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

Cen Jing knew from the moment he spoke that he was not joking.

This man can do what he can say.

Neuropathy!

Cen Jing cursed secretly, recalled the plot in the book, and confirmed that he remembered correctly.

In the years when He Cidong's career had not gained a firm foothold, he suffered a lot of plots. At that time, Bai Yueguang happened to be abroad.And the original body also took advantage of the opportunity to enter He Cidong's company.

The point is that the two have a physical relationship.

The only two times in the book are relatively cryptic. He Jidong only touches him when he has a physical need, but he never spends the night with him, even worse than nurturing him.

Baoyang at least gave back the money, and He Cidong treated him like nothing.

Cen Jing looked at He Cidong and sneered: "It's quite shameless for you to turn your face and deny it when you put on your trousers."

It is simply a model of ruthlessness.

He Cidong stared at Cen Jing's face and narrowed his eyes.

It was a suspicious and examining look.

But Cen Jing had no intention of avoiding his gaze.

At this stage of the book, there is actually nothing to do with Cen Jing, and there is no original plot to go.

If he really follows the original plot, what awaits him is nothing but a dead end.

In the last year, He Cidong will start to deal with the Cen family in a big way, and his career will rise to a new level. At the same time, Bai Yueguang will express his heart to him.

As for Cen Jing, he was a tragic character from beginning to end, hateful but pitiful.

At the fork in the road between life and death, if he is not allowed to live willfully and recklessly, then what is the point of living?

He Cidong finally let go of him and took a step back.

He didn't know where to take out the toilet paper, and slowly wiped his palm, as if he had just touched something dirty.

While moving, he raised his head and said: "I don't care about you deceiving yourself, and I don't care what tricks you are playing now. But I feel sick to my head, I think you probably forgot the consequences of drugging me twice before, if you Forget it, I don't mind recalling memories for you."

Cen Jing: "?!"

There is no such thing as medicine for the physiological needs in the book.

He Jidong threw the crumpled tissue into the trash can next to him, looked back at him and raised his eyebrows: "Your expression of amnesia is quite realistic."

Cen Jing really couldn't tell whether the contents of the book were not comprehensive, or He Cidong was lying.

Cen Jing frowned and struggled in the end, "Even if you took the medicine, you can't deny that you took it...my truth."

Fuck, don't pinch it no matter how you hear it.

He Cidong smiled contemptuously.

He suddenly took out his mobile phone and made a call. Cen Jing didn't know who was on the other side, but only heard him say something.

—Send me the video.

One minute later, Cen Jing took the mobile phone thrown by He Cidong, and all he could see was a white body.

It was a very closed room, with nothing but a big bed in the middle, but judging from the clarity and perspective of the picture, it was specially taken by someone.

The person on the bed was very thin, with only a pair of boxers on his body.

He looked miserable, curled up by turns, and rolled on and off the bed.

Even through the screen, you can see people's sweaty hair and bloodshot eye sockets.

Cen Jing had no blood on his face, but this time it was really completely pale.

Not for anything else, just because the person in this video is himself.

The mobile phone in your hand is out of reach to prevent it from being taken away.

He Cidong: "I'm being polite enough, Cen Jing, you should be thankful that the ingredients of the medicine you gave me are okay, otherwise it's not just as simple as taking a video. This is just a small warning, understand?"

He put the phone in his pocket and turned to leave.

After taking two steps, she suddenly turned around, "Also, I never touched you before, and I won't in the future, because I think it's dirty."

Cen Jing, who was severely shocked by the video, took a long time to understand what the man said.

"Are you very clean?" Cen Jing turned his head and didn't turn his head. Even his back was talking about the cold-blooded and unrequited man who tugged on his tie irritably, and finally couldn't hold back, and cursed: "Go to hell!"

He didn't expect Yuan Shen to hold such a handle in He Cidong's hands, and his expression was ugly.After all, he is the owner of this body now, and it is really a headache to see such a picture of himself all of a sudden.

Cen Jing really wanted to ask the original body who he liked, and why he liked such a man who was sure to get revenge.

If you like it, you will like it, and you will try your best to pass the handle into the person's hand.

The reception was terrible, and Cen Jing had no intention of staying any longer.

When he went out, he called Er Chong.

Er Chong's name is Liu Chong, he is the second child at home, so people around him are used to calling him Er Chong.He should be the only friend in this world who still treats Cen Jing sincerely.

Cen Jing, who had read the book, knew that the two had known each other for a long time.

It was as early as when Cen Jing was still living with his mother who lived in the red light district.

However, since Cen Jing's mother passed away and was recognized by the Cen family, he rarely had contact with anyone.The main reason is that he has some vanity and doesn't want others to see the shadow of his past life.

He always feels that he can integrate into the so-called second-generation circle, be different from before, and live a good life.

It turns out he failed.

The call was connected quickly, and the person on the other side felt unbelievable and hesitant: "Jing'er?"

Cen Jing: "Well, it's me."

Half an hour later, Cen Jing took a taxi to the address given to him by Liu Chong.

This is a bustling night market, full of fireworks everywhere.The peddler hawking enthusiastically and the screeching sound in the oil pan have become the most inconspicuous corner of the city and the most authentic picture of life.

From afar, Cen Jing saw figures busy at a barbecue stall.

The young man was wearing the simplest short-sleeved shorts. He was slightly fat and looked a little festive.He was busy up and down, distractedly greeting guests while baking something, with a smile on his face all the time.

It wasn't until Cen Jing stood in front of the barbecue booth that Liu Chong looked up at him for two seconds.

Cen Jing raised his hand and smiled, "Long time no see."

"Jinger?!" Liu Chong stared, suddenly dropped a handful of mutton skewers and said, "Damn, it's really you. I couldn't believe it when you called me."

Liu Chong's hand, which was about to pat on his shoulder, stopped awkwardly after seeing his suit clearly.

Cen Jing knew why, so he smiled helplessly, and had no choice but to remind: "Hey, you're confused."

"Hastily." Liu Chong ran back to the booth while cursing.

Cen Jing: "You are busy with your work, I will find a place to sit for a while."

He said he was sitting by himself, but in less than 5 minutes Liu Chong came over with a plate of barbecue and two bottles of beer.

The wine bottle was placed on the table with a clatter, and he said, "If you are a brother, you won't get drunk."

Cen Jing nodded with a smile and said hello.

While skillfully opening the beer cap, he looked at the booth and asked Liu Chong, "The employee you are looking for?"

"That's right." Liu Chong handed over the disposable cup, touched his nose, and suddenly said with a bit of embarrassment: "Well...my girlfriend and I are discussing about buying a house and getting married, so we have to work harder. .”

The movements of Cen Jing's hands paused, surprised: "When did we talk about it?"

"It's been almost half a year." Liu Chong said, "Usually she would come over to help, but she works overtime today, and I'll see you next time."

"Okay." Cen Jing clinked a glass with him: "Congratulations."

At this moment, Cen Jing had the illusion that his life was being torn apart.

Half of him was still at the reception, playing the role of He Cidong's legal partner.The other half is in such an ordinary street, drinking beer, listening to the sound of quarreling at the next table, and the buddy saying that he is going to buy a house and marry his girlfriend.

Life is always so dramatic, both then and now.

At this time, Cen Jing's suit jacket had been taken off and casually draped over the back of the chair.

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, eating casually and naturally.

It's easy to get into this atmosphere.

After Liu Chong had two glasses of cold beer, he looked at Cen Jing hesitantly and said, "Jing Er, tell the truth, have you encountered any difficulties?"

Cen Jing looked at Liu Chong's sincere eyes, and said truthfully, "Well, it's a little bit embarrassing."

He has nothing to say about the divorce, and the Cen family alone will not let him go.

He still has that video in He Cidong's hands, so he must get it back.

Nothing goes well, including money.

Liu Chong knocked the cup on the table, looked at Cen Jing seriously and said, "It's fine to come back since you're not happy. Ever since you left with... and your father, I think you probably don't want to associate with us. I can understand you very well, really! But I also know that rich people are very complicated. If you come back, you can start a small business with me. Although your mother’s house was a bit dilapidated, she still kept it ..."

Liu Chong stopped suddenly while talking, scratched the back of his head and said, "Hey, I can't stop once I say something, you probably don't like this..."

"Nothing." Cen Jing answered, looked around and said, "I think it's good to be like you, and I'm serious."

Liu Chong grinned.

There's something about this man who's stupefied, sincere and stupid.

Cen Jing didn't know if the original body would choose another path if he had the chance to do it all over again, but at least he liked such a life full of fireworks.

Even in his previous life, Cen Jing never really experienced such a life.

He is a working machine, and he is known as the most difficult gold medal lawyer in the legal profession.

Daily life is boring, but there is no shortage of money or fame.

Chatting with Liu Chong, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening without knowing it, and Cen Jing finally remembered that he should go back.

Both of them drank a lot, said their goodbyes, and agreed to meet again next time.

When getting into the taxi, Cen Jing's mind was a little wobbly.

His current physical condition is not suitable for drinking at all, his foundation is too bad, and he has a lot of gastrointestinal problems.But facing Liu Chong, he would definitely not refuse.

Cen Jing fell asleep after reporting his address to the driver. He didn't wake up until the driver called him.

Cen Jing got out of the car with his coat in his hand, and walked towards the villa.

The entire area here is a Chinese-style villa area. When Cen Jing woke up in the house, he was amazed. Later, he thought about He Cidong, and he couldn't tell that he was a person who would like this kind of environment.

After all, there are old-fashioned carved wooden doors, small bridges and flowing water in the yard, and koi and lucky bamboos are raised.

Even the housekeeper and aunt at home are said to be old people who have followed He Cidong for many years.

Thinking about it this way, it really doesn't match the image of He Cidong's cold-hearted elite who later became a legend in the business world.

Fortunately, he didn't live here all this time.

At this point, the aunt, the driver and others at home must have fallen asleep, and the lights could not be seen from the outside.

The doors imitate old designs and are closed at night from the inside with huge wooden deadbolts.Cen Jing stood at the door for 5 minutes, but suddenly he didn't want to knock again.

He threw his coat casually on the ground beside him, took two steps back and sat down along the stone steps in front of the door.

There was something sticking to his thigh in his pocket, Cen Jing reached into it, and took out half a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

It belongs to Liu Chong.

The two of them were drunk at the time, Liu Chong put his shoulders on his shoulders to recall the past, and he didn't know when they slipped him by the wrong hand.

Cen Jing suddenly wanted to smoke.

Yuanshen didn't have this habit, but he was a veteran.He has restrained himself since he came here because he was concerned about his physical condition, and now that he is holding it in his hand suddenly, his heart addiction is a little bit high.

In addition, he has a little stomachache, so he wants to have one more.

Five seconds later, the firelight shone on Cen Jing's thin side profile. He tilted his head to light the cigarette in his mouth, and his hair fell down in a mess.

After igniting, throw away the lighter, straighten one leg downwards, and support the first step behind you with your right elbow.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, exhaling smoke rings, which was a rare expression of relaxation.

Cigarettes are really a good thing for him, Cen Jing thought.

He sighed contentedly, and the next second, he heard the sound of footsteps going up the stairs.

Cen Jing was a little dazed, and kept his head in that position to look to the left.

First, a pair of Cheng Liang's leather shoes, trousers, and shirt.

This person is at least 1.9 meters tall, or even taller, Cen Jing guessed.

He drank alcohol and smoked cigarettes.

Cen Jing is in a good mood at the moment, and he is not at all uncomfortable being looked down upon by others.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, he was a little puzzled: "Yo, why are you back today?"

Is there not enough wildflowers outside, or the lover's bed is not warm enough.