I Really Don’t Want to Sign a Marriage Agreement with the Big Boss - Chapter 9

Sheng Mingzhi’s body stiffened for a moment.

Lu Jiayan was just across the road from him. He felt a little guilty for some reason, and he glanced back subconsciously, but fortunately Huo Yuzhe had already left.

and many more.

What if Huo Yuzhe doesn’t leave? He has nothing to do with Huo Yuzhe.

Moreover, even if it is related, with Lu Jiayan’s identity as a plastic husband, can he control him?

Sheng Mingzhi instantly became rational and strong, crossed the road in three or two steps, and raised his chin slightly: “Why are you here?”

Lu Jiayan showed no expression, still like that, and replied lazily, “Am I disturbing you two?”

…

…

He did see it.

“I’m a colleague with him…” Sheng Mingzhi said, but halfway through the explanation, he felt inexplicable: No, why should I explain to him?

As far as the two of them are plastic husbands, there is no need to explain!

Therefore, Sheng Mingzhi immediately stopped the topic and raised his voice: “You haven’t answered my question, why are you here?”

Obviously he did something wrong, but listening to the tone, he was questioning Lu Jiayan instead.

Lu Jiayan raised his eyes and said in a light voice, “Walk.”

Sheng Mingzhi: …

He swallowed the sentence “Are you ill?” that had already reached his mouth, and said calmly, “You drive 24 kilometers from Yunjingdong to Yunjingxi just to go for a walk? Who will believe it? You lied to the puppy. ?”

“yes.”

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned.

Immediately, he found himself caught in Lu Jiayan’s trap. He was about to retort in a frenzy when he heard Lu Jiayan speak in a timid tone, and asked knowingly, “It can’t be here to pick you up from get off work anyway, right?”

Dog man, can’t speak without irony?

Sheng Mingzhi complained in his heart, and at the same time was a little surprised: He really came to pick him up from get off work.

Since it is to pick him up, then speak well, and have to do something so yin and yang.

However, he didn’t expect that Lu Jiayan, a workaholic, would be able to drop his work one day to pick him up, and his mood suddenly improved.

For the time being, forgive the other party’s yin and yang weirdness.

He opened the car door, and before getting into the car, he suddenly paused and remembered a very important question: “How long have you been here?”

I should have… I didn’t hear the conversation between him and Huo Yuzhe.

Not a bad word though.

But Sheng Mingzhi was inexplicably a little guilty.

His own ears are not good, so he saves others by himself, thinking that everyone is intermittently deaf like him.

In the next second, Sheng Mingzhi’s expectations came to nothing, only Lu Jiayan laughed, how cold and ill-intentioned: “It’s been a long time. If I came later, I wouldn’t know that I have such an old son. .”

Sheng Mingzhi’s expression froze immediately, and there was even a hint of embarrassment in the air.

He glanced at Lu Jiayan silently, “Did you hear it just now?”

The small expression is quite aggrieved.

Who is wronged? Lu Jiayan laughed angrily at him.

“Huh?” Lu Jiayan’s peach blossom eyes looked over, and the ends of his eyes were long, with some warmth and a mean tone: “What do you hear? Do you like a domineering little wolf dog, or a young one? After all, you are looking for someone, and Don’t you want to find yourself a father?”

…

Didn’t you hear it all!

Sheng Mingzhi was silent for a while.

Lu Jiayan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and then the little ancestor suddenly said, “That’s right. I didn’t mean to say that.”

Sheng Mingzhi looked up at him, the upper eye line was very obvious, and he looked a bit innocent.

But what he said did not match his expression at all, and he said confidently, “Don’t think what I said is ugly.”

He paused and said firmly: “After all, the truth is ugly.”

Lu Jiayan: …

Where did he get the illusion just now?

Do you think this little ancestor is going to apologize to him?

Before Lu Jiayan could react, Sheng Mingzhi hurriedly opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

Anyway, he was already in the car, even if Lu Jiayan got angry, he couldn’t drive him off.

Just a few seconds after sitting down, Lu Jiayan got into the car from the main driver.

It seemed that he had decided to come pick him up on an impromptu basis, and he didn’t even call a driver.

Sheng Mingzhi saw him driving out of the corner of his eye, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little dazed.

The last time I saw Lu Jiayan driving was many years ago. At that time, he was still in the first year of junior high school, and Lu Jiayan had just obtained his driver’s license, and the position of the co-pilot was not his – it was his brother Sheng Xu who always occupied the position of Lu Jiayan’s co-pilot.

Lu Jiayan is in the same class as Sheng Xu High School, one is the first in age and the other is the last.

The last one is Sheng Xu.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly remembered this, and snorted inexplicably.

Because of this, when he was a child, he was pure and ignorant and always thought that Lu Jiayan was his male sister-in-law. Later, when the truth came out, Lu Jiayan and his brother teamed up and laughed fiercely, making him embarrassed and unable to raise his head.

Sure enough, Lu Jiayan, an old dog, has a dark heart since he was a child.

Even a kind-hearted, pitiful and innocent junior high school student like him was deceived.

Maybe it was because of old memories, Sheng Mingzhi looked like he was staring at the car window in a daze.

Suddenly, at this moment, he broke into Lu Jiayan’s figure in the corner of his vision.

Half of the other party left the main driver and leaned towards him.

In the confined space, this posture is very aggressive, and the distance is ambiguous. Sheng Mingzhi can almost smell the faint aroma of Lu Jiayan’s clothes.

Sheng Mingzhi knew that Lu Jiayan didn’t use perfume very much.

The smell on the body should be the woody fragrance that remains on the suit after washing the clothes.

He was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, suddenly regained his senses, and leaned on the back of the chair vigilantly, like a frightened small animal.

Just when he was about to grab Lu Jia’s extended wrist in the next second, the other party just pulled the safety belt on him and buckled it firmly.

Lu Jiayan finished all this smoothly, and then looked at Sheng Mingzhi’s face as if he was facing a great enemy, paused for a while, and asked in a deep sense, “What are you nervous about?”

Sheng Mingzhi just regained his senses. It turned out that Lu Jiayan was putting on the seat belt for him. He thought—

“Who’s nervous?” Sheng Mingzhi glared at him, but the chaotic heartbeat betrayed him, frightened.

“Look at you.” Lu Jiayan glanced at him lightly, with an inexplicable beating tone: “Don’t mistake me for kissing you.”

Sheng Mingzhi: …

Who will use a ruler to measure the thickness of this big brother’s face? !

After a long while, Lu Jiayan’s light laughter suddenly sounded in the carriage.

“It’s beautiful to think about.”

…

Sheng Mingzhi, murder is against the law, calm down.

He took a deep breath and stared straight ahead.

Then he lowered his head and took out his phone.

Lu Jiayan glanced at him again, “It’s not so much to post this in the circle of friends to show off.”

Sheng Ming was so childish that his head was buzzing, and the strength of typing could almost crush the screen of the mobile phone. He gritted his back teeth and said, “You think too much. I just sent a message to my agent.”

Lu Jiayan: “What news?”

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly squeezed out an innocent smile and said lightly: “Tell him, my dad will pick me up from get off work today, so don’t wait for me.”

Lu Jiayan: …

It was already six o’clock in the afternoon when Lu Jiayan received Sheng Mingzhi, and the two had dinner outside.

For the sake of this extra delicious dinner, Sheng Mingzhi was almost relieved on the way back to Xishan No. 1.

Holding the phone P picture all the way.

I chose a few pictures that Lu Jiayan took for him last time that he could barely see next to the Lamborghini, and together with the dinner he ate today, a total of six pictures were collected.

Sheng Mingzhi couldn’t pick out the last selfie picture.

In the photo, he is facing the camera, wearing a lilac co-branded hoodie, showing a standard eight-tooth smile, the curvature of which is accurate to the decimal point, ensuring that every inch of the handsome guy’s face looks good.

Of course, the blinding, low-key and extravagant wedding ring on the ring finger, as well as the two thousand Vacheron Constantin that Lu Jiayan just gave him on his wrist, are also extraordinarily beautiful.

The angle of the two selfies is the same, even the lighting is the same.

However, the P-picture technique is different, and if you look closely, you can still see the slight difference, which makes him fall into the difficulty of choosing.

Logically speaking, Lu Jiayan is on his left, just show him the selfie picture.

But Sheng Mingzhi remembered Lu Jiayan, the old man’s straight man’s disease, and it is estimated that he can’t see anything if he shows him, and maybe he will ridicule him that three photos together can be eliminated like Xiaoxiaole.

Ha ha.

Why do you find yourself guilty.

Sheng Mingzhi sent two photos to Shen Ling, and finally, after discussion, he selected one with the more obvious Vacheron Constantin logo, which can intuitively tell the majority of netizens: Brother is very rich and is showing off his wealth.

Probably because he had been playing with his mobile phone for too long, Lu Jiayan asked casually, “What are you looking at?”

Sheng Mingzhi replied calmly: “Does it have anything to do with you?”

Then press the chat box voice to reply to Shen Ling.

As a result, Lu Jiayan said almost at the same time when he spoke: “Why is it okay? Am I not your father?”

Sheng Mingzhi was slipped by Lei’s hand.

The unfinished voice was sent to Shen Ling like this.

he:…

Is it too late to withdraw now?

Not long after, Shen Ling replied to him in the chat box.

【…】

[Are you husband and wife playing so wildly? 】

No arguing.

Sheng Mingzhi was too lazy to explain to Shen Ling, and directly posted the six selected pictures on Weibo.

His black fans are also coming, and the comments are more visible to the naked eye.

Of course, it was nothing more than mocking him for pretending to be a primary school student. Sheng Mingzhi was so bored that he simply slapped them in the comment area.

“Why don’t you put a price tag directly on Vacheron Constantin?”

[Accepted. 】

“Don’t stand in front of other people’s luxury cars and pose for pictures, it’s embarrassing.”

【You are in a hurry. 】

“Wife, you are so beautiful, give me a hasty [color]”

【? 】

“To be honest, you only have one face that looks better than Qiao Yan.”

【well said. I hope Qiao Yan is as self-aware as you are. 】

When Qiao Yan was mentioned, another battle of fans and blacks followed.

Sheng Mingzhi was not interested in the eighteenth generation of his ancestors. After turning off his mobile phone, he focused on admiring the Vacheron Constantin custom watch on his wrist.

After admiring for a few minutes, he realized that the silence in the carriage was terrifying.

Since Lu Jiayan said the last sentence just now, he hasn’t spoken yet.

The man’s face was calm, he looked ahead, and the car drove smoothly.

Sheng Mingzhi watched for a while, his eyes moved away from Lu Jiayan’s handsome face, and then fell on Vacheron Constantin’s wrist.

20 million awakened the conscience of the little ancestor.

Sheng Mingzhi hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Lu Jiayan through the rearview mirror.

In fact, think about it carefully, is he going too far today?

Saying that Lu Jiayan is old… Actually Lu Jiayan is not old at all. He changed his suit, removed the temperament of an elite and boss, and thrown it into the university with no sense of disobedience. He was young and handsome.

There is no pressure to choose a school grass.

I heard that the post-90s like them who are running for the third time seem to care about their age?

Sheng Mingzhi felt a little guilt in his heart, and at the same time thought in horror: shouldn’t Lu Jiayan really care about this? Then he is pretty.

After a long while, Sheng Mingzhi broke the silence.

“Actually I think.”

Lu Jiayan’s eyes looked over.

Sheng Mingzhi muttered, “There’s nothing wrong with getting older.”

He searched in his mind, explained dryly, unskillfully, and with a little comforting tone: “I said on the Internet, it is better to find an old man to talk to me when I grow up with a boy.”

Lu Jiayan’s peach blossom eyes were already dyed with a smile, and she looked at Sheng Mingzhi with interest.

He wanted to see what the little ancestor wanted to say.

Sheng Mingzhi’s tone was sincere, and he said slowly, “The old man is also pretty good, so you don’t have to be too inferior.”

Lu Jiayan seemed to be amused by him, and when he spoke, his tone was wrapped in a smile: “How are you, old man?”

Sheng Mingzhi nodded and gave him an example: “The old man has subsistence allowances, and the old man has few things to do.”

“Well.” Lu Jiayan nodded, grinned, and said in a timid tone: “The old man can still be found after he’s gone, right?”