A Guide To Fake Marriages

The night was drooping, and the lights on both sides of the street were on. Lin Jingse held the phone, his eyes fell on the car window without much focus, in a daze.

To be honest, if it weren't for her mother's phone call, she would have forgotten about her marriage.

Fu Shengge broke the silence: "Your grandfather doesn't know about your marriage?"

Lin Jingse leaned her head back against the back of the chair, with no expression on her face: "I don't know."

Fu Shengge gave a tut, and tapped his fingertips on the steering wheel: "Does it cause serious consequences if I know it?"

The neon flickering outside the window, Lin Jingse turned to look at her amidst the dappled light and shadow, his voice was extremely weak: "Guess."

Fu Sheng's song is silly.

Lin Jingse retracted his gaze, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and sent a message to Lu Yunjuan.

Girlfriend: Sister, how are your legs?

When Lu Yunjuan saw this message, it was already half an hour later.

She squatted in the vegetable field and gave Lin Jingse a message back: It's almost broken.

Although it was not interrupted, but exhausted, it was miserable.

Lin Jingse's news came back quickly: Where are you, sister? I'm at the door of my house.

Lu Yunjuan raised his eyebrows, presumably Lin's father and Lin's mother had informed Lin Jingse of the news.

She was about to reply when she heard Lin Jingse's shout from the yard.

"Sister," Lin Jingse shouted while standing in the yard, "where are you?"

"Come on, don't shout," Lu Yunjuan came out of the vegetable garden, "Why did you come back?"

"Fu Shengge sent me back," Lin Jingse walked to her, a little anxious, "Why did you come back? Did you ask for leave with the crew?"

"How do I come back without asking for leave?" Lu Yunjuan smiled, and pointed his chin in the direction of the living room. "Go home first. Grandpa and they are all here."

"I asked for leave as soon as I joined the group. The director is not angry, right?" Lin Jingse asked.

"What are you angry about?" Lu Yun curled his eyebrows lightly, with a slight smile on his lips, "If you give me money, I ask for leave. They take a rest, or take my money and eat and play while having fun. , What's to be angry about."

Lin Jingse said with an expression: "How much is it?"

Lu Yunjuan slowly stretched out a finger.

Lin Jingse breathed a sigh of relief: "One hundred thousand."

Lu Yunjuan was happy: "What good things are you thinking of, the whole group rests collectively, and the cost of venue and boarding and lodging is more than 100,000."

Lin Jingse: "..."

Lin Jingse rushed into the living room without looking back.

She looked at the grandfather who was sitting on the sofa and eating melon seeds, and tried to calm down as much as possible: "My sister and the crew came back from leave. Do you know the concept of taking a day off and the crew shutting down? Do you know how much the venue costs for a day? The crew? There are hundreds of people up and down, do you know how much the room and board cost for a day? Do you know how much money my sister was cheated by the director today?"

That's a whole million, Lin Jingsesheng thought imperceptibly, he hadn't forgotten that Lu Yunjuan said before that half of her income after marriage.

The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and she couldn't breathe: "Grandpa, you made me lose half a million."

Elder Lin didn't bother to lift his eyelids: "What is 500,000?"

Lin Jingse: "My sister was cheated by the director."

Old man Lin said lightly, "It's not your money."

Lin Jingse: "Sister said, all the money she earns is mine..."

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was tightly covered by the sudden hand behind him.

Lin Jingse recovered and struggled in Lu Yunjuan's arms: "Mum, mum, mum, mum!"

To translate this sentence, it is probably: Sister, you let me go, my 500,000 yuan!

Lu Yunjuan had just finished planing the vegetable field, and he couldn't take care of the mud at the moment. For fear that Lin Jingse would leak the contract marriage matter, he would directly lose a pair of legs.

She clutched Lin Jingse's mouth tightly, and under Grandpa's scrutiny gaze, she categorically said: "It's all yours."

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Jingse struggled more intensely in his arms.

Lin Jingse's heart was dripping blood, and he slammed Lu Yunjuan's hand away, facing Old Man Lin with a muddy face: "Grandpa, you pay me one million."

Master Lin's action of nibbling melon seeds paused, puzzled: "How come it doubles in minutes?"

Lu Yunjuan almost wanted to steam the crab, which pot could not be opened, she closed her eyes peacefully, waiting to lose her legs.

No, the crab said something human.

"Her money is mine," Lin Jingse said while wiping her face, looking back at Lu Yunjuan in a heartache without losing sense, "Sister, how old are you, why are you still playing in the mud."

Lu Yunjuan's breathing was stagnant, and he almost blurted out a national curse.

Old man Lin explained for Lu Yunjuan: "Granddaughter-in-law is helping me grow vegetables."

Lin Jingse was dumbfounded. He looked at Lu Yunjuan's muddy hands and Lu Yunjuan's dusty clothes. Finally he cast an incredulous gaze on his grandfather's face: "She threw her money to ask for leave. She grows vegetables?"

The corners of Lu Yunjuan's mouth raised subconsciously, somehow, an inexplicable warmth was born in his heart.

She looked at Lin Jingse, who was protecting the shorts: "It's okay..."

"What's okay, why is it okay?" Lin Jingse said without looking back, his eyes still on his grandfather's face, "I married her back to grow vegetables for you?"

Lu Yunjuan: "..."

Why does this sound so awkward?

Old man Lin suspiciously: "Marry it back?"

Lin Jingse said with little confidence: "Yes, what's the problem with marrying back?"

Lu Yunjuan: "...baby."

The baby waved his hand: "Don't speak for Grandpa."

Lu Yunjuan: "..."

Lu Yunjuan turned around silently and squatted back to the vegetable garden to grow vegetables.

The voice in the living room came intermittently.

Lin Jingse: "How can you treat her like this? Who is not the little princess in the family anymore, a lady who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with all his fingers, will grow vegetables when he comes to our house? Is it fair?"

Old man Lin: "Is it fair to get the certificate without telling me?"

Lin Jingse: "..."

Old man Lin: "The flash marriage is out of the closet and we are all alive. Is it fair to say?"

Lin Jingse: "..."

Lin Jingse was defeated.

In the evening, Lu Yunjuan felt that he was incomplete and lost all his three souls and seven souls. His left eye wrote who I am, his right eye wrote where I was, and his forehead was printed with Don't Know.

She leaned against the wall faintly, and beckoned to the crab squatting in front of the French window: "Baby."

The baby looked left and right, and made sure that his grandfather was not there before he jumped to Lu Yunjuan's side with confidence, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, how are you?"

Lu Yunjuan hung on her like a boneless body, and whispered in her ear: "I want to smoke a cigarette."

Lin Jingse understood instantly, pointing to the courtyard gate and whispering: "Let's sneak out."

Lu Yunjuan hesitated for a moment, his voice lowered subconsciously, like a thief: "How to slip?"

How to slip?

mom!

Lin Jingse had this word in his mind at the moment.

So she turned her head and pointed at the room: "Mom, my sister and I went out to buy a popsicle."

Lu Yunjuan twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to say what season it was, and used it as an excuse to buy popsicles.

In the room, Father Lin, who was controlled by her grandfather, looked at each other. She wanted to help her daughter-in-law, but she didn't dare, so she had to pretend to be too aggressive and we didn't hear anything.

Outside the house, Lin Jingse dragged Lu Yunjuan and ran away, shouting as he ran: "We're going to buy popsicles."

"..."

The door slammed closed, and the controlled Father Lin and Mother Lin collectively glared at Grandpa.

Mother Lin: "Dad, the two of you are in a good relationship, how angry are you?"

Father Lin: "Juanjuan is busy at work. You call someone, and you can't help but tell people to go home immediately. Juanjuan left behind the money and asked for leave and came back. You are not satisfied. Juanjuan returned to our house. After being instructed by you for a day before and after the run, you were still unsatisfied with a busy schedule and no rest for a while. I wonder, do you have to see their red books turn green to be satisfied?"

Elder Lin glanced at him: "When did I say that I was not satisfied?"

Father Lin: "Do you still need to talk? It's all written on your face! Me! No! Full! Meaning!"

Elder Lin snorted coldly: "Isn't I always this face?"

Father Lin: "Yes, you're right, you keep stink...no, what do you mean?"

Elder Lin glanced at him lightly, then turned and went back to the room: "It means she is more pleasing to your eyes than you."

Father Lin: "..."

Mother Lin: "..."

The autumn wind was bleak, Lu Yunjuan's expression at the moment was more bleak than Qiu Feng.

She lazily leaned against the wall, smoking a popsicle without a bite...No, smoking a cigarette: "Baby."

"Hey," the baby chuckled a popsicle shiveringly, still carrying a bag in his hand.

"Grandpa is not here, who are you acting for?" Lu Yunjuan felt cold when she looked at her, "Isn't it cold?"

"It's okay," Lin Jingse slowed down while chewing on the popsicles, put a hat on himself while chewing, and even retracted a hand into his pocket.

For a moment, she suddenly said: "But I don't think you are good enough."

Of course, Lu Yunjuan knew what this sentence was not good enough.

She smiled and pressed her waist, and said, "It's okay, it's still alive."

"Back pain?" Lin Jingse approached her and scratched her waist.

"It's not painful, I can't tell what it feels like, sour, sleepy," Lu Yunjuan spit out smoke, "I'm sick."

"How did you do it?" Lin Jingse finished the last bite of the popsicle and threw the stick into the trash can.

"I fell while filming an action scene," Lu Yunjuan said, "I didn't feel how painful it was at the time, so I didn't care about it, and then I fell ill."

"Go back and press it for you," Lin Jingse said.

Lu Yunjuan did not speak, just looked at her.

"What's the matter?" Lin Jingse wiped his face, "Is there any mud?"

"Nothing," Lu Yun said with a flick of soot, "After spending a day at your house, I almost thought he was really married."

Lin Jingse thought for a while: "Sister."

Lu Yunjuan lazily: "Huh?"

Lin Jingse's apricot eyes crooked: "Is it okay to feel married?"

Lu Yunjuan was stunned for a moment, and smiled sharply: "Is it okay to marry a wife?"

Lin Jingse turned a deaf ear and pushed her home.

Lu Yunjuan squinted his eyes halfway, teasing: "The expression you showed in the living room just now while protecting the shortness, seems to be quite enjoyable?"