Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss - Chapter 59

When He Jiang was filming, Shang Jing would stand farther away, so as not to affect his performance, but when he was putting on makeup, Shang Jing would be watching from the side.

The makeup artist was very fast. After a few brushes, He Jiang’s temperament became cold, reminiscent of Bai Feng with a sword hidden under the snow.

Shang Jing: “It’s amazing.”

Makeup artist: “If you have good skin like you, makeup is easy, otherwise it will take a long time for concealer.”

The filter of the movie is not like some TV series. Everyone’s face is like a blank sheet of paper, and there is no color difference between A, B, C, and D.

Shang Jing: “You are really working hard. You have to follow up with makeup one after another.”

Makeup artist: “If a handsome guy like you comes to chat with me, I will immediately have no pain in my waist or sore legs. When He Jiang is filming, how about I fix your eyebrows?”

The makeup artist has pigtails, smart clothes, and most importantly, he’s unmarried.

He Jiang snorted coldly, make-up is the job of the makeup artist’s assistant, and the big-name makeup artist only cares about the first time. Also took the opportunity to set up close!

Shang Jing touched his eyebrows: “Huh? Do you want to fix it?”

Makeup artist: “You can change the eyebrow shape, it will give people a completely different feeling. Believe me, there is a eyebrow shape that suits you very well.”

Shang Jing was a little moved. He Jiang’s temperament was changeable in and out of the play. If he was not fashionable, how could he be a family member.

He Jiang snorted, how romantic it is to give his wife thrush in ancient times, he has not done it yet, can he give others the lead?

He Jiang said lightly, “Xiaojing’s eyebrows are very heroic, like his father.”

Shang Jing blinked, the first time someone said that his eyebrows looked like his father, he happily touched it again: “I’m not cultivating it anymore!”

Makeup artist: “…”

He Jiang raised her hand and asked the makeup artist seriously, “Can I wear a ring when filming?”

Shang Jing pushed He Jiang, “You can put it down first, I’ll keep it for you.”

You are an actor, why ask such an unprofessional question!

The makeup artist also made He Jiang stunned by this question. Who wore the ring in the battle scene? Is the modern style to make netizens find fault?

Because the actor usually behaves too professionally, occasionally cooperates with the scene, and also makes remarkable comments on the makeup, the makeup artist asked curiously: “Do you want to conceal the protagonist’s family before the decisive battle?”

No, He Jiang is simply to show that the business scene has a family.

He said, “Shang Jing just put it on me last night, and I can’t bear to take it off.”

The makeup artist ate a handful of dog food and said angrily, “If you’re really reluctant, I’ll put makeup on your ring finger, just like covering your thumb with a special material for frostbite.”

Don’t pull me when the director is cursing.

Shang Jing reacted: “You lied to me again!”

He took the screenshot of the video and went to find a doctor for He Jiang to prescribe medicine, but he said that the doctor didn’t see it as fake, why he couldn’t find the frostbite all of a sudden.

He remembered the details of He Jiang’s behavior in the past few days.

You bastard, tell him earlier that he would be able to take the medicine sooner.

Shang Jing put his hand in his pocket: “Humph.”

Pissed off, I went back to sleep.

“Xiaojing…” He Jiang called out twice, but didn’t stop, glanced at the ring helplessly, took it off carefully, and handed it to the assistant.

The assistant snapped open a ring box, like a store cabinet brother, professionally putting the ring into the velvet layer.

When finishing work for lunch, He Jiang went to the bathroom and carefully washed his fingers.

The light blue-purple color at the joint of the right thumb was exposed, and it was slightly red and swollen when it was stabbed by the ice edge during filming. Because the continuous filming did not keep warm, it evolved into partial frostbite.

It’s been a while, and after passing under the eyes of Shang Jing for a few days, he has almost recovered.

He Jiang wiped some hand cream and turned to look for his wife.

The director looked at his back and sighed: “Three years ago, I made a movie with him. I played with my mobile phone when I played, and now I have a wife when I play.”

It’s a **** call for the character to pull away, and the heart-wrenching still is full of pride in the play, which does not affect his immediate entry into the sweet love atmosphere in reality.

absolutely.

Shang Jing was sleeping in the dormitory, but he didn’t feel sleepy at all.

He understands He Jiang’s intention a little bit. In Xiaobei’s words, the boss is filming in the sub-zero cold in the northwest, and he pays the idle employees who are blowing the heater in S City.

It’s also very suitable to apply to Shangjing. He Jiang is working hard to make money to support his family, and his fingers are almost frostbitten, while Shangjing eats and drinks for free, concentrates on preparing for exams, lives in a villa of one or two hundred million, and plays millions of pianos. , Xiaobei, an idle person, runs errands for everything.

He Jiang was willing to provide for his wife, but at the same time he was worried that Shang Jing would be uncomfortable and was unwilling to let Shang Jing see his working environment. Shang Jing joked many times before that he wanted to give him dumplings, but He Jiang refused.

Shang Jing held his chin and thought, before he got married, he moved into He Jiang’s house with a bag, and did not go out to earn money. If He Jiang’s parents were not so enlightened, they would have come to the door with brooms to chase people away.

He had thought about finding a part-time job, the gap between the rich and the poor could not be bridged, at least he could pay living expenses. But He Jiang refused to let him take a part-time job. He also said, “Politics is difficult for postgraduate entrance exams. It is even more difficult for you, a candidate who grew up in the United States. If you pass the test first, nothing else matters.”

Shang Jing believed it at first, but with the deepening of preparation for the exam, he found that although politics was difficult, he didn’t need to prepare English very much. The two canceled out.

Still looking for a part-time job.

If he had income, He Jiang would sell him miserably instead of hiding it from him.

Shang Jing was not inferior, he would feel sorry for He Jiang if he wanted to feel this way. And… when he was a fine, he still used the identity of his ex-boyfriend to eat soft rice, and he was more socially dead than now. If he cared about this, he would have fled the earth long ago.

But he occasionally thinks that it would be great if he could make a lot of money. The first time he saw He Jiang’s frostbite in the video, he took the doctor to the crew to expose it on the spot.

“Tuk Tuk.”

He Jiang knocked three times, and the door opened from the inside.

Shang Jing glanced down at He Jiang’s hand: “Would you like to wash it off?”

He Jiang: “Well.”

Shang Jing disliked: “This shows that you didn’t wash your hands after playing hooligan.”

He Jiang lowered his head and whispered something in his ear, Shang Jing blushes and pushes him away: “It’s dirty!”

He Jiang was too wronged: “There are hand-washing, waterproof ones, and they are changed every day.”

Shang Jing took out the ointment that had been preserved for a long time, squeezed out a large ball, took He Jiang’s hand, and carefully applied it to faint.

“You can show me when it’s all done.”

He Jiang: “I am so young, of course I will get better soon.”

Shang Jing glared at him: “When I’m rich, I’ll bring the doctor over overnight. You take pleasure in exposing me every day, and I’ll experience it too.”

He Jiang smiled: “Dare you, don’t you treat the 20 million yuan in variety shows as money?”

Shang Jing was silent for a while, he always felt that the money came from an improper source and was caused by amnesia.

If he didn’t lose his memory, how dare he sign the contract confidently.

He Jiang: “You think like this, if we get married and make money from a reality show that combines husband and wife, is this money safe? And we are really going to get married, it’s just a little later.”

He Jiangxiu glanced at the ring that she had just warmed up: “Don’t say you regret it.”

Shang Jing blew lightly on He Jiang’s thumb: “Well, I don’t regret it.”

He Jiang was blown away by a breath of fairy air, and began to think about whether it was appropriate to get a certificate today.

No, we have to find a meaningful day, such as the fourth anniversary of our acquaintance.

This is not good either. The wedding anniversary and the acquaintance anniversary collide together, and there will be one less anniversary to spend in the future.

If things go on like this, there will be 70 or 80 less happy festivals and 70 or 80 festival benefits in this life.

Terrible.

Or find an ordinary day to get the certificate and make ordinary days unusual.

Shang Jing: “What are you thinking?”

He Jiang: “Time to get the certificate.”

Shang Jing pursed the corners of his lips and said reservedly, “Oh.”

when.

Shang Jing suddenly remembered something… He got married, should he notify his mother?

If there is a wedding, my mother should be there, right? Otherwise, it’s just the uncle’s family.

If his mother paid attention to the domestic situation, she should have known that he and He Jiang were on variety shows. Even if she didn’t pay attention, some of her Chinese friends would watch it.

Ms. Shang knew that her son was very likely to have a boyfriend.

Even so, never asked a question.

He Jiang and Fu Rong passed their anger. Fu Peng’s will has been filed with the Criminal Police Force, but it is more troublesome to file a cross-border lawsuit. As long as Shangjing is willing, he is sure to get it.

When Fu Rong heard that Shang Jing could only return to China by giving up his inheritance, he was so angry that he almost wanted to book a plane ticket to talk to her.

He Jiang originally wanted to be a villain in the future, but Shang Jing mentioned today that he wanted to make a lot of money, and was immediately shaken.

The confidence that his father left him, why didn’t he straighten his back and take it? He always feels that he can give Shangjing a lot of money, why can’t he make Shangjing rich?

He Jiang opened the album and showed Shang Jing an old photo of his will.

The estate is distributed in a clear and lawful manner. The joint property of the husband and wife and a house belong to the wife, and the rest belongs to the business scene. The distribution of the estate is supervised by the elder brother Fu Rong.

Needless to say, the pension has been stipulated by the government that wives and children are entitled to their own pensions, and this part has always been held by Ms. Shang.

If Shangjing studies in China, you can read all the way to university for free.

Of course, Ms. Shang also invested a lot in training Shang Jing to learn piano.

Adding and subtracting, considering Shangjing’s obligation to support his mother, the part that belongs to Shangjing should always get half of it back, right?

After Shang Jing watched it, his eyes reddened for a moment. He pondered for a long time and asked He Jiang, “I only get a part back, plus the variety show remuneration, and it’s enough to buy my dad’s house back, okay?”

He Jiang hugged the business dog: “Of course you can, leave this to me.”

The small western-style building was originally reserved for Shang Jing. Ms. Shang threatened Fu Rong with her child and made him agree to sell the house.

Custody was with his mother. Fu Rong thought that the couple had a good relationship at the time, and it was understandable for Ms. Shang to be sad if she wanted to leave. Afraid that she would not agree, she would make the relationship stiff and make Ms. Shang treat the child badly.

After Ms. Shang quickly remarried, Fu Rong realized that the couple had no feelings for each other, and they felt regretful.

Shang Jing loved his mother very much when he was a child, and was taught by Ms. Shang to persuade Fu Rong together. At the age of seven, he didn’t realize that he was helping his mother sell his favorite house.

Shang Jing was a little happy and said, “Then let’s get the certificate and buy it again, and write the names of the two of us.”

He Jiang hugged the Shang puppy fiercely, it was so cute.

As the New Year is approaching, there are fewer and fewer people in the crew, and everyone is in a hurry to go home for the New Year.

On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the last one was He Jiang’s one-man show – tragically falling into the snow and being buried by the heavy snow.

After the filming, the director gave He Jiang a big red envelope, and then took out another one to Shang Jing, thanking him for enriching the crew’s meals these days.

Shang Jing was embarrassed: “How can you tell that I did it?”

Cooking is most afraid of a flash of inspiration and dishonestly cooking according to the recipe, except for the business scene.

At first glance, He Jiang seemed to be carrying the pot, okay?

The director faced He Jiang’s threatening gaze and said, “He Jiang is scrupulous. He has no surprises when he cooks. I like your surprises.”

You can eat it.

“It’s over! See you next year, everyone!”

Shang Jing handed He Jiang the **** soup: “I knew I had brought that… fur, so you can put it on.”

He Jiang drank the **** soup and said ambiguously, “I brought it.”

Shang Jing didn’t hear clearly, and said, “Our plane today or tomorrow?”

He’s father and mother are waiting for He Jiang to come home for a reunion.

He Jiang asked, “Did you paste Spring Festival couplets on the villa before you came?”

Shang Jing said excitedly: “It’s done! It’s not live broadcast for you.”

The doors and windows of the three-story building, he was busy all morning, He Jiang’s villa is definitely the most beautiful and festive cub in the villa area.

He Jiang said with satisfaction: “Then don’t rush back.”

“Anything else?”

Just as he was talking, an off-road vehicle parked in front of him. Xiaobei pushed open the car door, got down and handed the key to He Jiang: “Boss, then I’m also on vacation?”

He Jiang: “Well, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance.”

He Jiang opened the co-pilot’s door and waved to Shang Jing: “What are you doing, come here.”

Shang Jing looked at the crew who had gone almost the same, and said incredulously: “I can’t get a ticket for the Spring Festival travel, so I have to drive back by myself?”

He Jiang: “You’ve been here for so long, I’ve been busy filming, and I didn’t take you out for a walk. The scenery here is pretty good. I’ll take you to play for a day.”

“There is a lake ten kilometers away. Now you can fish on the ice, dig a hole, and the fish will come out on their own. Don’t worry, there are protective measures there, and everyone is wrapped up tightly, so they won’t recognize us.”

Shang Jing thought that Mother He had asked him several times on WeChat when he would go back, and he was a little hesitant. It was the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

He Jiang: “Some people reported that the businessman’s fishing luck seems to have been very bad–“

When Shang Jing heard the words, he immediately got into the off-road.

“Brother is super god, take me to the top.”