I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss - Chapter 52

Five seconds after hanging up, the president’s office fell into deadly silence.

Because the president’s office is very quiet, Sheng Mingzhi’s voice is not too small, Yao Shen, who has finished listening to the content, also stiffened into a marble statue at the moment, and said that he has encountered the biggest crisis in his career.

Whether he pretended not to hear it, or pretended to hear it.

Fortunately, Lu Jiayan didn’t have time to trouble him at the moment.

His mind was completely stunned by Sheng Mingzhi’s divorce notice just now.

Divorce threats are no strangers to him.

When he first got married, he went overseas, and in the itinerary reported every day by the assistant bodyguard in charge of protecting Sheng Mingzhi, Sheng Mingzhi said three sentences and two sentences about divorce.

At that time, he just smiled and didn’t take it to heart.

Sheng Jia has a close relationship with Ming Chen.

Divorce is not something Sheng Mingzhi can leave if he wants to.

Besides, three years ago…

Even if he heard Sheng Mingzhi talking about divorce three years ago, his heart did not fluctuate too much.

It’s just not what it used to be.

Lu Jiayan never expected that now when he heard Sheng Mingzhi’s mention of divorce, the irritability and panic in his heart had gone beyond his cognition.

Lu Jiayan didn’t even notice how ugly his face was at the moment.

Without thinking about it, he called Sheng Mingzhi back. After four or five calls, the other party didn’t answer, and the sixth one simply hung up.

WeChat and phone are treated the same.

Either don’t answer, or hang up.

Lu Jiayan persevered and played more than a dozen times, and he felt relieved for some reason.

At least Sheng Mingzhi hasn’t blocked him, is it a fortune among misfortunes?

He put down the phone, pinched his brows, and his tone was as cold as never before: “Go check it out. Who did Second Young Master meet today.”

For no reason, how could Sheng Mingzhi bring up the old story and talk about divorce again?

His temper is indeed arrogant and willful, but it is not a random hair without asking the reason.

Yao Shen’s movements were fast, and he collected Sheng Mingzhi’s day’s itinerary in less than ten minutes.

Seeing the conflict between him and Song Yi, Lu Jiayan’s brows knit together.

Lu Jiayan has heard about the Sheng family.

Yao Shen observed the words and feelings, and took advantage of the trend to tell Song Yi’s previous hot search with Lu Xiao.

No wonder Sheng Mingzhi was able to ask that question today. It was indeed Sheng Xu who brought up the marriage back then, but not many people knew about it.

Song Yi was able to know, and most of it was revealed by Lu Xiao.

After listening to Lu Jiayan, her face was calm and her tone was not good: “Go and tell Lu Xiao, I didn’t let him come to block my lover. Next time, I will let him pack up and go abroad with Chen Yulei.”

Yao Shen lowered his head tremblingly: “Okay, President Lu.”

After warning Lu Xiao, Lu Jiayan was still suffocating.

Unspeakable irritability, it seems that he wants to save something, but he is helpless at this point.

Seeing this, Yao Shen hurriedly asked, “Mr. Lu, what about Song Yi’s movie…”

Lu Jiayan said coldly: “If he likes to film or not, Sheng Jia will not participate in any investment in this film.”

This sentence is equivalent to cutting off the back road of “Dear”.

Sheng Jia has already released such words. Who in the industry dares to oppose Sheng Jia without any discernment and run to invest in a literary film that is already on the street?

After Yao Shen wrote it down, he glanced at Lu Jiayan again.

There are still two meetings in the evening, but depending on the situation, Lu Jiayan probably has no mood to deal with it at all.

Sure enough, the next second, the boss said, “Go and follow Mingzhi and see where he plans to go next.”

In fact, Sheng Mingzhi didn’t know where he was going.

If you just finished talking about the divorce, you will definitely not be able to go back to Xishan One. I usually can’t go to a few residences. They are all given by Mr. Lu after marriage. Some of them are written in his name and Lu Jiayan’s name. They are considered joint property after marriage.

Going to live again, doesn’t it seem that he is very spineless?

After thinking about it, Sheng Mingzhi finally called Shen Ling and planned to stay at her house for a few days.

So, when Shen Ling opened the door, she saw such a Sheng Mingzhi.

His eyes were red, and there was an indescribable slump on his body, as if he had suddenly lost the ability to shine.

She was startled, and quickly dragged Sheng Mingzhi into the living room.

When we came, there was a light rain in Yunjing.

The rain and fog on Sheng Mingzhi’s body looked so pitiful.

Like an abandoned puppy.

“What did you do? Who messed you up and cried like this?” Shen Ling quickly put ice on his eyes: “You must be swollen when you wake up tomorrow morning, you are still a star, why don’t you have any awareness of maintenance!”

It’s a pity that her one-liners are useless, and it makes the already delicate atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Sheng Mingzhi was in no mood to drink hot milk. It took five minutes from entering the room to the present before he said the first sentence: “I divorced Lu Jiayan.”

Shen Ling covered his face for a while, and a storm surged in her heart: “Why do you suddenly think about divorce?”

It is not the first time that Sheng Mingzhi has complained to her that he wants to divorce Lu Jiayan.

But this was the first time that he had been in such a state. Shen Ling knew him well and knew that this time was very serious.

Without any hesitation, the woman’s sixth instinct suspected that it was related to Song Yi.

“If you can’t make it through, then leave.” Sheng Mingzhi muttered.

“Isn’t it a good time?” Shen Ling whispered, “And you said a few days ago that Lu Jiayan seems to like you a little—”

As a result, her voice stopped abruptly when she saw Sheng Mingzhi’s expression.

Not to mention it.

When Sheng Mingzhi heard it again, the grievances welled up like a dyke, turning into tears, filling his eyes.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he didn’t want Shen Ling to see his expression.

Liu Hai slightly covered his eyes.

He just lowered his head and made a “pat”, tears fell on the back of his hand, and then slowly slid down.

Shen Ling was speechless for a while.

Silence spread in the living room.

Shen Ling hugged him after realizing it, and searched for comfort: “Aiya. It’s alright, divorce is just divorce, you are so handsome, are you worried that you can’t find a partner? Or like me, it’s great to be single, let’s raise fish together Yes, yes, the quality of the fish in my pond is super high, so I’ll introduce you to one or two later!”

Seeing that Sheng Mingzhi didn’t respond, she had to continue: “If you want to rest for a while, you can give up a tree and look forward to a forest, how wonderful!”

After a long while, Sheng Mingzhi said, “I know.”

He choked up: “But those aren’t him.”

After a long time, Sheng Mingzhi whispered, “I know what you said.”

In this case, even if Shen Ling hadn’t told him, he had told himself countless times.

Doesn’t he know that people can’t die without love? Don’t you know he doesn’t like him that much? Does he not know?

What do you do if you know it, and what do you do after you understand these truths?

He still… likes him a lot.

Sheng Mingzhi probably didn’t want to cry too ugly, and always kept his head down and didn’t want to lift it up.

Shen Ling sat silently on the sofa, and she had been shocked for a while. She didn’t know when Sheng Mingzhi actually had real feelings for this plastic marriage! Shouldn’t it be unexpected, I didn’t expect Lu Jiayan to be so charming, wouldn’t he really be some kind of male fox?

She patted his back lightly and couldn’t help thinking about it.

In my impression, Sheng Mingzhi was not a crybaby.

Shen Ling had known him for ten years, and they had seen him cry twice.

The last time it seemed that Sheng Mingzhi had just returned from the winter camp at Beijing University when he was a freshman and a sophomore.

Perhaps it was because he had not yet entered the learning state after returning from the winter vacation. For several days, Sheng Mingzhi was absent-minded and had little motivation.

In the end, when he was not in a good state, the head teacher came to talk to him, and he also asked Sheng Mingzhi whether he was in a puppy love.

Because of this, Shen Ling also became the key suspect of Sheng Mingzhi’s puppy love, and was pulled to the Political and Religious Office to ask questions several times.

It went on like this for a week, and Sheng Mingzhi looked out of the window again as if he was empty.

His face was pale and bloodless. In just a few weeks after the start of school, he had lost weight visibly to the naked eye, like a fragile porcelain bottle that shattered when touched.

This made Shen Ling start to wonder if she was tortured by the Beijing University’s winter camp.

At this moment, a paper airplane passed by her ear and landed on Sheng Mingzhi’s desk crookedly.

Shen Ling turned back with him.

Seeing Jiang Bie lying on the back table, he smiled and said, “Sheng Mingzhi, are you going to go skiing? I’ll take you out to relax!”

That was the first time Sheng Mingzhi followed Jiang Bie to skip class.

Shen Ling originally wanted to go, but the date of her dance competition was approaching, so she could only regretfully abandon this plan.

The ski resort in Jiangbee’s mouth is in the suburbs of Yunjing, and it takes an hour and a half to drive there.

Because they were skipping classes, neither of them dared to call the driver at home, put their schoolbags on their backs, took the subway first, and then took the bus. They walked along the icy road in the suburbs, crunching the dead branches, and gradually the frost turned into frost. became snow.

Sheng Mingzhi looked up and saw the gray sky, the cold wind whipped up the snow, blowing straight to his face.

“It’s not bad.” Jiang Bie crossed his waist, wearing the autumn school uniform in the winter school uniform, and wearing the summer school uniform in the autumn school uniform. The strange way of dressing is as out of tune as his people, standing straight like a small poplar: “Here is the distance. The mountain closest to Yunjing International Airport is also the highest mountain, and every plane taking off can be seen.”

He turned his head to look at Sheng Mingzhi and said, “When I was young, my mother lied to me that when I was standing on this mountain and talking to the plane, everyone on the plane could hear it.”

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, and seemed to be a little disgusted, and said indifferently: “These nonsense words can only deceive you, an idiot.”

He paused, had a chat with Jiang Bie, and took advantage of the situation: “What else did your mother say?”

Jiang Bie smiled, did not refute, and said lightly: “My mother said it.”

He looked at the sky and exhaled a white breath, “Before you love someone, you must first learn to love yourself.”

In an instant, it snowed even harder.

Silently fell to the ground.

Jiang Bie shook his shoulders, and suddenly put his hand to his mouth in a trumpet shape: “Hello-how are you-friends on the plane-can you hear-“

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly regained his senses and felt ashamed suddenly.

I subconsciously looked around to see if there was anyone around, it was empty.

Yes oh, so much snow.

It seems that only a fool like Jiang Bie would go skiing in this ghost weather.

Oh.

Now there are still people who have listened to his nonsense, this idiot.

After he finished shouting, he encouraged Sheng Mingzhi: “You also try.”

Sheng Mingzhi felt embarrassed: “No. It’s a shame.”

“It’s alright.” Jiang Bie pushed him: “If something happens, just say your name is Jiang Bie.”

As if inspired, Sheng Mingzhi felt that it was probably because he was out of his mind at that time that he would do such a mentally retarded thing.

He looked up at the sky and saw no planes fly by.

Sheng Mingzhi’s eyes paused for a moment, then he gathered up his courage and shouted like Jiang Bie, “How are you—”

It was as if a switch had been turned on.

The shouting after that, gradually became smoother than the last.

He had nothing to say, just repeated over and over again against the snowy sky:

“How are you-“

“How are you-“

And then he didn’t even notice his hoarseness.

Heavy snow fell on his cheeks, melted into water, and gradually covered his entire face.

Sheng Mingzhi tried so hard that he staggered a few steps and almost fell into the snow.

He finally couldn’t help it, and he broke down and cried with his hands on the ground.

– How are you, will you be okay.

Will it be good to go abroad?

Will you take good care of yourself, will you still remember me?

Those hidden names are secrets.

Those fiery shouts to the mountain, all they heard were their own echoes.

The two did not succeed in skiing in the end.

In the afternoon, the snow was getting heavier and the visibility was down to five meters.

Jiang Bie grabbed his arm and ran to a milk tea shop to hide from the snow.

Sheng Mingzhi was in a daze, Jiang Bie handed him a cup of hot cocoa and put it on his face, so that Sheng Mingzhi was invigorated.

“Would you like to write something?”

It was handed over with the milk tea, along with a note and a pen.

Sheng Mingzhi looked up along his line of sight, and found that the real wall of the milk tea shop was filled with wishes and messages from tourists.

Jiang Bie had already written a sentence and posted it on the wall. Sheng Mingzhi wanted to see it, but he quickly covered it up: “Don’t be rude, I won’t show it to you, respect the privacy of the handsome guy.”

Sheng Mingzhi: …

Who wants to see your stuff?

Think with your toes.

With Jiangbei’s character, most of what he wrote was something like “Add v private to you SpongeBob SquarePants WeChat”.

—Who wants to know what SpongeBob’s WeChat is? !

Sheng Mingzhi poked his pen and looked at the heavy snow, hesitating for a moment.

Then he lowered his head and slowly wrote a small line on the sticky note.

When the twilight came together, their bad behavior of skipping classes was finally reported by the Disciplinary Committee.

The call came to Sheng Xu’s cell phone. He had just sent Lu Jiayan to the airport in the morning, and he came to clean up the mess for Sheng Mingzhi in the afternoon.

When Sheng Mingzhi went down the mountain, he unfortunately developed a high fever.

Jiang Bie had no choice but to carry him behind his back and walk down step by step.

Sheng Mingzhi had a dream all night, and woke up the next morning still dizzy.

After sitting on the bed for a few seconds, his eyes gradually retracted from the room.

Suddenly realized.

Oh, he’s not at home.

Memories come back little by little.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered that he beat Song Yi hard last night, then quarreled with Lu Jiayan, and then went to Shen Ling’s house to stay for one night, and couldn’t help crying. , crying, crying, crying, tired, and fell asleep.

He thought that the noise was so fierce last night.

At least, it is more reasonable to have a little insomnia.

Absolutely not.

I slept very well, and slept until dawn.

And when he woke up early in the morning, Sheng Mingzhi regretted it!

The picture of the diamond luxury car, villa and yacht generally appeared in front of his eyes, and the feeling of regret was subtly strengthened a lot.

Sure enough, quarrels can’t be quarreled at night. At night, there is a depressive buff, and the little things will be magnified countless times.

In fact, thinking about it now, he is not as angry as last night!

But the words spoken are like poured water.

Sheng Mingzhi twitched at the corner of his mouth when he remembered that he was going to get divorced aggressively.

Opening the door, she saw that Shen Ling was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He seemed to be chatting with someone on WeChat, and when he saw him, he felt guilty and put away his phone.

Sheng Mingzhi glanced at her hesitantly: “What are you doing sneakily?”

Shen Ling laughed dryly and said quickly, “Didn’t you say you wanted a divorce last night, I’m contacting a lawyer for you!”

Sheng Mingzhi: …

Neither.

so positive.

Shen Ling pushed the computer in front of him.

Two graphs are displayed on the screen.

One picture shows a plain middle-aged man wearing a more plain polo shirt, standing on a concrete road in the countryside, carrying a peeling briefcase.

Another picture shows a row of elite lawyers with arms folded.

Shen Ling: “Choose a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit for you.”

Sheng Mingzhi: “…”

He stared at the computer screen for two seconds.

Then he gestured at the simple middle-aged man: “Just him.”

It looks like you can defeat the divorce lawsuit.jpg

Teacher Xiaosheng has the winning ticket.

Shen Ling paused: “Wow. Yes, it can be seen that you are determined to divorce Lu Jiayan. If you play well, after the divorce, you can only go to prison to see Lu Jiayan.”

Sheng Mingzhi: “???”

Suddenly there is a bad premonition.

Sheng Mingzhi spoke vigilantly, pointing at the middle-aged man: “What’s his surname?”

Shen Ling said sincerely, “The last name is Luo.”

…

…

“I didn’t say I’m going to get a divorce now.” Sheng Mingzhi tried to fool the topic: “Let’s talk about it later.”

“Okay then, see you.” Shen Ling glanced at the time: “I have a party today, so I’ll go first. You can get some food at home.”

After that, she ran faster than a car just like a dog was chasing her.

Sheng Mingzhi felt that her behavior was abnormal and strange and inexplicable.

However, he was indeed a little hungry.

I didn’t eat much yesterday, and I had a fight with Song Yi at night. I was so full of anger, how could I still have the mood to eat.

When I think of Lu Jiayan, I get even more angry.

Teacher Xiaosheng turned his grief and anger into appetite, took out two packets of snail noodles from the refrigerator, and put them all directly into the pot.

Ten minutes later, Sheng Mingzhi sat on the sofa with the pot, ready to start.

He turned on the TV and chose a funny variety show to make the deserted home more lively.

Just after a few breaths, there was movement at the door.

Sheng Mingzhi thought it was Shen Ling who went back and forth. He probably forgot to bring something, so he ignored it.

As soon as the door opened, it wasn’t Shen Ling who came, it was Lu Jiayan, who was busy.

Although the man was neatly dressed, his face was still a little tired.

As a result, just after he raised his eyes to see Sheng Mingzhi, Lu Jiayan froze with a gesture of opening the door.

For some reason, he remembered Shen Ling’s WeChat message he had received an hour ago – that’s why he couldn’t help rushing over.

Shen Ling: [Brother Lu, Mingzhi is really sad, he can’t eat, he hasn’t slept all night, he’s haggard and pitiful. 】

Shen Ling: [It can be said that I am heartbroken, and I am still washing my face with tears at home! 】

…

Lu Jiayan’s eyes slowly fell, as if looking for evidence of “can’t eat”.

Sheng Mingzhi’s “long-winded” snail powder stopped all at once, stopped the “goose goose” laughter from watching variety shows, and looked at Lu Jiayan stiffly.

He was still wearing heavy home pajamas, his hair was messy like a chicken coop, his expression was blank, and there was soup on the corners of his mouth.