The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (9)

Shu Le didn't break away either, and quietly let Shang Jue hug her for a while.

Then he neither said good nor bad, just patted his arm and smiled: "Okay, it's almost time. Don't you still have to go to your aunt this afternoon? Let's work first."

Shang Jue had no choice but to let go of Shu Le, and asked again without giving up: "You won't go to that love reality show, will you?"

It is impossible not to go.

How could it be possible not to seize a rare opportunity to openly engage in radical activities?

Shu Le thought for a while, and answered Shang Jue in a very official way: "I haven't had time to think about it recently, let's watch it after the weekend when all the leading actors in the new drama are settled."

Shang Jue wanted to say something more, but Shu Le's office assistant called him, saying that someone was waiting for him at the door.

Shu Le hung up the phone happily, said goodbye to Shang Jue, and went downstairs.

Waiting at the door of Shu Le's office was the newly promoted Miss Bai Weiran.

In a short period of time, she didn't know if she went to the lounge to change clothes. She was wearing a long dress in the conference room just now, but now she changed into a neat suit.

From a distance, it looks a bit like the battle robe of a female soldier before leaving the station.

Shu Le couldn't help applauding this brave young lady in his heart, then walked over slowly and greeted her: "Miss Bai?"

Bai Weiran nodded gracefully to Shu Le, showing a smile from a female star, her red lips parted slightly and said, "I wonder if it's convenient for Fang to borrow a word with Shu Dao?"

Shu Le thought for a while, pushed open the office door, and said solemnly: "Since Miss Bai is very good at taking pictures, I won't invite you out for coffee, let's just sit in the office and chat."

Bai Weiran: "..."

The face of the pretty young lady froze slightly, but she still tried her best to maintain a dignified posture, and Shule stepped into the office first.

Shu Le stepped in after Bai Weiran, and before closing the door, he did not forget to wink with the little assistant at the door, and said, "Don't tell Director Shang."

Assistant: "..."

Shu Le left a gap in the office door so that he could look in freely through the outside, then sat down on the sofa, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

Bai Weiran pursed her lips, and said pointedly: "Don't even pour me a glass of water, is this how Shu Dao treats guests?"

Hearing this, Shu Le picked up the cup that was about to be put down and drank two more sips.

Bai Weiran: "..."

Shu Le wiped the corners of his mouth, finally put the water glass back on the table, and then said: "Miss Bai, since you have the heart to be the proprietress of Fengjue Media, you can dig out the relationship between me and Shang Jue. You should Keep going, keep digging deeper."

Bai Weiran frowned, not understanding what Shu Le meant.

Shu Le leaned crookedly on the sofa, reached out and tapped the teacup, and said with a smile: "If you dig a little more, you will know that not only is it impossible for me to pour water for you. On the contrary, if I want to drink water, Shang Jue You have to get out of bed immediately to pour it for me, and I don’t like it even if it’s a minute late.”

Bai Weiran's expression suddenly turned ugly.

She paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "I don't know what Shu Dao meant when he told me this?"

"It doesn't make any sense."

Shu Le fumbled around in his trouser pocket, and found a piece of chewing gum from the front desk before leaving the hotel this morning.

He put it in his mouth and chewed it, then blew an unsuccessful bubble, and then said to Bai Weiran, "I just want to encourage you to make persistent efforts and work hard, maybe Shang Jue will serve you like this in the future."

Shu Le smiled and said, "How is it? Isn't it great?"

Bai Weiran: "..."

Bai Weiran fell into silence.

After a long time, she managed to adjust her state, forced a smile, and said to Shu Le: "Since you know about me and Shang Jue...you won't quit voluntarily? Does it matter if you stay in this relationship so strongly?" Does it make sense?"

Shu Le didn't urge Bai Weiran to fight again when she adjusted her status, instead she chewed her gum leisurely and waited patiently.

I even took out my phone and played two rhythm masters.

After Bai Weiran finished saying this, Shu Le happened to play an SSS-level operation of "One Celent".

He turned off the phone, nodded, and said seriously: "It makes sense."

Shu Le felt that the fighting power of a cheating target like Bai Weiran was still too low.

No, or maybe the beautiful young ladies should have, and have never met such a weird rival in love as him.

Forget it, of course we should forgive her for her insignificant fighting power.

Shule put the phone back on the table, showing full respect to his competitors in his posture.

Then he said gently: "Although I don't know where you and Shang Jue are now, but for now, Miss Bai, if you didn't take the initiative to add me on WeChat and send me intimate photos, I wouldn't have I don't know that there is someone like you beside Shang Jue."

Shu Le looked at Bai Xiaotian's pale and pale side face, and continued: "Of course, I'm not saying that your approach is bad. After all, in the entertainment industry, everyone knows that luck is very important."

"Maybe if you take such a gamble, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle?"

Bai Weiran: "..."

Bai Weiran twitched the corner of her mouth: "Director Shu is worthy of being a famous director, even the examples are so easy to understand."

Shu Le raised his hand in greeting: "Thank you for the compliment, thank you for the compliment."

Bai Weiran stretched out her hand and hooked the long hair that fell down from the shawl behind her ears, Shu Le lost a glance at the end of her eyes with wine red eye makeup: "I always thought that Director Shu must love him very much after being with Shang Dong for so many years. , but now it seems that I am thinking too much."

Shu Le was stunned for a moment. He was still responding smoothly just now, but he didn't answer this sentence for a while.

Fortunately, Bai Weiran didn't seem to pay attention to whether Shu Le answered this sentence.

She stood up and nodded to Shu Le, with a hint of vague provocation in her eyes: "Thanks to Director Shu's advice today, Wei Ran remembered it. I hope that Director Shu will take care of you in the days to come."

Shu Le didn't stand up, but raised his chin and nodded towards Bai Weiran: "You are polite, let's work together, I hope you can achieve your wish as soon as possible."

Bai Weiran was so angry that she didn't speak for a while, stepped on a pair of pointed high-heeled shoes with a height of twelve centimeters, walked to the door of Shu Le's office, and turned around again.

She glanced at Shu Le, bit her lower lip: "I have one more thing to ask Shu Dao, it may involve some privacy, I wonder if Shu Dao can tell me?"

Shu Le frowned and said, "You tell me, I'll think about it."

Bai Weiran said: "I want you to tell me, have you been with Director Shang for so many years, have you received your certificate yet?"

Shu Le understood: "Are you worried that if I divorce, I will divide Shang Jue's property? Or will I divide Feng Jue Media's shares?"

Bai Weiran frowned slightly, and said calmly: "Director Shu was joking, of course I didn't stay with Director Shang because of these things."

Shu Le smiled, and didn't mean to expose it, but just waved his hands and said, "If I get the certificate with him, why can't so many paparazzi find it out?"

After a pause, Shu Le remembered again and added: "By the way, remember to send me the clip of your audition. This is what Shang Jue asked for for me yesterday."

Mostly because of hearing Shang Jue's name, Bai Weiran's eyes flashed a little happiness, she nodded: "Okay. Thank you for your hard work, goodbye."

Shu Le squinted his eyes and waved his hands, thinking that it's better not to meet again.

Or there is always an illusion that he is bullying the little girl.

Bai Weiran's slender figure gradually disappeared into the corridor.

Shu Le stood up slowly and walked to his desk.

He took out the key and opened the first drawer.

There was a thick photo album in there.

The photo album is quite big, and it is the kind of simple production method that was sold in the stationery store when I was a child.

The title page of the old model, which has long passed the time, has a few traces of old mottled yellow.

But it was wiped very clean, not even a speck of dust fell on it.

Between the pages, you can hear the unique crisp sound of old items.

The photographs contained within are equally old.

Standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the compound, two five or six-year-old boys with delicate features were holding hands, and their two white and tender hands were tightly clenched.

Later, the two boys went to elementary school, wore red scarves in the second half of the first grade, and took a photo under the national flag.

Turning back, one of the boys' clothes was changed into a girl's beautiful dress.

This boy has been very good-looking since he was a child, with willow-leaf-like eyebrows and ruddy lips, and he loves to smile. His eyebrows are curved, making him very cute.

From junior high school to high school.

Shu Le sat at the desk, quietly and silently turning from the first page to the last.

And in the transparent folder on the last page, there is a marriage certificate pressed.

Shu Le pulled out the marriage certificate.

The red cover was opened, and the photo inside was him and Shang Jue.

Shu Le on the top has long hair in a shawl, and she seems to be leaning on Shang Jue's arms coquettishly. There is an indescribable intimacy between the two.

On the next line, the names and genders of the two people are written.

Shang Jue, male.

Shang Lele, female.

Shu Le held the marriage certificate tightly.

He paused for a moment, then re-stuffed the marriage certificate in the last interlayer of the album.

Then he walked to the window and took out a pack of cigarettes from the bottom of the bookcase that hadn't been opened for a long time.

While the lighter was on and off, a curl of mist rose from the orange-red cigarette butt.

Shang Jue never liked the smell of cigarettes since she was a child, and because of this picky guy, Shu Le hasn't smoked a cigarette for a long time.

He stood by the window and finished smoking the cigarette slowly. When he was putting out the butt, Shang Jue's phone call came in.

Shu Le was startled, and took out the phone to connect it.

Shang Jue's voice became more and more gentle on the phone: "Baby, it's off work. I'll wait for you in the parking lot?"

Shu Le threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and paused for a moment: "The company's people are too complicated, it's not good for others to see, let's go back first. Then we will go to my aunt's place together."

This is the usual method used by the two in the past.

Shang Jue always felt a little uneasy, and subconsciously said, "I'll wait for you at the first intersection, I probably won't meet any acquaintances there. You didn't sleep well last night, so it's not safe to drive home alone."

Tsk, you also know that I didn't sleep well?

Although it was true that I was tossed and didn't sleep well.

Even now there is a little kidney deficiency.

Shu Le sighed and took a step back: "Okay, see you then."

Shang Jue was finally satisfied, and said a few love words to Shu Le on the phone before hanging up.

Shu Le opened the window to disperse the smell of cigarettes on his body, then walked back to the desk and locked the photo album in the drawer again.

It's like his youth that he will never see the light of day again.

——"Director Shu, are you married to Director Shang?"

of course not.

Because in this world, Shang Lele never existed... this person.

The author has something to say: Shang Jue: ... I was really a scumbag by your writing... Do I still have a chance to save it?

Author: Hmm... see the feedback from the audience and friends before making a decision?

Shang Jue: Big brothers, please, give me a chance! [I've given you money.