After being cheated into marriage by ex-boyfriend[Transmigration Book]

He Cidong made a move to stop him, and the people around him also silently silenced.

Yao Wenyu stood up first, pulled He Cidong's arm and said, "Cidong, Brother Liu didn't do it on purpose, and Cen Jing is not in good health, and no one knows."

The middle-aged man hurriedly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and said, "That's right, Mr. Cen can't drink, so forget it, just kidding, just kidding."

He Cidong glanced at Yao Wenyu and let go.

This matter is thus revealed.

With this interruption, Cen Jing's mood did not disappear, but he felt a sense of suffocation that he could not get up and down.

He had a lot of ways to keep this Liu from stepping down, but as a result, He Cidong and Yao Wenyu got into such a mess, if he refused to let him go, he would look a bit messy.

To fulfill the generosity of both of you, let him pay the bill?

Cen Jing sneered, but he didn't.

He picked up the wine again, and said, "Since Brother Liu is so enthusiastic, I can't take it easy on you." He handed the wine over, took a cup on the table and poured a cup of tea, and said, "Since I If you can't drink it, you have to replace the wine with tea, and I propose a toast to you."

The middle-aged man's face froze, "This..."

Cen Jing moved forward and said, "Brother Liu won't show you face?"

Yao Wenyu said: "Cen Jing, can you forget it? Brother Liu is my guest, so please save face."

Cen Jing swept over, "Who are you? Why should I give you face?"

Yao Wenyu's face, which has always been in spring and rain, was ugly for a moment, and he pursed his lips to bear it.

He is different from Cen Jing, he can't do such a thing that makes everyone unable to step down.

He just turned his head to look at He Cidong.

Cen Jing also followed Yao Wenyu's gaze and looked at the surname He, meaning very clearly, you take your little lover around to socialize but in turn need me to step down for you, I don't care who you like, but I also do if you hit me in the face Will return.

He couldn't just let it go.

Cen Jing and He Cidong met their eyes, and he felt that He Cidong understood him.

And... backed down.

He Cidong poured himself a glass of wine, picked it up and walked to Cen Jing's side, and said to the surnamed Liu, "I'll accompany you for a drink, let's pay respects to Mr. Liu together today."

He Cidong took the initiative to accompany the wine, so it was considered a face.

The surname Liu didn't dare to delay any longer, took the wine glass from Cen Jing's hand and said, "I respect you, I respect you."

Then he looked at the whole glass of white wine in his hand, gritted his teeth and raised his head to drink it in one gulp.

Cen Jing calmly took a sip of the tea in his hand, satisfied.

Especially when seeing Yao Wenyu's slightly pale face.

He put down the cup, and said to Zhong Ziliang who finally squeezed over, "Okay, let's go back."

Zhong Ziliang watched the whole process and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

Cen Jing originally thought that he was going to help Yao Wenyu today to force Yao Wenyu to forget about how much he defended Yao Wenyu with his congratulatory speech.But in fact, he obeyed Cen Jing's approach.

Cen Jing doesn't care whether he is afraid that he will cause bigger troubles, or whether he is paving the way for a happy ending in the end.

In short, it is enough for Cen Jing to achieve his goal.

People on both sides restrained a lot in the second half of this farce.

It didn't take long to leave.

Although Zhong Ziliang was not paralyzed from drinking, he started to tremble when he walked.

When Cen Jing grabbed his arm and went out, he saw He Cidong and Yao Wenyu standing at the door saying goodbye again.

Cen Jing didn't want to take Zhong Ziliang back to the company to pick up the car. Someone from the company over there asked Cen Jing how they could go back. Cen Jing shook his phone and said, "Take a taxi."

"This point is not easy to hit." The other party said.

Cen Jing: "It's okay, we can wait a little longer."

Just before he finished speaking, a black car stopped, the windows were rolled down, revealing a high face.

He said: "Mr. Cen, get in the car, I will take you back."

"Are you sending us?" Cen Jing asked, "This is He Cidong's car, right?"

He saw himself driving it.

Gao Yang still had that serious face, nodded and said: "Yes, the boss asked me to see you off. Mr. Yao is not feeling well, and the boss told me to see you off first."

Cen Jing glanced to the right, just in time to see He Cidong and Yao Wenyu getting into another white car.

He Cidong is like a master of Duan Shui tonight, and his level is quite high.

A sweet date here will not fall over there.

Cen Jing sincerely asked for advice, and while stuffing Zhong Ziliang into the back seat of the car, he asked Gao Yang: "Is your boss asking for something from me recently?"

Gao Yang looked confused, and answered truthfully: "No."

Cen Jing nodded, indeed, this didn't look like He Cidong's style either.

He is not very valuable to He Zhidong now, and others are still working under him. If he really wants to get something from him, he can directly threaten him like he did at the beginning, and there are plenty of means and methods.

But he didn't refuse when he had a car, anyway, the car he drove was also He Cidong's.

He is poor and white, and has very little cash in his hands, so he doesn't waste money.

Zhong Ziliang lives in He's house with Uncle Zhong, so he doesn't need to travel to two places.

The car smoothly entered the traffic flow and drove in the direction of home.

The car was very quiet, Gao Yang didn't talk much at first, and Zhong Ziliang fell asleep in his seat as soon as he got in the car.Cen Jing sat on the side, looking at the reflection of the bushes on the side of the road and the flashing neon lights of the high-rise buildings, he felt that the world became quiet for a moment.

Before he knew it, he had really lived in this world for so long.

That sense of reality grew stronger, as if he really should belong here.

On the contrary, the memory of the previous life has become distant and blurred.

In his previous life, he had no roots or prosperity, and he had spent more than 20 years of his life devoted to his work. He had no one to worry about, and nothing he couldn't let go of.

Although it was similar here, Mrs. Chen and the others looked clear and profound in their greetings.

There was Zhong Ziliang beside him muttering in his dreams that he was handsome, and there was a message on the phone that Er Chong had invited him to dinner.

He thought that if he divorced He Jidong in the future, he would change his environment.

He should miss these people very much.

And He Jidong, although he is a dog, but since he came here, he also provided the initial shelter, at least he didn't drive him out because of the original design.

Cen Jing took off his glasses and hung them on his chest pocket, pinched his brows and raised his head and closed his eyes to rest.

The light and shadow outside the car window flickered, imprinting on his face a fragile illusion of transparency.

On the opposite side of the road, it was equally quiet in that car.

He Cidong drove, Yao Wenyu sat in the co-pilot.

Just when He Jidong's phone rang, breaking the silence, he put on a bluetooth headset to answer it.

Jiang Chuan's voice came in.

He said, "Old He, the man has been found."

"where?"

Jiang Chuan lowered his voice, and asked in a low voice, "Wen Yu is next to you, right? If he is with you, you can pick him up at another place. This matter is quite complicated."

He Cidong changed his hand to hold the steering wheel, and said softly, "It's okay, just tell me."

"I've checked, and Wen Yu's hometown is in a small place called Chuyun Town, two hundred kilometers away from Dongcheng. His mother passed away when he was three years old, and his father is a gambler. What's more, Wen Yu is a It was sold by his father, sold to human traffickers, and after many twists and turns, it went to a place like an orphanage."

He Cidong glanced at Yao Wenyu, and Yao Wenyu asked him, "What's wrong? Who's calling?"

"It's okay, Jiang Chuan's."

On the phone, Jiang Chuan asked: "Old He, are you sure that Wen Yu said that he wanted to find his biological parents? According to the information I found, he was almost six years old when he left the town, so it's impossible for him to not remember anything at all. "

"I was injured, I don't remember."

"Oh, that's understandable." Jiang Chuan said, "But with the result now, I don't think it's necessary to tell him the truth. Anyway, you didn't tell him about this matter."

He Cidong hummed, and finally hung up the phone.

Seeing that he finished answering the phone, Yao Wenyu asked him in a low voice: "Brother Chuan, is there something urgent? I'm fine, just a little headache, you can go back by yourself."

"It's nothing." He Cidong said.

Yao Wenyu hummed.

Yao Wenyu didn't ask Jiang Chuan what he was doing on the phone, he was actually a little restless all night, and it all came from Cen Jing.

Yao Wenyu squeezed until his knuckles turned white without even noticing.

He seemed to ask He Cidong casually, "Are you busy recently?"

"good."

Yao Wenyu: "I went to your apartment to look for you before. Gao Yang said that you have returned home every night during this time, and you have not lived there anymore."

He Cidong looked at him.

Yao Wenyu was startled, and the next second his expression was a little self-deprecating and painful.

"Forget it." He said: "There is nothing to pretend in front of you. It's not like you don't know that I like you."

He Cidong pondered for two seconds, then said: "I said..."

"I know." Yao Wenyu interrupted him, "You said you didn't love me."

He Jidong didn't refute, he looked ahead, his side face looked so cold that it was almost inhumane at this moment.

He Cidong: "It is because you are different that I cannot promise you."

"I wish I wasn't so special." Yao Wenyu turned his head and looked out the window, without speaking again.

The car fell into silence again.

If He Cidong turned his head sideways, he would find Yao Wenyu's face reflected in the car window full of unwillingness.

Yao Wenyu's only bargaining chip is that little thing when he was a child.

He originally thought that even if a person like He Cidong would not fall in love with him, Yao Wenyu, it would be impossible for him to fall in love with other people in this life.

So all the while he never crossed that line.

Back then, even Jiang Chuan and the others thought that he left everything and went abroad two years ago, but they didn’t know that it was He Cidong’s suggestion. Knowing that he likes architecture, they found him the top universities abroad and invited him the best ones. Teacher, after all these years, he will hardly reject any of his conditions and requests.

Even marriage, after all, is for him.

But he alone won't be with him.

Yao Wenyu didn't know what was wrong.

He chose forbearance and waiting. Facts have proved that his choice was not wrong. The outside world almost thought that He Cidong had no regrets for him.

But just recently, it became clear to him that something was out of control.

He Jidong was still the same He Jidong, who worked hard for his competition, sent him home, and talked as usual.

But it was different, this silent sense of crisis made him lose his composure.

And all of this is because of Cen Jing.

The person who had completely different personalities before and after marriage.

Yao Wenyu maintained that posture without looking back, he suddenly asked: "Cidong, have you ever thought about divorce? Divorce is good, even if you don't agree to be with me, I can't see you living under the same roof as someone else Exit. I'm too tired to pretend I don't love you anymore."

He Jidong parked the car on the side of the road.Turn to look at him.

Yao Wenyu turned around.

His eyes were full of tears, and his expression was stubborn.

He Cidong rolled down the car window and put one hand on it, as if lost in thought.

After half a minute, he returned to his usual cold and iron-faced appearance, and said softly: "I was going to leave, but the time didn't come."

The original intention of their marriage was to take what they needed and make use of each other, and now the only reason for maintaining their relationship is profit.

When He Cidong restarted the car, Yao Wenyu suddenly let go of that breath, and finally smiled.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hand to cover his face again, as if he didn't want He Jidong to see him cry.

Hoarse voice: "I know I'm selfish, I'm sorry."

He Cidong took out two pieces of paper and handed them over, "My own decision, don't think too much about it."

He Jidong doesn't like things out of control, he is not unaware that some things are changing.Marriage can be a bargaining chip, and few things in the world can really affect him.

Yao Wenyu's tears made him think of many things in the past.

Those things that he hadn't thought of for a long time and never appeared in his memory.

For example, the foster family I stayed in when I was a child, or the street I escaped from when I was seven years old. In the trash.

Countless times when I thought I would not survive.

There is always a voice in my ear whispering: "Brother, don't die."

I was about to cry when I heard the sound.

He woke up and found himself lying under a bridge hole, with two tattered bags under his body, and moss and dripping sewage on the stone slab above the height where he couldn't stand upright.

A pair of small hands clutched his clothes tightly, kneeling beside him.

The light in the bridge hole was so extravagant that He Jidong couldn't speak at all at first, but he could barely see a child younger than him beside him.Short hands and feet, less than his chest height.

The child dragged him out of the garbage dump, obviously very scared, but still secretly hid him there.

He said that he lived in the orphanage in front of him. He said he didn't live there, but he couldn't find his way back.

He said that the people there were very fierce, and he was always beaten.

He Cidong touched his hand, it was thin and small, and there were always scars on it.

For half a month, the child left his steamed buns and water every day, and sneaked out at night to pass them to him.

Some nights, he even curled up next to him and fell asleep. He Jidong hugged him, and found that this little thing was so skinny.

It was hard not to make him sure that steamed buns might be his daily food.

"Brother, when will you get better?"

"There was a fight in the orphanage today."

"Brother, a child has been taken away, what will you do if I leave too?"

The child's voice is waxy, and sometimes she lies on his chest to let him get better quickly.

One evening after the usual time, the child still did not come.The orphanage caught fire at night, and He Cidong couldn't stand up on his legs.

Among the noisy voices shouting to put out the fire, there were finally small footsteps outside the bridge hole.

But he didn't come in, turned around and left again.

He Cidong leaned against the stone wall with difficulty, held back the pain in his body and asked, "Where are you going?"

Far away, the voice is hazy and unreal.

The child said he had been adopted by a very good couple and was about to leave.

He Cidong thought to himself, it's pretty good, and he will live a good life in the future, without being beaten or starved.

He finally asked, "What's your name?"

The child said, "Yao Wenyu."