There may be trust between people, but Ji Mingshu feels that there is no trust between her and Cen Sen.
Standing at the dining table, she watched Cen Sen eat slowly, her mind was full of the word "accept" that Cen Sen said before going to bed.
— Accept bribes? After you accept it, you are not allowed to mention the men's restroom.
-accept.
Clap clap!
After slapping her, he slapped her face again. He is really a good model husband who is hardworking and simple in China.
And the way the husband deserves to enjoy the fruits of his labor under her gaze is really, really beautiful :)
Watching Cen Sen eat for a while, Ji Mingshu closed his eyes, feeling that he was already so angry that he could save breakfast, lunch and dinner tomorrow.
Without saying a word, she ran back to the room and locked the door, rolling over and over on the bed.
There was still the sweet smell of love after love in the air, she couldn't fall asleep more and more, no matter how she thought about it, she felt that she was cheated hard in marriage.
Several pictures were played back and forth in her mind over and over again, and finally she was so angry that she couldn't sleep, she suddenly got up from the bed again, planning to rush out and have a vigorous tear with that scumbag who was eating alone.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, she ran into the scumbag man standing at the door with a bowl of fresh and hot pork rib noodles.
The color of the noodles and short ribs is very attractive, and there are delicate spring onions sprinkled on top, the key is the taste.
Ji Mingshu stared at the pork rib noodles, swallowed lightly, and said without taking his eyes off: "You are really a good person."
Ding! A good person card.
She didn't even look at the expression of this "good guy", she took the noodles reverently, held them all the way to the dressing table, and even arranged the stool upright.
Ji Mingshu was very pleasing to the eye when he was eating, he ate very small mouthfuls, and the whole process was very quiet, not even the slightest chattering sound.
I don't know whether she is a well-bred celebrity, or she is perfectly interpreting what is meant by "the money is in place, stop pushing".
I slept soundly that night.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhou Jiaheng called on time to provide Cen Sen with wake-up service.
After Cen Sen finished answering the phone, he lay on the bed and slowly pinched the bridge of his nose.
I remember that when he was studying in the United States, he would cook in the apartment by himself when he had spare time. After working for many years, it was the first time to cook late at night last night.
After waking up, he turned his head and glanced.
The sky in the summer morning was extremely dazzling, but Ji Mingshu didn't respond at all, and was as quiet as a deep-fried dough stick waiting to ferment.
She doesn't sleep well, probably because the Ji family found a lot of teachers for her, but they forgot to find a teacher to teach her how to get the elegant posture of a famous lady from a nap.
When she first got married, she could still try her best to restrain herself from maintaining a normal sleeping position, but it didn't take long for her to expose her nature frequently, especially after going to bed, her defense was extremely low.
Just like now, her whole body is glued to Cen Sen's arms like an octopus, and her long naked and well-proportioned legs straddle his waist and abdomen.
Cen Sen is a normal man. When he woke up in the morning and saw such a messy and sexy beauty hanging on his body, it was hard not to react.
Unfortunately it was too late.
He pulled away the octopus on his body, and there was not much tenderness and pity in his movements.
It's just that when he finally went out, he paused a little and closed the blackout curtains.
In the past, when Ji Mingshu came back from abroad, Ji Mingshu would only sleep for half a day at most to avoid jet lag, but this time she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she slept until six o'clock in the afternoon.
There are a lot of missed calls and WeChat messages lying on the phone.
She glanced casually, and found many WeChat messages, including Jiang Chun's, asking her if she would go to Mr. Zhang's birthday party at night.
There are two sons in the Zhang family, the older one is called Zhang Qi, and the younger one is called Zhang Lin.
Zhang Qi is about the same age as Cen Sen, and has already taken over a lot of family affairs. Their family is engaged in the development of tourism resources, and they probably have a lot of business contacts with Cen Sen.
Zhang Lin is an old man, loved by his family, arrogant and indulgent since he was a child, and he just turned 20 today? Ji Mingshu took a closer look, it was really twenty.
Whole life.
Ji Mingshu scrolled down all the way, found the invitation information of Second Young Master Zhang, and sent an "ok" gesture.
Second Young Master Zhang quickly replied: "Thank you, Sister Shu, for your face!"
For this birthday party, Mr. Zhang has been preparing for a long time, and others are also clever. The birthday party will be held in the pub he is about to open, which is equivalent to an advertisement for himself.
When Ji Mingshu arrived, the atmosphere in the pub was already heated up. Zhang Lin still has a lot of face. The circle of acquaintances in Sijiu City is basically all there, and there are also a bunch of Internet celebrities and starlets who can't be named.
Ji Mingshu was welcomed in by Mr. Zhang himself.
This Second Young Master Zhang didn't learn it at a young age, but he has mastered the skill of blowing rainbow farts very well. He picked up Ji Mingshu at the gate and praised him. Sister, otherwise, seeing his slick tongue, I guess I'll be back to my mother's womb alive.
In these social occasions outside, the attitude of the host basically represents the status of the guests. Among the people present tonight, there are not many who can be greeted by Mr. Zhang in person.
Those who didn't know Ji Mingshu saw that Second Young Master Zhang was so attentive, so they naturally had a good idea of Ji Mingshu in their hearts.
When she was seated at the front, a group of plastic sisters who professionally supported her stinky feet took over the baton from Mr. Zhang and started to do business. They all had brilliant tongues and rainbow farts loudly.
Ji Mingshu also gave them face, saying that he was late, so he took the initiative to have a drink, and chatted with them about the couture week a few days ago.
This is Ji Mingshu's most familiar flashy sensuality, and he is naturally able to deal with it with ease.
Zhang Baoshu also came tonight, and it has been more than a month since the last time I accompanied Zhang Qi to socialize with Mr. Zhang.
In just over a month, Zhang Baoshu felt that she had experienced ups and downs that she had not experienced in the past 19 years.
The youth campus web drama she filmed before she graduated has already been broadcast on the video site for more than 20 episodes in a row. The word-of-mouth data is not considered popular, but it is not considered unknown.
At least she easily attracted more than 500,000 fans through the fresh and natural personality of the heroine.
In addition to the data traffic bought by the company, she now has millions of fans, and there are thousands of young flowers in the new generation who post microblogs, likes and comments.
In the eyes of outsiders, all this is just her luck, she can easily stand out when she first entered the showbiz.
But she knew that every time she was glamorous in front of others, she always had to pay a corresponding price behind it.
That night, she was mercilessly rejected by Cen Sen, and her self-esteem collapsed. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she turned around and went to the son's bed again in a daze.
Mr. Zhang belittled her and looked down on her, but he was very honest when he went to bed.
After staying with her for three nights in a row, the online drama that she was suppressed can be broadcast; the seniors under the same manager know that she is following Mr. Zhang, and are finally willing to look at her; The drama, also took the initiative to extend an olive branch to invite her to play the role of the second female.
Once a person has taken a shortcut and tasted the taste of fame and wealth at his fingertips, it is difficult to climb up step by step in a down-to-earth manner, and Zhang Baoshu is no exception.
In fact, she was very willing to spread rumors about her and Mr. Zhang, but it was a pity that Mr. Zhang didn't even give her a contact information. After those three days, the two never met again.
It's only been a month, and others won't suspect anything, but if it takes longer, others will naturally notice that the relationship between her and Mr. Zhang is far from good enough to use the word "follow".
Without Mr. Zhang, whether she can get more is another matter for the time being. As far as what she got so far, I don't know if she has to spit it all out.
Zhang Baoshu asked her agent to sneak in here today, just to see if she could meet Mr. Zhang, reconnect with him, and relive old dreams.
Zhang Baoshu arrived early, and her eyes followed Second Young Master Zhang intentionally or unintentionally, thinking that on her younger brother's birthday, the older brother would show up anyway, but she was greeted with only one disappointment after another.
When the birthday party was about to start, Second Young Master Zhang picked someone up from the outside with great hospitality. The light in the pub was not very bright. She was dazzled at first, thinking that he was picking up his brother with such hospitality, but when she took a closer look, But when she found out that she was a graceful and graceful woman, she couldn't help feeling a sense of loss in her heart.
Amid the noise, she heard someone discussing nearby:
"Who is that woman? Zhang Er is so considerate."
"I don't know g, but the bag she is carrying seems to be... Himalayan bk?"
Someone added, "It's still a diamond-encrusted model."
Only then did Zhang Baoshu take a closer look.
It's just that she is far away, and she can't see the facial features clearly, she can only perceive that the femininity is very special, and it is bright and moving from a distance, and it is the kind of bright that makes people unable to move their eyes away. It's like shooting a shampoo ad.
"Don't look, it's not from the same road." Someone knew Ji Mingshu, and pointed to the red sofa, "With this kind of background."
Everyone understands in seconds.
The man said again: "Junyi Huazhang knows, right? Her husband is the boss of Junyi's entire group, and he has a deep background behind him. Otherwise, why do you think Zhang Er is so courteous?"
Junyi
Zhang Baoshu was startled suddenly.
What Cen Sen said that night suddenly flashed in her mind, "There is nothing like my wife in appearance, temperament, academic background, you might as well wash your face and sober up."
Is this his wife
Zhang Baoshu didn't even notice that her cat's-eye nails dug deep into the crack of the sofa.
The pub at night was lively, and when everyone arrived, Mr. Zhang, wearing a birthday hat, spoke on the stage with a microphone, and then presented a tune-deficient song for everyone, and the audience roared with laughter.
Jiang Chun came when he was about to cut the cake, and he didn't know whether he should go up to talk to Ji Mingshu, but Ji Mingshu saw her and raised his chin to her, Jiang Chun naturally ran away past.
A group of plastic sisters had just laughed at the fact that Jiang Chun was punished by Yan San, and they were wondering why Ji Mingshu didn't say a word or even smiled. Seeing her take the initiative to call Jiang Chun over now, the look on her face was even weirder.
Ji Mingshu was very calm, and asked someone to move away a little to make room for Jiang Chun.
Jiang Chun felt an inexplicable sense of pride, privately tugged at Ji Mingshu's skirt, and asked in a low voice, "You went from the toilet yesterday..."
When Ji Ming was comfortable, he gave a look of "please close the microphone and lose your memory immediately".
Jiang Chun stopped talking in time, and asked again: "How do I dress today?"
Ji Mingshu sized her up from top to bottom, not knowing if it was revenge, he stabbed straight into her heart.
"You'd better not dress up in the future, little goose."
Jiang Chun: "..."
What was she seeking to humiliate herself for
When Ji Mingshu came, people paid attention, and when Jiang Chun came, people also paid attention.
There are many starlets and Internet celebrities sitting near Zhang Baoshu, one of them is the little white flower that Yan cheated on.
Seeing Jiang Chun coming in, she lamented to her friends that the circle in the capital is really small, and pretended to be hypocritical: "What to do, that's his ex-girlfriend, so embarrassing."
Her friend comforted her, "There's nothing embarrassing about it. Yan likes you. She can't afford to be so upset."
Soon a few more people joined the topic.
With Xiao Baihua's status, it's natural to show off if she can get close to Yan, and these people are also flattering her stinky feet secretly.
Most of the time, Xiaobaihua maintains the persona, timidly does not speak, and only adds softly at critical moments, "Yan and her are engaged only because of a family relationship, and she also knows that Yan has a girlfriend outside, and she wants to keep this relationship." This form of engagement, in fact, even a slap can't be slapped..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed a pair of shiny high heels stepping into her sight.
Before she could react, there was a "snap"! A clear and loud slap came over, and she seemed to have brief tinnitus in her ears.
"Listen, can a slap make a sound?"