In the autumn afternoon, the sun is warm and the breeze is pleasant.
But as the "beep" sound of disconnection on the other end of the phone, with Cen Sen at the center, the surrounding temperature quickly dropped to freezing point.
divorce
Ji Mingshu just filed for divorce
Shu Yang might as well hide quietly in the clouds, the sun will look at people's faces, "Damn it", and asked in surprise without closing the door: "You and Li Wenyin's old relationship has rekindled? When did it happen? What the hell, brother Sen?" Did it happen? Even Ji Mingshu knew about it! What should I do?"
Cen Sen didn't answer the call, and dialed the shortcut key to Zhou Jiaheng, with a low voice, "Make arrangements, and return to the imperial capital immediately."
Hearing this, Jiang Che put down his cue and patted his shoulder without making a sound.
Zhao Yang didn't say anything, but the question he was thinking was actually exactly the same as Shu Yang's.
It's no wonder that both of them are people immersed in the crowd of women, prodigal sons in love, and countless women, and they don't have any concepts and ethics of being loyal to love and marriage.
At this moment, he thought that Cen Sen had cheated on Li Wenyin and overturned his car in front of Ji Mingshu, and his thoughts were all biased towards protecting the interests of his buddies.
After Cen Sen left, the two discussed while playing.
Shu Yang: "I didn't expect Li Wenyin to be quite attractive. It's only been a long time since I came back, and I'm hooked up again."
Zhao Yang thought for a while, and said: "Personality, maybe, Ji Mingshu's main thing is her personality, and ordinary men really can't stand it."
Shu Yang: "That's right, hey, tell me, they won't really be separated, right?"
Zhao Yang: "How can that be? Did Ji Rusong and Ji Rubai die when you were there? Without Jingjian standing by, is the Ji family still the old Ji family? But this matter mainly depends on Brother Sen. If he wants to leave, then If nothing else, you have to leave."
"That's true," Shu Yang nodded, "But Mr. Cen and Mrs. Cen both like Ji Mingshu so much, they definitely can't agree. And Uncle Cen... It's not me, even if we leave, it's impossible for Li Wenyin to come in, right? Cen Bo will not be able to pass that level."
Hearing this, Zhao Yang snorted lightly, "Come on, let's go in, don't you see that Brother Sen doesn't want to leave at all? Otherwise, what are you doing going back so soon. Ji Mingshu was just talking, what kind of mind are you talking about?" Woolen cloth."
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The more they chatted, the more vigorous they became. Within five minutes of Cen Sen's walking, both of them had already talked about how to distribute property after divorce.
Jiang Che's attitude towards marriage is different from theirs, but his own brother can't say much. Looking at the end of the greenery, he just said something salty, "Stop talking, mind your own business."
I have to admit that Jiang Che's "mind your own business" is very far-sighted, but it's a pity that his reminder is too low, but Zhao Yang and Shu Yang's big mouths accidentally let things go out.
The marriage of Cen Ji's family had already attracted much attention in the small circle, but it suddenly changed, and naturally it was widely spread.
In the evening, after several ups and downs, this matter has already reached the ears of Ji's family.
The first thing Ji Mingshu received were calls from his eldest aunt and second aunt.
They both talked about the same thing, they both heard that she was going to divorce and called to ask what was going on. He also said that if Cen Sen bullied her and caused her to be wronged, the Ji family would definitely help her get this justice.
The daughters-in-law married by Ji's family are also from famous families, they are well-cultivated, and their speaking skills are well-rounded.
If there weren't those last classic quotes of "persuading peace and not persuading division", Ji Mingshu might really think that they were calling to protect the calf.
She made a few perfunctory remarks, and after her mood fell to the bottom, she seemed to be immersed in a cold pool again.
It was probably because of her unclear attitude that the Ji family felt a sense of crisis. After the two aunts persuaded her, the uncle Ji Rusong actually called himself.
"Xiao Shu, what's the matter with you and Asen? Why are they suddenly spreading rumors that you want to divorce Asen?"
Ji Rusong didn't cut corners and cut straight to the point, but his voice was as usual, gentle without losing the majesty of a superior.
Ji Mingshu was squatting on the ground to pack his luggage, and answered several phone calls in succession, he was not surprised by Ji Rusong's inquiry.
She turned on the phone and put it aside, her tone was calm, "I mentioned it, Uncle, I can't live with him anymore."
"You really mentioned it?" Ji Rusong didn't believe it at first, but after hearing it, he became anxious after all, "Xiao Shu, how can you be so willful!"
Ji Mingshu lowered his eyes and didn't answer.
Ji Rusong will still be in the office now, holding the phone in one hand and behind his back with the other, his head is a little dizzy because of this niece.
He tried his best to calm himself down, "Xiao Shu, Uncle doesn't play around with you, you are an adult, you can't do things according to your own petty temper! Do you know how important the Nanwan project that Jingjian and Uncle are cooperating with now is? ?”
"It's different now. Jingjian doesn't necessarily have to cooperate with our Ji family, but we don't cooperate with Jingjian. Is there anyone who can afford this project? All development must stop!"
He sighed, and said earnestly: "And your second uncle, your second uncle has worked hard for decades, and never dared to make a mistake! Where do you think he is sitting right now? If there is no Jingjian to support him, How many pairs of eyes are staring at him trying to pull him down!"
Ji Rusong's words of hating iron for being weak and not being able to bear to scold fell on his ears, which made Ji Mingshu's already messy mind even more chaotic.
She slowly put down the clothes in her hands, and slowly stretched out her hands to cover her cheeks.
In fact, if Ji Rusong scolded her mercilessly, she could still confidently say that they raised her for marriage, and it was no different from Yangzhou skinny horses in ancient times, and they had no right to treat her like an elder. accusations.
But Ji Rusong didn't.
She knows better than anyone else that Ji Rusong and Ji Rubai's contributions to her have a purpose, but those contributions are not the same as hypocrisy.
When she was a child, some classmates at school laughed at her for having no parents and being a wild child picked up from the garbage dump. She was so angry that she cried and ran to sue Ji Rusong.
After Ji Rusong found out, without saying a word, he hurried back from other places and went to the school to talk to the leader.
When he brought her back after school, Ji Rusong bought her ice cream, took her by the hand and walked towards the courtyard, coaxing her patiently: "Xiao Shu is the little princess of Ji's family, how could she be picked up from the garbage dump?" What about the wild child, next time someone talks nonsense, you still have to remember to tell Uncle, Uncle will help you catch the bad guys, okay?"
The adults deliberately slowed down the pace and the narrow alleys have already turned yellow, but when I think about it now, it is still as clear as yesterday.
Her nose suddenly became sour, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
After a long time, she choked up on the other end of the phone and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, but I really... I really don't want to do this anymore, I'm very sad, I'm very sad now."
She couldn't think about the picture of Cen Sen and Li Wenyin together, and she didn't dare to think deeply about what Li Wenyin said, and she couldn't convince herself that she was just angry with Cen Sen and slapped her in the face.
It was obviously just a marriage, but suddenly there were other things, and the interests became impure.
The sunset in the evening is like liquid salted duck egg yolk, orange in red.
Standing in front of the window, Ji Rusong also fell silent suddenly.
He remembered that Ji Mingshu's parents died and he was sent back to Ji's old house at such an evening.
At that time, the little girl was like a little dumpling, wearing a fluffy princess dress, holding a beautiful doll in her arms, and she was not yet familiar with the world.
The little girl smiled and rolled her eyes when she saw him. The aunt taught her to call "Uncle", but when she jumped out, she turned into a funny "radish".
At that time, Mr. Ji was still there, and he had just taken over part of Huadian's business. He was young and energetic, and he loved the little daughter left by his brother from the bottom of his heart.
Unlike today, when Qian Fan is exhausted, all feelings fade away. Strange to say, the older this person was, the more he became more and more involuntary.
He held on to the railing in front of the window, and his voice gradually slowed down, "Xiao Shu, Uncle is not trying to force you, but I just hope that you can think about Ji's family a little bit. Now that you are in a bad mood, Uncle doesn't say much, you You can calm down first, and then have a good talk with Asen."
Ji Mingshu wrapped his hands around his legs, buried his head in his arms, and remained silent for a long time.
Ji Rusong sighed, and hung up the phone by himself.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening when Cen Sen returned to Mingshui Mansion, and it will probably not be sunny tomorrow, and there will be no stars in the night sky.
The door of the master bedroom on the second floor was not closed, and the lights in the cloakroom were turned on. There were two suitcases with presbyopic logos on the door.
Cen Sen looked as usual, approached the cloakroom, looked at Ji Mingshu who was squatting inside to pack his luggage, and asked softly, "Where do you want to go?"
Ji Mingshu's back stiffened, he didn't turn his head, nor did he respond.
"Bai Cui Tianhua?"
"Your uncle just called me. He thinks you need to calm down at home."
Bai Cui Tianhua's house was given by Ji Rubai, compared to Ji Rusong, Ji Rubai's heart has always been a bit harder.
After hearing this, Ji Mingshu got up abruptly, turned his head and stared at Cen Sen for a few seconds, he didn't pack his luggage, and wanted to go out after picking up the box at the door.
Cen Sen suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"What do you want to do."
Ji Mingshu lowered his eyelids, his voice was cold.
Cen Sen took a deep look at her, "Ji Mingshu, I should be the one asking you this question."
The two of them were in the wrong position, and stopped motionless in the posture of passing by and being stopped.
Tired from the long journey, Cen Sen's voice was deep and hoarse, with some indescribable boredom.
"Li Wenyin's movie was not approved by me for investment, and I never thought of slapping you in the face. Before you lose your temper, you can actually ask me first. I can't put down everything in my hand every time and come back to deal with your momentary upset Missy's temper."
Hearing the second half of the sentence, Ji Mingshu suddenly wanted to laugh, "Now you think I'm losing my temper because I'm unhappy, right?"
She let go of the suitcase, looked up at the tall man in front of her, and raised her voice to ask: "You said Li Wenyin's film was not approved by you, so is it true that Jun Yi invested in her film?"
Cen Sen looked cold and didn't answer.
"That's the truth?"
Ji Mingshu felt her internal organs aching with anger, her voice became louder and faster, "Your company invested in a movie made by your first love to commemorate your pure love, are you still doing it now?" Want to tell me that you don't know anything about it, and even if you know about it now, you don't have the right to stop it? Cen Sen, you're twenty-seven, and now you want to tell me that you only understand work, don't know how to deal with the world, and don't even understand such a basic way to avoid suspicion ?!"
"It's not what you imagined. She found Junyi Investment through Chen Ju. Chen Ju and my dad are old acquaintances, so it's not easy to save his face, so I let her go through the normal evaluation process from the investment company under it."
Cen Sen believes that he has shown 120,000 points of patience, and his explanation is very objective, "She was able to get this investment because the evaluation team felt that her film could get a higher return than the investment, and finally invested Not voting has nothing to do with me.”
"It has nothing to do with you?" Ji Mingshu laughed back angrily, and his voice became more trembling and choked up as he continued, "Are you trying to tell me that your subordinates are so incapable of winking? If you show any signs of avoiding suspicion Will they not see the active evasion?!"
She nodded again, "Okay, I won't pursue this with you, then you now know that she got Junyi's investment and what she is going to shoot, you call now to ask the group to cancel the investment, you call now to block this movie!"
"Ji Mingshu, I think you need to calm down."
Cen Sen's voice was deep, and he grabbed her hand that was trying to break free.
Ji Mingshu looked at him, and tears rolled down without warning.
She tried her best to break free from Cen Sen's restraint, and wiped her face with the back of her hand, but the tears fell down in strings, and she couldn't finish it no matter how much she wiped.
An indescribable restlessness welled up in Cen Sen's heart.
Ji Mingshu took two steps back, "I'm calm now, are you refusing? Or are you unable to do it? Mr. Cen of Junyi, Mr. Cen of Jingjian, are you really going to block a film that hasn't started filming yet?" Is it difficult? Are you unable to do it or are you unwilling to do it! If you don’t want to, you can, let’s divorce, I’ve had enough!”
In the end, Ji Mingshu was hysterical to the verge of collapse.
Those emotions hidden deep in her heart that she didn't want to touch, all poured out uncontrollably at this moment.
She was in tears and her shoulders and fingers were shaking.
That's right.
She, Ji Mingshu, is a vicious supporting actress.
She just liked Cen Sen for many years, but she didn't want to face her true feelings or admit it.
She is jealous, jealous that Li Wenyin took the script of Cinderella's counterattack against the leading heroine since she was a child, jealous that Li Wenyin's appearance, body and family background are not as good as hers, but she has won Cen Sen's heart, and as long as Cen Sen appears again, she will feel sympathy for her Xin, and she, Ji Mingshu, has been married to Cen Sen for three years and Cen Sen just doesn't like her and will never like her!
In fact, if it's just a commercial marriage, she can also deceive herself and pretend to be deaf and dumb, but why does it have to be Li Wenyin? Did he not consider her feelings for a second? He clearly knew the relationship between her and Li Wenyin, why did he do this!
"Stop it."
Hearing Ji Mingshu's remarks about asking him to ban Li Wenyin, or divorce if he doesn't ban him, Cen Sen only felt that she would be a little unreasonable.
"I didn't make trouble. Cen Sen, I'm serious. Let's get a divorce."
She opened Cen Sen's fingers one by one, her voice was broken and intermittent, and there was still a calmness after losing strength.
She absolutely does not allow this ridiculous marriage to be stripped of the last ounce of dignity by Li Wenyin, the lingering ex. Cen Sen may not like her, may not love her, but he cannot remain married to her while breaking ties with Li Wenyin, Absolutely not.
Cen Sen could only feel his temples throbbing, and the restlessness in his heart became more and more obvious. Some words that he didn't want to say, for some reason, blurted out without thinking.
"Divorce? You talk about divorce over and over again. Do you really think that you will live more comfortably after divorce than now? Ji Mingshu, what else can you do if you leave me."
"Ask yourself, will people from Ji's family treat you like they did before after divorce? There are still a few people in your circle who are willing to be your foil. You are not a child anymore, and you have to be responsible for yourself in everything you say and do."
Ji Mingshu closed his eyes, "Yes, I don't know anything, I can't do anything, I'm just a canary raised by you! So you never put me in your eyes and never valued me, It's not just you, your friends, my family, they all think that I'm a waste who can't walk without you!"
"I'm not as good as Li Wenyin. I'm not as talented or shameless as her. After breaking up, I still pester my ex in the name of nostalgia for the past! Not to mention her good skills can really make your ex want to fulfill you in the face of his wife." Her dream! So now I want to fly out, can I? Even if I fly out and get struck by lightning immediately, it’s none of your business! Get out of the way!"
Ji Mingshu pushed Cen Sen away hard, this time he wanted to go out without even taking the suitcase.
Since Cen Sen made it so clear that he gave her everything, she didn't have to be shameless and pack it away.
But before she walked out of the room, Cen Sen suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind, pulled her all the way and threw her onto the bed.
He loosened his tie, with a thin layer of hostility on his face.
He leaned over Ji Mingshu, twisted her two slender wrists behind him and hugged her tightly, and pinched her chin with the other hand, forcing her to accept his kiss.
He seldom kissed so urgently and intensely, and he didn't investigate why he did it. He just wanted to do it subconsciously, so he did it.
Ji Mingshu cried just now, his eyes were red and slightly swollen, and there was a salty taste around his eyes and on his face.
Cen Sen kissed her eyebrows from her lips to her earlobe, neck, and collarbone, as if clusters of fire were burning on her body.
During the first half minute when she was thrown onto the bed, Ji Mingshu still hadn't reacted, and when he did, there was another gust of kisses, and it wasn't until Cen Sen started to unbutton her clothes that she began to struggle.
"You let me go, let me go! Pervert!"
Her hands were pinned so tightly that she couldn't move at all, and the kicking and kicking of her legs and feet were straight and weak.
It wasn't until Cen Sen kissed her lips again that she found a chance to bite him hard. For a moment, the taste of rust spread in both of their mouths.
After being bitten like this, Cen Sen seemed to wake up a lot, and the depression in his heart gradually dissipated.
He supported Ji Mingshu's waist, his fingertips slowly brushed across the bleeding lower lip, as if he didn't feel any pain, his eyes kept staring at Ji Mingshu, carefully measuring inch by inch, as if admiring a delicate work of art.
After a long while, he got up, stood by the bed and adjusted his neckline slowly, his eyes became calm.
"I, like your uncle, feel that you need to calm down. You just stay here and are not allowed to go anywhere."
Ji Mingshu struggled to sit up from the bed, but before she got up, Cen Sen walked out of the bedroom, closed the door with a "bang", and locked it.
She was stunned for three seconds, before she stepped forward and twisted the door without her shoes on.
Really locked.
Cen Sen locked her in this bedroom? !
Standing at the door, Ji Mingshu felt as if his brain was going to explode, and his thoughts couldn't keep up with the development of the matter at all.
Why didn't Cen Sen let her go.
Do you think it's too wrong for Li Wenyin to be accused of being a mistress by her leaving like this? Or did he want to wait for the Ji family to settle the money she spent over the years after the three trials
It's really ridiculous. In the 21st century, there are still people who quarrel and lock their wives in the room. Is this a prison
After coming out of the room, Cen Sen stood at the stairs, not moving for a while. He closed his eyes and recalled the series of things he did just now, but he couldn't seem to find any logic at all.
The only thing he knew clearly in his heart was that he couldn't let Ji Mingshu leave.
It seems that all the loss of control started when Ji Mingshu said the word "divorce", from being in Star City, from getting on the plane, and from this way home without saying a word.
He rubbed his browbones, and called Zhou Jiaheng, "Jun Yi has no reason to withdraw funding from Li Wenyin's movie. You can find Li Wenyin's contact information and send it to me."
Ten minutes later, he dialed out the string of unfamiliar numbers sent by Zhou Jiaheng.
"Hi, hello." The female voice was gentle and intellectual.
"I'm Cen Sen."
The other end of the phone was quiet for two seconds, then the gentle voice rang out again, "Oh, what do you need from me? Did Mingshu... tell you something."
He went straight to the point and said: "Miss Li, I have been dating you for three months, and this period has passed for nearly ten years. I don't think there is anything between us worth making a movie as a commemoration."
Li Wenyin was taken aback, then smiled lightly: "Movies now need some promotional means, and audiences won't pay for a movie without a story. You can rest assured that I won't reveal your identity, and I didn't intend to destroy you and The relationship between Mingshu...if there is any."
Cen Sen's voice was cold, "I'm not interested in these, I just want to let you know that you can continue to shoot, but my wife and I don't like being consumed by anyone in any form, so I can't Guarantee that Ms. Li's movie can be released smoothly."
After speaking, he directly hung up the phone.