Absurd marriage

The baby was also carried back to the ward. Before being sent to Ji Nuan's arms, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Can I hug you?"

Jin Liushen paused, glanced at Sheng Jisong, saw the other party nodded, and then handed the baby to Jiang Zheng.

Jiang Zheng obviously didn't know how to hold a baby. As soon as the baby fell into his arms, he frowned slightly because of the uncomfortable posture. Seeing that he was about to cry, Sheng Jisong stepped forward to support the baby's head in time, and then Move Jiang Zheng's hand to the baby's back, and the effect is immediate. The little baby who was ready to babble immediately stretched his brows, and blew a milk bubble towards the beautiful brother who was holding him.

This milk bubble really blown into Jiang Zheng's heart. He stiffened his body and didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he would make the little cutie cry, and he couldn't let go of him. He wanted to hold him for a while, just to watch him spit out milk bubbles all day long. It's also not boring.

The baby didn't know how to understand the thoughts of the beautiful brother. He blew a few small bubbles, and then he became a little sleepy, and his big eyes narrowed.

Jiang Zheng remembered the common sense that he had read somewhere, saying that a newborn baby can only sleep soundly in the arms of an Omega parent. He carefully sent the baby back to Ji Nuan's arms and wrapped him in his biological father's milk. Sweet.

The child fell asleep, and it was difficult for the adults in the room to talk and chat.

Jiang Zheng followed Sheng Jisong out of the ward and walked towards the hospital parking lot.

There was a baby's milky smell on his body, and when he got into the car, the smell was very obvious in the semi-closed space.

The smell of milk mixed with Jiang Zheng's original elegant pheromone, the smell was a bit nondescript.

Sheng Jisong smelled it, but he didn't feel disgusted.

Compared with most sweet Omega, the wormwood fragrance on Jiang Zheng's body seems to have no advantage.

Scholars who specialize in the study of pheromones have divided the fragrances of the Omega group into large categories on the basis of statistics, and then evaluated these large categories. High-end fragrances such as dessert-based butterscotch are selected as " The most alpha-favored" scent.

In the plant department, precious flowers and trees are the mainstream, and the grass-flavored pheromone is as humble as its name, and it cannot be put on the table.

There was once an O-sexual male star who concealed his real pheromones to the outside world. He pretended to be a flower when it was a grass. After being exposed, he was cast aside by fans and his career was completely ruined.

At the red light, the car just stopped in front of the big advertising screen in the mall.

The anti-sexual discrimination video jumped into Sheng Jisong's field of vision, and after a generous and just advertisement, it was to promote a certain perfume that could beautify pheromones.

They talk about equality of sexual characteristics, but they don't even have the courage to face up to their own pheromones.

This is probably the reason why Ji Nuan's assistance center has been unable to reverse social prejudice.

Sheng Jisong took some time to write down the perfume brand, and said to Jiang Zheng, "Tell me to the Alliance Propaganda Department tomorrow that all advertisements for this brand will be taken off the shelves for rectification."

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When Jiang Zheng leaned over to read the advertisement curiously, his body rubbed against Sheng Jisong's arm, and the smell came closer.

The driver saw such a close scene ahead and almost shouted, the last special assistant who dared to rub Mr. Sheng so blatantly has already been driven into the horns!

"Did you see it?" Sheng Jisong asked kindly.

"I saw it. I also guessed where the problem is. I will tell the person in charge tomorrow."

"Yeah." Mr. Sheng said with a cold face, "You can take your hand off my thigh."

"!!!" Jiang Zheng quickly retracted to his position like a frightened little rabbit: "Sorry! I didn't pay attention just now!"

When the green light came on, the driver was hesitant to start the car. The last special assistant was kicked out of the car by Sheng Jisong because of his obvious ambiguous hints, and he was fired by the way.

He felt that Jiang Zheng would be the second person to be punished for such a stupidity, so he simply waited for a while so that Secretary-General Sheng could drive him away.

Jiang Zheng lowered his eyebrows, and before Sheng Jisong could respond to his apology, he first heard him say to the driver: "What are you doing in a daze? Drive your car well!"

The car starts.

Only then did he say to himself: "What are you afraid of? Is it possible that I will eat you?"

"I don't eat well." Jiang Zheng immediately straightened his back, full of confidence: "But...the food I cook is delicious."

"..." Sheng Jisong suspected that he was telling a cold joke: "You are omnipotent. What did you say to Ji Nuan just now?"

What about "going out of the house without leaving your underwear"?

"He gave me two tickets to the piano concert." Jiang Zheng obviously missed the point of the question, he took out the two tickets from his pocket that he might not be able to buy if he had money: "Thank you .”

Sheng Jisong took a look and understood: "The people who can watch this concert are not ordinary people."

"Am I not qualified enough?" Jiang Zheng understood the hidden rules of the upper class, and he asked worriedly.

"If you're just an ordinary person with no family background who came out of ten places, you won't be able to get in even if you have a ticket."

Sheng Jisong waited for him to show disappointment before continuing, "But you are my special assistant now, they dare not stop you."

"That's great." Hope was ignited in Jiang Zheng's eyes again, and he soon fell into trouble again: "But there are two tickets, and I only have one person."

Sheng Jisong pretended to cough twice, and successfully got a certain O to pay attention to him: "Mr. Sheng, can you go with me?"

The driver in the front row: "..." That's too blatant! !How decent! !The Secretariat prohibits ambiguity in the workplace! !The Sheng family forbids inter-class love affairs! !Get him fired! !fire! !

"Ahem——" Sheng Jisong put on a show, and said righteously: "You have made meritorious service, and it stands to reason that you should be rewarded. Since you invited me, I will reluctantly agree. By the way, I will allow you two days off."

driver:"............"

Jiang Zheng cheered happily, Sheng Jisong thought he was happy for the "reward" he gave, only Jiang Zheng knew what he was really happy about.

He couldn't wait to use the two tickets in his hand as a key to open up the network of high-level contacts in Dayan.

The concert was scheduled for Saturday night, seven days later.

When entering the arena, Jiang Zheng handed over the tickets, and the staff only avoided asking about Jiang Zheng's identity after seeing Sheng Jisong, and invited them to enter the arena respectfully.

These two tickets are VIP tickets, the seats are in the center of the audience, and the visual and auditory senses can be best protected.

After Jiang Zheng waited for Sheng Jisong to take his seat, he sat down himself. Before the concert officially started, many people recognized Sheng Jisong and cast their eyes on Jiang Zheng.

These gazes were not malicious, they were purely sizing up, to be precise, evaluating, evaluating Jiang Zheng's appearance, his behavior and temperament.

They failed to pick out any flaws, so no embarrassing questions arose.

Jiang Zheng felt strange, he lowered his head and looked at the admission ticket carefully, only to realize that he and Sheng Jisong were sitting in the lovers seat!

In the entire concert hall, there is only one couple seat, no wonder it will become the focus of the audience!

Sheng Jisong seemed to have guessed it early: "Jin Liushen has been in the couple seat since he caught up with Ji Nuan."

"..." Jiang Zheng asked: "You already knew?" He whispered: "Then, did they misunderstand?"

"Are you afraid of having this kind of misunderstanding with me?"

"Mr. Sheng, I need to think about your reputation."

Seeing his serious look, Sheng Jisong found it interesting, and he told Jiang Zheng, "I don't need the good reputation that those people say."

The secretary-general is just a tool for the royal family. Ouyang's absurd and tyrannical rule has almost ruined his reputation as an executor, so he doesn't mind any ambiguous gossip right now.

The concert hall needs to be kept quiet. When Sheng Jisong said this, he lowered his voice. In order to let Jiang Zheng hear him, he deliberately leaned towards him. The distance was too close. Jiang Zheng's brain shut down for a moment, until the surrounding sound The applause was like a wave, and he came back to his senses. At this time, Sheng Jisong had already focused on the pianist on stage, and Jiang Zheng also sat up straight and focused on the stage.

The concert hall gathered many dignitaries, and only Shen Le, who was in the center of the stage, was the main character.

He walked onto the stage amidst applause, stood by the piano, bowed gracefully to the audience around him, and then sat down in front of the custom-made piano. When his fingers pressed the first key, the audience in the concert hall became silent, and the world It seems that only ethereal music remains.

Jiang Zheng had been exposed to art courses when he was in the tenth place, and he was not ignorant of the piano, but now he has no time to appreciate this beautiful opening song, and his eyes are busy patrolling the front row of the auditorium.

Because of the difference in position, he could only see the profiles of the people in the front row.

Just looking at his profile is enough for him to check the information into his seat. Sitting in the front two rows in the middle of him is a military designer who has just retired from the south of the sky, and sitting with him is a young lady, which can be inferred based on her age alone. That's not his wife. The designer is listening to the music intently. The lady obviously doesn't appreciate this kind of elegant art. She turns her head to look at the man next to her from time to time, as if she wants to chat, but the man ignores her and gestures. She is quiet.

When the woman turned her face to the side, Jiang Zheng could see her side face clearly. The woman was about 25 years old, her makeup was too ostentatious, her lip color was strong, and the earrings she was wearing should be new models from a high-end luxury brand, with an exaggerated style , out of tune with the other ladies present.

Jiang Zheng guessed that the other party should be the mistress that the designer is looking for outside, and this mistress is not well-educated, otherwise what he wears should not be a best-selling high-end luxury product, but should choose a classic model that can maintain or even increase in value.

In this occasion full of acquaintances, blatantly bringing a woman other than his wife as a companion, it can be seen that the designer's family has a problem. Either he and his wife broke up completely, or the two played their own way. Most of the people present still knew it.

Looking around, there are not a few middle-aged men with young Omega as companions, perhaps this is the unspoken rule of their group.

Jiang Zheng glanced at Sheng Jisong, who was concentrating on enjoying the music beside him, and suddenly came up with a terrible idea: Will this handsome and tall A become a philandering A in middle age like designers and others?

Soon he put the thought down.

Even if he messes around, what does it matter to me?

Jiang Zheng thought, I can't possibly be his wife!