Hit Love Preference

Chapter 28

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Jiang Shu's face darkened a bit, and the lines of his jaw were tight.

Wen Ning originally only had a low-grade fever, but when she saw him bringing Yu Xiaoxiao this morning, she felt angry for a while, her blood was getting a lot warmer, and now she was dizzy, her nose was stuffed even tighter, and she could barely speak. Muffled: "Everyone knows that Mrs. Xiao is just a joke. The staff likes to make trouble. If I take it seriously, I seem to be ignorant, but it doesn't have much to do with you. We have already divorced, whether it is true or not, it doesn't matter. You need to ask."

Gossip and rumors are the most prevalent in this circle, and they are constantly changing every day. Today, the protagonist is her, and tomorrow may be someone else. There is too much care and it is impossible to get along in this circle.

Zhou Ziheng came over in the morning and mentioned to her about signing the company. He was the one who brought her into this circle. He didn't show excessive favoritism and kept a moderate distance, but occasionally a word or two could help with small relationships. He benefited her a lot. He was the first stranger besides Xu Ma who made her feel goodwill when she came to this city.

Since Wen Ning made up her mind to go this route, she has been paying attention to the companies that have thrown olive branches. Now that Zhou Ziheng mentioned this to her, she naturally agreed without thinking.

She walks this road alone. There is no company or team behind her. The trend of the discussion between her and Xiao Qing on the Internet in the past two days is only known to her after listening to Zhou Ziheng in the morning. No wonder everyone looks at her and Xiao Qing these days. There is always a special meaning hidden in it, and Sister-in-law Xiao shouts every word.

She was worried about causing trouble to Xiao Qing, and explained it to several joking people, but Xiao Qing did not express her position. Most people only regarded her as shy, or feared that it would affect the future development of the two of them too soon. , said on the face that he knew, and called it again after a while, but the effect was really bad.

Zhou Ziheng heard that and felt that something was not quite right, so he only told Wen Ning that she should not worry about her and play her own role well, and the rest could be handled by the company's public relations team.

After Wen Ning nodded and agreed, the contract was soon signed.

At that time, Zhou Ziheng also joked casually: "You know, the Jiang family's Huaying Entertainment can be regarded as a leader in the circle, with more than 20 years of star-making experience and the most extensive network, and resources are also among the best. , Hanxing Entertainment is a new journey that I intend to transform in the past two years, and it is naturally incomparable with Huaying for the time being."

"Based on your relationship with Huaying's owner, it should be a matter of a word if you want to go there?"

Wen Ning naturally knew that the owner of Huaying in his mouth was Jiang Shu, but she thought of Jiang Shu's appearance that she wanted to hide her in a cage so that no one could see her, so she couldn't help but tugged at the corner of her lips helplessly: "I signed it. Hua Ying, I probably haven't even entered the circle, and I'm going to be hidden by the snow and retire."

What she didn't expect was that the contract between her and Hanxing Entertainment had just been signed, and Jiang Shu, who hadn't come to see her for many days, actually found the top of Yunshan with Huaying's contract.

Just a little bit.

However, there always seems to be only that little difference between them.

Twelve years ago, the two originally made an appointment. The day Jiang Shu left the mountain, he would definitely take Wen Ning, who lived in the heat of the water, with him. But on that day, Wen Ning was found by his aunt and secretly took it out of the house several times. The food, not to mention being beaten up, was locked in a small warehouse for several days to reflect on. When he came out, Jiang Shu had been forcibly taken away by his family and went to the United States. Almost, they could grow up together. .

At the charity banquet half a year ago, Jiang Shu left her alone in the hotel. If he had gone home earlier, found out that she did not have a mobile phone, and went out to look for her earlier, he might have met her earlier than Zhou Ziheng. Jiang Shu could take her home in person.

On the evening of New Year's Eve, if there wasn't that call, or if Jiang Shu listened to her soft begging and was willing to stay with her to finish the New Year's Eve dinner first, she would have reason to lie to herself. He actually loved her and cared about her. , almost, she can continue to be the little lady in Yuganwan waiting for him to come home.

Wen Ning looked up at him, took off the coat he just put on her and stuffed it back into his arms, followed by the heat preservation bucket and the antipyretic medicine, which were returned one by one.

"Say thank you for me and Mama Xu."

Jiang Shu held the items in his hand that she returned, and his eyes were slightly cold: "If you want to thank you, just go home with me and thank me personally. I'm just your creditor, why should I thank you for you?"

"That's all." Wen Ning finished speaking, and turned around to leave, but it was probably because of illness. The girl who was originally mild-mannered had inexplicably developed some temper, and suddenly turned back, looking at Shang Jiangshu's cold eyes, making the previous dare not dare. What he said, through the lack of sobriety after the fever, he said together: "You asked me what I think of you, but what do you think of me?"

Wen Ning felt aggrieved, and for the first time wanted to stab him with words: "Even if there is a casual rumor, someone will call Mrs. Xiao, but I have been married to you for so long, and I have never heard outsiders call me Jiang. Madam, even before the divorce, everyone just thought I was a little nanny and a little secretary, you never wanted to introduce me to everyone, and you didn't want to tell others that this is your Jiang Shu's wife, Wen Ning."

Jiang Shu seldom was blocked so much that he could not speak, but here in Wen Ning, it happened again and again.

**

At night, the Jiang Group building was dark, Jiang Shu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a cigarette in his hand, staring at a towering apartment building not far away.

In the past, when he worked overtime until late at night and could not return to Yuganwan, he would look there from time to time.

The place is close to the company and is also Jiang's property. Jiang Shu has a large flat with several floors over there. Before the divorce, he thought about letting Wen Ning move there from Yuganwan.

Yuganwan's single-family courtyard has a garden and is close to the sea. The scenery is beautiful. The only downside is that it is far away from the company. Wen Ning moved out of Yuganwan and lived near his company, so that he could have time to go home and accompany him. She eats together, and no matter how late she works at night, she can go home and rest with her.

However, before many things can be realized, the accident happened first.

After a few cigarettes burned out, there was a sudden noise outside the president's office.

Jiang Shu frowned, looked away, and before he had time to turn around to look back, he heard He Cheng knocking on the glass door incessantly: "Brother Shu! Save me!"

Jiang Shu: "..."

Jiang Shu casually pressed a button, the glass door slowly opened, and He Cheng came in from outside: "Brother Shu, you take care of Jiang Mengmeng, why is she going to my place all day long!"

Jiang Shu lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, his voice was a little magnetic: "You, she can't find her anymore?"

Listening to this, I can also hear the taste of my brother.

He Cheng was mad at the moment, and he was very daring: "what's the matter? Want to be my girlfriend?"

Jiang Shu swept over with a cold light: "You try to touch her? She's only eighteen." There was a strong warning from his brother in the words.

He Cheng was deflated: "Brother, how dare I? I don't care about her at all, I just treat her as my sister. The problem is that I'm out of the fucking list, she runs to me all day long. , I can't explain it clearly."

Jiang Shu: "Get off the list?"

He Cheng was inexplicably a little guilty and didn't dare to look into Jiang Shu's eyes, so he just snorted.

"Jiang Mengmeng knew that she was going to kill you."

Jiang Shu casually put out the cigarette: "You know that Jiang Mengmeng has liked to rely on you since she was a child, so you don't know what she means."

He Cheng raised his brows: "That's no way... It's useless since I was a child, brother, you don't know, the feeling of love is coming, and I can't stop it."

Jiang Shu was so bored that he was too lazy to pay attention to him. He kept his face calm and said nothing. After a while, he suddenly asked, "She has been sticking to you for so many years, how can you fall in love with others?"

He Cheng didn't care: "How can love come first and then come later? No matter how long you get along, you can't beat your heartbeat for a moment. Do you understand your heartbeat, Brother Shu?"

Jiang Shu was really disgusted by He Cheng, who was in love, and it was even connoted. He always felt that he was talking about Wen Ning and him, even if the two were married and had been together for half a year, she turned her head after the divorce. You can sign up for another man's company in a dashing manner, and gossip with other men vigorously.

He began to feel uneasy in his heart, raised his eyes and saw He Cheng again, with a heavy expression: "I understand your mother."

Jiang Shu turned around and left the office.

"Brother Shu, where are you going? Wait for me!"

He Cheng chased after him mindlessly, and finally sat on the black Maybach co-pilot, grabbed the handle and cried.

The anxiety in Jiang Shu's heart intensified, and finally turned into a lingering dryness. The black Maybach was crawling on the road around the city, the accelerator was stepped on, the roar of the engine was deafening, the speed of the car was so fast, and the driver's seat The man's eyes were cold and expressionless.

In the early years, a few of my brothers played crazy, and there was a lot of car racing, but He Cheng had never participated in it. He always felt that he was happy and comfortable in the world of flowers, so why risk his life to play this excitement.

How could he know that Jiang Shu would go crazy tonight, the speed of the car was still going up, He Cheng frowned and gritted his teeth: "Brother Shu! Don't be so fucking fast! My girlfriend is still waiting at home! I want to go back with my life!"

Jiang Shu didn't respond, and still accelerated the hurricane with a cold face. He Cheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and in a hurry, he shouted: "Brother, think about sister-in-law, what should she do if you have an accident, no one will protect her if she is bullied!"

The harsh braking sound resounded in the middle of the night, and the tires almost scratched sparks on the asphalt road. After a long while, the black Maybach slowly stopped in place.

He Chengchuan | Breathing heavily, he was almost not scared to death by Jiang Shu, but his sister-in-law worked.

He Cheng was so frightened that Jiang Shu suddenly remembered Wen Ning who was sitting in the driver's seat before. The little girl was often so frightened that her face was pale, but she always suffered silently and never said a word to him until the last time she left. He finally opened his mouth to say that he was not used to it, but he has always lived a rough life, he was not careful at all, and he was domineering and arrogant. He never noticed it from beginning to end and never really thought about her.

No wonder she would rather follow an outsider than follow him again.

Jiang Shu's heart twitched, and he couldn't breathe. He tugged at the corners of his lips mockingly: "You only told me you were afraid when Wen Ning left."

He Cheng was stunned for a while, and then he understood what he meant: "Fuck, brother Shu, I can't bear it, not to mention sister-in-law... The little girl is just there to hurt her. If you don't hurt her, she won't... "

Didn't she just run away with others... She was still angry, her speech was ugly, and she didn't even take her life seriously when she was crazy. No wonder she deserved no wife when she was leaving.

It's just that He Cheng didn't dare to say the next few words, he still wanted to live longer.

"get off."

He Cheng thanked God, just waiting for him to forgive his brother's words, he rolled and crawled, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, the car vanished without a trace.

He Cheng muttered with his exhausted breath: "If you don't go home at night, who will be harmed if you go to the suburbs of Biaocheng..."

**

At night the mountains are still covered with snow. There have been several heavy snowfalls in the world a few days ago. The Yunshan Mountain is high and the snow is difficult to melt. Jiang Shu only thought about going up the mountain to find Wen Ning, and drove his car to the mountain road.

The heavy snow covered the mountains, and the off-roading was not enough. The Maybach had a low chassis, and the car got stuck in the middle of the road. Jiang Shu stepped on the accelerator to death, but he didn't want to spin in circles. The gully below, and finally hit the old tree halfway, and finally stopped.

The window was half-open, and the complicated details slammed into the driver's seat, smashing the back of his head into a blood blister.

After half a minute, everything calmed down.

Jiang Shu lazily lifted his eyelids, and felt a small pool of blood from the palm of his right hand at the back of his head.

The man calmly came down from the co-pilot's direction, and just wanted to walk up the mountain, he suddenly turned around and took a few pieces of paper from the co-pilot, pressed it to the back of his head, and wiped the cold blood indiscriminately.

Wen Ning was timid, and he was afraid that he would scare her when they met later.

In this icy world, Jiang Shu climbed to the top of the mountain by himself without hesitation. He didn't feel cold at all, and he didn't feel the pain in the back of his head at all.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the less bored you feel in your heart.

Jiang Shu is Jiang Shu in the end, and the advantages of his savage growth since childhood are vividly reflected at this moment. He only spent less than two hours on the mountain road of nearly four hours to see the lights on the set.

A faint smile finally appeared on the man's face, as if relieved.

Tonight, the studio ended early, and when Jiang Shu arrived in front of the small row room, half of the people around him were gone.

Wen Ning had just washed up, put on two layers of padded clothes and put them back on her body, holding the script and memorizing her lines seriously.

Jiang Shu stood in front of the window, looking at this long-lost scene, inexplicably felt pantothenic in his eyes.

He watched quietly for a while, and finally came to her door and knocked gently on the door.

It has to be said that Wen Ning and Jiang Shu's marriage in the past six months has not been in vain. She has really understood this man she has liked for twelve years. Even if she knocks on the door twice at random, she can hear it. The difference from others is a little arrogant in a casual manner, very much like Jiang Shu.

Wen Ning tightened her fingers, clutching the script at a loss.

However, when she calmed down and thought again, it was still snowing in the middle of the night, so how could Jiang Shu's noble son-in-law come back to this hill to find guilt for himself.

The little girl's voice was a little sleepy, milky: "Who is it?"

Jiang Shu hooked his lips, and his tone was more than one degree softer than when he came during the day: "Your creditor brother."

Wen Ning: "… "

She took a deep breath and carefully turned off the light with her hand, trying to pretend that she had fallen asleep without saying a word.

Jiang Shu outside the door watched the lights go out suddenly, and chuckled helplessly, thinking he was stupid: "Open the door, little fool, I saw you turn off the lights."

Wen Ning felt shy for no reason, pouted and glanced at the door.

"If you don't open the door, I'll call someone. There should be someone on your side of the studio. I don't blame me for waking them up."

Wen Ning didn't know where the stubbornness came from, so she simply pulled the quilt over her head and ignored him, calling it, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

Jiang Shu waited outside for a while. Seeing that she really didn't respond, he raised his eyebrows, almost laughing angrily.

However, even if she didn't open the door, he heard her soft voice just now, and he felt that this mountain was not climbed in vain tonight.

The man stood in front of her door for a long time, then simply went back to the window, found a step and sat down.

Ling Lie's cold wind whistled towards his face, but as long as he thought of Wen Ning sleeping obediently in the room behind him, his heart was swept away from the boredom of the past few days, and he felt calm for no reason.

In the room, Wen Ning was holding the quilt but couldn't fall asleep. As long as she remembered that Jiang Shu might not have left, just not far from her room, her heartbeat accelerated for no reason, thumping unsatisfactorily.

After a while, there was a little movement outside the window, Wen Ning stuck out a small head from under the quilt, and couldn't help but glance over there.

I saw the man stand up from the steps and walk to the window. After a while, he took off his suit and hung it in front of the window, blocking most of the left window tightly.

Wen Ning frowned suspiciously, thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that the window glass in the upper right corner of the left window was broken with a gap half an arm's width. It would pour straight into it, making her shiver from the cold.

Now that the gap is blocked by the wide suit, it is really cold in the house.

The little girl on the bed turned around a few times, and then she couldn't hold back and sat up. She walked cautiously to the window, looked out quietly, and saw that the man had returned to the steps, his long legs were sitting on the floor, and his body had faded away. In the suit, he only wore a thin white shirt. There was still some red oozing out from the neckline of the back of the shirt. There was no light outside, and Wen Ning couldn't see any traces.

Jiang Shu seemed to feel that someone was looking at him behind him, and suddenly turned around. Wen Ning immediately squatted down in a panic, then bent over and ran back to the bed carefully.

The man's heart softened for no reason, and the corners of his lips tickled unconsciously.

Thanks to Jiang Shu, the little girl who has always had a regular schedule was completely insomnia tonight. She tried hard to get herself to sleep quickly, closed her eyes for two hours, and finally failed.

Wen Ning sighed and sat up, staring hesitantly at the quilt in her arms, and finally picked up the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door gently, and walked out cautiously.

However, when she finally walked to the window holding the quilt, she found that the man who was sitting here was gone. The little girl looked around, but she still didn't see Jiang Shu's figure.

Her eyes drooped slightly, she tried her best to keep her face expressionless, she just left, and finally she left.

Just before she could take the quilt back to the room, the moment she entered the door, she was embraced by the man's warm hands, Jiang Shu's voice was a little ruffian, and the magnetic hoarseness was a bit hooking: "Looking for me? Woolen cloth."

The author has something to say: Brother creditor? ? ? Jiang Gou, how dare you say such a shameful word?

President Jiang: It's a trivial matter.

Pocket: Mr. Jiang, let me tell you secretly, Mr. Fu, who was next door, climbed the snowy mountain to find his wife, and had a good meal that night. And you...

President Jiang wiped the blood on the back of his head: Readers, give me all the blades, and I will deal with this author myself.