intimacy, it is very different from the indifferent and unfeeling Cen in the dream.

Ji Mingshu found a comfortable position and curled into his arms, his cold hands and feet began to warm up, and he mumbled dullly, "Nothing, I have a nightmare."

Cen Sen didn't ask much, and kissed her hair, "It's still early, you will go to bed again."

Ji Mingshu said "Yes", and the arms around him tightened unconsciously.

But after a while, she couldn't help poking Cen Sen's chest and whispering: "I dreamed that after I had a baby, you cheated."

Cen Sen paused, subconsciously thinking that she was making up a naive excuse for not wanting to have children. After two seconds of silence, he followed her and said, "Then we will not have children."

"I didn't mean it, I really dreamed!" Ji Mingshu poked a little harder, "I dreamed that you came back to me for a showdown after you cheated. I didn't even want to sit, so I stood in the living room and told me something. Property distribution, and the children must belong to you..."

Ji Mingshu kept thinking about it, and at the end of it he guessed suspiciously, "I don't think I have any ability to predict the future, you say, it is written in many novels."

Cen Sen pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Didn't the novel still write about digging the kidneys and digging the heart."

"..."

"Okay, don't say it."

Ji Mingshu took the initiative to skip this topic because of Censen's dark history. She said something differently, and her fingers were still drawing circles on his chest.

Suddenly she remembered something, "By the way, when will the design draft of Jun Yiya Collection come out?"

"It should be this afternoon. If my trip ends early, I will go to audit the project team's draft."

Ji Mingshu said "Oh" meaningfully.

Cen Sen didn't answer, but looked at her equally meaningfully, as if "You bribed me, I can consider operating in the dark".

Ji Mingshu struggled a little, but decided to keep his integrity firmly and pushed Cen Sen to get him out of bed.

Cen Sen chuckled lightly, but didn't bother.

-

After arriving at the company, Cen Sen went as usual, drank coffee and dealt with the mountain of documents.

Only halfway through the process, he didn't know what he thought of, suddenly took off his glasses, picked up the glasses cloth and wiped it slowly, and then called Zhou Jiaheng, "Let Lawyer Wen come."

Zhou Jiaheng paused: "Yes."

Attorney Wen is Cen Sen's personal lawyer. He only deals with his private property issues. He rarely appears a few times a year. He suddenly called, which is really a bit inexplicable.

Half an hour later, Lawyer Wen arrived at the 68th floor of Junyi headquarters.

Cen Sen is straight to the point, "Lawyer Wen, I want to cancel the prenuptial agreement I planned with my wife."

Attorney Wen didn't understand what he meant, and he hesitated: "Do you want to change some terms."

"No, I want to let my wife legally share all my property before and after marriage."

"...?"

Attorney Wen understood it, but he couldn't believe it, and he read "Are you caught?" on his face?

Cen Sen’s expression remained as usual, his elbows slightly propped on the table, ten fingers were loosely squeezed, and he said: “In addition, I hope to re-draw an agreement on how to compensate and distribute the property related to extramarital affairs after marriage. For example, if I If there is an extramarital affair, then I will leave the house alone, with a clause like this."

"..."

This Gu is not easy to play.

Attorney Wen squeezed his sweat in his heart and confirmed a few sentences euphemistically. After getting an affirmative answer, he learned and recorded Cen Sen's related demands and informed them of the possible consequences of these demands.

Cen Sen confirmed without hesitation.

Although Attorney Wen couldn't figure out Cen Sen's intentions, he knew that he had no standpoint, so he acted as ordered and went back to prepare the contract.

After people left, Cen Sen sat in the office alone, leaning back in his chair and recalling the dream that Ji Mingshu had said this morning.

In fact, many times he knew that he was not doing well enough to make Ji Mingshu still worry about his derailment in his marriage to this day, but he didn't know what else he should do to give Ji Mingshu a sufficient sense of security.

Thinking about it, it seems that the only thing he can do is to give more material protection.

Zhou Jiaheng came in at the right time to deliver the documents and reminded him that there is still a meal at noon today and it is time to set off.

He said "um" and asked, "What time will the draft of Jun Yi Ya Ji be?"

Zhou Jiaheng: "Two o'clock in the afternoon."

Cen Sen nodded slightly, noncommittal.

-

Ji Mingshu's design manuscript was directly packaged and sent to the mailbox of the person in charge of the Junyiyaji project team.

The person in charge was originally undecided and didn't know how to treat this manuscript of the president's wife. He deliberately asked him to talk to him. No one was willing to give him a quasi-trustee. Even Zhou Jiaheng was full of wit and he couldn't do it. Understand the true intentions.

He was bald for two days. As he approached the draft, he couldn't help but glanced at the draft in advance-suddenly he felt that he was worried.

He really underestimated the president's wife, because of the quality of the design, he would definitely be selected without his head being bald.

"...I think the design of the theme of No. 052'B612 Planet' is also very good. The fairy tale known to the public as the little prince and the rose first made a good background. The design concept given by the designer is also consistent with her The specific scheme and design background given are very suitable, and there is a very flexible and natural sense of harmony."

"In addition, from an operational point of view, a considerable part of the customer groups we face at Yaji are young women, including the previously published Internet celebrity hotel promotion plan. The audience is very clear. Then this manuscript hits our part. Customer groups."

At the draft meeting, the person in charge is selecting the design drafts that he is more satisfied with.

Cen Sen pushed the Texas bash after the dinner to get the invitation halfway, but he acted as if he was just passing by and just listened. He sat aside and signaled everyone to continue, without expressing his own opinion from beginning to end.

It’s just that the person in charge still carefully observed that when No. 052 showed the 3Dmax design renderings, Cen Sen glanced, his gaze was frozen, and some smiles were barely visible, and he suddenly felt confident.

At present, the first Junyiya Collection is initially expected to have 68 suites, which will be a personalized high-end route. Except for the 23 well-known designers who were directly determined previously, the remaining forty-five guest rooms are all designed by this young designer.

There was a slight dispute in the middle of the draft, but in the end the opinions were unified.

Cen Sen said nothing. Some people were worried that he was not satisfied with the result, but the person in charge said inexplicably, "What do you know."

-

On the other hand, Ji Mingshu remembered the results of the draft, and was afraid of disturbing Cen Sen’s work, so he could not ask, so he could only stare at his mobile phone eagerly, thinking that he would definitely reply to the email if he passed the project team.

But waiting for her to wait for the email, she couldn't help but feel a little confused, and she didn't even have the energy to go shopping.

Jiang Chun didn’t understand her little integrity as a designer, but thought she was doing a great job, and she persuaded her with sensible words: “It’s not just a guest room, the other islands bought it for you. You have to be tough. Can he not let you do it?"

"What do you say about your hypocrisy, ugliness is less than ugly, but it can't be compared, the big deal is that the suite will not be open to the public in the future, and it will be used as your private suite for the president's wife in the future. Isn't your eyes happy?

"..."

"can you speak?"

Jiang Chun's face was written with integrity and innocence.

Ji Mingshu looked at her up and down, then stopped on the half-eaten pork floss shellfish in her hand, despising: "You can't stop your mouth if you eat!"

Just as Jiang Chun wanted to refute, Ji Mingshu's cell phone suddenly shook, and it was a call from Cen Sen.

Ji Mingshu made a hissing gesture, cleared his throat and hurriedly answered, "Hey."

Cen Sen asked: "Where are you?"

"I'm shopping outside with Jiang Chun, are you off work? Um... how did the comparison result?" Ji Mingshu still couldn't help but went straight to the subject.

Cen Sen had already arrived home, and he called to inquire when she was not there. At this moment, he was turning to the notebook he had not found two days ago. After a short pause, he responded, "I don't know if your design draft has been used."

Ji Mingshu "Oh" with disappointment.

Cen Sen looked down and found that there was an arrow drawn under the last line of his note "Unfinished matters to be added at the next appointment", and there were two more rows of small characters——

Supplement 1: Don't watch 4D movies TvT anymore

Supplement 2: Call Mingshu "Baby" O.O

He chuckled suddenly, and then said: "But there is a B612 planet theme design that is amazing, and it is the most voted solution this time."