The whole world is afraid of our divorce [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Muchen felt that there was nothing wrong with what Cen Yixing said, but he did not admit it: "Of course not, I am not such a superficial person, if I fall in love with someone, and he happens to love me, then I will definitely go with him Go down, regardless of whether there is a problem with him or not."

"Besides, medical technology is so advanced now that it seems possible to do lengthening surgery..."

Cen Yixing said indifferently: "So the point is to extend the operation."

Shen Muchen: "..."

Shen Muchen coughed lightly: "No, no, I said, as long as there is love, I can accept the other party's situation."

Cen Yixing looked at Shen Muchen meaningfully: "Really?"

Shen Muchen nodded his head.

He thought to himself, it shouldn't be so miserable, the person he fell in love with happened to have a problem there, right?At the very least, it should be the personal average.

Cen Yixing handed the rice bowl in his hand to Shen Muchen: "Well, let's eat."

Shen Muchen carried his rice bowl and followed Cen Yixing to the restaurant. After he sat down, he realized belatedly that he didn't need to talk so much to Cen Yixing.

After dinner, Shen Muchen volunteered to wash the dishes, but Cen Yixing didn't stop him.

After that everything is business as usual.

To go to work the next day, Shen Muchen lay in bed early, and with the alarm clock ringing, he managed to wake up at [-]:[-].

Getting up to wash in a daze, Shen Muchen squinted his eyes and brushed his teeth, a dragon chant suddenly sounded in his head!

His eyes widened, his hands shook violently, and the toothbrush almost stuck in his mouth.

"Why is there such a sound?" Shen Muchen asked Steward Song vaguely before he could spit out the foam in his mouth.

Steward Song: "What's the sound?"

Shen Muchen was taken aback, and stretched out his hands to rub his ears.

Steward Song couldn't hear the dragon chant just now?

He recalled the voice just now thoughtfully.

Why did the voice sound directly in his mind, and he was the only one who heard it?Because he's a 'player'?

In other words, since he arrived in this world, from the beginning to the end, it seems that he only heard such a dragon chant, but he saw the dragon himself in the last world. Why this change?

Shen Muchen's mind was in a mess.

Could it be that something happened to the dragon?

He was a little worried.

After washing up, Shen Muchen walked out of the room.

Cen Yixing did not get up uncharacteristically, Shen Muchen looked at the deserted room, went to his door and knocked.

Cen Yixing's hoarse voice came from the room: "What are you doing?"

"Mr. Cen, are you okay?" Shen Muchen asked.

"It's okay." Cen Yixing said.

After a while, Cen Yixing opened the door.

He combed his hair meticulously, exposing his full forehead, and staring at Shen Muchen with a pair of black eyes, making him feel chilly.The corners of his mouth curled down slightly, and his whole body was full of unhappiness, looking extremely cold.

He was fully dressed and had obviously been up for a while.

Shen Muchen greeted him, thinking that there would be no loving breakfast this morning.

Sure enough, Cen Yixing bought the buns and millet porridge downstairs.

The two were sitting at the dining table eating, when Cen Yixing suddenly said, "You live in my house, and you still eat and drink mine, shouldn't you be paid?"

Shen Muchen almost choked.

He raised his head and pouted his mouth involuntarily: "...how much?"

"for free."

"Then what do you want?" Shen Muchen looked at Cen Yixing suspiciously.

Cen Yixing: "I've made up my mind and will tell you."

"Okay." Shen Muchen nodded casually.

"You agree so casually, are you not afraid that I will ask you to sleep with you?" Cen Yixing looked at the very conscientious employee in front of him.

Shen Muchen finally had a sense of crisis: "...Uh, it's not that bad, is it?"

Cen Yixing chuckled lightly: "Not at all."

Shen Muchen breathed a sigh of relief, he ate the steamed stuffed bun over and over again, and after swallowing everything in his mouth, he muttered: "What did you scare me just now, I almost couldn't eat it anymore."

"It's so scary to let you sleep with me?" Cen Yixing asked.

"Of course not." Shen Muchen just wanted to express his own views on love, but suddenly remembered that the original owner would agree to any personal care, and immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Then what?" Cen Yixing raised his eyebrows.

Shen Muchen said solemnly: "I think you look very serious on weekdays, like a veteran cadre, very mature and stable, and you will definitely not make that kind of request. I was a little surprised when I first heard you say such a thing, so I will react that way."

Cen Yixing looked at Shen Muchen.

Shen Muchen looked innocent: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He said nothing.

After eating and drinking enough, the two went to the company.

Cen Yixing had a regular meeting on Monday morning, sat in the office for a while, then got up and left, leaving Shen Muchen alone in the office.

Shen Muchen was bored alone.He said that he came to the company, but he did not enter through formal channels, and he was not familiar with his colleagues. He had no tasks at hand, so he picked up a pen and paper, and randomly drew some inspired jewelry designs in his mind.

Anyway, idle is idle.

After finishing a few drafts, Shen Muchen got up to pour tea.

Holding the ceramic mug, he opened the door of the office, and met the two people in the corridor.

The person walking in the front is obviously Yu Huan.

Shen Muchen was taken aback.

Behind him was the older Assistant Zhou.

Seeing this, Assistant Zhou was about to speak when he heard Shen Muchen, who was either the CEO's little lover or the CEO's younger brother's little lover, say, "It's you?"

People who dare to love know each other.

Assistant Zhou shut up silently.

Yu Huan nodded: "I'll talk to Mr. Cen about business."

"He's gone to a meeting now." Shen Muchen said.

"I know." Yu Huan said, "Assistant Zhou is about to take me to the reception room."

He said, staring at Shen Muchen with a strange look, "You are not from the bar...how did you appear here?"

The last time the two of them met was in the bar where Shen Muchen worked. At that time, Shen Muchen was sticking to his toilet door, and he didn't know what he was doing. He looked like a pervert. He was still wearing the work clothes of that bar, Yu Huan remembered it very clearly.

Shen Muchen coughed lightly: "...I quit."

Yu Huan turned his head slightly, and glanced at the room Shen Muchen came out of. It was written on it: President's Office.

He nodded and commented: "Amazing. The dance was very successful."

Shen Muchen: "..."

On the other side, Cen Yixing, who was about to walk out of the meeting room after the meeting, stopped suddenly, and raised his hand to stop the secretary: "Do I look old?"

The secretary was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that the president of his company would ask such a question, and immediately shook his head frantically: "Not old."

Just kidding, Cen Yixing is so handsome, he is also the head of the Cen Group, and countless little girls bow down under his suit pants, how can such a person be called an 'old'?

"Hmm." Cen Yixing nodded, "What do you mean by veteran cadre?"

"... Veteran cadre? Is it the adjective that was more popular before?" The secretary hesitated for a moment, and seeing Cen Yixing nodding, he immediately said, "It means to be serious, low-key and calm, and always keep calm in doing things."

Although he didn't know what the president meant, the secretary picked a better aspect and said it.

Cen Yixing said thoughtfully: "If you use this word to describe a person, is it a compliment?"

"Of course it's a compliment." The secretary said quickly.

"Okay. You can go."

The secretary bowed slightly, and walked away quickly with long legs.

Cen Yixing stood where he was, recalling Shen Muchen's expression when he said that in the morning, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

It seems that Shen Muchen should also have a good impression of him. If he confesses, there is a 70.00% chance that he will not be rejected.