Your Most Faithful Companion

Chapter 21

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After hanging up the phone, Ji Mingshu was still in a daze.

He meant, is it suitable for her to kill pigs, grow vegetables and herd cattle in a corner where there is no Internet connection, and carry out the great socialist transformation of the new era

Is he still human? This kind of words can be said.

"Didn't it just cost him a few filthy money, why is he so vicious!"

"Why doesn't he reform himself!"

Ji Mingshu was so angry that he ate three macarons in one go, and his tone was full of disbelief that "there are such ruthless people in this world".

Gu Kaiyang subconsciously corrected, "That's more than a few bad money."

Ji Mingshu stuffed a macaron into her mouth with his backhand, his eyes were obviously saying: eat yours and shut up.

Jiang Chun didn't know the real relationship between Ji Mingshu and Cen Sen, and thought it was a little fun of flirting between loving couples, so her focus was all on "Ji Mingshu touched the dessert first" .

She swallowed calmly, and perfunctorily said: "Calm down, calm down, your husband must be joking, how could he be willing to let you participate in some kind of transformation."

While speaking, her little silver fork also quietly touched the tiramisu.

But before she touched the tiramisu, Ji Mingshu slapped her goose paw away with a snap, and gave her a second yellow card warning.

Jiang Chun was wilted, full of resentment.

It was probably because she was suppressed too hard by Ji Mingshu recently, and the next second she suddenly sat up straight and was possessed by Niu Hulu's little earth goose, and her little mouth bounced wildly.

"It's as if Metamorphosis is willing to invite you to participate, but you must not go. The peasant uncles have done something wrong to receive such a disaster as you. They can't bear it, they can't lift their hands, and they won't even count on you. Planting rice seedlings and growing vegetables? Oh my God, if the neighbor’s kid came to touch the bag, you would shout: “Ah! Get your dirty hands off! This bag is 1.2 million!!”

Ji Mingshu: "...?"

A piece of tiramisu capsized the boat.

What did she do wrong to marry such a man and meet such a friend

Back home, Ji Mingshu was still immersed in Cen Sen's vicious diss and couldn't extricate himself.

Going to the bathroom, she found that her aunt had come again, she sank on the sofa with a touch of sadness, and thought carefully about Gu Kaiyang's teachings.

In fact, after the false alarm of the last cheating incident, she also seriously thought about it: If one day, she and Cen Sen came to the point of divorce, how would she continue to live the rest of her life.

Before she got married, Ji's family was very kind to her, but she did not have actual equity or property that could be realized in large quantities.

After getting married, Cen Sen spends with her, but she and Cen Sen signed a prenuptial agreement. If they divorce, she will not get a penny and can only leave the house.

If this dog man were more ruthless, she wouldn't be able to take away the extravagant things she spent these past few years.

And what is the relationship between Cen Ji's family now, Ji Mingshu knows better than Cen Sen. If you really want a divorce, the Ji family has to be anxious with her first.

In this way, except that Bai Cui Tianhua's apartment was actually written with her name on it, everything else could become nothingness in a second after the divorce.

Thinking of these, Ji Mingshu felt a little sense of crisis.

It's just that she was pampered and raised by Ji's family for the purpose of marriage since she was a child, and her consciousness of earning money to support herself can be said to be quite weak.

In addition, she has already skipped the process and reached the result directly, and lived the luxurious life that most people want. It would be quite embarrassing for her to insist on making her dissatisfied with life and find some dreams for herself.

So this sense of crisis is not enough to awaken her independent consciousness that she doesn't even know where she is hiding.

but-

The rebellious spirit in her bones is much stronger than the independent consciousness.

After grieving on the sofa for ten minutes, she imagined Cen Sen's faint sarcasm in letting her participate in the transformation timing, and then picked up her phone without hesitation to reply to Meng Xiaowei, and then went upstairs to pack her luggage.

This wasn't the first time Ji Mingshu had turned against Cen Sen, so it wasn't surprising that Cen Sen got the news that Ji Mingshu had confirmed his participation in the show on the way to the party.

Zhou Jiaheng asked: "Mr. Cen, do you need to change the program team?"

"No need," Cen Sen rubbed his forehead, "The team list will be adjusted, and the key shooting will also be cancelled. If she doesn't say anything herself, she doesn't have to explain her identity to the TV station."

Zhou Jiaheng paused for a moment, and said "Yes".

Jun Yi is the father of the biggest sponsor of this interior design variety show.

In order to warm up its upcoming designer brand hotel "Junyi Yaji", the group invested a lot of money in Xingcheng TV, and intervened in all aspects from the title of the program to the program process.

Moreover, there are also two cutting-edge designers in the show who Junyi has taken a fancy to. They were invited to design for the "Junyi Collection", and they will play a major role in the show.

It's just that Ji Mingshu didn't know anything about it.

Half an hour later, the Bentley stopped at the entrance of "Fengtang". Zhou Jiaheng got out of the car first and opened the door for Cen Sen.

Tonight's dinner party is not easy to push, it was saved by Chen Ju, an old acquaintance of Cen Yuanchao, without thinking about it, Chen Ju is going to make a connection, solicit investment for the film and television project from him.

As soon as he got out of the car, there was a waitress in a cheongsam with a bun leading Cen Sen inside.

All the way to the private room on the third floor, the waitress pushed open the door for him, and Zhou Jiaheng just received the latest news that Ji Mingshu was leaving for Star City.

He followed behind Cen Sen and reported in a low voice.

Cen Sen listened, only to realize when he got closer that there were old people sitting at the banquet.

Li Wenyin wore a sleeveless gray turtleneck sweater dress today, simple earrings, her hair was tied into a low ponytail, her eyebrows were light, and her lipstick was also a pale water pink.

Looking at the past from a distance, the breath of literary and intellectual women rushes towards us.

Li Wenyin didn't seem surprised by Cen Sen's arrival, nor did he have any special expression fluctuations. He only raised his wine glass and toasted him when Chen Ju introduced him.

"Xiao Li has just returned from further studies in France. She is a very good young director. The theme of the project she is preparing recently is very good, sunny, positive, and upward! Compared with the current ones, which show the dark side of youth, there is a difference. A qualitative distinction!"

"Asen, isn't your group also investing in some film and television projects now? If you are interested, you can support a talented and thoughtful young director like Xiao Li!"

"Come, come, Xiao Li, come and give a toast to Mr. Cen. Mr. Cen is one of the most promising young people in the Forty-Nine City!"

Li Wenyin took the initiative to toast, and Cen Sen also raised his glass and touched it lightly. But he didn't drink, he put down his glass after touching it, and chatted with Chen Ju about something else.

Until the banquet ended, Cen Sen didn't have any extra words with Li Wenyin.

In a certain period of time in his life, he had favored girls like Li Wenyin who were completely different from Ji Mingshu. But he took feelings very lightly. After graduating from high school, he dated Li Wenyin for three months. Up to now, he can't recall any details.

As the night was dark, Cen Sen asked Zhou Jiaheng to confirm the location of Ji Mingshu's hotel while walking out of the clubhouse.

There are still some things in the imperial capital that need to be dealt with by Zhou Jiaheng, and the trip to Star City tonight will only be accompanied by bodyguards.

"Cen Sen."

Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from behind.

Cen Sen paused and looked back.

During the banquet, Li Wenyin was sitting and could only see her upper body. Standing now, she looked even more graceful and graceful.

She walked closer, smiled lightly, and stretched out her hand again, "Long time no see."

Cen Sen said softly, "Long time no see."

Seeing that Cen Sen didn't intend to shake hands, Li Wenyin only tilted his head, and took his hand back gracefully.

Soon, she said frankly again: "Actually, I knew yesterday that you will come to participate in this wine game today, but you are drifting in the rivers and lakes. In order to attract some investment, you can only use talents instead of avoiding your ex. I hope you don't mind .”

Her voice was as usual, gentle and playful with a touch of willfulness, and her voice was just right.

In fact, Li Wenyin knew that Cen Sen was cold. But no matter how the two were related by their exes, the breakup wasn't as ugly as breaking up at the beginning. At least, she could get a "it's okay" from Cen Sen's mouth.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Cen Sen answered three more words without thinking, "I don't mind."

After saying these three words, not only Li Wenyin, but also Cen Sen subconsciously paused.

This scene is a bit familiar, as if not long ago, he also said the same thing to another girl outside another clubhouse.

There is another sentence at the end, how to say that sentence, he seemed to have exaggerated Ji Mingshu at that time, and it was a bit exaggerated.

Li Wenyin's eyes completely changed the meaning of Cen Sen's brief trance.

When she was young, she met someone so amazing that it was difficult for her to completely give up on the person she liked at the beginning after so many years. Even if he got married, that obsession never faded from her heart.

Is his mind because... he has the same mood as her

Li Wenyin wanted to say something more, but Zhou Jiaheng, who also misunderstood the meaning somehow, coughed lightly beyond the norm.

Cen Sen came back to his senses, thinking about the working time, and said coldly: "Film and TV investment is not Jun Yi's main business, but since Chen Ju specially recommended it, I can let you go through the process from Huazhang Holdings, but the film and television projects in the past two years It is getting harder and harder to do, and the risk factor is also high. The company needs to carry out accurate risk control assessments. In the end, it is not up to me to decide whether to invest or not. Sorry, I have other plans, so I won’t accompany you.”

When he boarded the car and headed to the airport, Zhou Jiaheng immediately admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cen."

Regardless of whether Cen Sen is still in love with his ex or what, as an assistant, he should not interrupt.

"fine."

Cen Sen didn't take it to heart, and explained a few things about work to him.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when we arrived in Star City, and the whole city fell into silence. Cen Sen went straight to the Junyi Huazhang where Ji Mingshu was staying.

The front desk prepared a room card for him early on, and all the way to the penthouse suite, the room was lit with warm yellow lights, but Ji Mingshu was nowhere to be seen.

After a long while, he heard a faint moan from the other side of the bed.

Walking over, he saw Ji Mingshu lying on the carpet beside the bed, curled up into a small shrimp.

Ji Mingshu arrived in Xingcheng after ten o'clock, and went to bed after washing, but his stomach ached. She ordered room service, but drinking a large cup of brown sugar ginger tea didn't help.

By now she was done with the pain, but she didn't have the strength to get up.

Half asleep and half awake, seeing a vaguely familiar figure, she thought she was dreaming of the gentle version of Cen Sen, who was banned from eighteen, and for some reason, she felt particularly wronged, stretched her hands up, and said coquettishly, "Hug. "