Shang Jing happily lay on He Jiang's back, shaking his feet, emphasizing: "I want to follow you."
Find the evidence of their hidden marriage and the evidence of his abuse in marriage, as a bargaining chip for divorce and property distribution.
He Jiang: "I'll ask Lin Lin to take you back to rest."
Shang Jing: "No, I hit my head, I have to follow you so that it doesn't hurt."
In case Lin Lin put him in any house randomly, where would he go to find He Jiang.
He Jiang: "I'm going to film."
Shang Jing: "Then I'll wait for you in the car."
He Jiang: "Didn't you say you have a headache? How do you rest in the car?"
Shang Jing: "That doesn't hurt anymore."
He Jiang began to feel that it was not worthwhile to ask for leave from a menopausal director forcibly because of Shang Xiaogou.
In the end, He Jiang didn't put Shang Jing in the car, but brought him into the dressing room and let him lie on his simple bed to rest.
When the makeup artist reapplied He Jiang's makeup, Shang Jing slept peacefully beside her.
The director slammed his head and face, scolding him for playing big games sooner or later, but Shang Jing didn't wake up.
The blue veins on He Jiang's forehead were throbbing, and she kept comforting herself in her heart—
Shang Jing has no relatives in China, and no one knows him except him.
endured.
Get out of here as soon as the injury heals.
Shang Jing felt a little dizzy when he was in the car, and he felt a little better when the crew fell asleep and woke up.
He sat up and lifted the small thin quilt on his body. He Jiang's name was embroidered on the corner of the quilt, which was obviously a very personal item.
Shang Jing folded the quilt smoothly and walked out of the dressing room. The dressing room was temporarily built by the seaside, and the blue sea can be seen as soon as he goes out.
He Jiang is filming the sea rescue scene, wearing a red fire-fighting vest, dragging the heroine up and down in the strong sea.
Shang Jing's heart was thrown high and heavy by the waves.
It's dangerous.
Manager Lin Lin stood beside him and said, "Don't worry, all the safety measures have passed."
Shang Jing: "Oh."
He wasn't worried about the scumbag.
About an hour later, the waves on the sea were getting bigger and bigger. Just when Shang Jing thought that the marital property could be divided a little less, the filming finally ended.
Speaking of marital property, Shang Jing couldn't remember when he and He Jiang got married, and it wasn't mentioned in the diary.
Shang Jing tentatively asked Sister Lin: "If I come to the set...will I disturb the crew?"
Sister Lin: "No, as long as it doesn't affect the shooting, the director is very easy to speak."
She would rather this little ancestor stay on the set and watch every day. Needless to say, He Jiang's professionalism has been professional since he started his career. The only two times he released pigeons were all because of the business scene. If the two of them are next to each other, there is no need to skip work.
Lin Lin was a little curious about whether the two had reconciled now, and asked, "You...three years ago..."
Shang Jing blinked, and wowed in his heart.
Could it be three years of marriage? Although the marital property is very objective, it also means that he has been He Jiang's cow and horse for three years.
How can he bear it so much
Shang Jing was afraid that Lin Lin would find out the problem, so he smiled and shyly refused to answer.
Lin Lin thought he didn't want to mention it, so she also smiled: "I'll get ginger soup."
Shang Jing turned his gaze back to the seaside.
Both He Jiang and the heroine Zhang Yaoyao went ashore, and the assistant immediately brought a warm blanket to He Jiang.
"Aqiu!" Zhang Yaoyao was drenched and sneezed by the wind.
He Jiang signaled the assistant to give the blanket to Zhang Yaoyao.
Zhang Yaoyao declined, accepted, and stretched out her hand, wrapping He Jiang in a blanket to keep warm in a natural way: "Thank you. The assistant has too little experience, so I didn't prepare a warm blanket when I thought it was hot. The seaside is still quite cold. In the future Let him learn more from Teacher He's assistant."
With one long leg, He Jiang stepped out of Zhang Yaoyao's arm and walked towards Shang Jing.
Zhang Yaoyao's assistant came belatedly and brought two cups of hot ginger tea.
Zhang Yaoyao trotted after He Jiang with ginger tea, and accidentally bumped into his back: "Here's a cup."
He Jiang took it and said "Thank you".
Zhang Yaoyao smiled brightly: "You're welcome."
Shang Jing was far away, and he could only see the two flirting.
Do it in front of his face.
He also noticed that Zhang Yaoyao's two assistants, one served ginger soup, and the other quietly took out his mobile phone and kept taking pictures. There was a thermal blanket in the bag beside him.
Sister Lin brought two cups of ginger tea. Seeing that He Jiang already had one, she paused and gave one of the cups to Shang Jing: "It's delicious with raisins added."
Shang Jing plugged in the straw, took a sip, and watched the two play over there.
"Wait, I seem to have taken it wrong." Zhang Yaoyao caught up from behind, blushing and said to He Jiang, "I've already taken a sip of the cup in your hand, sorry, you can drink this cup."
Hey, there are quite a lot of tricks.
Shang Jing's throat was irritated by ginger tea, which not only irritated his throat, but also irritated his eyes.
He Jiang didn't intend to drink Zhang Yaoyao's food at all, but it was a bit annoying to be interrupted by her repeatedly.
He was about to return both cups to Zhang Yaoyao when Shang Jing came over suddenly.
"You drink mine." Shang Jing took a deep breath and forced the ginger tea into He Jiang's hand. The swollen raisins burst between the teeth, sour and sweet.
He Jiang had half a cup of ginger tea in his hand, and Shang Jing's beautiful eyes stared at him with an arrogant look of "you dare to drink hers".
Suddenly there was a subtle movement in his heart, and he drank the warm ginger tea, circulating the meridians of his whole body.
Those drafts are not useless.
He Jiang thought.
In the past, when Shang Jing saw the messy rumors spread by those tabloids, didn't he turn his nose with anger like today
It really deserves it.
"You are..." Zhang Yaoyao looked at the clean and handsome boy in front of her, wondering if he was a rookie actor brought in by some investor.
Good-looking is good-looking, I don't know which thigh I climbed on, but I don't know how to be polite at all, I give the film king what I have drunk, and I don't care whether I am dirty or not.
Completely forgetting that she "accidentally" gave He Jiang what she drank just now, Zhang Yaoyao felt hostility towards Shang Jing, and was about to say no for He Jiang, but the next second, she saw He Jiang who was cold to everyone Jiang naturally bit the straw and took a sip.
Without any disgust, he took a second sip.
He Jiang briefly introduced: "This is my...brother, don't worry if you are injured, take him with you to watch."
He expected that Shang Jing might follow him to the set in the future, so he made a serious excuse.
Who is your brother now
Shang Jing glanced at He Jiang, the film king was really cunning.
In a word, it not only shows that he loves his younger brother, but also clears up the relationship between the two.
Shang Jing doesn't intend to expose the hidden marriage between the two for the time being. He doesn't understand anything now, which makes He Jiang anxious, and the situation is easy to be passive.
"It's my brother!" Zhang Yaoyao looked at Shang Jing with friendly eyes immediately, "Is this the first time I've come to the set to see Mr. He act? It's also the first time I've worked with Mr. He on a movie. It's really a pleasure to watch Mr. He act."
"Yeah." The shop nodded and looked at Zhang Yaoyao, "I don't really understand it for the first time, can I take random pictures with my mobile phone? I saw that your assistant is always taking pictures of you and the actor, so there is no risk of leaking Can I do it too?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yaoyao's smile stayed on her face: "Of course... no, which assistant? I'll ask him to delete it immediately."
Of course, the crew can't shoot indiscriminately, but Zhang Yaoyao told the crew that the material she shoots and edits will only be released when the film is released for promotion. The crew turned a blind eye to it. After all, good tidbits are sometimes more useful than publicity.
Finally, Zhang Yaoyao's assistant came over, deleted the video in person, bowed and apologized to He Jiang.
The video captures the sweet scene of He Jiang and Zhang Yaoyao drinking a cup of ginger tea together from a tricky angle. With the post-production, it is estimated that many people will believe it.
Shang Jing was interested and said, "Did you also take the picture that was posted this morning? The composition of the picture is ingenious. It looks like it was taken by the same person. Did you study it? I want to learn to take pictures of my brother too."
The manuscript accompanying the picture hinted everywhere that He Jiang was not normal to Zhang Yaoyao, and might be chasing Zhang Yaoyao.
The draft was naturally written by Zhang Yaoyao's manager.
Zhang Yaoyao's face turned green and then pale, holding two cups of ginger tea, awkwardly not knowing where to put them, secretly scolding a younger brother of Shang Jing for meddling in his own business, He Jiang would not care about such insignificant gossip before.
She took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I didn't manage the assistant well."
He Jiang raised her eyebrows lightly, and pinched the back of Shang Jing's neck: "The crew can't shoot randomly, let's go, it's time to call it a day."
Shang Jing thought of the many scandals in the diary that made "him" gnash his teeth, and it happened to be an opportunity for revenge, so he mocked in a low voice: "Did you see that, don't talk to female stars, men should keep themselves clean."
He Jiang: "In what capacity are you telling me this?"
What identity? ? ? Shang Jing was pissed off. He Jiang really didn't take his wife seriously at all, so he was so righteous.
There were still outsiders, he held back for a long time, and said with a hum: "Your brother can't take care of it?"
He Jiang's voice became colder by an octave: "No, mind your own business."
Shang Jing: "I will take care of..."
Zhang Yaoyao heard the voices of the two people going away, and stared at the back of Shang Jing with gloomy eyes, what the hell, every word she said was deliberately aimed at her...
It was getting dark and it was raining. He Jiang lived in a house not far from here. After removing her make-up and changing her clothes, she drove home by herself.
Sister Lin and her assistant also went home separately. When they were packing their things, they saw Shang Jing open the passenger car door and get in. He sighed deeply.
He Jiang likes to drive by herself, but never brings other people in the car.
When he went to the hospital, Lin Lin had to follow him and had to drive her own car.
Shang Jing was sitting in the co-pilot, listless, unable to find fault.
hungry.
Since the car accident, he hadn't eaten anything except ginger tea.
Oh, and hang a small bottle of anti-inflammatory drugs.
He Jiang glanced at Shang Jing from the corner of his eye. This man was pitiful in the hospital. He was alive and kicking on the set, and now he is listless. He can act better than him.
No one spoke, the sound insulation in the car was good, and it was very quiet.
"You today..." He Jiang tapped the steering wheel with her fingers and said, "It's very different."
Well? !
Shang Jing suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, his lazy mind was running fast.
Where did he show his stuff? Will He Jiang find out that he has lost his memory
No, urgent rescue is needed.
Shang Jing quickly recalled the contents of the unbearable diary, trying to find one or two acceptable behaviors to repeat, so as to dispel He Jiang's suspicion.
The more he recalled, the more indescribable Shang Jing's expression became. He couldn't express "I love you, husband" anytime and anywhere.
In the rain and fog, the signboard of a supermarket is clearly in sight, like a white light hitting the inspiration of the business scene.
He sat up straight, pointed to the supermarket in front of him and said, "I don't seem to have any shower gel at home. I want to buy two bottles."
"I want xx brand." Shang Jing emphasized that the latest diary mentioned that he wanted to buy body wash, and he also emphasized the brand. He must have liked this one in the past.
He Jiang glanced at Shang Jing in surprise.
The corner of Shang Jing's mouth curled up indistinctly, I was really scheming.
He went to live at He Jiang's house, and of course he didn't need to buy shower gel. He said this to imply that He Jiang would not live in his house all the time, which was more in line with his previous personality, and would reduce He Jiang's resistance to cohabitation.
If he wants to stay for a long time, He Jiang must find ways to drive him out; if he is only injured and stays for a while, a man will bear it, right? After all, she was also the object of her hidden marriage.
He Jiang showed no signs of braking: "No."
With Shang Jing's head wrapped like that, he will be the focus of attention wherever he goes. Go shopping with him in the supermarket and wait to be surrounded by fans. He Jiang doesn't care, for fear that Shang Jing's head will be crushed.
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Not smart at all.
Shang Jing had already made up his mind, and when he arrived at the entrance of the supermarket, he bought a grilled sausage to pad his stomach, and his saliva was about to flow out, but He Jiang couldn't say it? ?
Do you think he is still an obedient little wife
Shang Jing pressed the car window, and the evening wind immediately drifted in with drizzle.
He Jiang said coldly: "Close it."
The raindrops are floating on the gauze of the head, silly.
Shang Jing: "I don't, why don't you go to the supermarket and I'll call for help—"
Before the words were finished, He Jiang raised from the center console and locked all the windows.
"Call it."
Scumbag!
He wants to starve me to death!
Shang Jing was hungry and angry, he didn't know when he would be able to eat, he was panting heavily, his pale face turned red.
Seeing that he was angry, He Jiang looked calm and unmoved.
Is it a heinous thing not to buy shower gel? Besides, Shang Jing will not return to his home tonight.
What dog temper, he will get used to it
Shang Jing was hungry, and he was determined not to admit defeat. Today is the first day of his new life, and he must have a good start.
He couldn't even get He Jiang to go to the supermarket, so how could he get rid of the shame of licking the dog!
"Stop the car! I'm going to the supermarket!" Shang Jing roared in a low voice, his emotions were agitated, but he had no deterrent effect.
Nonsense, all right, can he still grab the steering wheel
Seeing Shang Jing's blood rushing to his face, He Jiang tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, his face sinking like water.
If you get hurt, you still fucking do it! If you have a headache at night because of Qi and blood blockage, don't beg him to be sent to the hospital.
Seeing that Shang Jingda was showing signs of being out of control, He Jiang turned the steering wheel and pulled over, unlocked the car door, and said, "Go down."
Shang Jing pushed the door of the car with great backbone, and stood in the rain and fog, but did not leave to go to the supermarket, but stood beside the car, staring at He Jiang stubbornly.
The thick night stretches every minute and every second infinitely, and time seems to freeze into an oil painting.
Through a window, the eyes of the two meet, one is as stubborn as a young calf, the other is fierce and deep, wishing to get out of the car and kill him.
Shang Jing admitted that he was a little intimidated by He Jiang's gaze, and he encouraged himself in his heart, not to back down, he had to try He Jiang's bottom line for him now, so that he could grasp the scale in the future, so as not to kill himself.
What better opportunity than today? There will be no preferential treatment for patients in the future.
If He Jiang really left him in the rain today, then...
The drizzle moistened everything silently, and a few of them hung on Shang Jing's upturned eyelashes. His drooping, black and white eyes seemed to be able to talk, weeping like complaints, full of sorrow.
He Jiang clenched the steering wheel, hating her eyes for being so good, she could clearly see the rain falling on the gauze and the crystals at the end of Shang Jing's eyes.
If you delay for another second, you don't need to go to any supermarket, and you have to send Shang Jing back to the hospital to change the gauze.
"Come up." He Jiang leaned over and pushed open the passenger door, "Don't make me say it a second time."