I Really Don't Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss

"—I respect the old and love the young now, can't I?"

It has been two days since Lu Jiayan returned to China, and Sheng Mingzhi can still imitate the yin and yang of this sentence vividly.

Shen Ling was wearing a bathrobe and fruit juice, and almost burst the mask on her face with laughter.

The private mansion, where the membership system is not open to the public, is elegant, unique, and quiet, and now it is surrounded by Shen Ling's devilish laughter.

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the box is good, but the two massage girls were startled calmly.

"Is he sick?" Sheng Mingzhiyou didn't bother to relieve his anger, hehe said: "Does he have to be so eccentric? He also deliberately mistook Sheng Xue for me, he is not as small-minded as a chicken."

As soon as she complained, Sheng Mingzhi started to dig up old scores.

He couldn't help but think of Lu Jiayan's previous convictions when he went abroad without saying a word three years ago, and he did such immoral things right after he got married, it just stomped Sheng Mingzhi's face on the ground and beat him.

Do you want to find him another news broadcast to report to the people of the whole country that Sheng Mingzhi is worthless in the Lu family?

Seeing that Sheng Mingzhi's anger grew more and more, Shen Ling swallowed back the sentence "It's not that you got your husband wrong first" that came to his lips.

Young Master Sheng is not easy to mess with, but an angry Young Master Sheng is even more difficult to mess with.

Those who follow others will prosper, and those who oppose others will perish.

Shen Ling took off the mask and patted her cheek, "Okay, don't be angry. Didn't you say that getting angry will cause wrinkles, and it's not worth being angry about Internet trolls, but it's worth being angry about your cheap husband?"

These words brought back Sheng Mingzhi's rationality, he calmed down a little, and forced his gaze to the wall-mounted TV in front of him to divert his attention.

Unfortunately, the movie that Qiao Yan won the award was randomly shown on the TV.

Sheng Mingzhi let out a "tsk", and changed the channel irritably, only to jump to the web drama he filmed with Huo Yuzhe half a year ago.

……

Does this broken TV have a grudge against him?

"Hey, look at Huo Yuzhe." Shen Ling suddenly sat up straight.

"I see, my eyes are not blind." Sheng Mingzhi frowned, and turned off the TV vigorously: "If you don't see it, you are blind."

"No." Shen Ling bumped his arm, slightly raised her chin: "Look outside, is it Huo Yuzhe who came in?"

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, following Shen Ling's gaze, he passed the screen carved with pineapple, and could vaguely see the two people Shi Shi came from in the corridor.

A man and a woman, the tall man is Huo Yuzhe, that's right, the woman walking with him looks to be in her 40s, a bit plump, with a mature temperament, holding Huo Yuzhe's arm, with an intimate posture.

This middle-aged woman Sheng Mingzhi and Shen Ling both know each other, and she has been on the trending searches recently.

The top management of Tianyang Entertainment is also the director of "Shine in the Stars" - that is, a popular variety show that Huo Yuzhe participated in recently.

Shen Ling's expression suddenly brightened.

Their ignorant rich second generation can't do anything, but their ability to identify whores, recognize mistresses and catch rapes is top-notch.

She immediately put the glasses on for Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi:?

"Catch the traitor." Shen Ling looked excited: "How can you see clearly without wearing glasses?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ...

"I'm stupid." Shen Ling's socialite rules were immediately left behind, and she sighed with emotion: "I said why Huo Yuzhe has soared as if he had opened up recently, and the resources are still so good, so it turns out that there are people on the top."

When talking about "above", Shen Ling blinked ambiguously.

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, she didn't seem very surprised.

He had worked with Huo Yuzhe before, so he knew that this person was not a man who could endure loneliness.At the beginning, he was able to have a secret relationship with Qiao Yan while sending flirty text messages to himself, but now he can cheat for his future.

There is no moral code.

In the entertainment industry, such complicated and dirty things happen all the time.

"The master of time management."

Recalling Huo Yuzhe and Qiao Yan's love Weibo on the hot search just now, Shen Ling made a concluding speech.

Huo Yuzhe's episode passed quickly.

With his coffee position, it is not necessary to waste the time of Master Shan Da to pay attention.

After the two came out of the massage parlor, they went to a private kitchen for dinner.

Shen Ling has a birthday party in the evening. She is a rich second generation in the Yunjing circle. Sheng Mingzhi is not familiar with him. Of course, she doesn't want to condescend to attend.

Yunjing wants to invite Sheng Mingzhi to the party and gala until next year. Do you think everyone can invite him?

He wants to pursue the entertainment industry, thank you.

I'm busy with my business.

After separating from Shen Ling, Sheng Mingzhi got in the special car directly.

He originally planned to go to the company, but dedication and love for his job is obviously not his personality design, besides, there is no announcement to be rushed by the [-]th line, and it is useless for him to pretend that he is busy.

Bentley turned his head and drove towards Xishan No. [-].

In the carriage, Sheng Mingzhi idly flipped through the trending searches on Weibo.

The sixth article is #胡宇哲向乔言甜节生#.

It seems that I really hugged the thigh of a rich woman, and the hot search is like buying it without money.

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, clicked in and found that there were about a hundred pieces of real discussion data, which was embarrassing to buy.

The young master took pleasure in other people's misfortune, and couldn't help wanting to like a few Weibo posts mocking the couple, but he remembered Xiao Wang's increasingly thinning hair.

It was rare for Sheng Mingzhi to show kindness, so he gave up the idea of ​​giving a thumbs up.

However, celebrating Qiao Yan's birthday in the morning and sleeping with the rich woman in the afternoon?

For a moment, Shen Ling's evaluation could not help appearing in his mind: he really deserves to be a master of time management.

As soon as the word came out, Sheng Mingzhi's hand paused.

What kind of master of time management is Huo Yuzhe, but Lu Jiayan is, right?

In my impression, Lu Jiayan is a perverted workaholic who works 24 hours a day, and seems to have no personal time at all.

Back then, the engagement and marriage were done in a hurry, and he even tried on suits by himself, which made Sheng Mingzhi doubt his own charm. He couldn't be so unattractive, could he?

Lu Jiayan first proposed to marry him, and being able to marry a man does not necessarily mean that he is not interested in men.

It was the same when returning to China this time, except for the one meeting at the family banquet, Sheng Mingzhi didn't even see him in the next two days.

It is said that they are husband and wife, but their relationship is too plastic. Even if they live in a villa, they still sleep in separate rooms.

Not to mention the mess that Lu Jiayan will face after returning to China.

Although he took the position of vice president of Shengjia, Lu Xiao is not easy to mess with.Lu Jiayan has developed abroad for three years, and Lu Xiao's foundation in China is not so easily shaken.

The brothers still have a vicious battle to unfold.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Sheng Mingzhi.

It doesn't matter whether Lu Jiayan is the president or the vice president, anyway, he only needs to use Lu Jiayan's card to swipe, buy, buy, buy, and think every day whether to go to Norway to see the sea or go diving in the Maldives.

——The little salary he received that month in Chasing Dream Entertainment was not enough for him to drink tea.

It's really not possible, Lu Jiayan is bankrupt and finished, and he still has his brother, Sheng Xu, the current executive chairman of Mingchen Bank.

His family's money is enough for him to spend his whole life.

Anyway, Sheng Mingzhi thought in his heart.

This young master can't bear any grievances, and can't bear any hardships.

When Sheng Mingzhi returned home, the Xishan No. [-] villa was as quiet as a painting.

The night is gentle, the full moon hangs high, reflected in the deep blue lake water, and there are calm ripples.

But soon, all of this was broken by Sheng Mingzhi himself.

There was no one at home, so he habitually turned on the million-dollar stereo in the living room with the remote control, and poured himself a glass of champagne.

Rock music instantly filled the entire villa, Sheng Mingzhi was immersed in it, as if he wanted to forget all the unpleasantness.

It's a way for him to let off steam.

After drinking a glass of champagne, Sheng Mingzhi became a little interested, and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water to dispel the faint sweet and sour taste in his mouth.

Then, the bottle of mineral water was temporarily appointed as a microphone, pointing at himself in the mirror.

Accompanied by the music, Sheng Mingzhi straddled his legs, jumped onto the sofa, and said solemnly: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, as the youngest actor ever to be awarded the award ceremony tonight, do you have any acceptance speech?"

"--first."

Sheng Mingzhi switched roles in a second, from a little reporter who interviewed him, to "Mr. Xiao Sheng, the best actor of all kinds."

"I feel that I am not grateful to anyone for this honor tonight. I only thank my hard work, diligence and dedication. Of course, my strength."

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Xiao Sheng has a very high opinion of him. But there is nothing wrong with that, after all, he is the young actor with the best reputation and reputation in domestic entertainment for more than ten years! He is also the only three-dwelling international superstar!"

"Oh no no no, I can't bear the words Deyi Shuangxin..."

"Mr. Xiaosheng, don't be modest. Huh? Isn't this Qiao Yan who hasn't received a notice for a year? He seems to have something to say? What? It's really hateful to insult Mr. Xiaosheng. , what do you think?"

"King of Movies" Mr. Xiao Sheng said brazenly: "Since that's the case, Mr. Xiao Sheng will use his own strength to prove it to everyone!"

Sheng Mingzhi got better and better, the champagne he drank probably played some role.

When he jumped off the sofa, he happened to step on the audio remote control, and the music changed, switching to a DJ hit hit by a certain king.

In an instant, the level of noise in the villa rose to another level. It was as if one person made a noise of a thousand people.

Sheng Mingzhi jumped from the living room on the first floor to the second floor, and while running up the stairs, he waved his hands around and even blew kisses.

In his world, there seems to be nothing illogical about the transition from a red carpet award ceremony to a concert with tens of thousands of people.

Sheng Mingzhi went up the stairs with a "thump, thud, thump" and leaned on the handrail on the second floor, echoing the lyrics along with the music:

"I dried up the silence, regretting very impulsively, wow!"

"Even if it's a mistake, it's just because I'm afraid of making a mistake—"

"Come on, let's call together!"

"Meng, break up and call!"

"Pain—wow!"

"Can you, give me time for a song! Yay!"

A DJ with a strong rhythm is getting louder and louder in the room.

Sheng Mingzhi's dancing posture like a group of demons dancing wildly was even more horrible, and he could barely see some rhythm.

"Friends in the back—" Teacher Xiao Sheng sang selflessly and cheered loudly, showing a delicate waist when he raised his arms high: "Hold up your piano and let me see it!"

He stumbled back a few steps.

Under the strong rhythm of the music, the insignificant sound of the door opening behind Sheng Mingzhi was covered up.

It wasn't until he had no way to retreat and hit a human wall that Sheng Mingzhi's rationality flew back to his mind from nine days away.

He turned his head, then froze.

I saw that the door of the master bedroom on the second floor opened at some point. Lu Jiayan looked like he was still awake, with his neckline half open and his collarbone deep, like an alluring male vixen.Pale complexion, wearing a black silk shirt, leaning on his forehead, looking at him with a slight frown.

That expression, as if his wife had just died—maybe it wasn't just dead, maybe he was going to kill his wife soon.

……

……

Teacher Xiao Sheng's [-]-person concert came to an abrupt end.

His body was frozen in place, his mind was blank, and his heart was on the verge of collapse.

Half shame, half shock.

Lu Jiayan... why is he at home? !

—Is he dead? !No sound at all at home? !

Lu Jiayan gave a "tsk", bent down and took the remote control in Sheng Mingzhi's hand, and turned off the stereo.

The music stopped suddenly, and the silence in the villa reached a creepy level.

After a while, Lu Jiayan let out a breath slowly, breaking the silence.

Seeing Sheng Mingzhi's stunned look, most of the anger he had accumulated just now dissipated, but his tone of voice still carried his usual indifference and meanness.

"Here, the youngest movie star of Sanliao, an international superstar of Sanqi, a young artist with both virtue and skill, and the rising Ziwei star teacher Xiaosheng in the entertainment industry."

"Can you please give me a song to sleep, I haven't closed my eyes for 24 hours."

Oh.

How could he have given himself so many titles just now? !

Is he mocking me?