Limit limit limit limit!
Are you speaking human language? !
Ji Mingshu was very depressed, and he looked unhappy when he came out of the party. While the driver was driving to Junyi's headquarters building, she also looked out the window sullenly.
Maybe it's because tomorrow's New Year's Eve, the uncle driver is in a more relaxed state, and chatted with her humorously while waiting for the traffic lights.
However, she didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and she didn't know what she was looking at when she stared out of the window.
The driver glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and said nothing more tactfully.
The carriage fell silent for a moment, but the small theater in Ji Mingshu's mind was roaring with joy—
Cen Sen, the dog! Does she look like the kind of woman who does everything just for his money? Well, she used to be, but now she still wants him! Is he from the planet "I'm blind but I'm handsome and rich"? She couldn't even see what she was thinking at all! !
He didn't have to think about it with his toes, whoever doesn't like him would easily forgive the unforgivable mistake of being raped by the Internet just because of a small island!
Whoever doesn't like him will brave the risk of being reprimanded by his father-in-law and rush into the study to deliver soup!
Anyone who doesn't like him will cooperate and let him toss all night! He was so exhausted that he wanted to satisfy his self-esteem as a man by conveying the hint message of "Husband, you are really great" from all aspects of expression, movement and language!
angry! She is so angry! ! !
After arriving at Junyi, the angry Ji Mingshu put on his sunglasses coldly before getting out of the car slowly.
She went to a birthday party today. She wore a small wine red dress and a haute couture beige coat on the outside. The high-heeled shoes blingbling flashed from the vamp to the thin and high heel. Sparsely bypassing the slender feet, every step is shining with fine streamers. Perhaps because of this attire, the thermos bucket she was carrying also inexplicably had the temperament of Hermès New Year's limited edition.
Cen Sen is currently on a video call with Jiang Che.
Jiang Che caught a glimpse of the high-definition monitor on the monitor next to him, smiled, took a screenshot and sent it to the group, and interrupted the call by the way.
Jiang Che: [picture]
Jiang Che: [Stop chatting, stop chatting, your wife is here to investigate.]
Zhao Yang: [Xiao Shu, this is, is it so beautiful in the surveillance? Tut tut tut!]
Shu Yang took advantage of the opportunity and blew an ultimate rainbow fart: [That's right! Ji Mingshu! It's just such a woman who is full of luxury and luxury even in the low temperature of minus eight degrees!]
Cen Sen ignored them, glanced at the surveillance camera, and called Zhou Jiaheng to pick them up.
But as soon as the inside line rang, he hung up, because Zhou Jiaheng had already appeared in the corner of the surveillance screen.
After Zhou Jiaheng did something wrong twice in a row, the general assistant's awareness suddenly improved qualitatively.
Knowing that Ji Mingshu was going to visit the company, he specifically told the driver to report to him at the first three traffic lights before arriving at the company.
When Ji Mingshu got out of the car and walked in, he was already waiting for the president's wife at the door.
He carefully accompanied Ji Mingshu to lead the way, with an extremely respectful expression, so respectful that he was a little obsequious, "Madam, you have worked hard. Let me mention this. Madam, you go this way."
Gao Leng Shushu didn't give half a look, only "huh".
Walking into the special elevator run by the president, Gao Leng Shushu glanced at the sixty-eighth floor with lights on, and suddenly asked, "Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, Zhou Zhu, are you going home?"
Zhou Jiaheng: "I will go back, Mr. Cen specially arranged a plane for me, and I will go home early tomorrow morning."
He also smiled and explained to her how caring Cen Sen was for the employees, "Boss Cen even prepared a carload of gifts for my parents and asked me to take them back. He said that I didn't go home for the New Year in Australia two years ago. The first time I go back to spend time with my parents, these gifts are all from his heart."
"Mr. Cen also gave me a full seven-day vacation. I have planned the New Year's Eve dinner. Let me go to our Junyi Huazhang to eat. If relatives and friends come over, they can directly sleep in the hotel..."
The more Zhou Jiaheng babbled about Ji Mingshu, the more aggrieved he felt.
Come on, who wants to hear this!
I thought that Zhou Jiaheng's company with you is like a tiger, and that he would be able to complain about Cen Paipi, who is not on holiday during the Chinese New Year, with her like-minded friends, but he never expected that this buddy would be happy if he gave him a little favor, and he was so grateful to Cen Sen!
So unpromising, so disappointing! Such a little fritter with no integrity is not worthy of being Ji's Shushu's friend!
She wanted to signal Zhou Jiaheng to stop pushing immediately, but in the next second Zhou Jiaheng suddenly mentioned how hard it was for Cen Sen to make up for the losses he suffered when he returned home early these days.
Ji Mingshu paused, then suddenly asked, "Well, how much did you lose?"
Zhou Jiaheng braked in time, with a look of embarrassment on his face. But Ji Mingshu kept asking, and since this was not considered a commercial secret, Zhou Jiaheng hesitated for a moment and then held out a finger.
"One hundred million?"
"…Dollar?"
Zhou Jiaheng stretched out his other hand and made a zero.
"... a billion?"
Zhou Jiaheng kept an eye on his nose, his nose and his heart, and quickly said: "The investment funds for the twelve phases add up to one billion dollars."
Ji Mingshu was silent.
Although she is relatively numb to money figures, she also knows that Cen Sen's net worth is far more than this amount. But she also understands that a billion dollars is a lot for a personal investment.
The anger that was brewing on the way here was immediately poured out by this basin of cold water worth a billion dollars. At the same time, an emotion called guilt slowly grew in her heart. If it wasn't for her, the investment would not have been lost.
"Ma'am, here we are."
The elevator reached the top floor, seeing her in a daze for a while, Zhou Jiaheng pressed the elevator to remind her.
All the way into the president's office, Ji Mingshu felt erratic, and that feeling of guilt became stronger the closer he got to Cen Sen.
Walking to Cen Sen's desk, her eyelashes drooped, she just opened the thermos bucket silently, and whispered: "The chicken soup packed for you, you drink some to warm your body, many people lined up in this store, saying It's real."
Cen Sen was silent.
When he asked on WeChat before if he wanted to buy more than the limit of the secondary card, she was obviously very angry and accused him of thinking too materially of her.
And in the surveillance just now, her aura didn't look like she was here to send soup to care about, but more like she was going to pour the hot soup in the thermos bucket on him to settle accounts with him.
He took off his glasses, and scooped a small spoon from the small bowl that Ji Mingshu pushed in front of him.
Well, the taste is normal.
He looked up at Ji Mingshu, "Sit."
But Ji Mingshu was lounging beside his desk, playing with the lid of the thermos bucket in his hands, swaying and refusing to move.
There was water vapor on the inward side of the lid of the thermos. Ji Mingshu played with the outer circle of the lid without paying much attention, and all the water inside just fell on the ground.
After a long while, she put down the lid and moved slightly. Just as she was about to say something to Cen Sen, she suddenly slipped on the soles of her feet, followed by a difficult rotation of 98 and a half degrees sideways, accompanied by the high-definition little red dress fluttering in the wind and elegant The hair dances wildly in the air—
She fell perfectly into Cen Sen's arms :)
Cen Sen was still holding the spoon in one hand, and didn't move, only to feel a sudden weight on his leg. In contrast, Ji Mingshu took the initiative. The moment he sat down, he automatically wrapped his arms around his neck.
"..."
"...?!"
Ji Mingshu was stunned, his brain went blank for four or five seconds before he realized what happened just now.
She belatedly met Cen Sen's quiet eyes, and clearly saw "I didn't expect you to be so active" and "Very good, the way of throwing yourself into your arms is very unique" from the quietness of Cen Sen's eyes, "Since you did it If it’s so blatant, then I’ll accept it with reluctance,” and many other emotions.
No! She didn't mean to! She must have been possessed by A Piao just now to complete the series of difficult movements so smoothly and naturally impeccable!
Thinking of this, Ji Mingshu subconsciously let go.
But Cen Sen had already put down the spoon, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Wait... wait!"
"I'm not, the floor is too...too slippery, I didn't mean it!"
Cen Sen's gaze had already fallen below her collarbone, and he just said "hmm" indifferently, and promised: "New floor after next year."
Clearly not taking her explanation seriously.
Ji Mingshu blushed unapologetically. Seeing Cen Sen's lustful eyes, the shyness in her heart slowly evolved towards breaking the cans and smashing them for some reason.
When she noticed that Cen Sen's hand began to caress ambiguously, she simply didn't do anything else, hugged him openly and drew into his arms.
Cen Sen was moved, and she whispered about the business again: "A few days ago, I heard grandpa and dad say in the study that you came back from Paris early, but Cen Yang robbed you of a project investment. I'm sorry..."
The darkness in Cen Sen's eyes faded slightly.
Ji Mingshu whispered guiltily again: "Otherwise, don't buy that island yet. The one where you can see the aurora is in the Arctic Circle. It must be very cold. You can't go there a few times a year. The maintenance cost is very high."
"Also, I can also buy less things in the future, and the ring you gave me last time, I didn't have a chance to wear it, otherwise, how about I compensate you for it?"
"It's just a small amount of money. I'm not so poor that I want my wife to sell jewelry." He rubbed Ji Mingshu's head, and the fatigue on his body seemed to have suddenly eased.
Ji Mingshu was a little happy to keep the island and the ring, after all, she just meant it and didn't really want to sell it.
Sitting on Cen Sen's lap and dangling restlessly, she asked about Cen Yang again for some reason, and explained to Cen Yang in a low voice, "Actually, Cen Yang is not easy, that is... from frugality to extravagance and easy from extravagance." It’s hard to be frugal, that’s what it means, you understand? He must have been a little bit upset over the years... "
Of course Cen Sen understood, he could even understand why Cen Yang still couldn't let go after so many years.
In fact, there are still some things about the Cen family that are not known to outsiders, and people close to him like Ji Mingshu don't know about it, and he doesn't want Ji Mingshu to know about it.
It is far better to be happy and simple forever than to move forward with the burden of the past.
Just like he didn't want to tell her the truth about the evil cutting incident, to destroy the beautiful image of brother Cen Yang who had given her warmth when she was young.
However, not destroying does not mean that he can allow Ji Mingshu to mention other men in front of him all the time.
Ji Mingshu wanted to say something more, but Cen Sen suddenly sealed her lips and kissed her gently.
She was also a disappointment, lost in this tenderness within a few seconds, and what was waiting for her was to be deeply penetrated by this sudden fierce tenderness in the next second, sweeping the city and looting the ground.
Sitting in Cen Sen's arms and struggling back and forth, she was really out of breath from being kissed, sobbing and wanting to make a sound.
But Cen Sen didn't give it the slightest chance. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Cen Sen pressing a button on the desktop touch panel. The button is slightly illuminated, and there is a faint slash on it, which means "Do Not Disturb"
She didn't have time to think about it, because after the kiss was over, Cen Sen hugged her and stood up again, placing her in a spare corner of the desk.
The desk was far colder and stiffer than Cen Sen's thighs, making it uncomfortable to sit on.
Seeing Cen Sen carelessly wiped his lower lip with his fingertips, Ji Mingshu subconsciously leaned back. But Cen Sen also leaned over, with his hands on her side.
His pupils were dark, and he stared at her purely. He loosened his neckline casually, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, revealing his collarbone. Ji Mingshu suddenly had a feeling... that this man is lustful.
The air is quiet, staring at each other is inevitable. Ji Mingshu's ears turned red, and he asked cautiously, "Do you want to play in the office?"