Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss - Chapter 28

Shang Jing held the cup tightly, and was molested into a fool by He Jiang’s words.

He stood in front of He Jiang like this, feeling that He Jiang’s dark eyes were the most sensitive cameras in the world, capturing the tiny vibrations of all his senses, and even the tickling that the electric current generated by those words passed through his back. Neither can escape.

Rogue camera, look at him!

Shang Jing put the Pu’er tea on He Jiang’s table with a bang, and ran away blushing.

Looking at Shang Jing’s reaction, He Jiang was a little unsure if he was overdoing it.

But what they said can’t be taken back. In the business world’s cognition, they are legal husbands, and it is not illegal to make a joke.

He just said it with his mouth, what can he do with his actions?

He Jiang took a sip of Pu’er with a dry mouth, and in the next second, he was so hot that he inhaled.

If you haven’t done anything, you will be punished for saying a word.

He Jiang was even more upset when he watched this video, feeling that Yang Yue was mocking him.

He bounced back the same way: “Learn it by yourself.”

What kind of things are you posting, there is no aesthetics, and there is a boyfriend at home, who rarely looks at others.

Yang Yue: “I don’t know good people.”

He was just surfing the Internet, and accidentally came across a video of a blogger begging for that, preferably a learning version.

Fans enthusiastically recommended him in the comments, which opened his eyes to this little straight man.

Yang Yue thought for a while that his two brothers were on the road of no return in a short period of time, and the theoretical and practical knowledge might still be lacking, so like a mother, he downloaded it hard and sent one copy to each person.

He shouldn’t have to worry about it!

Yang Yue: “Is Cen Fino still in the next issue?”

It is very easy to change the intern couples, and the variety show is directly changed to the mode of changing a group of intern couples in each episode. Cen Feinuo, Yang Yue, and Zhuang Jin are all special guests of He Jiang. Seeing that He Jiang’s face is coming, they belong to the “human feelings” that He Jiang invests in the show group.

He Jiang: “In a week, if he can’t let Zhuang Qin face him calmly, he will say goodbye to love in this life.”

Yang Yue: “That’s right, he accepted the compressed package I sent him, and he said thank you. Unlike some people, they want to save face… Cen Fino would be better off getting married earlier than you.”

He Jiang clicked on this sentence and deleted it.

He Jiang: “Some people don’t even talk about girlfriends, they don’t even have girlfriend fans.”

I don’t know where the fans of Yang Yue’s fiancee in Shang Jingqun came out.

Yang Yue: “…”

That is to say, why do netizens like to be mothers now? In his fan circle, girlfriend fans have disappeared.

At five o’clock in the afternoon, He Jiang finished work, the doorbell rang, and he went to open the door, just as the pre-ordered ingredients for pickled cabbage and fish arrived.

After being compared with Cen Fino several times by Shang Jing, He Jiang was determined to make a better pickled fish than Cen Fino. For this reason, he specially consulted the chef of the old house and told him Shang Jing’s taste preference. Let him tailor a cooking method.

He Jiang took out the printed recipe, watched it silently for three minutes, folded it, put it in his pocket, and put on an apron.

He took out the sliced ​​black fish in the bag, and was silent for a while. He went to the study to find a mobile phone holder, clipped it to the upper cabinet, pointed the camera to the pot, and then opened a video call with the chef.

“Marinated fish, cooking wine… Enough, salt, a spoonful, two spoons, stop… Beat an egg white, and knock it against the edge of the pot…”

The chef taught “hands-on” remotely, and He Jiang was methodical.

Shang Jing practiced the piano on the third floor for an afternoon. He was hungry and his fingers were sore. He sat and watched the sunset for a while, put on the piano dust cover, and went out while massaging his fingers.

The door of the piano room has been replaced by one with a strong sound insulation effect and a good odor isolation effect since the piano was purchased.

Therefore, when Shangjing opened the door, he could smell the strong smell of sauerkraut and fish on the first floor. Just by moving his nose, he could imagine thick white fish soup, oily green onion segments, red and bright millet peppers, and kelp, Bean sprouts, clams, broccoli, tofu bubbles…

Shangjing went downstairs three times faster, “Wow, it’s so fragrant, which store’s takeaway?”

No wonder Shang Jing asked this, because He Jiang had already cleaned up the messy kitchen and emptied the rubbish. He heard Shang Jing coming downstairs, and was turning on the rice cooker to pour the crystal clear and full rice. Dip in the sun and spring water.

He Jiang turned around with two bowls of rice, and Shang Jing noticed that he was wearing an apron.

I have to say, this man’s shirt, trousers and apron looks absolutely amazing.

Handsome and homely, as everyone expects from a husband.

Shang Jing took the rice with both hands and asked incredulously, “You made this?”

He Jiangyun lightly took off his apron and put it aside: “Well.”

Shang Jing: “It’s amazing.”

What a great invention Zuojing is, He Jiang knows how to cook.

With a firm and unshakable line of excellence, can He Jiang still take the initiative to enroll in the male Durban to study?

He Jiang asked casually, “How does it compare to Cen Fino?”

Shang Jing: “Cen Fino made what Zhuang Qin likes to eat. It’s a little spicy. I like what you make. It’s not spicy at all.”

He Jiang was delighted, opened a bottle of fruit wine with a very low degree, and poured a glass for Shang Jing.

Snow-white shirt cuffs, slender fingers like jade, and the clear aroma of fruit wine, the combined picture is very beautiful.

Shang Jing looked at He Jiang blankly, as if he didn’t know him anymore.

Is He Jiang acting in some girl idol drama?

Before the wine was drunk, the heart speeded up unsatisfactorily.

Shang Jing clenched the tablecloth and tried to hint that he would calm down.

Maybe He Jiang used this look to deceive him into getting married at first, and then he lived a year-long tragic and hidden marriage.

There must be some purpose for He Jiang to be diligent in doing nothing. For example, the variety show effect is so good that He Jiang found that the husband and wife would make more money together, and he was reluctant to untie them.

Shang Jing thought about the overwhelming praise for He Jiang on the Internet. The truth is always in the hands of a few people, and it is too difficult to be a few people.

He admitted that He Jiang’s beauty had a certain effect on him, and he decided to say something to spoil the atmosphere.

“You made such a big table, why are your clothes so clean? You’re not lying to me, are you?”

The white shirt was ironed without any wrinkle, and not a drop of oil was splashed. He was also a novice, and Shang Jing did not believe that He Jiang was so good.

He Jiang thought about the clothes and trousers that had been scrapped in the trash can, “Change a set.”

Shang Jing: “Then why are you still wearing an apron? Why is the apron so clean?”

He Jiang: “The apron has also been changed.”

Shang Jing didn’t understand: “What is this for?”

He Jiang: “I showed it to you, do you want to continue asking?”

Shang Jing: “…” He suspected that if he went to the bottom of it, He Jiang would say that it was to seduce him.

He quickly drank a glass of fruit wine to calm down.

After a meal, Shang Jing’s cheeks were flushed, but it never subsided.

…

In the study room, the lights are dim, the man is looking at the computer screen intently, his hands resting on the table casually, his shirt sleeve is folded three-fold at the third of his arm.

The man looks at it with aggressive eyes…

“Can I take a photo?” A hand reached into the clothes…

“No, no!” Shang Jing leaned against the generous desk, and saw his embarrassed posture in the swaying red wine.

The camera flashed red, the red wine stained the shirt, and the office documents on the table fell all over the place…

“boom!”

Shang Jing rolled to the ground and woke up suddenly.

It’s a dream.

It’s too real.

Wait… what kind of dream did he have?

Shang Jing’s consciousness returned, and his cheeks flushed red.

In the dream, there are no counts. It’s all to blame for what He Jiang said to him during the day, and it has nothing to do with him.

Shang Jing deceived himself and got up, suddenly his body froze, and he didn’t move for a long time.

After a long while, he rolled and locked himself into the bathroom.

A quarter of an hour later, Shang Jing slapped his face hard with cold water to reduce the heat. He glanced at the time, it was only 6:50, and He Jiang should not have woken up yet.

The business scene is like a thief, holding the washed underwear and going to the balcony to dry.

He was about to hang up the hanger when a sudden movement came from his back.

He Jiang’s voice was hoarse, with a laziness of not getting enough sleep: “What are you doing?”

“Nothing to do…” Shang Jing put his underwear in his pocket and turned around calmly, “Why do you get up so early?”

He Jiang poured a cup of hot water: “I have work today, I will go out later.”

“Oh… you’re quite busy.” Shang Jing pressed his palm against the bulge of his pocket, and swayed calmly in front of He Jiang, “The weather is nice, I’ll go for a morning run.”

After speaking, Shang Jing ran away without a shadow.

After running for 400 meters to make sure that his villa could not be seen from any angle, Shang Jing surreptitiously found a trash can and planned to destroy the corpse.

It is no longer safe to dry underwear at home.

Shang Jing stood beside the trash can, plucked up his courage, his cheeks were all red, and he was too embarrassed to take out his wringed underwear from his pocket.

Will I be treated as a pervert by the cleaning aunt, and come here in the morning to throw panties.

Although the cleaning aunt will not know who threw it.

Shang Jing visited three trash cans in a row, but didn’t throw them out.

The cleaning of the villa area is too great, the trash cans are clean, and there is not a single scrap of paper, which makes him embarrassed.

Shangjing stayed for a while, and the neighbors who were running in the morning greeted him several times, and he blushed and replied “good morning”.

Feeling like an unruly little pervert.

In the end, he couldn’t take it anymore and ran back the same way.

He Jiang has not left yet.

Shang Jing tried his best to reduce his presence and returned to the room, and stuffed his hot **** into the cabinet.

Well, wait until He Jiang is gone.

Thinking of last night’s dream, Shang Jing didn’t dare to see He Jiang’s face, he put his ear to the door to listen.

Who is He Jiang talking to, it should be Lin Lin: “Well, I’m going out, I’ll be there in half an hour… Send a copy of today’s filming to my WeChat.”

shoot, shoot…

Shang Jing suddenly widened his eyes and almost hit the wooden door.

etc…

What He Jiang said yesterday was “not as good as the quality of the two of them”, this is the time of completion!

Could it be, could they have made such a small video before?

That’s right, according to his previous dog-licking temper, what He Jiang coaxed to do, his mind agreed in a confused way.

It’s no wonder that He Jiang has no fear and treats his wife so indifferently, but he is not afraid of making him die.

It turned out to be the handle in his hand!

Shang Jing clenched the doorknob, yes, everything went right, and the question of doubts since amnesia was easily resolved.

So… last night, was his dream really a dream?

Such a realistic scene, it is simply what happened in the past!

Just saying how could a serious person have such a dream, it must be in the past.

He’s about to get a divorce, how could he imagine being with a scumbag…

Shang Jing recalled shamefully, and was very sure that the camera was facing the two of them. That is to say, He Jiang also starred in the short video. As long as he finds the original film, it doesn’t matter whether He Jiang has a backup or not.

When they have a handle, the handle will disappear.

It is necessary to find the original film, otherwise it will be too passive to divide the property through divorce.

Where would He Jiang put such a private thing? Maybe it was at home. Before he came, He Jiang lived alone in this home, which was safer than the company.

The study was open to them, so it couldn’t be there.

Shangjing is very familiar with home, except for one place.

He Jiang’s bedroom.

When He Jiang went out, the bedroom was always locked, and when he was at home, Shang Jing couldn’t run to his bedroom for no reason.

Gotta find a way to get in there.

When the news of He Jiang packing up outside came, Shang Jing had a flash of inspiration, wouldn’t it be alright to sneak in?

Sneak in before He Jiang goes to work, as long as you bring enough food, there is an indoor toilet inside. Then he had a whole day to find and recover, and went out before He Jiang got off work. If he couldn’t unlock it from the inside, he could wait until He Jiang came back from get off work to open the door, and then he could sneak out quietly.

As soon as he said it, Shang Jing took off his shoes, hugged two bags of bread, and ran up to the second floor with his bare feet against the wall. He Jiang was in the study, and the bedroom door was just open.

Shang Jing dodged and disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

He Jiang took out a few contracts from the room, saw that the bedroom door was still open, and took it with him as soon as he reached out.

Since Shang Jing accidentally let the hairy crabs go and made him find it easy, He Jiang wanted to close the door when he saw the open door, so as not to hide any small animals.

The door will be automatically locked when closed from the outside, only He Jiang’s fingerprint can be unlocked.

Closing it from the inside means that He Jiang is inside and will not automatically lock, lest Shang Jing have to open the door when he is looking for him.

When the business scene first came, all three floors of He Jiang’s villa were open, except for his own room.

Because there are some old things in his room that he doesn’t want Shang Jing to see, so as not to be laughed at by his ex-boyfriend.

Later, He Jiang’s room was unlocked. Since he wanted to reunite with Shang Jing, there was nothing to hide.

But Shang Jing didn’t know. When he first came, he found that only He Jiang’s room could not enter the whole building. Since then, when He Jiang was away, he never tried to open it again.

From behind the curtains, seeing He Jiang drive out, Shang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, put the bread in his arms on the table, and started to look for it from the bedside table.

On the left bedside table, there are only scripts, cold medicine, and odds and ends. On the bottom side of the right bedside table, open the drawer and see an upside-down photo frame.

Shang Jing picked it up and took a look, his eyes widened slightly.

The person in the photo turned out to be me!

It should be a photo from a few years ago. He is sitting on the lawn in front of a building that looks like a school building, holding a book in his hand and looking at the camera with a smile.

Shang Jing wiped the photo and put the photo on the bedside table unconvinced.

It’s too much. Your wife has not yet left, so the photo is withheld.

He looked at the photo of himself on the table and raised his eyebrows slightly, this is the treatment that the main palace deserves.

Put it back when it’s time to go.

So sad.

The Shangjing bedside table was not found. After thinking about it, he lay on the ground and carefully checked whether there was any mechanism under the bed.

Suddenly, the sound of an engine from far to near suddenly stopped downstairs.

It’s He Jiang’s car!

Help, why are you back!

The footsteps went straight to the second floor, apparently forgot to take something, and went upstairs three steps in one step.

Shang Jing felt that he was like a lone wolf in PUBG at the moment, trapped in a small building, and a car full of formations came downstairs.

He frantically drilled into the bottom of the bed. The bottom of the bed was too short to get in. He got up with messy hair, opened the large cabinet opposite, and saw a safe, he squatted beside the safe and covered it with He Jiang’s pajamas. Own.

He reached out and touched the metal safe, feeling a chill in his heart.

He Jiang’s room was very simple. Except for the bedside table, there was only the wardrobe. After the wardrobe was opened, there was nothing but the safe.

The hard drive must be in the safe, **** it.

He Jiangzhe came back to get the document, which he read in the bedroom last night and forgot to take it. As soon as he entered the door, he realized that something was wrong.

The curtains were not what they were when he left, and the sheets were a bit messy.

He Jiang walked over and touched the sheet on the right side, it was still a little warm, obviously someone had been leaning here for a long time and just left.

He didn’t see the business scene along the way, he must be hiding somewhere.

He walked to the bathroom and glanced, but there was no one, and turned back to the closet.

He Jiang frowned and said, “Come out.”

Combined with the fact that the studio needs to run the water, this behavior is really like a commercial espionage, but He Jiang is very clear that the commercial scene is at most a beautiful commercial attraction, and he is still contracted by him.

Shang Jing slowly opened the cabinet door, not daring to look at anyone.

He Jiang saw the business scene trapped in her pajamas, the white insteps exposed where the clothes did not cover, her toes curled up, her expression innocent and guilty.

His throat tightened and he asked, “What are you hiding?”

Shang Jing’s lack of confidence: “I just want to come in and see if you have made a quilt.”

He Jiang: “Have you folded it?”

Shang Jing: “It’s stacked.”

He Jiang took the bread out of his arms and said with a smile, “Then why do you bring rations? Are you planning to make a nest with me?”

He Jiang imagined it, and it was not bad.

Shang Jing couldn’t hold back his explanation, he hesitated: “If you want to eat, just take it.”

He Jiang was in a hurry and pinched Shang Jing’s pointed chin: “Speak straight, what are you looking for, I can give it to you, I will give it to you directly.”

Shang Jing didn’t expect him to talk so well, so he clicked on the safe, “What’s inside.”

“more specific.”

He Jiang snorted, the real estate certificate is OK, but the marriage certificate is not.

He can’t change.

Shang Jing gritted his teeth. If the hard drive was really in the safe, he wouldn’t be able to get it out in his life. It’s better to gamble on the man’s conscience.

He Jiang has been quite a person recently.

“Small video…”

He Jiang didn’t understand: “What?”

Shang Jing euphemistically said: “It’s the high-quality short video we shot. I think there is a risk in any location, and it’s better to destroy it.”

“High quality…” He Jiang was stunned, speechless.

Shang Jing thought he was unwilling, and tried his best to reassure him: “There is nothing worth saving, and I can still shoot if I want…”

…at least let’s take it out and take a look to make sure it wasn’t stolen, right?

Then he can steal away.

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by He Jiang: “Shang Jing, do you know what you are talking about?”

Can you shoot later?

Can you shoot?

He Jiang folded his waist with one hand, turned his body to calm down, and said a word from the dog, he didn’t want to leave today.

He closed his eyes and didn’t give himself a chance to tease Shang Jing: “No, I’m joking, don’t look for it.”

Shang Jing came out of the closet, thinking he was unhappy, and shouted in a hurry: “Don’t even think about denying it, I remember it! I just took it!”

He Jiang suddenly turned around: “What do you think of?”

Shang Jing was taken aback by his stern expression: “I remember taking a photo, don’t try to fool me.”

He Jiang’s expression suddenly sank, and his voice almost shouted: “Who did you shoot with?”

Has Shangjing had other boyfriends in the past three years? !

Shang Jing took a step back and was ashamed to give a specific answer, but He Jiang’s expression made him feel that if he didn’t answer truthfully, he would be eaten by the other party.

He broke the can and smashed: “Who else can you go with, just in the study at home! You think everyone is like you, there are a lot of scandals! Do you still want to rake? No way!”

With a scolding, Shang Jing felt relieved.

In order to share more property, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the party at fault for the divorce.

“Nonsense…” He Jiang suddenly understood something, and looked straight at Shang Jing, as if there was a deep, invisible pool in his eyes, “When did you remember?”

Shang Jing: “Last night.”

He Jiang persevered and persuaded: “…in a dream?”

Shang Jing whispered: “Where is the dream? It’s called memory!”

He Jiang: “…”

So, Shang Jing is having a spring dream about him?

Blow yourself up?

The business scene is…

He Jiang felt that the whole body was constantly being set on fire by Shang Jing, so he raised his hand and loosened his collar.

Damn it, what class do you have?