After President Pa dressed as an abandoned husband [Transmigration Book]

It has been almost 5 minutes since Ji Tingsen charged the phone, turned it on and called back.

After a ringing, it was connected, the voice over there was light and fast, and seemed to be able to run away as soon as the wind blew: "Brother Sen."

Ji Tingsen hummed, and explained: "The phone ran out of battery just now."

On the other end of the phone, the bathrobe was casually thrown on the ground, Qin Zhen had already changed into trousers, the shirt was in full swing, and several buttons were still undone: "Really?"

Just out of power?

"Coincidentally." Ji Tingsen said, after thinking for a while, he asked: "I heard just now...is there someone with you?"

"No, I went wrong!" Qin Zhen took a deep breath, paused, and confessed as if he was frank and lenient: "Well, I don't want to lie to you, it's not wrong, it was arranged by the partner, and I was arranged for the dinner. No, who knows that it will be sent to the hotel...I only like you, you know—are you unhappy?"

The last few words have a rising ending, which is a bit coaxing.

Ji Tingsen heard it, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "No, I'm busy with you, hang up."

He was just thinking that if Qin Zhen really had someone outside, maybe they could end their marriage earlier.

"Wait!" Qin Zhen stood by the window, refusing to give up: "Why do you ask?"

Ji Tingsen was a little hesitant. If he told the truth, Qin Zhen would probably blow his hair, but before he could organize a warm word, the man over there said: "Forget it, don't ask, anyway, you just care about me, stay at home obediently , my husband will go back and bring you a gift."

Husband?

The chatter became more and more ridiculous, Ji Tingsen didn't reply, and hung up the phone directly.

Thousands of miles away, the presidential suite of the hotel,

Qin Zhen hung up the phone, the brisk words he had just said were still in his ears, but the face reflected on the window glass was as cold as frost.

It turned out that it was just that the battery was out. Ji Tingsen's questioning of the ambiguous words just now was actually a kind of consultation, and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

Ask for what?

Could it be that he was expecting him to empathize with another... a dream!

Qin Zhen wasn't sure about his guess, but just thinking about it, he inevitably fell into an unspeakable cramped state.

The self-imprisoned Yu Nu was interrupted by Special Assistant Yan's call.

When Special Assistant Yan asked about the flight, and said that the nearest flight did not have first-class cabins, and that there was a flight half an hour later, Qin Zhen was already fully dressed: "The most recent flight—you don't need to go back..."

On the way to the airport, Qin Zhen made several calls, some to Dianzhuo, some to Ji Mingrui, and also received a call from the partner Xiang Zong.

Apologize to the general manager, saying that the servants are not serving well.

Qin Zhen listened to his ramblings, and when the other party said that he had nothing to say, he said calmly: "Mr. Xiang is indeed sorry for me. When your people knocked on the door, I was talking with my family members." On the phone, the one at home has a bad temper...let's talk about it when we come back."

He said solemnly that it would be better if Xindao really had a bad temper, even if he was being taught by his ear, it would be better than ignoring him.

Mr. Xiang: "...that's what you said."

It turned out that it wasn't just a joke, there really was a baby-like person in Qin Zhen's family, I've never heard of it, could it be Jinwu Zangjiao?

......

Here, Ji Tingsen chatted with his parents and played games with his younger brother after making the phone call, and quickly forgot about Qin Zhen.

Things that cannot be resolved temporarily can only be shelved.

On the way, Ji Mingrui answered the phone. He looked sneaky. He thought he might be in love. After all, Ji Mingrui, who was the protagonist in the original book, was accompanied by Wen Renfei.

When the person came back, Ji Tingsen asked with great interest, "Whose phone number?"

Ji Mingrui scratched her head: "No one, the manager is urging me to go to the set early tomorrow."

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Ji Tingsen didn't ask any more questions, but patted the cushion beside him: "Come here, it's time to go to bed after playing another round, and you still sleep in my room?"

Ji Mingrui said earlier that she would fall asleep with him.

Ji Mingrui hummed indiscriminately, and asked Ji Tingsen: "Brother, can Brother Qin know how to play games?"

Fans on the Internet all call Qin Zhen the mysterious rich second-generation brother-in-law, but they really don't know Qin Zhen's identity. If they want to express their closeness, they can only call "brother-in-law". After all, according to Reuters, Qin Zhen is half a head taller than Ji Tingsen, and looks even more Be stronger.

But Ji Tingsen is a man, a man who is not a mother and is not weak. Most of the people around him who know the relationship between Ji Tingsen and Qin Zhen call Qin Zhen President Qin or Brother Qin.

Hearing Ji Mingrui's question, Ji Tingsen thought for a while: "You should like to play when you are young."

There are very few descriptions about Qin Zhen in the original book, and most of them are mentioned as a friend who is famous. He thinks that in Qin Zhen's youth, at least before the age of 15, he should have been exposed to all the things that boys like. Games are of course one of them.

But thinking about it, ten years younger, Qin Zhen, who is still a teenager, plays games with a serious and handsome face. It should be like the Internet said, with fierce breasts and fierce breasts, which is quite interesting.

Ji Mingrui observed the smile in his elder brother's eyes, and thought that elder brother and Qin brother seemed to be in very good relationship.

After the game was over, he collapsed on the bed: "Brother, you can sleep by yourself, I won't sleep with you at night."

Ji Tingsen tidied up the things on the ground: "What's wrong?"

Ji Mingrui rolled on the bed: "I'm used to sleeping on a big bed in the film crew, it's too crowded for two people to sleep in."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang. Seeing the words "Wen Ren Fei" flashing on the screen, he got up and said, "Brother, it's settled. I'll answer the phone."

After speaking, he ran to the balcony to answer the phone.

Ji Tingsen thought to himself, it seems that Ji Mingrui is really in a relationship, and suddenly he doesn't sleep with him, maybe he wants to make a video call with her boyfriend or something.

He will be rolled by Ji Mingrui to tidy up the messy quilt and go back to his room.

Ji Mingrui is here, discussing with the person on the other end of the phone: "Brother Wen, I have something to do at night, so I can't go out."

He really wanted to go out with Wen Renfei, but not tonight because he had a mission.

The male voice on the other end was silent for a moment: "Xiao Ruirui, it's because I was hidden by the company, so you think we are not the same way?"

Ji Mingrui was in a hurry: "Why, you are good-looking and smart, with long legs and a good figure... When the contract expires, changing companies will definitely be very popular, when the time comes... ...I will introduce resources to you at that time..."

He said this with a guilty conscience. After all, he is also a small artist. Why don't he turn around and ask his brother for help...or give up a few of his resources, as long as Wen Renfei doesn't think his job is trivial.

The man who was talking to Ji Mingrui on the phone was standing under the streetlight at the moment, his handsome and heroic features were turned yellow by the streetlight because he looked up at the tall building in front of him.

He sighed in a low voice, how cute!

But he said: "But I really want to see you. I'm here on Taishan Road now. I heard that you are out of the film crew... Where is your home? Let's meet, okay, even if it's just a word or two?" .”

After a while, I heard the boy on the phone saying in surprise: "Taishan Road? There is a century square near Taishan Road. Brother Wen, go there and wait for me. I... will go there soon."

If it's other friends, it's okay to take them home for a night, but he seems to Wen Renfei...instead of daring to invite him lightly, and it's hard to say that his home is near Taishan Road, so he is inexplicably reserved.

Wen Renfei smiled and said yes, and hung up the phone.

In the car behind him, the driver asked, "Young Master Wen, where are you going now?"

Wen Renfei put one hand in his pocket, and the long legs wrapped in camouflage trousers stood casually, with a straight and tough aura: "You get off work, I will go around by myself."

The driver wanted to say something else, but Wen Renfei glanced at it lightly, and drove away in a hurry.

After 15 minutes, Ji Mingrui trotted all the way to Century Square.

Because he was wearing a mask, he was extremely short of breath, his eyes were dark and bright, and he caught Wen Renfei standing under the sculpture in the center of the square at a glance, and ran over: "Brother Wen!"

It was past ten o'clock at this time, and the square was deserted, and there were not many people at all.

Wen Renfei pulled Ji Mingrui's mask up to his chin: "Exhale...inhale...exhale...slow down, come here? I can still run gone?"

He stared at the bright eyes of the young man in front of him, something soft was fermenting in his eyes, in the end he just held Ji Mingrui's shoulders restrainedly, and led him to sit on the knee-high table next to the fountain under the sculpture.

Nodding his chin in the direction of Ji Mingrui's hand carrying the bag: "What is that?"

Ji Mingrui put the bag on his lap, and pulled out the snacks and drinks inside: "I don't know if you're hungry, do you want to eat?"

His head was slapped, and the man who was a head taller than him stared at the boy in front of him: "Hungry."

Inexplicably, this word made the air temperature rise a bit.

Ji Mingrui felt that his thoughts were too dirty, and he blamed those messy cartoons. Fortunately, the night breeze was cool, and he pushed the bag to Wen Renfei as if nothing had happened: "Then you should eat more."

Wen Renfei picked out a small cake, opened it and put a fork on it and handed it to Ji Mingrui: "You like it." Knowing that Ji Mingrui couldn't eat more at night, he said again: "Taste it, I'll eat the leftovers."

Ji Mingrui's ears turned red, and they ate a piece of cake together...

He changed the subject: "I won't play with you at night because my brother is back, and I want to spend more time with him." Picking up a piece of cake with a fork, he sipped it and tasted it: "And you, why are you running here?"

Brother... Ji Tingsen?

Wen Renfei frowned slightly, and glanced at the young man who looked dependent and trusting when he mentioned his brother: "Your brother is very lucky to have a brother like you."

He has never met Ji Tingsen, but he has heard of his name, and he has also found out some things, such as Ji Mingrui's difficult debut, if he was not lucky, he would have been suppressed long ago.

It's just hard to say right now.

Maybe we should see it, seeing it is better than hearing it, if it is really bad, even the future brother-in-law can't bully the person he likes.

Ji Mingrui handed the cake to Wen Renfei: "No, I'm lucky because I have an older brother. My older brother is great. He's good-looking and smart, and..."

Although he said that the money did not leak out, he heard people say that the family did not want him to debut because he was hidden by Xue. Qian, say what I want to do, he will be my backer, isn't it amazing?"

Wen Renfei: "...Amazing, so, how much is a large sum?"

One hundred thousand... 20 or 100 million, if it can reach 100 million, he thinks maybe Ji Tingsen's attitude towards Ji Mingrui should be reassessed.

Helplessly, he glanced at the person who played with his teeth unconsciously biting a spoon. He was either smart or had a good heart, and he didn't even know he was being sold out.

Then, the head next to him leaned over: "1000 million."

Seeing that Renfei was taken aback, Ji Mingrui muttered: "It's too much, right? My brother said he has money, and if he lacks money, he can still ask for it. Then how dare I, wait until I become a first-line artist. ...I should be able to do it, I will send a big red envelope to my brother..."

Wen Renfei was indeed shocked, 1000 million is not a lot of money to him, but he can't do it if he just gives it away, unless...he is so proud that his tail is raised when he mentions his brother at a glance People, maybe today is a good opportunity to meet my brother-in-law.

Half an hour later, Wen Renfei urged Ji Mingrui to go home.

Ji Mingrui asked, "What about you?"

The sky was dark and the stars were twinkling, and Wen Renfei said casually: "I don't want to go back, so I can just find a hotel to make do with it for the night, at dawn... let's talk at dawn."

He is slender and handsome, but looking up at the sky, the casual tone in his voice inevitably reveals a trace of homeless loneliness and loneliness.

Ji Mingrui let out an "oh", feeling that it was too inhuman to just leave like this, he hesitated: "Why don't you stay at my house for one night? My house doesn't have a guest room, if I usually go to my brother's room for a night Overnight...would you mind sharing a bed with me?"

Wen Renfei: "..."

There is no guest room... He coughed and looked around at the still gray night under the lights of the square: "No... I don't dislike it."

Just like that, Ji Mingrui brought a bag of snacks when he went out, and when he came back, he brought back a man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Both parents were asleep, and he gently led Wen Renfei into his room.

Half an hour later, Ji Mingrui looked at Wen Renfei who was lying next to him: "It's... still okay?"

There was never another person sleeping in his bed, and because there was no pajamas suitable for Wen Renfei, the other party only wore underwear, and his face felt hot just thinking about it.

Wen Renfei: "Very good."

This is a subtle way of saying it, which is especially good, and he immediately reminded: "In the future, don't bring friends to your house casually, let alone go to bed. What if they are bad people?"

In the darkness, Ji Mingrui glanced over to the side of Renfei: "Understood."

Just... I feel a little guilty. After all, I saw Wen Renfei's body before confessing. The abdominal muscles are so obvious. After thinking about it, I said: "It's not safe for you to look like this. Don’t just go to sleep in someone else’s house.”

There was a smile on the other side: "I see, I have very few friends, and I have never slept with anyone except you."

Ji Mingrui touched his feverish face: "Oh...then...sleep."

After thinking about it, he ordered: "My brother's boyfriend will come over at night, about three or four o'clock in the morning, you don't have to worry about it, just sleep with you."

When Wen Ren insisted, he closed his eyes.

Hearing the gradual and steady breathing of the people around him, Wen Renfei bent one of his long legs and placed his hand on top of his head, thinking with great interest: Boyfriend...Suddenly looking forward to seeing Qin Zhen see his expression tomorrow morning .

......

At 03:30 in the morning, the phone rang.

As soon as Ji Mingrui got up, he was pulled into a warm embrace: "What are you going to do?"

He was startled, and suddenly remembered that he had brought guests here at night, his face was red and his ears were red, his voice was unsteady: "Telephone, I'll go and open the door, you sleep in your bed."

Wen Renfei reluctantly let go, and wanted to say that he would open the door, but was afraid that if he only wore underwear, he would run into Ji's father and Ji's mother...and scare people again.

He sat up, thinking with some dissatisfaction that he didn't know what Qin Zhen and his wife were up to, could it be that Qin Zhen did something that made Ji Tingsen angry, and now he came to his father-in-law's house to chase his daughter-in-law with a guilty conscience.

If it wasn't for these two messing around, Ji Mingrui would have slept in his arms obediently...

Afraid of stabbing Wen Renfei's eyes, Ji Mingrui went out of the bedroom with the flashlight of his mobile phone, turned on the light in the entrance, and opened the door, and it was Qin Zhen.

This sister... brother-in-law, he used to find it difficult to get close to him, but now that he begged himself to open the door in the middle of the night, just to sleep with his brother, he seemed kind and lovely.

Seeing that Ji Mingrui couldn't open his sleepy eyes, Qin Zhen said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, go back to sleep."

He closed and locked the door at the back, not letting Ji Mingrui do anything, he found slippers to change into, and then turned off the light in the entrance.

Before turning off the lights, I always felt that something was wrong, so I just casually scanned it. In the shoe cabinet, there was a pair of men's military boots style shoes, young and fashionable and expensive, not Ji Tingsen's style, nor Ji Mingrui's size.

He had already regarded this home as part of his responsibilities and concerns, and asked, "Are there any guests at home?"

Ji Mingrui said, "A friend of mine slept with me."

Qin Zhen didn't ask any more questions, and sent Ji Mingrui to the door of the other party's room, and then went to Ji Tingsen's room with the light of his mobile phone.

Ji Mingrui entered the room and closed the door. Seeing that the person was not sitting, he couldn't help asking: "Why are you up?"

Wen Renfei: "Waiting for you."

These words are so ambiguous, Ji Mingrui blushed when he heard it, and his heart beat, and he didn't want to hear that Ren Fei felt that he was not a good person, so he went to bed lightly and lay down in an orderly manner-Okay, he pressed himself against the side of the bed on his side, for fear that he would make a mistake What a tiger-wolf thing: "Sleep...sleep."

Wen Renfei hummed, the man who was so imposing as if he was on the throne just by leaning on the bed, actually got into the bed obediently, and said: "If you are cold, do you want to lean over again?"

It's not very cold outside in June, let alone indoors.

Ji Mingrui's heart was pounding, and he moved forward like a tortoise. In the dark, his voice was very small, but very clear, and his voice trembled a little: "Okay..."

Meanwhile, in another room,

Ji Tingsen reflexively pressed the gangster who tried to get into his quilt on the bed: "Who?"

Qin Gangster Zhen straightened his back: "Brother Sen, do you know I'm here, so enthusiastic?"

Ji Tingsen: "..."

It was just this moment of surprise, Qin Zhen had already seized the opportunity to grab the person who was sitting on his waist under him.

The mussel night lamp by the bed emits soft light.

Under this light, the half-kneeling man on the bed stretched his arms: "I'm going home, the bed is empty, come here, why didn't you tell me? I've been looking for a long time."

Ji Tingsen was inexplicably guilty of this straightforward but unconcealed grievance question.

In fact, Qin Zhen knew that Ji Tingsen had returned to Ji's house before boarding the plane.

But it doesn't matter, his intuition allows him to always seize the momentary opportunity, leaning over: "Brother Sen... I'm so tired, if I can't find you again, I'm going to sleep on the street... Brother Sen..."

He vaguely complained about his grievances, and naturally rubbed his head on Ji Tingsen's shoulder: "I am innocent, I only want you..."