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 strangeness of this sentence, which is vivid.

Holding the bathrobe and juice, Shen Ling almost cracked the mask on her face with a smile.

The private mansion, which is not open to the public for membership, is elegant, chic, and quiet. It is now surrounded by Shen Ling's demonic laughter.

Fortunately, the sound insulation of the box is good, but the two massage ladies were quietly shocked.

"He's ill?" Sheng Mingzhi didn't feel relieved, he said: "Do you have to be so yin and yang? He also deliberately recognized Sheng Xue as me, and the chicken has no guts."

As soon as he complained, Sheng Mingzhi began to turn over the old accounts.

I couldn't help but think of Lu Jiayan's criminal record when he went abroad without a word three years ago. He did such an immoral act just after he got married. It was like stepping on Sheng Mingzhi's face on the ground.

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

Seeing that Sheng Mingzhi was getting more angry, Shen Ling swallowed the sentence "It's not you who made your old confession wrong first".

Young Master Sheng is not easy to provoke, and Young Master Shan who is angry is even more difficult to deal with.

Those who obey others will prosper, and those who go against them will perish.

Shen Ling took off the mask and patted her cheek, "Okay, don't be angry. Isn't it what you said, anger will cause wrinkles, it's not worth being angry with Internet trolls, but it's worth being angry with your cheap husband?"

This sentence brought back Sheng Mingzhi's sanity. He slightly eased his face, 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 playing randomly on the TV.

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

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Does this broken TV have a grudge against you?

"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 forcefully: "Out of sight is pure."

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

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a moment. Following Shen Ling's gaze, he crossed the screen carved with yellow pears, and could vaguely see the two people in the corridor.

One man and one woman, the tall man was Huo Yuzhe, yes, the woman walking with him looked in her 40s, a little plump, mature in temperament, holding Huo Yuzhe's arm, and her posture was intimate.

This middle-aged woman Sheng Mingzhi and Shen Ling both knew each other, and she was recently on a hot search.

The high-level executive of Tianyang Entertainment is also the director of "Shining Stars" - that is, the director of a popular variety show that Huo Yuzhe recently participated in.

Shen Ling's expression suddenly became energetic.

Their ignorant and ignorant rich second-generation can't do anything, but they are top-notch in their ability to know the mistress and catch rape.

She immediately took the glasses and put them on Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi: ?

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

Sheng Mingzhi: …

"I'm sloppy." Shen Ling's celebrity law was immediately forgotten, and she sighed with emotion: "I said how Huo Yuzhe has soared like he has recently opened up. The resources are still so good, so it turns out that there is someone above."

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

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, seemingly not surprised.

He had worked with Huo Yuzhe, and he knew that this man was not a man who could stand loneliness. At the beginning, I was able to cheat with Qiao Yan while sending flirtatious text messages to myself, but now I can cheat for the future.

There is no moral code.

In the entertainment industry, this kind of complicated and dirty thing happens all the time.

"Master of time management."

Thinking of seeing Huo Yuzhe and Qiao Yan's show of affection Weibo on the hot search just now, Shen Ling made a concluding remark.

Huo Yuzhe's episode passed quickly.

With his coffee position, it is not enough to waste Young Master Shan's time to pay attention.

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

Shen Ling had a birthday pa in the evening. She was a rich second-generation in the Yunjing circle. Sheng Mingzhi was not familiar with him.

Yunjing wants to invite Sheng Mingzhi's party and party until next year, when he can be invited by everyone?

He wants to chase the dream entertainment circle, thank you.

To do business, very busy.

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

Originally planned to go to the company, but it was obviously not his character to be dedicated to work and love his post. Besides, there was no announcement to catch up with the 18th line, so it was useless for him to pretend that he was busy.

Bentley turned his head and headed for West Hill One.

In the car, Sheng Mingzhi idly flipped through the hot searches on Weibo.

The sixth item is #Huo Yuzhe gives Qiao Yan a sweet birthday#.

It seems that he really hugged the rich woman's thigh, and the hot search is like buying it without money.

Sheng Mingzhi sneered, clicked in and found that there were about 100 real discussion data, which was embarrassing to buy.

The young master gloated and couldn't help but wanted to like a few Weibo posts mocking the duo, but he remembered that little Wang's hair was getting thinner day by day.

Sheng Mingzhi was rarely kind and gave up the idea of ​​liking.

However, to celebrate Qiao Yan's birthday in the morning and go to bed with a rich woman in the afternoon?

For a time, Shen Ling's evaluation appeared 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.

Huo Yuzhe is a master of time management, right? Lu Jiayan?

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

At the beginning, engagement and marriage were all in a hurry. He even tried on suits by himself. Sheng Mingzhi began to doubt his own charm. He wasn't so unattractive, right?

Lu Jiayan first proposed to marry him. If he can marry a man, it is not necessarily that he is not interested in men.

This time back home too, except for the one we met 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 the relationship is too plastic. Even if they live in a villa, they sleep in separate rooms.

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

Although he took the position of Sheng Jia's vice president, Lu Xiao was not to be provoked. Lu Jiayan has been developing abroad for three years, and Lu Xiao's foundation in China is not so easily shaken.

The brothers still have a fight to be fought.

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

No matter whether Lu Jiayan is the president or vice president, he just needs to take Lu Jiayan's card to swipe, buy, buy, and think about whether to go to Norway to see the sea or go to the Maldives for diving every day.

- The little salary he received in the Dreaming Entertainment Circle that month was not enough for him to drink tea.

It really doesn't work, Lu Jiayan is bankrupt and he 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 was thinking in his heart.

This young master can't bear the slightest grievance, and can't bear the slightest suffering.

When Sheng Mingzhi returned home, Villa No. 1 in Xishan was as quiet as a painting.

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

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

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

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

It's his way of releasing stress.

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

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

Accompanied by the music, Sheng Mingzhi stepped on his long legs, jumped on the sofa, and said solemnly: "Mr. Xiao Sheng is the youngest actor in the history of the three-material actor at the awards ceremony tonight, do you have any acceptance speech?"

"-first."

Sheng Mingzhi switched roles in a second, from a little reporter interviewing himself, to "Teacher Xiaosheng, the best actor in three materials."

"I think I can get this honor tonight, I don't thank anyone, I just thank myself for my hard work, hard work and dedication. And of course my strength."

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Xiaosheng has a very high evaluation of himself. But this is understandable. After all, he is the young actor with the best reputation and reputation in the past ten years! He is also the only Sanqi international superstar!"

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

"Mr. Xiaosheng, don't be humble. Ah? Isn't this Qiao Yan, who hasn't received an announcement for a year, he seems to have something to say? What? It's really hateful to insult Teacher Xiaosheng and sing and dance. , what do you think?"

"Emperor" Mr. Xiaosheng brazenly said: "In this case, Mr. Xiaosheng will use his own strength to prove it to everyone!"

Sheng Mingzhi was getting better and better, and 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 song by a certain day king.

In an instant, the noise in the villa rose to a new level, and it was almost as if one person made a thousand noises.

Sheng Mingzhi jumped from the living room on the first floor to the second floor, running up the stairs, waving his hands everywhere, and even blowing kisses.

In his world, there seems to be nothing illogical in the transition of the red carpet award ceremony to a concert of 10,000 people.

Sheng Mingzhi went up the stairs with a "dong dong dong", lying on the handrail on the second floor, accompanied by the lyrics to the tone of music:

"I dried up the silence and regretted it very impulsive, wow!"

"Even if it's a mistake, I'm just afraid of being wrong—"

"Come on, let's call together!"

"Dream, call it apart!"

"Pain—wow!"

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

The rhythmic DJ is getting louder and louder in the room.

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

"Friends in the back—" Teacher Xiaosheng sang selflessly, cheering loudly, showing a delicate waist when he raised his arms: "Hold up your piano for me to see, please!"

He stumbled back a few steps.

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

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

He turned his head, then froze.

I saw that the master bedroom door on the second floor didn't know when it opened. Lu Jiayan looked as if he had not woken up, with his neckline half-opened and his collarbone deep, like a monstrous male fox. Pale complexion, wearing a black silk shirt, holding his forehead, looking at him with a slight frown.

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

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Teacher Xiaosheng's 10,000 concert came to an abrupt end.

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

Half ashamed, half shocked.

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

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

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

The music stopped suddenly, and the silence in the villa reached an eerie level.

After a long while, Lu Jiayan exhaled slowly and broke the silence.

Looking at Sheng Mingzhi's stunned appearance, most of the aura he had accumulated from getting up had dissipated, but his tone of voice still carried his usual indifference and meanness.

"This one is the youngest three-star actor, Sanqi international superstar, a young artist of both virtue and art, and teacher Xiaosheng from Ziwei Xing, a rising star in the entertainment industry."

"Can I trouble you to give me a song to sleep in, I haven't slept for twenty-four hours."

Oh.

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

Is he mocking me?