The actor wants to get a divorce

It was almost 12 o'clock after Jinmocheng finished the business.

Several bosses took advantage of the opportunity to invite him to the restaurant for lunch.

Jin Mocheng stood up with a smile: "Unfortunately, I have something to do at noon today, so you go to my place another day, and I will treat you to dinner again."

After leaving, Jinmocheng drove back to the hotel in a hurry. On the way, he called Zheng Changjing, but the other party didn't answer. Jinmocheng was a little anxious, and kept tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.

Passing by a lobster shop, he stopped the car and packed a spicy crayfish.

Back at the hotel, Zheng Changjing was still asleep on the bed.

A flushed face.

Jin Mocheng reached out and touched his forehead, the fever had subsided, Jin Mocheng called the front desk and asked them to deliver a hot porridge later.

Jin Mocheng went back to his room to take a shower, and when he came back, Zheng Changjing was already awake.

Jin Mocheng looked at him sitting in the quilt with a dazed look on his face, and sneered: "I asked you to accompany me on a business trip, but you would be lazy and just make me sick, right?"

Zheng Changjing didn't have any strength at all, and shook his head when he heard the words: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, I'm a little bit uncomfortable."

"Is this unacceptable?"

Zheng Changjing nodded: "I have been filming and going out of town since I was a child, and I always felt uncomfortable the day before. Fever is also a common thing. I have seen a doctor. The doctor said that it is due to my physical constitution."

Jin Mocheng was stunned for a moment, "Then why didn't you tell me? If I knew, I wouldn't"

He stopped suddenly.

After a while, Jin Mocheng lowered his head and coughed unnaturally, "Next time this happens, remember to tell me in advance."

Zheng Changjing was a little embarrassed: "I am an assistant"

Jin Mocheng sneered: "Am I still short of an assistant? I don't have to ask you, don't take yourself too seriously."

Zheng Changjing's face turned pale.

Jin Mocheng: "Okay, get up quickly, how long do you have to sleep."

Zheng Changjing said "Oh", nodded and lifted the quilt to stand up. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and his body was limp. When he stood up, he became dizzy for a while, his legs felt weak, and he almost fell down.

Jin Mocheng quickly hooked his waist and helped him up.

"What's the matter with you, want me to take you to take a bath?"

Zheng Changjing blushed, "No, no"

Jin Mocheng curled his lips: "Why are you shy, I'm your boss, it's not impossible to help me out."

There was a faint smell of men's perfume on Jin Mocheng's body, and it all went into Zheng Changjing's nose at the moment.

Zheng Changjing's heart was beating wildly, and he pushed Jinmo City away with both hands desperately: "No need, no need, I can go by myself."

He pushed Jin Mocheng away, and went into the bathroom to take a shower with a red face.

He stood under the shower, and it took him a while to realize that he was using cold water, but he didn't feel cold at all, and his whole body was very hot.

Although his mind is not very good, he also feels that Jin Mocheng treats him a little differently.

Is he and Jin Mocheng a bit too ambiguous?

Zheng Changjing couldn't figure it out, he pressed his head against the glass in the bathroom, full of irritability.

What Jin Mocheng said is right, his stupid head was played by Fu Ran and molested by Mr. Sun

─Life is a life for people to play with.

"Boom boom boom──"

There was a sudden knock on the bathroom.

Jin Mocheng's impatient voice came in: "Have you finished washing? It's been dawdling for a long time. If you don't come out, I'll go in."

Zheng Changjing panicked, "No, I'm fine."

He quickly got dressed and went out.

Jin Mocheng pointed to the porridge on the table: "I ordered porridge for you, and there are spicy crayfish."

Zheng Changjing was stunned: "Crayfish?"

Jin Mocheng: "Didn't you want to eat it yourself? I bought it specially."

Zheng Changjing smiled embarrassedly: Thank you, President Jin. "

The two sat down and began to eat.

Zheng Changjing sat across from Jinmo City, put on his gloves and started peeling the lobster shells.

Jin Mocheng doesn't like seafood, so he ordered a steak. While eating, he watched Zheng Changjing peel the lobster shell: "Is this really so delicious?"

Zheng Changjing stuffed a mouthful of shrimp meat into it, and nodded his head desperately, "It's delicious, my mother made this delicious, and when I have a chance, I'll bring it here for you to try..."

Jin Mocheng snorted coldly: "Forget it, I never eat this."

Zheng Changjing skillfully peeled off another one, and handed it directly to Jin Mocheng's mouth, his eyes sparkled: "It's really delicious!"

Jin Mocheng looked at the shrimp handed to his mouth with disgust, but he still opened his mouth and bit into it lightly.

Zheng Changjing was triumphant: "How about it, is it delicious?"

Jin Mocheng sneered: "You didn't do it, what are you proud of, vanity."

Zheng Changjing shook his head and smiled "hehe": "I'm just vain. If I wasn't vain, I wouldn't have wished to hook up with Mr. Fu back then."

He suddenly couldn't laugh: "Mr. Fu only has Big Brother Lin in his heart. I thought he was interested in me. They are rich, powerful and good-looking.

Man, why would you like a superficial little star like me?"

The more he spoke, the more frustrated his tone became, he couldn't control the strength in his hand, the shell of the shrimp was split open, and the spicy marinade splashed into Zheng Changjing's eyes, he said "ah", and stretched out his hand to rub it.

"What's wrong? Did you get your eyes?"

Jin Mocheng grabbed Zheng Changjing's wrist.

Zheng Changjing's eyes are hot and painful, "uncomfortable"

Jin Mocheng frowned: "Don't rub it with your hands, don't move around."

Jin Mocheng took out a tissue, soaked it in water, and wiped Zheng Changjing's eyes little by little.

Zheng Changjing's ears turned red.

Jin Mocheng stared at Zheng Changjing for a while, then coughed softly: "You drink the porridge first, or it will be cold, I will peel this for you."

He pushed the hot porridge to Zheng Changjing, then brought the crayfish in front of him, and put on disposable gloves.

Seeing Jin Mocheng in a suit and leather shoes, with a dignified complexion peeling the lobster shell, his serious demeanor seemed to be dealing with some important work.

Zheng Changjing couldn't help laughing "haha".

"You're laughing ass."

Zheng Changjing: "I didn't expect Mr. Kim, you"

Jin Mocheng threw the peeled shrimp into Zheng Changjing's bowl: "What am I?"

Zheng Changjing smiled embarrassedly: "You are quite easy to get along with, not as scary as they say."

Jin Mocheng took off his gloves, threw them into the trash can, got up and washed his hands: "Just listen to what outsiders say, it doesn't make sense for you to be in the entertainment industry by yourself."

understand? "

Zheng Changjing was speechless.

He now has a headache whenever he hears the word entertainment circle.

After finishing half a bowl of shrimp meat, he stretched out his hand to take it again, but Jin Mocheng glared at him: "If your body is just right, eat less. If you get sick again, do I have to take care of you again?"

Zheng Changjing retracted his hand embarrassingly.

"Boss Jin, shall we go back in the afternoon?"

Jin Mocheng: "Yes."

Zheng Changjing: "Then I will book a flight later."

After eating, Zheng Changjing cleared the table a little, and Jin Mocheng went to the balcony after receiving a call from the company.

Holding the phone in his hand, Zheng Changjing flipped through WeChat several times, only to find that Mr. Sun's account was nowhere to be found.

He remembered that before he fell asleep last night, Mr. Sun said that he was invited to come tonight.

Why can't I find it all of a sudden.

Is it dreaming

No, even if it was a dream, how could the WeChat account disappear?

As soon as Jin Mocheng turned around after making the call, he saw Zheng Changjing sitting on a chair, holding the phone in both hands, frowning tightly, and the page of the phone was still on WeChat.

Jin Mocheng understood immediately.

This kid is looking for Mr. Sun's WeChat account.

Thinking of those disgusting Bara's WeChat messages last night, Jin Mocheng felt angry for no reason.

Are you so reluctant to part with that sea view room?

Do you want to see Mr. Sun tonight?

There are no doors.

Jin Mocheng knocked on Zheng Changjing's head: "Have you booked the ticket yet?"

Zheng Changjing came back to his senses: "I'll book now before I do."

"Don't worry, just book for tomorrow."

Zheng Changjing frowned: "Tomorrow? Why is it suddenly changed to tomorrow?"

"I think of a friend, go and have a look, no, little mirror, just do as the boss says, don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

Zheng Changjing quickly bowed his head: "Then Mr. Jin, I have already booked a ticket for tomorrow."

Although it was to see friends, Jin Mocheng stayed in the hotel room all afternoon, and in the evening he took Zheng Changjing to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

"Go to bed early tonight."

Zheng Changjing looked at the back of Jin Mocheng returning to the room, puzzled.

Isn't this to see friends?

What about friends?

Forget it, the boss said, don't ask if you shouldn't ask.

The two flew back the next day.

Jin Mocheng gave Zheng Changjing a day off.

Zheng Changjing returned home and slept with his head covered until night, got up, ate something, played mobile games for a while, and opened WeChat to see a friend request notification.

The profile picture is quite familiar, isn't it the disappeared Mr. Sun?

As soon as he clicked to agree, Mr. Sun's messages were sent one by one.

[Why did you delete me? 】

[You are so courageous, you still scold me? 】

Zheng Changjing wondered, he didn't delete it

Mr. Sun called.

Zheng Changjing stumbled to explain, but Mr. Sun was also impatient, and said directly: "Are you okay now? I'm at the bar on Dongnan Street, you

Come and play. "

Zheng Changjing knew exactly what this play meant, and was just about to refuse.

Mr. Sun said: "As long as you come, I will give you 500 million, how about it?"

Zheng Changjing was moved.

He is very superficial, likes money, loves vanity, works under Jin Mocheng, he may not earn 500 million in his whole life.

Mr. Sun smiled: "How about it, come on, baby."

Zheng Changjing took a breath: "I won't sleep with you."

"It's okay. I won't force you. It's just a group of friends drinking and drinking, and you're not alone. What are you afraid of?"

Zheng Changjing was silent for a while, "Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Changjing changed into a suit of clothes, tidied himself up, went downstairs to take a taxi, and went to Mr. Sun's.