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But let alone a cannon, Zhong Heng didn't even show up.

Zhu Shen was not surprised by this.Now Zhong Heng is the only one left in the Zhong family, and he is very busy taking care of the huge group.

Some people are busy, some people are very idle.

The idler Zhu Shen couldn't sleep at night, and was lying comfortably on a chair in the backyard looking at the stars.

Xiaoyan knew that he didn't like noise, so she specially booked this resort hotel for him according to his preferences.Dozens of villas are meandering along the hillside. Looking down from the air, the shadows of the lamps are ethereal in the night mist, as if the astrolabe in the sky has been messed up, scattered to the middle of the mountain, and a stream of light is connected.

Zhu Shen was wearing a snow-white nightgown, his light-colored hair was a little disheveled by the night wind, and he seemed a little lonely in the empty backyard for no reason.

After staring at the stars for a while, Zhu Shen pushed the chair and stood up, licking his lips, he seemed to be addicted to cigarettes.

There were only two cigarettes left in the cigarette case on the table next to him, and he was holding one of them, looking for a lighter everywhere.Zhu Shen has a long-standing problem of being lost and lost. He searched the backyard but failed, so he had to go indoors to continue searching.

When passing by the living room, Zhu Shen saw a dark shadow hovering on the monitor monitoring the door. He frowned, moved closer to identify it, and found that the person outside was actually Zhong Heng.

——It seems that it has been here for a long time.

Zhu Shen opened the door, and the people outside were obviously taken aback, showing a hint of astonishment.

"Zhong Heng?" Zhu Shen was taken aback.

Zhong Heng stood at the door covered in moonlight, his shadow was stretched out, and he replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Not knowing if it was because the wind outside was too cold, Zhong Heng's voice was slightly hoarse.

Zhu Shen was stunned at the door, thinking that Zhong Heng was just talking about it and would not come.

Zhong Heng glanced at him: "Haven't slept yet?"

"Can't sleep." Zhu Shen mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth, "Why didn't you knock on the door when you came?"

Zhong Heng didn't speak.

At 12:30 in the morning, the flowing night wind rushed between the two of them, causing small ripples in their hearts.

As soon as he didn't speak, he looked very cold, like a piece of ice stuck at the door, Zhu Shen subconsciously gathered his nightgown, and gently rubbed his palm on his arm.

"I'm late." Zhong Heng stared at him, then walked in.

Seeing him dragging the box, Zhu Shen couldn't help turning sideways to give way. The moment the two bowed their heads and rubbed shoulders, Zhu Shen felt even more chilly.

Zhong Heng was still wearing a well-tailored black three-piece suit, and his hair was neatly combed. Perhaps a few strands had fallen slightly on his forehead due to the exhaustion of the journey, but it did not hinder his hair. He has an elite and capable temperament.

Zhu Shen shrugged, expressing that he didn't care. Compared with this, he cared more: "Do you have a lighter?"

Zhong Heng paused, "No."

Zhu Shen looked very disappointed, but he still didn't take the cigarette out of his mouth, and embedded his body into the soft sofa as if he had no bones.

Zhong Heng hung his coat on the hanger, turned around and sat on the small sofa beside him, crossed his long legs, glanced at the boneless Zhu Shen, and asked him in a deep voice: "How have these two months been?" Okay?"

Zhu Shen was caught by his gaze and became a little guilty. He only felt that Zhong Heng was worthy of being an experienced business negotiator, so he passed the knife in front of him calmly without saying a word.

Speaking of which, the two have been married for nearly two months.

They got married on New Year's Day, because the elders said they wanted to ask for a lottery to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

On the day of the wedding, people from the upper circles of Yancheng came to congratulate each other. The ostentation was very grand, and it could be regarded as the most extravagant wedding in Yancheng in the past 20 years.At that time, the media overwhelmingly tweeted and blogged about the progress of the live broadcast, and the whole people paid attention to it, wishing the newlywed couple well.

Unexpectedly, on the night when the wedding banquet was about to end, a certain couple couldn't hold on to the complicated and exhausting scene, so they changed their clothes, booked the fastest flight, and hid here as if fleeing.

Zhu Shen felt that what he did was really not very authentic. When he ran away, the media with a keen sense of smell stole/photographed his airport map, and issued a news that night to question the relationship between the two.Zhong Zhu and his family urgently issued a statement to wipe his ass, saying that he was going to country D to prepare for an art exhibition, and he was pretending to be a dedicated artist inside and outside the words.

However, Zhu Shen, who originally had no intention of holding an art exhibition, had no choice but to follow the wishes of the two families and hold an art exhibition here.

Zhu Shen fumbled around in embarrassment, and finally found a crushed matchbox in the crack of the sofa-fortunately, there was the last match inside.

He finally relaxed, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a sound of "呵", he struck the matchstick and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

The smoke is thin and long, held between the slender and white fingers, very much like a lady's cigarette.Zhu took a deep breath and took the cigarette out of his mouth. The nicotine quickly calmed his mind. He tilted his head and finally turned his gaze to Zhong Heng beside him.

The two sat not far away, but not close.Zhu Shen squinted lazily at Zhong Heng, raised his mouth, and exhaled slowly towards him, the smoke rings that he exhaled circled in the air, and gradually dispersed towards Zhong Heng.

In the misty white mist, a pair of bright red lips loomed.

Below, is his clear and straight collarbone, opening up a seductive scene in the not completely covered bathrobe.

The smoke at Zhu Shen's fingertips was burning slowly. Seeing Zhong Heng staring at him intently, he seemed to want to hear something from his mouth.

Remembering that he hadn't answered the question just now, Zhu Shen blew out another smoke ring and answered him calmly: "Not bad."

Zhong Heng stopped talking to him, took out the computer from his bag, put it on his lap and started working.

Putting on the gold-rimmed glasses, Zhong Heng began to focus on the screen.His ten fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, and for a while, only the sound of keyboard tapping and email notifications remained in the quiet house.

Zhu Shen smoked a cigarette unhurriedly, turned his head and looked at Zhong Heng's serious work, and couldn't help frowning.

He would really like to ask Zhong Heng, why does he have to take a flight of more than ten hours to come to country D?

After smoking a cigarette, Zhu Shen stretched his waist. Just as he was about to leave the living room that made him feel uncomfortable, he heard the silent person beside him say, "Going to bed?"

"It's early." Zhu Shen smiled.

It was less than one o'clock, and Zhu Shen had always suffered from insomnia, and it was common for him to go to bed at dawn, not to mention that he was even more energetic after smoking a cigarette.

He doesn't sleep, but Zhong Heng wants to sleep.It was only then that Zhu Shen remembered that he hadn't arranged a room for Zhong Heng, so he pointed at the room next to his own and said, "You can sleep there later."

Zhong Heng followed his hand and looked over, nodded, expressing that he knew what was in his mind, and when he looked back, he saw a few plates full of dishes that had not been touched by anyone on the small table, and asked Zhu Shen: " Didn't you have dinner?"

Xiaoyan is in charge of Zhu Shen's three meals a day here, and Xiaoyan will take care of Zhu Shen's meals at mealtimes and send them food that Zhu Shen may like to eat.But Zhu Shen has a bad stomach and is a picky eater, so there are not many things that can suit his appetite.For example, tonight, he didn't touch any of these things.

"I'm not hungry."

Zhong Heng glanced at him again.

Zhu Shen was uncomfortable under Zhong Heng's scrutiny, but Zhong Heng took off his glasses, closed his laptop, and walked to the kitchen.

Zhu Shen also walked over, secretly wondering if this person was hungry?

Also, his plane was delayed by more than four hours, so he must be hungry.But there was really nothing here that could be offered to entertain him.

Zhu Shen doesn't know how to start a business, so there are no ingredients in the resort hotel he lives in.

Zhong Heng searched the cabinets and refrigerators, and all he could use was long strips of spaghetti and a few eggs.

He unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled them up to his elbows, revealing his muscular and graceful arms, stretched with light blue tendons, as if he contained great strength.

Zhu Shen was taken aback for a moment: "Do you want to cook?"

Zhong Heng parted his thin lips lightly, and said to him, "Go get two bowls."

Zhu Shen shrugged and obediently followed suit.

Seeing him stepping on the floor barefoot, Zhong Heng said, "Put on your shoes."

Zhu Shen looked back at him, saw that his complexion was really not good, so he didn't turn against him, went to the entrance, pulled on a pair of white fur slippers, and bent down to take two bowls from the cupboard for him.

I saw Zhong Heng took the bowl and put it together with the pot of the sink to rinse.After washing it, he boiled the water, sprinkled a little salt, and grabbed a handful of long noodles and put it in.

——It is the cooking method of vermicelli, but the pasta takes a little longer to cook than vermicelli.Zhong Heng patiently stirred it with a long spoon, and when the noodles were almost cooked, he cracked two eggs into it.After the noodles were cooked through, Zhong Heng scooped the noodle soup and poached eggs into two bowls respectively.

Fragrant and steaming.

Zhu Shen didn't expect that Zhong Heng's late-night snack would be included in his share. Just as he was about to refuse, Zhong Heng handed him the fork, and said in a hoarse voice, "Eat with me."

Zhu Shen raised his eyebrows and did not refuse.

Not knowing whether it was because of Zhong Heng's voice or Zhong Heng's tone when he said this, Zhu Shen, who was used to being alone, unexpectedly sat in the dining room and shared a table with Zhong Heng to eat noodles.

With the idea of ​​giving face to people who came from afar, he took a sip of this non-Chinese noodles, but he found it surprisingly delicious just after taking a sip.

Zhong Heng turned his head slightly to look at Zhu Shen's expression, and saw that when he started to move the chopsticks for the second time, his face turned pale, and he started to eat too.

After taking the third bite, Zhu Shen couldn't help it: "Zhong Heng, your food is so delicious!"

Zhong Heng was taken aback, the fork and the rim of the bowl lightly collided with a crisp sound, and he turned his head to look at Zhu Shen.

Seeing that Zhong Heng didn't answer, Zhu Shen instantly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, took a sip of the soup, and said nothing.

The atmosphere instantly became awkward.

Zhu Shen had a small stomach and couldn't eat anymore after two more mouthfuls, but seeing that Zhong Heng hadn't left the table, he couldn't leave, so he had nothing to say and asked, "How have you been these two months?" ?”

After asking, he suddenly felt that he was really heartless.

On the day of the wedding banquet, he swaggered away, and Zhong Heng, who was also the protagonist of the wedding banquet, probably would not have a good time.

For a while, there were speculations about their marriage and Zhu Shen’s change of heart. Most of the newspapers published derogatory words about Zhu Shen, but Zhong Heng defended him very much. : "I don't need to tell you about Zhu Shen's itinerary, as long as he likes, he can go anywhere."

When Zhong Heng, who always showed his cold face, said these words coldly, people noticed a bit of sweetness.For a while, the public opinion reversed again. Everyone didn't care where Zhu Shen was going, but only cared when the couple could get back together.

Countless people are looking forward to it, just waiting for the sweets from the newlyweds.

When Zhu Shen saw this interview from Xiaoyan, he was still very grateful to Zhong Heng for his righteousness.

Even though he knew that the two were a community of interests, and Zhong Heng said it was not for him, he still sent a message to say thank you to Zhong Heng.

He remembered that at that time it was displayed that Zhong Heng was inputting, but when it was displayed, the news there was silent.

He had no choice but to forget about it.

"That day, I didn't expect to be photographed by the media." After two months, Zhu Shen mentioned this matter to Zhong Heng for the first time, with a hint of apology in his voice.

Zhong Heng stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and gave him a soft "hmm" as an answer.

Zhu Shen guessed that he might be angry.In my impression, Zhong Heng has always been like this. He has been taciturn since the time I met him in high school.

It's just that the current Zhong Heng looks colder and duller than in high school, making it difficult for people to get close.Glance at you lightly, and you will wonder if you have offended him somewhere.

For a long time, I only heard Zhong Heng gently calling Zhu Shen's name.

Zhu Shen looked at him.

Zhong Heng said slowly: "Even if you marry me, you are still free."

Zhu Shen's heart suddenly tightened.

This was the second time he had heard Zhong Heng say this.

The first time was when the two of them signed the postnuptial agreement on the second day after they received the certificate.

The two elders of their marriage are happy to see it come to fruition, especially the Zhong family, who is the only grandson left, so they naturally want to find a family background to match.

Looking at the upper circles in Yancheng, if you want to say that the family background is the best, you can't go out of the four families of Zhu Zhong Bofu on Ruyi Mountain, and among these four families, Zhu Shen is the only unmarried person of the right age.

The two had been arranged by the elders for a blind date more than half a year ago, but they hadn't gotten together at that time.

But then, somehow figured it out.

Zhong Heng is the illegitimate son of the Zhong family, and was brought into the Zhong family as his successor by his grandfather, Mr. Zhong, when he was in danger a few years ago.Because of his status as an illegitimate child, he was constrained by the Zhong family and needed a strong backup.But Zhu Shen had already given up on love, so he simply complied with his grandfather's wishes.

Wuai was light, and taking advantage of the brain paralyzed by alcohol that night, the two hit it off and settled on a two-year marriage agreement.

In the past two years, Zhong Heng relied on the support of the Zhu family to obtain equity and gained a firm foothold in the family.And Zhu Shen has a nominal husband, which can be regarded as reassuring to his grandfather.

After marriage, the two live their own lives and do not interfere with each other. They only fit together and act for others when necessary.

Under the chandelier on the dining table, Zhu Shen supported his head and looked at Zhong Heng, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and said to him: "Zhong Heng, you are free too."

Zhong Heng's eyes were deep and he didn't answer.

After packing up the tableware, he asked Zhu Shen when he planned to return to Yancheng.

Zhu Shen seriously thought about his itinerary, and he asked casually, "Do you want me to go back to China?"

Zhong Heng only said: "Grandfather hopes that you can return to Yancheng."

Mr. Zhong's health has not been very good in recent years, and he has left all the affairs of the group to Zhong Heng. Now, as half of Zhong's family, Zhu Shen should visit him.

So Zhu Shen smiled: "It should."

Zhong Heng was a little surprised, and when he was about to speak, he heard him say: "Isn't our marriage just for the elders to see?"

Only when Mr. Zhong is satisfied can he give all the shares to Zhong Heng with confidence.

I wish the old man is satisfied, so that he won't push Zhu Shen so hard.

Zhong Heng tightened his lips, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and his voice was as cold as ice: "You are right."