To be honest, Ji Mingshu is really not very keen on having a child. This year, the parents of the two families have repeatedly hinted that she is always acting coquettishly.
But it’s okay to say how repulsive she is. Occasionally, she will follow the instructions of both parents and fantasize about a happy life with children in the future.
The reason why the advance and retreat are vague may be because she subconsciously feels that children are not easy to have, and she does not have a very specific concept of the arrival of a new life, so she has no way to think about it.
Before she could answer, Cen Sen moved slowly, and asked again in a hoarse voice, "Shall we have a baby?"
Ji Mingshu didn't have the energy to speak, his voice was sobbing softly, and his refusal was not clear.
Realizing that Cen Sen had arrived, she subconsciously reached out to reach for the small box on the table.
But in the next second, she was startled suddenly.
Um? Gone
She emptied the box again, but nothing came out.
Reluctantly opened the drawer, the inside was also empty.
Ji Mingshu was already a little sluggish by Cen Sen at this moment, but now he couldn't recover for a long time.
The big box she brought back by mistake in the supermarket was used up like this? So a large box of shelves will have to be sold in convenience stores for half a month, right? !
"wait wait wait… "
Unwilling to give up, she half stood up and wanted to grope deep into the drawer.
Cen Sen, however, was already on the verge of an arrow and had no choice but to shoot, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes were heavy, and with a light push, he pressed her soft waist down.
Click!
The canary hatching story, the official start of recording.
When he woke up the next day, Ji Mingshu stared blankly at the ceiling for nearly five minutes, his eyes drifting away.
In the second half of last night, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and she was as tired as a dead bird. It stands to reason that she should fall asleep as soon as she touched the pillow, but she didn't sleep for a few hours, and she kept dreaming during these hours.
In the dream, she gave birth to a cub. She didn't know whether it was a boy or a girl. Its appearance was vague. From the compliments of others, it could be deduced that it was a little cute.
It's just that this cute cub is very irritating, gathering all the bad habits of bear children in one body, and can make people dizzy for two and a half minutes in three minutes.
Just as she was taking care of the cub at home with her clothes on and off, she suddenly heard the bad news—Cen Sen cheated on her!
The feeling of a bolt from the blue in the dream was really hard to describe, it was much deeper than when she misunderstood that Cen Sen had cheated on a certain Zhang with the 18th line.
And this dream was quite complete, and after digesting the bad news with true feelings, he arranged a famous showdown for Cen Sen at home without stopping.
Standing in the living room, Cen Sen stood in the living room, wearing a meticulous and expensive suit, and put forward the terms directly.
Ji Mingshu couldn't remember the rest of the conditions, he only remembered that Cen Sen said that the child belonged to him and there was no room for negotiation. He used the kind of indifferent tone that was familiar before but now very unfamiliar, and his eyes were calm and cold.
In her dream, she couldn't accept the reality no matter what, as if the sky had collapsed, she went directly to the end of the world.
So much so that after waking up, she seemed to still feel the sadness, despair and unbelievable difficulty in the dream.
"What's wrong?"
When Cen Sen just woke up, seeing her in a daze, he subconsciously hugged her back into his arms, his voice low and hoarse.
It was clearly just a simple question of three words, but it carried undisguised intimacy, and it was completely different from the cold and heartless Cen Shi in the dream.
Ji Mingshu found a comfortable position and curled up in his arms, his cold hands and feet began to warm up, and he muttered sullenly, "It's nothing, I'm having a nightmare."
Cen Sen didn't ask any further questions, and kissed her hair, "It's still early, you can go to sleep later."
Ji Mingshu said "um", and the arms around him tightened unconsciously.
But after a while, she couldn't help poking Cen Sen's chest and whispered, "I dreamed that after I gave birth, you cheated."
Cen Sen paused for a moment, subconsciously thinking that she was making up a naive excuse for not wanting to have a child, so he was silent for two seconds, and followed her, "Then we won't have a child."
"I didn't mean that, I was really dreaming!" Ji Mingshu poked harder, "I dreamed that you came back to me for a showdown after cheating, and you didn't even want to sit, so you just stood in the living room and told me something The distribution of the property, and the children have to go to you and so on...”
Ji Mingshu kept thinking about it, and at the end of the reading, he guessed suspiciously, "I don't think I have the ability to predict the future, tell me, it's written like this in many novels."
Cen Sen pondered for a moment, then asked: "Isn't there still a story about digging out kidneys and hearts in novels?"
"..."
"Okay, stop talking."
Ji Mingshu voluntarily skipped over this topic because of Cen Sen's scandalous history. She said something else, and her fingers were still idly drawing circles on his chest.
Suddenly she remembered something, "By the way, when will the design draft of Junyi Yaji come out?"
"It should be this afternoon. If my schedule ends early, I will attend the project team's draft review."
Ji Mingshu said "Oh" meaningfully.
Cen Sen didn't answer, but just looked at her meaningfully, with the look of "You bribe me and I can consider operating in secret".
Ji Mingshu struggled a little, but decided to stick to his morals and pushed Cen Sen to wake him up.
Cen Sen chuckled, but didn't bother.
After arriving at the company, Cen Sen went about his business as usual, drinking clear coffee while processing piles of documents.
But in the middle of the process, he suddenly took off his glasses, picked up the glasses cloth and wiped them slowly, and called Zhou Jiaheng again, "Let Lawyer Wen come over."
Zhou Jiaheng paused: "Yes."
Lawyer Wen is Cen Sen's personal lawyer. He only deals with his private property issues, and he rarely appears a few times a year. It's a bit inexplicable to call him suddenly.
Half an hour later, Lawyer Wen arrived at the 68th floor of Junyi headquarters.
Cen Sen cut to the chase, "Lawyer Wen, I want to cancel the prenuptial agreement I made with my wife."
Lawyer Wen didn't quite understand what he meant, so he hesitated and said, "Do you want to change some terms?"
"No, I want to let my wife legally share all my property before and after marriage."
"...?"
Lawyer Wen wrote "Have you been bewitched" all over his face
Cen Sen looked as usual, slightly resting his elbows on the table, clasped his fingers loosely, and said: "In addition, I hope to re-draft an agreement on how to compensate and distribute property related to extramarital affairs after marriage. For example, if I If there is an extramarital affair, then I will leave the house, something like this."
"..."
This Gu is not easy.
Lawyer Wen sweated in his heart, confirmed a few words politely, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he understood and recorded Cen Sen's relevant appeals, and informed them of the possible consequences of these appeals one by one.
Cen Sen confirmed without hesitation.
Although Lawyer Wen couldn't figure out Cen Sen's intentions, he also knew that he had no position to comment, so he followed the instructions and went back to prepare the contract.
After they left, Cen Sen sat in the office alone, leaning on the back of his chair and recalling the dream that Ji Mingshu had mentioned this morning.
In fact, most of the time he knew that he was not doing well enough, which made Ji Mingshu still worry about his cheating in marriage, but he didn't know what he should do to give Ji Mingshu a sufficient sense of security.
After thinking about it, it seems that what he can do is to provide more material protection.
Zhou Jiaheng came in at the right time to deliver the documents, and reminded him that there was a dinner at noon today, and it was time to leave.
He said "hmm" and asked again: "What time will the competition for Junyi Yaji be?"
Zhou Jiaheng: "Two o'clock in the afternoon."
Cen Sen nodded slightly, noncommittal.
Ji Mingshu's design manuscript was packaged and sent directly to the mailbox of the person in charge of the Junyi Yaji project team.
The person in charge couldn't make up his mind at first, and didn't know how to deal with the manuscript of the president's wife, so he asked his superiors, but no one was willing to give him an accurate letter. Even Zhou Jiaheng was full of wit, and couldn't figure out the real intention at all.
He had been bald for two days because of this, and when the draft was approaching, he couldn't help but read the manuscript in advance - he felt relieved immediately.
"... I think the design of the theme of 'b612 planet' on 052 is also very good. The little prince and the rose, a well-known fairy tale, first made a good background foreshadowing, and the design concept given by the designer is also consistent with what she gave. The specific schemes and design backgrounds are very suitable, and there is a very flexible and natural sense of harmony.”
"In addition, from an operational point of view, a considerable part of the customer groups we face at Aristo are young women, including the promotion plan for online celebrity hotels that we published earlier, and the audience is very clear, so this manuscript has hit our part customer groups."
At the draft meeting, the person in charge is selecting the design draft he is more satisfied with.
Cen Sen came in halfway, motioned for everyone to continue, just listened on the sidelines, and never expressed his opinion from the beginning to the end.
But the person in charge carefully observed that when No. 052 showed the 3dmax design renderings, Cen Sen glanced at it, then fixed his gaze, and even showed a slight smile.
The first Junyi Yaji is initially expected to be equipped with 68 suites, taking a personalized high-end route.
Excluding the 23 well-known designers who were directly selected before, the remaining 45 guest rooms were all designed by young designers this time.
There was a slight dispute in the middle of the draft, but in the end the opinions were unified.
Ji Mingshu was concerned about the results of the draft competition, and was afraid of disturbing Cen Sen's work, so he could only stare at the phone helplessly, thinking that if he passed the project team, he would definitely reply to the email.
But she sat and waited and waited, but she didn't wait for the mail. She couldn't help but feel a little confused, and she didn't even have the energy to go shopping.
Jiang Chun didn't quite understand her integrity as a designer, but felt that she was doing a great job, and persuaded him plausibly: "Not just a guest room, he bought it for you, if you insist on designing it, he can't do it." Let you do it?"
"What do you say you are hypocritical? If you are ugly, you should be ugly. At worst, the suite will not be open to the public. From now on, it will be the private suite of your wife, the president. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"
"..."
"can you speak?"
Jiang Chun looked innocent.
Ji Mingshu looked her up and down, then stopped on the half-eaten pork floss shellfish in her hand, "I can't stop you from eating it!"