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

Is there anything more embarrassing than a husband and wife meeting at a family banquet and both admitting the wrong person?

If you want to divide Sheng Mingzhi's life into one, two or three social death scenes, the current scene will definitely rank first.

Sheng Mingzhi even had dozens of seconds, his brain was blank.

Until Lu Jiayan took a step forward, took off his suit and draped it over his shoulders.

There is already a cool smile in his voice, unlike a good person, Lu Jiayan always hides a knife in his smile: "I miss my husband so much, so you're dumbfounded?"

Oh.

Turns out he did it on purpose.

Not only was it intentional, but now it's yin and yang that I recognize the wrong person.

Sheng Mingzhi's heart slowly calmed down, and then there was a faint anger burning.

"Mingzhi, are you alright?"

The man who is similar to Lu Jia's extended seven points has a gentle and concerned tone.

Since it was Lu Jiayan who dressed himself.

So the man he admitted was wrong could be imagined, that was Lu Jiayan's eldest brother, Lu Xiao.

It is also Lu Jiayan's former number one rival.

As the second son, Lu Jiayan didn't have any advantages in Sheng Jiazhong back then, so he married Sheng Mingzhi in business to consolidate his family status.

Three years of overseas market development has announced the final heir of the Lu family, and Lu Jiayan's return to China at this time also shows that he will soon take over as the vice president of Shengjia Group headquarters.

But as Lu Jiayan's lover, he recognized her husband's nemesis as her husband at the first family banquet when the other party returned to China.

…

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly felt a little guilty.

"I'm fine." Sheng Mingzhi smiled awkwardly: "Brother Lu, I was joking with Brother Jiayan, I'm sorry, don't take offense."

He is now embarrassed to dig a hole on the spot and bury himself.

Lu Xiao went down the pole very considerately: "It seems that Mingzhi's alcohol intake is the same as before, but still so light."

This Oolong, who recognized the wrong person, was quickly dismissed by the omnipotent reason of drinking too much, under the tacit acquiescence of everyone.

Sheng Mingzhi just wanted to find an excuse to go upstairs to change his clothes and leave this sad place that made him die.

As a result, the old man knew about this scene, and he wanted Lu Jiayan to accompany him no matter what.

The couple's loving wife was here, and Sheng Mingzhi couldn't bear it, so he pretended to be happy and went up to the second floor of the villa with Lu Jiayan.

Passing through the corridor, the buzzing voices in the hall seemed to be isolated to another world, and suddenly quieted down.

Sheng Mingzhi's embarrassment had not yet passed, so he only left the back of his head for Lu Jiayan.

The champagne on his clothes exuded a faint smell of alcohol, which could not be said to be pleasant. Sheng Mingzhi, who has always been a bit of a clean-smelling man, frowned slightly.

Pushing open the door of the cloakroom, the silence along the way was finally broken by Lu Jiayan.

"Sheng Mingzhi, if we haven't seen you for three years, are you going to keep looking at me with the back of your head?"

First and last name.

No matter how many years have passed, he doesn't seem to have called him by his nickname.

He is obviously six years older than him, but he has absolutely no idea how to write the words "respect the old and love the young".

Both disgusting and aloof.

Sheng Mingzhi's anger that had subsided inexplicably grew, so he turned his head and sneered: "Is it necessary to look at you in the face, anyway, President Lu doesn't recognize what I look like."

He also deliberately recognized him as Sheng Xue, how much of a heart? Need to take revenge like this?

Lu Jiayan looked nonchalant and replied as if it were a matter of course: "Isn't plastic surgery popular in your entertainment industry? Isn't it normal for me to admit my mistake?"

"…"

Oh.

In addition to revenge, but also sophistry.

"Thank you." Sheng Mingzhi smiled slightly, gnashing his teeth quite a bit: "As long as you go to dim sum, you know that the entertainment industry is not popular."

—Outrageous, does he still want to thank Dade and thank Lu Jiayan for taking time out of his busy schedule to learn about the entertainment industry? !

There is no need to pretend to be a loving husband in private, Sheng Mingzhi rolled his eyes after saying this.

He and Lu Jiayan have a separate master bedroom on the first floor of the old house, and they have access to the cloakroom. Occasionally, during festivals, they live directly in the villa, so the nanny has prepared a lot of Sheng Mingzhi's clothes.

The Lu family is obviously very satisfied with his "grandson-in-law". The purchase is completely based on Sheng Mingzhi's picky character. The cloakroom is full of new season's haute couture. A repetition, luxury to the level of extravagance.

Lu Jiayan leaned leisurely against the door and raised his eyes. From the exaggerated decorations in the cloakroom and the almost overflowing clothes, it could be seen that Sheng Mingzhi had hardly made any progress in the past three years.

Arrogant and self-willed, vanity is empty, like a small flower peacock.

Sheng Mingzhi quickly changed his clothes.

He threw the lofty suit that he was wearing on his body on the ground at will, knowing that this young master would not come to it for a second time.

"Do you still want your coat? Don't let me throw it away."

Sheng Mingzhi fixed the Windsor knot in front of the mirror with a focused expression. Although he asked for Lu Jiayan's opinion, he didn't even look at him, and only focused on combing his shiny feathers.

The suit Lu Jiayan used to drape over his shoulders had been thrown on the sofa by Sheng Mingzhi.

Of course Sheng Mingzhi wasn't confident enough to think that he could wait for Lu Jiayan's reply.

Sure enough, when he buttoned the last cuff, Lu Jiayan was already sitting at the desk in the master bedroom and was calling someone.

As the current core figure of Shengjia's board of directors, Lu Jiayan's twenty-four hours are precious, and the time allocation is accurate to the second.

Sheng Mingzhi had long been accustomed to his normal state of handling official business anytime, anywhere, so he waited at the door to go down with him, so as not to be seen by the old man.

At this moment, the phone vibrated with a "buzz". Sheng Mingzhi was used to mute for work reasons.

It was the voice sent by Xiao Wang.

Sheng Mingzhi looked at Lu Jiayan who was on the phone, and clicked on voice-to-text.

As a result, the hand slipped and the voice was released directly.

"Mingzhi, have you seen your husband-"

Sheng Mingzhi was startled.

Lu Jiayan didn't hang up, but raised his eyebrows, his eyes moved, and fell on him. There seemed to be some questioning in his eyes, as if he was asking who the man in WeChat was.

Who do you care about?

Sheng Mingzhi rolled his eyes inwardly. He could admit his lover's plastic husband wrong at the banquet. What qualifications do he have to enforce his husband's right to check?

Then, the second half of the little queen's voice sounded in the empty and somewhat lonely bedroom:

"—How is his old man's health recently?"

…

…

At this time, Lu Jiayan just hung up the phone.

The second half of the little queen's sentence was like a blast of thunder, circling the room for three days.

Deathly silence.

Lu Jiayan looked at Sheng Mingzhi with a slightly cool look.

Sheng Mingzhi: …

"Old man?"

Lu Jiayan seemed to laugh angrily, the peach blossom eyes lost the smile, and the voice was cool, which made Sheng Mingzhi feel cool too.

"You are-"

"That's how you describe me to people?"

Sheng Mingzhi opened his mouth dryly.

Looking at Lu Jiayan's appearance of finding fault, he somehow remembered the lace news he saw today, and the anger in his heart rose again.

I haven't asked him to settle accounts yet, how dare he murder me?

As we all know, up to now, no one who dares to kill the young master Sheng has been born.

"Isn't it right?" Sheng Mingzhi sneered: "You are not old."

Disrespectful to the old and bullying children.

Lu Jiayan has probably only heard people praise him for being handsome since he was a child. He has never been called old. He never thought that the first time he was called old, he heard it from his lover whom he hadn't seen in three years.

Therefore, his face froze for a moment, not ugly, but not a good face.

Sheng Mingzhi laughed angrily when he saw that he turned his face faster than anyone else.

"Why, Mr. Lu thinks I'm wrong? Yes, I'm really wrong. Although Mr. Lu looks old, his mentality is younger than anyone else!"

At the end, Sheng Mingzhi's voice increased a little.

"As soon as I returned to China, I went straight to the film festival to meet my lover. Those who didn't know it thought I was dead. Should I praise you that the more you live, the younger you are, and the older you are, the stronger you are?!"

A lot of age?

Growing old?

After hearing these two words, Lu Jiayan had an absurd smile in his eyes.

For a time, the little patience left was exhausted at this moment, showing a bit of coldness.

It's just that before he could answer, Sheng Mingzhi became more and more angry, feeling that this marriage really couldn't go on.

It's okay to ask him to "stay as a widow for three years", and now he dares to spread his branches and leaves? Are you Lu Jiayan here to restore the monarchy and also bring three palaces and six courtyards?

Before he died, Lu Jiayan dared to find Xiaoqing outside to slap him in the face.

Sheng Mingzhi, the arrogant young master, is not someone who is willing to let go.

The word "divorce" was already on his lips, but Sheng Mingzhi was still irrational, so he just swallowed back with anger.

Born in such a wealthy family, marriage has always been a matter of choice, even if it is a divorce.

In the end, what ended the sudden quarrel was Sheng Mingzhi's voice slamming the door.

Nothing has changed from three years ago, even the way of expressing anger is exactly the same.

There was a quarrel in the evening, and the loving husband couldn't go on. Sheng Mingzhi wasn't so cheeky to pretend to make up.

Fortunately, the old man had a lot of entertainment tonight, so he didn't pay attention to the subtle atmosphere between the husband and wife.

After three rounds of drinking, Lu Jiayan was already a little drunk, and the banquet ended as time went by.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Lu, Sheng Mingzhi and Lu Jiayan got into the special car Bentley and drove all the way to the No. 1 courtyard on Xishan Road in the city center.

No. 1 Xishan is one of the properties owned by Shengjia, and only eight villas are listed for sale.

Sheng Mingzhi has been living in the No. 1 Courtyard on Xishan Road since he got married. It is a two-story duplex French villa with front and rear yards, surrounded by a crescent moon lake, backed by International Trade Finance, and next to Yunting Building. Yunjing, the top ten luxury houses in the row.

Silent all the way in the car, Lu Jiayan closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if to ease his drinking.

Sheng Mingzhi was tossing around with his mobile phone in his arms, thinking that he was probably patrolling his Weibo Square.

Clicking in is nothing more than black powder scolding him for three consecutive times. Today, some new black points have been added: scolding him for wearing fakes on the red carpet, bumping into shirts with Qiao Yan, whoever is ugly is embarrassing.

Sheng Mingzhi replied expressionlessly: "I can see that Qiao Yan is very embarrassed (Soybean Bixin

Seeing that Sheng Mingzhi was acting in a fuss-free manner, the black fans immediately ganged up and attacked the real-name system and Internet netizens on the tumblr.

Lin Lin always scolded hundreds of times, and suddenly, a Weibo jumped into Sheng Mingzhi's eyes.

"Laughing to death, even if Sheng Mingzhi is incompetent and furious, it's useless. Who else doesn't know that Qiao Yan has connected with Lu Jiayan?"

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fell on this Weibo and stopped for two seconds.

After half an hour, Lu Jiayan's drunkenness dissipated a lot.

Opening his eyes, Sheng Mingzhi was still sulking. From his point of view, he could see three-quarters of the other party's profile, his eyes fell outside the window, and the feasting night gave him an ambiguous atmosphere.

It has to be said that Sheng Mingzhi has a very demagogic face.

Add a bit too charming, less a bit indifferent, look just right, Nong Li is flamboyant, handsome and heroic.

Lu Jiayan knew Sheng Mingzhi when he was twelve years old. At first, Sheng Mingzhi was just his friend's younger brother. In a blink of an eye, ten years passed in a flash.

Suddenly, the little boy who used to run behind him suddenly became his lover, perhaps because of alcohol, Lu Jiayan softened for a moment, temporarily forgetting the unpleasantness just now, and regained some warmth as an elder.

When getting out of the car, Lu Jiayan opened the door for Sheng Mingzhi first.

Sheng Mingzhi, who was still burning with anger, was taken aback for a moment.

Is the sun coming out west?

He glanced at Lu Jiayan hesitantly.

Wouldn't it be the weasel who gave New Year's greetings to the chicken?

Out of instinctive distrust of Lu Jiayan, a male fox with a bad stomach, Sheng Mingzhi began to reflexively recall whether he had offended him in the car.

Lu Jiayan waited for a few seconds before Sheng Mingzhi got out of the car.

And he looked at him with a vigilant look like a small animal.

It seemed that he had guessed what Sheng Mingzhi was thinking.

Lu Jiayan said lazily, "Don't you think I'm old and disrespectful?"

Sheng Mingzhi: …

Lu Jiayan's tone was a little dragged, her voice was low but clean, and her ears were itchy.

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