the next day.
Jiang Kezhou took advantage of his lunch break to go to Xihua Entertainment. He had already greeted Ye Zheng before he came. After reporting the appointment at the front desk, the beauty at the front desk who was in charge of the reception said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, I will call the boss .”
Not long after, the elevator door opened, and it was Yan Zhixing who came out of it.
"Boss Ye asked me to pick you up," he politely nodded to Jiang Kezhou, "Come with me."
Jiang Kezhou smiled in surprise, "Mr. Yan? You shouldn't be so motivating."
Yan Zhixing glanced at him calmly, his scrutinizing gaze behind the lens was so calm that it was almost severe. Back then when he sent Jiang Kezhou to Ye Zheng's side, he didn't expect that the two of them could go on for three years. He was also one of the few people who knew the inside story of the breakup between the two, and even doubted his own vision for it. Yan Zhixing has always thought that Jiang Kezhou is very smart, he is good at observing words and demeanor, and is used to guessing people's hearts. In layman's terms, he is the kind of cleverness of a scheming bitch. But he watched these years with a cold eye. Although what Jiang Kezhou did could not be said to be stupid, it was indeed disappointing to the audience's expectations.
He has kept his own law too far, but if he is willing to put a little effort into it, no matter whether it is relationship or career, it will not be the current situation of spinning around in circles. At least, she won't break up with Ye Zheng silently after three years.
However, when he thought about the inside story of the two breaking up, Yan Zhixing was suddenly not so sure.
Yan Zhixing took Jiang Kezhou to the special elevator, which went directly to the CEO's office on the 22nd floor. Ye Zheng personally opened the door to welcome him in, and took Jiang Kezhou's bag very smoothly without any sense of domineering president. The natural and smooth movements made Yan Zhixing standing beside him feel a little dazzling.
Ye Zheng asked casually, "Have you eaten? What would you like to drink?"
"Coffee, I have to go to work in the afternoon."
Ye Zheng led him into the office: "Pour yourself a glass of water first... Yan Zhixing, make two cups of coffee."
Jiang Kezhou was lowering his head to reply to WeChat, and interrupted without raising his head when he heard the words: "One glass is enough. Go drink water, don't join in the fun if you have a bad stomach."
Ye Zheng is also a president after all, and he is the kind of president who is rumored to be "tyrannical and cool". Ordinary people would never dare to take care of him like this, even if his own father spoke, he might not be able to listen to him. However, Jiang Kezhou was so bold that he was quite useful as an old man, so he pretended to smile helplessly, and asked Yan Zhixing to do as he pleased.
Assistant Yan was stuffed with dog food for no reason, thinking that he was still naive.
What a fart to break up, it's all done by myself!
After Yan Zhixing withdrew, Jiang Kezhou took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to him. Ye Zheng pinched it and looked back and forth a few times: "Why do you send Yan Jia's video home?"
"It's not Yan Jia's video, I didn't tell you the truth before," Jiang Kezhou was okay when he watched it by himself, but Ye Zheng felt a little bit shy when he met him, "It's hard to explain, you can watch it yourself."
Ye Zheng sat back at his desk.
Yan Zhixing keenly sensed the low air pressure in the room when he came in with coffee. Ye Zheng sat in front of the computer and frowned, Jiang Kezhou reached out to take the coffee, and said in a low voice, "Don't disturb me for half an hour, I'm sorry."
Yan Zhixing looked at Ye Zheng subconsciously, but the other party didn't notice it at all. He had no choice but to acquiesce to Jiang Kezhou's request and go out to guard the gate.
The time and place where the photos were taken were different, the earliest one should have been in September of the previous year, when Jiang Kezhou had just known Ye Zheng for a little over a year. The quality of the photo was not clear enough, but it was enough to see that Ye Zheng and Yan Jia walked into the unit door from the underground garage one after the other. Other scenes include getting into the same car, eating together, and Yan Jia holding Ye Zheng's hand. The most explicit is a group of photos in March last year. Two people walked into the hotel side by side, the hotel room number, the silhouettes of the two on the curtains, and even used condoms discarded in the trash can.
One photo may not explain anything, but nearly a hundred photos put together are solid evidence.
Ye Zheng's face was cold, the muscles on both sides of his jaw were tense, and the side of his face was as cold as frost. He stared at the screen without saying a word, light blue veins appeared on the back of the hand holding the mouse, and deep anger floated in the depths of his eyes.
Jiang Kezhou rubbed his water glass over, and carefully touched the edge of his palm: "Calm down."
"It can't go away." Seeing him, Ye Zheng became even more angry, and grabbed his wrist and pulled him in front of his eyes. He was so angry that his brain ached, "You dare to keep a secret about such a big matter! Jiang Kezhou, you are so serious!" Enough to hold your breath, huh? In case the photo is exposed before you arrive today, how many mouths do you have to explain it clearly?"
Jiang Kezhou was taken aback by his training: "Now is not the time to talk about this, is it? Have you missed the point? Besides, what does this have to do with me..."
Ye Zheng took a deep look at him, and Jiang Kezhou immediately changed his words: "The other party tried to blame me, which has a very important relationship with me. Well, I am very angry, and Mr. Ye must deal with it seriously, so what... learn from the past and avoid the future. Follow you."
Ye Zheng was so coaxed by him that he sneered. Although most of the smile was ridicule, his anger immediately subsided. He loosened the confinement, and gently rubbed the mark with his fingertips: "Who do you think this is for?"
"It's hard to say," Jiang Kezhou moved his wrist a little awkwardly, and gave up resisting when he couldn't break free, "If it's coming at you, this method is equivalent to scratching your paw. What are you trying to do, are you disgusting? ?”
Ye Zheng was drinking water and almost choked upon hearing this. Jiang Kezhou said again: "If it's for Yan Jia, according to the routine of the entertainment industry, it should be to contact the company, or meet directly on Monday? I haven't seen any revelations, and I can throw it away casually, and there is no need to throw this at my door. It's not coming for me, is it?"
"What if it is?"
Jiang Kezhou raised his eyelids and repeated, "'What if'?"
Although Ye Zheng didn't smile, his eyes were filled with probing: "Yeah, why did you just throw it at your door? You saw those photos, don't you have any idea?"
At the beginning you were the one who wanted to separate, so you separated, and now you come to ask me what I think... The iron-faced little love, thanks to him being able to ask.
Jiang Kezhou said flatly: "Even if there is a 'what if', it will be the King of Hades fighting, and the kid will suffer. I really have no idea."
Ye Zheng was choked by him: "I found out that you can't do anything else, so you will make things difficult for me, right?"
Jiang Kezhou heard the movement of his eyes, but did not refute, and lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.
Ye Zheng had nothing to do with him. Jiang Kezhou seldom gets angry, and when he gets angry, it's just a faint expression on his face. No matter if he was being kind to him or bullying him, this person always wanted to stand three feet away, never approached, and was not greedy, as if he was born without the tendon of "excitement".
This kind of personality, at best, is flattering or humiliating, but at worst, it is an unfamiliar wolf cub and a hard rock that cannot be warmed.
For some reason, Ye Zheng looked at his pursed lips, and suddenly turned off the flame.
"I said something wrong, I'm sorry," he stood up, and forced Jiang Kezhou to turn back, "It was hard to come here once, but I went back angrily, what does this sound like? I admit my mistake, don't be angry ,OK?"
They have been together for three years and are too familiar with each other's temperature. The face-to-face distance, the angle suitable for kissing, every detail is clearly identifiable, and the body temperature is harmoniously intertwined. The office was silent, except for slight breathing, and the atmosphere was just right.
The scene was so familiar that even the movements became natural.
"Okay, it's not a big deal, it didn't matter..."
Before the word "angry" could be uttered, the person in front of him suddenly leaned over, and a kiss that was so light and plausible brushed the corner of his lips unexpectedly. The five senses went to the four senses in an instant, leaving only the temperature of the imprint of the lips, which was still clearly and vividly burned in the memory of the skin after Ye Zheng left.
After a long while, Jiang Kezhou seemed to come back to his soul suddenly, and suddenly took a big step back, bumping his back against the desk, which made Ye Zheng tremble.
"Come here!" Ye Zheng stretched out his hand to bring him back, "It's not the first time I've kissed you, so there's nothing to hide! Come here and let me see... Are you stealing Sky Monkey behind my back?"
Jiang Kezhou was so entangled by him that he forgot to resist for a while. He just wanted to point to Ye Zheng's nose and ask what the hell you meant. He didn't tense his muscles reflexively until his waist hurt, "Hiss "He took a deep breath. Ye Zheng lifted up his shirt at some point, covered the red mark with his palm and gently rubbed it, and asked angrily, "Do you know it hurts?"
They have kissed and kissed, hugged and hugged, and even more intimate things have been done countless times. But there has never been a moment like this, which made him flustered so much that even his bones were trembling.
This relationship that started from nurturing, even if there is emotion, it is only a short-lived infatuation, like morning dew and lightning, passing in a blink of an eye. It is impossible for them to develop other feelings. This is the default bottom line from the very beginning. They can talk about everything from poetry to philosophy of life, but they cannot talk about love. Is spoiling love.
The computer screen was still on, and Yan Jia looked at Ye Zheng with a smile in his eyes in the photo.
How ironic.
Jiang Kezhou had completely calmed down at this time. He pushed away Ye Zheng's hand, straightened his clothes, glanced at the time, and said, "I should go. You should deal with the matter here first."
Ye Zheng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
Jiang Kezhou picked up his bag and walked towards the door, when a sneer suddenly came from behind: "Three years and five months."
"At the beginning, I thought five years was too long, but in a blink of an eye, three years have passed."
Jiang Kezhou stopped in his tracks, waiting for his next words.
"What a coincidence," Ye Zheng said slowly, "I want to go back on my word."
Jiang Kezhou's back froze to a degree visible to the naked eye.
Ye Zheng changed the subject: "Wait, let's see if there is really a 'what if'... Why, don't you want to go? What are you doing standing there, waiting for me to see you off?"
The sound of closing the door seemed to be louder than usual.
Jiang Kezhou was distraught on the taxi ride back, he didn't understand what medicine Ye Zheng took wrongly and suddenly had a convulsion. He didn't hear it until the phone rang for the second time. As soon as he connected, the nagging from the eldest sister of the legal department slapped him all over his face.
"The contract?" He was a little surprised, "Didn't it mean that it was bound and sent to you?"
"I haven't even seen a ghost!" The legal officer said angrily, "People in the whole department have been waiting for these contracts for three days, do you have to make staplers yourself when you sign a contract?! "
Jiang Kezhou agreed exhaustedly: "Okay, I'll go back and look for it right away. Don't worry, I will send it to you in the afternoon."
Back in the office, everyone was almost there, only Han Xuyang's seat was still vacant. Jiang Kezhou asked another intern: "Xu Lan, have you signed the contract that I gave you last time?"
Xu Lan answered a little nervously: "Mr. Jiang, Han Xuyang and I shared half of the contracts you gave me before. My part has already been sent back to the legal department, and Han Xuyang...maybe he hasn't done it yet."
Jiang Kezhou glanced at the empty seat: "Where is Han Xuyang?"
"I don't know," Xu Lan shook her head, "I got a call at noon and went out."