I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss - Chapter 7

Sheng Mingzhi swallowed his breath and looked at the chat record sent by Lu Jiayan, and exhaled a long breath.

Then he looked blankly at the Jinmao International Building, which happened to pass by outside the window of the car-the meeting gift that Mr. Lu gave him when Sheng Mingzhi married Lu Jiayan.

The International Building is located in the prime location of Yunjing.

Well, take a second look.

Disappointed.

Sheng Mingzhi hung up his business smirk, and gloomily spared no effort to output in the chat box:

“Dear, may I ask which optical shop did you buy such a large glasses cloth, are you going to keep it as your own shroud in the future…”

Before a line of words is finished, WeChat shows that the other party is typing.

The message came faster than him.

Lu Jiayan: [However, it’s very beautiful. 】

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned for a moment as he gritted his teeth and typed words.

He stared at these five words as if he had seen a ghost. He couldn’t imagine that Lu Jiayan, the vicious and arrogant young master, could say such kind words.

Sheng Mingzhi once suspected that Lu Jiayan’s dictionary did not contain a root of praise.

He clicked on a photo he had taken at the beach.

After appreciating it for two seconds, I thought: “It’s an official answer to his nonsense. It’s very good-looking, and a bit of ivory is spit out of the dog’s mouth.”

The phone continued to vibrate, he exited the photo, and Lu Jiayan’s news came again.

[But don’t shoot next time. 】

After a few seconds, the other party continued to reply slowly and confidently: [Or privately send it to me. 】

Sheng Mingzhi: […]

Oh.

What are you teaching me to do?

Why send it to you privately? Does my clothes have the same amount of fabric as your glasses?

He murmured for a while, but his fingers on the screen paused.

The next second, Sheng Mingzhi accidentally switched the page, hiding the Jiugongge Moments of the beach photo taken in Hawaii, so that only he could see it.

The Maybach drove forward steadily for another ten minutes, and Sheng Mingzhi suddenly picked up the phone again, and changed it to only visible to Lu Jiayan.

After doing all this, Sheng Mingzhi sighed and thought rigorously: Since Lu Jiayan has withdrawn Qiao Yan’s films and endorsements, it is not that he can’t generously satisfy his little wish.

It was nearly ten o’clock when Sheng Mingzhi returned home.

Xishan No. 1 is still as quiet as an oil painting. After half a month, it still reminds Sheng Mingzhi of the day he died.

As soon as he walked into the front yard, Sheng Mingzhi was acutely aware of what was on the side of the yard.

The luxury car that should have been parked in the garage abruptly parked on the left side of the gate.

And it was a brand new car that Sheng Mingzhi had never seen before.

He had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

—There are more than 20 luxury cars in the underground garage of Xishan No. 1, but this one is obviously a Lamborghini that Sheng Mingzhi has longed for, or a customized version. The license plate number is his initials.

The market price is 60 million.

His gaze was frozen for ten seconds.

Sheng Mingzhi struggled to tear his eyes off the car body.

Huh, what do you think of him? Is he the kind of man who can be easily bought by money?

If Lu Jiayan sincerely wanted to apologize and reconcile, he would at least kowtow to himself twice.

He will reluctantly choose to give him a chance to reform.

This firm idea was shaken slightly when Sheng Mingzhi entered the door and saw the Patek Philippe custom-made watch on the living room table.

The sun and the moon are engraved on the dark blue mechanical dial, which obviously echoes his name.

The market price is 20 million.

At this moment, Lu Jiayan just turned around on the Nakashima Terrace, holding a bowl of hot soup that was just out of the pot in his hand.

Then it collided with Sheng Mingzhi’s sight in the living room in the air.

…

…

The atmosphere was subtly awkward.

Lu Jiayan’s attitude was a little sloppy, raised his eyebrows, and looked at his lover who hadn’t seen each other for half a month.

Sheng Mingzhi was wearing a camel-colored windbreaker today, with a belt that pinched his waist thin.

As a result, just when he was ready to spend the night talking with the little ancestor in front of him, the little ancestor suddenly blinked and said in a natural and harmless manner, “Brother Jiayan.”

The last time I called him “Brother Jiayan” was three years ago when Sheng Mingzhi wanted a yacht worth $500 million.

However, this title reminds Lu Jiayan of Sheng Mingzhi’s boyhood.

At that time, the little ancestor had not developed the arrogant temper that he is now.

Following behind him, he honestly called him brother Jiayan, obedient and quiet.

After Lu Jiayan heard this, her brows raised a little more.

There is nothing to betray, and it is not a traitor or a steal.

The little ancestor pointed to the watch on the table: “Is this what you gave me?”

Lu Jiayan leaned against the Zhongdao platform and said slowly, “No.”

Sheng Mingzhi didn’t care about his answer at all, he picked up the watch skillfully, pretended to have no emotion in his voice, and said mechanically: “That’s great, I knew it was you who gave it to me. Thank you, Brother Jiayan, I like it very much, so forgive me. is you.”

To be more yin and yang, to be more yin and yang.

Try to directly kill the old man Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi was obviously in love with the newly acquired watch, and he gestured on his wrist for a long time, without giving Lu Jiayan a look.

Until Lu Jiayan put down the meal, reached out and buttoned on the table: “let’s talk?”

Sheng Mingzhi finally regained his senses, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Their plastic love affair is piled up with vulgar money. Now that the money is in place, Sheng Mingzhi also said that adults have a lot of forgiveness for Lu Jiayan’s “derailment” behavior, and continue to give some advice for the rest of his life.

What else is there to talk about?

It was probably the expression “I didn’t have a word with you” written all over his face.

Lu Jiayan continued: “Is there anything you want to say to me?”

Sheng Mingzhi paused: “I said it.”

Seeing Patek Philippe’s face, he mercifully repeated: “Thank you.”

The “thank you” in exchange for 80 million is sincere and touching.

Lu Jiayan nodded and said, “This is what you should thank.”

Sheng Mingzhi: “…”

Don’t die, dog man.

Give a little color to open a dyeing workshop.

Sheng Mingzhi felt that his mood that had just been comforted by 80 million was ignited by Lu Jiayan’s fire.

Just when he was getting angry and ready to preemptively find fault, he suddenly heard Lu Jiayan speak:

“Mingzhi.”

Rarely, he did not address him by his first and last names.

Sheng Mingzhi took a breath, and his eardrum seemed to hear the heartbeat in his chest.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know about Qiao Yan. I went to the Haicheng Film Festival on the day I returned to China to pick you up.”

The room was so quiet that the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Sheng Mingzhi’s expression suddenly became a little surprised, as if in disbelief.

This is a little different from Lu Jiayan’s expected reaction.

Judging from Sheng Mingzhi’s face-saving character, what he cares most about is not that he spreads scandals with others outside, smears his face, and makes him embarrassed.

He explained now, shouldn’t he be comfortable?

But what’s the matter with this little ancestor’s expression now?

Was it surprising what he said?

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” It took a long time for Sheng Mingzhi to speak dully, but he didn’t get the point at all, and said in shock, “You have the word ‘sorry’ in your vocabulary.”

He thought that Lu Jiayan, an arrogant, vicious and arrogant president, would only say “Are you satisfied with what you see?” “Oh, man, you have successfully caught my attention”.

Lu Jiayan: …

It turns out that Qiao Yan’s endorsement and movie were really lost because of Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Mingzhi felt relieved for a while in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface. Then he snorted and said noble and coldly: “Since you have already apologized to me, then I will reluctantly accept your apology gift.”

yes.

You don’t look too reluctant.

Lu Jiayan reflexively wanted to reply to him, but he remembered that he managed to coax the little ancestor.

He swallowed these two sentences in a daze, and hung up a gentle smile.

This fake Sheng Mingzhi wanted to roll his eyes with his usual hypocritical expression.

Don’t pretend to be big brother, who are you going to show in private? The Oscars won’t award you the best actor, thank you.

However, the power of 80 million should not be underestimated. In addition, Sheng Mingzhi, who had been hungry all afternoon, ate the supper made by Mr. Lu himself. The little ancestor ignored his disgusting smile and felt very comfortable physically and mentally.

An hour later, Sheng Mingzhi completely forgot about the conflict between the two, and happily ran out to try his new Lamborghini.

Of course, the most important thing is to pose for one hundred and eighty pictures and post them on Weibo to show off fiercely.

As a culprit, Lu Jiayan has completely become Sheng Mingzhi’s photo tool and a handsome selfie stick.

Finally, a month after Lu Jiayan returned to China, there was a rare moment of peace between the two.

So that Sheng Mingzhi looked at his cheap lover who took pictures of him, and had the illusion that it would be good to live like this.

After all, Lu Jiayan is rich, handsome, and clean. His relationship history before marrying him is a blank sheet of paper.

Although most of the time, his tongue is deadly, but it also seems that his gentleness is very valuable.

Sheng Mingzhi almost forgot when Lu Jiayan looked so gentle last time. When he put away his aura and indifference, he was like an ordinary brother next door.

However, all this was completely disillusioned when he saw the photos Lu Jiayan took of him.

Sheng Mingzhi stared blankly at himself who was only “one meter four” in the photo, and then deleted and destroyed it completely.

Without cerebral thrombosis for ten years, I can’t take pictures of aesthetics pulling my hips like this.

How could he feel that it was not bad to live with Lu Jiayan? !

Sure enough, the brain just flooded.

divorce.

I really can’t get through.

Lu Jiayan still didn’t understand why Sheng Mingzhi, who was in a good mood one second, turned dark the next second, and directly shook him off to go up to the second floor.

And slammed the door hard, with a “bang” resounding through Xishan No. 1.

He clearly told Lu Jiayan that his young lover was very angry.

Not only that, Lu Jiayan also humbly asked for advice and was not ashamed to ask.

At twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, I sent a WeChat message to Sheng Mingzhi: [What’s wrong? 】

Sheng Mingzhi laughed angrily when he saw the message he sent.

What’s wrong? !

Do you still have the face to ask? !

What happened to me, I was 1.8 meters tall and you made me 1.4 meters tall!

【thank you. 】

Sheng Ming gritted his teeth childishly, and replied viciously: [I was 1.8 meters tall and was photographed by you to be 1.4 meters tall. 】

【? 】

【One meter eight? 】

The message Lu Jiayan sent was filled with doubts and a hint of sarcasm.

Especially the question mark thrown over made Sheng Mingzhi feel the anger of the morning once again.

Lu Jiayan slowly cut the message: [How did you measure it? Measured with the naked eye? 】

“You don’t care how I measure it!” Sheng Mingzhi felt annoyed and angry that he had been exposed, and sent a direct voice message: “You are so ugly.”

Lu Jiayan was still in a calm mood to reason with him: “Sheng Mingzhi, theoretically, I am half a head taller than you. From my point of view, it will indeed produce this effect.”

Sheng Ming was so childish that he didn’t want to talk to him, lying on the bed thinking about divorce and dividing up the family property.

Just after he thought that Lu Jiayan would not reply to him, the other party sent another message.

[Send me a copy of the photos I took tonight. 】

The photo was taken with Sheng Mingzhi’s mobile phone. If it is a beautiful picture, then Sheng Mingzhi is happy to share it with others.

But if he wanted his 1.4-meter photo to fall into the hands of others, it would be better to kill him directly.

Sheng Mingzhi snorted and said stubbornly: [Why send it to you? Don’t you know that photos of handsome guys are treasures for all mankind? More eyesight can prolong life. 】

After a while, Lu Jiayan replied leisurely: [Isn’t someone thinks I’m old? It just happened that I should take a few more glances to prolong my life. 】

Sheng Mingzhi: …

That one-meter-four ugly photo will only save your life, thank you.