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

Floating Joy (21)

The atmosphere in the office was oppressive and silent, and there was no sense of relaxation between the two of them on weekdays.

Shu Le slowly took the script of the new play from the table, and then took out a pen from nowhere, hesitantly thinking about where to intersperse Bai Weiran, a little dramatist, on the paper.

It is necessary to give the actress a shining and dazzling position in order to make her worthy of Boss Shang.

The thin tip of the pen poked boringly on the thick script booklet.

Before Shu Le could come up with a result, Shang Jue suddenly looked down at him, and said very resolutely, "Shu Le, tell me the truth, you are at odds with me... Is it because of something you heard?"

Shu Le: "..."

Even at this point, you can still ask such words.

With this emotional intelligence, I'm afraid that he can only spend his whole life with a fool like Bai Weiran who doesn't have enough rank.

Shu Le didn't even bother to explain anything to Shang Jue. With difficulty, he stopped his pen on a position on the script, then marked it, and decided to hand it over to the screenwriter for revision.

Then he sighed speechlessly, raised his head and looked at Shang Jue with a sad face.

Before he could figure out how to answer his words, the mobile phone that had just been placed on the desk rang.

ah!loved ones!

Shu Le's mood suddenly brightened.

He immediately reached out to touch the phone.

And decided that no matter who made the call, as long as he made the call at this time, he and he would be good friends for life!

Then I touched my phone and took a look——

The words Bai Weiran lit up on the screen.

Shu Le: "..."

The face slap came so fast that he was caught off guard.

He even blew a whistle gloatingly.

Shu Le turned the phone screen in his hand, put the caller's name in front of Shang Jue, pointed to the phone screen and praised: "Boss Shang, I didn't say that, the little queen you recommended to me is really very good." Dedicated! I am very optimistic about her!"

The guilty conscience on Shang Jue's face was even heavier. He subconsciously stared at Shu Le's eyes, but found that he couldn't capture any unnecessary emotions from those eyes.

Instead, it seemed dark and playful.

It feels distant and alienated.

It was as if this person was still sitting in front of him, but from his heart to his body, he was coldly isolated.

Shang Jue opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't have the courage to ask Shu Le to answer the call.

At the same time, because the back cover of the newly replaced phone is made of glass, Shu Le happened to be able to see his expression from inside.

If he were to say that his mood was not as complicated as Shang Jue thought, it was full of the joy of the melon-eating crowd.

What a sweet melon!

Shu Le shook the phone in his hand towards Shang Jue, and said with a more sincere expression: "Shang Dong, do you think I should pick it up?"

Shang Jue's back was already drenched in cold sweat. He clenched his hands into fists and the corners of his mouth were tense. After a long time, he reluctantly said: "It is not in line with the rules of Fengjue Media to communicate with the director before the results of the casting are announced. -"

"rule?"

Shule was immediately happy.

He switched legs and swayed on the spacious office chair.

Then he stared at Shang Jue vaguely for a long time, then smiled and asked, "So Miss Bai Weiran still needs to obey the rules when you are with Mr. Shang?"

Before the words finished, Shang Jue froze suddenly.

It wasn't until now that he knew for sure what happened between him and Bai Weiran—Shu Le probably knew it clearly.

The hand that was gripping his chest ruthlessly grasped his heart, pulling it forcefully, as if trying to shatter his whole body apart.

A burst of indescribable despair accompanied by a huge throbbing pain swept over him like Shang Jue, swallowing him in an instant, and it was hard to be free.

In the heart-piercing pain, Shang Jue finally regained two points of sobriety.

The two hands that were clenched by his sides were pale and ferocious, and because of too much force, the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and soon bright red blood dripped out.

Beads of blood rolled down between the fingers, and then fell silently to the ground.

Smash out a little bit of sad red.

The call to Shu Le was probably silenced because of a long time of no connection.

...Or maybe, Shu Le already knew about it.

That's why he tried again and again, just waiting for the truth to be revealed, which made him miserable.

But with a self-righteous guilty conscience and self-satisfied happiness, he staged a gorgeous clown farce in front of Shu Le.

Shang Jue only felt soreness in his eye sockets, excruciating pain.

He didn't care about his bloody hands, and wanted to grab Shu Le who was sitting on the office chair.

Before he could touch it, his own cell phone rang again.

Shu Le smiled even more happily now. He clapped his hands and applauded himself and Shang Jue very flatteringly: "Oh Mr. Shang, I think we are all very busy today."

He licked his lips eagerly, and said gossipingly: "Let me guess, maybe Miss Bai didn't call me, so she dialed you?! Good idea!"

It hasn't been too long since just now, but Shang Jue's usually noble and arrogant eyesight is already bloodshot.

He gave Shu Le a vicious look, his lips trembled violently, but he couldn't utter a word.

Shu Le leaned forward with a smile: "I've known you for so long, show me the caller? Let me see if it's the one I guessed?"

Shang Jue's eyes were red and he didn't say a word.

Shu Le's office was specially chosen by Shang Jue for him back then, and a huge glass curtain wall was installed on the whole wall. Looking at it from this angle, one can see the moat flowing slowly and peacefully.

At this time, it was almost time to get off work, and the warm yellow sunset slanted in from the window, laying some gentle tones on the dark floor tiles.

The rest of the light reflected from behind Shu Le, as if embracing him into the setting sun.

It looked clean and nice, unbelievably pretty.

The slender eyelashes cast a small shadow in front of her eyes, innocent and fragile.

Shu Le was so hair-stricken by Shang Jue's stare, he couldn't help but shivered, blinked, and compromised: "It's ok, if you don't want to show it to me, don't watch it, it's like wanting to eat people Yes, as for?!"

Time seems to always give this person special treatment.

Even emotionally, I have never seen him worry about anyone.

It was only then that Shang Jue remembered——

For so many years, Shu Le seemed to always let him do what he wanted and tolerate him, but never really cared about him.

The daily bickering between normal lovers never occurs, and Shu Le will never care whether Shang Jue will come home tonight, what time will he return home, let alone his scandals, his headlines and interviews.

These freedoms that he once thought, the most yearned for men——

But today it turned into a fist and pierced hard into his heart, causing him heartache, but he couldn't even cry out.

Because Shu Le still looks innocent.

As the betrayed party, he forgave him without accusing, without even hesitating.

Maybe.

For so many years.

Shu Le never loved him for a day.

This is the truth that makes him despair more than anything else.

Shang Jue slowly looked towards Shu Le.

As the setting sun sank, the warm yellow light gradually became a bit blood-red, reflecting on Shu Le's overly pretty face, showing a bit of vivid blush.

It was very similar to the color of his skin when he was begging for mercy on the bed.

Shang Jue's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his hands clenched even tighter.

Only in this way can he restrain the desire to put these hands on Shu Le's slender neck and completely end him with himself.

The piercing cell phone ringing stopped again.

Shu Le stuck out her tongue, spread her hands again, and said worriedly: "Oh, what should I do now, you didn't get through, Miss Bai must be very sad."

Shang Jue was so angry that he calmed down instead.

He was well-raised since he was a child, so it is naturally impossible to confide half of the hatred in his heart to Shu Le.

Just looking at Shu Le's expression, it gradually took on a bit of bottomless darkness.

Shang Jue smiled coldly. He couldn't tell whether he was mocking Shu Le or himself, and looked very sinister: "You care a lot."

Shu Le giggled: "I'm a nice person. This is an actor who will join me in the group soon, and my concern for her is very sincere!"

Shang Jue's smile froze, and then stopped at the corner of his mouth: "You have already caused such trouble with me...and you decided to bring her into the group?"

"Take it, why not take it?"

Shu Le put his legs on the desk, and laid down on the back of the chair leisurely, "Anyway, this is the last drama I signed with Fengjue Media, you'd better work hard with her to create something exciting." The news or something, the traffic of this show is definitely going up. Boss Shang, I'll make you a lot of money!"

Shang Jue turned around, his eyes were full of cruelty, but he took it all back in an instant, and frowned as usual when facing Shu Le: "You... the matter between me and Bai Weiran is really..."

Shu Le scratched the cocoon's ears, and interrupted Shang Jue's words: "Okay, okay, I know the love story of the two of you better than you. The talent and beauty of a man and a woman are a match made in heaven, and she is willing to quit the circle for you." My child, what a beautiful young lady, shall we change the topic?"

Shang Jue could only swallow the explanation before he could say it.

He closed his eyes, took one last look at Shu Le, and said as if he was dying, "Lele, I betrayed this relationship, don't you hate me?"

Shu Le raised his head and said "ah", and waved his hands boldly without even thinking about it: "It's over after the matter between big men is clear, is it possible that I still cry behind you like a woman? Do it later Brother, I wish you an early birth to a precious son, Feihuang Tengda and take the lead!"

Shang Jue froze for a moment, and finally showed an ugly smile.

The smile was disastrous and gloomy, not even half a smile.

There has never been a pair of close lovers in this world who can become friends after breaking up——

Unless they were never in love.

The author has something to say: Pei Pei: The next chapter is another baby's carnival!

Lele: In the next chapter, I will be able to enroll in fitness classes! !

Yu Qing: Maybe I will be able to appear in the next chapter! ! !

Shang Jue: Maybe I can make a comeback!