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

"Not good." Cen Jing looked at him and raised his eyebrows and said, "Although Mr. He admits that he feels differently towards me, I still have requirements for the location and environment. We can't kiss each other. Mr. He thinks I'm so casual right."

He Jidong looked at him like I did it on purpose.

Instead, he lost his temper, walked over and kicked his feet and said, "Get up, take off."

"You are quite boring." Cen Jing gave him a blank look.

He stood up and unbuttoned the bottom of his shirt.

Of course, he didn't really take off his clothes, he just pulled them out and lifted the hem up a bit.

Exercise is still effective. If it was the state of the original body when he first came here, he might have been a little scrupulous, but it is different now. The thin layer of muscles on his waist and abdomen are very tight and beautiful.

Cen Jing looked in the mirror more than once when he took a shower and sighed, how many innate advantages he had wasted in the past.

The face is good, white, the waist is the waist and the butt is the butt.

Even if he wasn't strong enough, with a dozen suits and ties, and gold-rimmed glasses, he would look like a mature elite, and there would definitely be more than a dozen of those little boys jumping on him.

Cen Jing sat back, and He Cidong dragged another stool to sit behind.

He Cidong unscrewed the cover, took out a cotton swab and glanced at the back of Cen Jing's head.

Then he lowered his head and swept towards his waist.

Behind the thinnest part of the waist on the white skin, there is a half-finger-long opening.

Because there was a lot of blood, and the clothes rubbed against each other, the area around the wound was all red.

He Cidong frowned, and wiped the medicine along the edge first.

As soon as the cotton swab touched the person in front of him, he found that his entire back was tense, and his whole body trembled suspiciously.

"Pain?" He Cidong asked him.

Cen Jing gritted his teeth: "No, it's a bit cold."

No one else has touched his position before, Cen Daiwen only felt pain when he held the knife against him, but now he was given medicine, and he found that his position was extremely sensitive.

He Cidong didn't know how he did it, his movements were slow and light.

Cen Jing endured it for a while and couldn't take it any longer, and turned around: "You..."

Before the words came out, he was hit on the side of the waist.

He Cidong: "Don't move."

When Cen Jing said don't move, Nima paused.

Cen Jing gritted his teeth and turned back, endured it for another half a minute, annoyed: "You want to hurry up, dawdle for so long, and deliberately take advantage of me?"

He Cidong seemed to be belatedly reacting to his irritability.

He stopped his hands and raised his eyebrows: "So sensitive?"

"What are you..."

He Cidong put away the medicine in his hand at the right time, pulled down his clothes, got up and threw over a coat.

Cen Jing was not polite, took it and put it on.

In the next hour or so, He Cidong received many calls.

Cen Jing vaguely knew that it had something to do with where they stopped, but Cen Jing didn't listen carefully. After all, it was considered a private company, and he wasn't that interested.

I don't know who made the last call, so He Cidong glanced at Cen Jing's position, and said, "Prepare for emergency antipyretics and anti-inflammatory medicines...it's not serious, I've done simple treatment..."

It was already late at night, and Cen Jing felt a little sleepy.

Not in the mood to ask He Cidong, "Who?"

"A doctor friend here asked Lin Zhou to contact me."

Cen Jing chuckled lightly with half-drowned eyelids, and said, "I'm sorry, but at this time, I have to trouble Boss He to worry about my affairs."

He Cidong took off his earphones, walked over and patted him on the head suddenly.

Cen Jing raised his eyes and looked over.

He Cidong: "Don't fall asleep, it's easy to catch a cold."

"Don't worry, I won't be able to sleep." Cen Jing yawned halfway, leaning on the armrest of the chair and closing his eyes.

He Cidong: "The ferry will dock in less than half an hour. The person who will take you out will be your own. Don't be nervous. In any case, if you go east, there will be a black Volkswagen with a license plate starting with a at the exit." Just wait there and just get in the car."

Cen Jing didn't open his eyes, and hummed.

He Cidong looked at him and continued to repeat.

Finally said: "Don't be brave."

Then came the sound of footsteps leaving and the door closing.

The entire warehouse-like room suddenly returned to silence.

Instead, Cen Jing slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes are still the same as when they first came in, but the moonlight outside the window is more intense, which proves that the voyage is only about three hours in total.

It was as if He Cidong had never appeared here before.

If it wasn't for the chair behind Cen Jing, the burning pain on his back would no longer be hot.

He may really have such an illusion.

He Cidong seemed to have arranged everything, Cen Jingmo read what he had just said to himself, and found that he seemed to have forgotten to ask him, what about him?

But after thinking about it, that's right, it's not suitable for them to meddle in each other's affairs.

The moment the ferry docked, someone entered the room where Cen Jing was.

He was the one who pushed Cen Jing up in the first place.

The other party put the rope on his glove again, and generally said: "Mr. He ordered, get off the boat later, and let you go through the passage on the right."

Cen Jing finally asked, "Where's He Cidong?"

"Mr. He is going to visit the pier."

"What are you praying for?" Cen Jing really frowned.

I thought to myself what age is this, and I still do the same things in the old days.

"Every place has its own rules." It is estimated that He Cidong told him to take Cen Jing out safely, so the other party knew everything about him, and whispered as he walked: "This Lianchungang is one of the three The traffic fortress, this time Lao Xie and his group chose to meet here because they wanted to seek protection."

The person who offered protection must be the most useful person in this place.

The so-called strong dragon can't overwhelm the local snake, it's really hard to say what kind of ruthless person it is really going to meet.

Cen Jing frowned: "Will it be dangerous?"

"No." The other party said with a smile: "Mr. He is very familiar with this place. He stayed here for a few years before, and now he comes here every year because of business. But every time he meets someone here, the people around him They don’t take anyone with them.”

Cen Jing didn't realize how much he knew about He Cidong until now.

His impression of him comes from the characters in the book.

After really getting in touch with him, he knew that he had a difficult past, and now he is the boss of "Shi Du", and of course, there is Bai Yueguang.

But a real person's life is not just a certain stage, let alone a few words in a book.

All his past, every morning and dusk, every minute and every second of every day is a real experience.

It was a real person of flesh and blood.

Everyone in this world has their own life, past, karma.

Cen Jing didn't know why he felt this matter at such a moment.

It is estimated that He Jidong is changing, and he is also changing.

He lost the sense of floating that he couldn't find his roots when he first came here. He took root and got deeper and deeper.

Career, friends, and family members like Mrs. Chen and the others.

He Cidong is also different, step by step, they have come to the present.

Two people whose destinies were completely intertwined, and the protagonist's life, which was simply summed up in terms of scumbags, have undergone many changes because of the accident that happened to Cen Jingchuan.

Cen Jing lives in the present, but does not have the perspective of God that a wearer should have.

Because this is what he is going through, and he has no idea what will happen tomorrow or the next second.

For example, he never expected that Cen Daiwen would turn back suddenly.

After all, Cen Jing did not follow the pace arranged by He Cidong, because of Cen Daiwen, Cen Jing even met the so-called Lao Xie himself.

That's not a person like Cen Daiwen who wears the skin of a rich man and gold.

That is a guy who wanders around the border and works his life for money.

Lao Xie was a skinny man in his forties, with a long and narrow face, and a pair of inverted triangle-shaped eyes, which made him feel cold and fierce.

In a warehouse behind the hillside on the left side of Lianchun Port.

Lao Xie walked around Cen Jing with his hands behind his back, and then looked at Cen Daiwen, "Is it because of your brother that we have to throw away such a large batch of goods this time?"

There was no smile on Cen Daiwen's face.

He said: "I am the youngest son of the Cen family, and I have never had any younger brothers."

Old Xie snorted, and sneered: "What's the use of you talking, your father still wants to rely on him to support the Cen family."

Cen Daiwen: "Without He Cidong, things wouldn't be what they are now."

"What about others?" Lao Xie was irritable, "People have been staring at Dongya for so long, and you lost to him when you were still in charge of the Cen family, and now even the goods are in his hands!"

It seemed that the two had been at odds for a long time.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Also." Old Xie spun around, "Qi Laosi refuses to show up, wait for the police to come, let's finish playing together!"

"There is only one possibility that Qi Lao Si refuses to come forward." Cen Daiwen gritted his teeth coldly, "He Cidong must have arrived in Lianchun Port."

Cen Jing didn't know who the Fourth Qi was among these two people.

Maybe it's the one that He Cidong meets here every year?

Just when the visitor was about to quarrel again, the rope on Cen Jing's wrist had already been untied by him again.

Then Lao Xie suddenly pointed at Cen Jing and said, "Didn't you push him to He Cidong's side back then, now that he's mixed up with He Cidong, it would be useful for us to fall into our hands, right?"

Cen Daiwen looked at Cen Jing, then fell silent.

"He Jidong doesn't care about his life at all."

Old Xie: "That's because you haven't done enough. If you don't try, how will you know?"

At this moment, the alarm in the entire port suddenly sounded.

Harsh and hasty.

This sudden movement made everyone around feel a little confused and panicked. No one noticed when Cen Jing, who was free of his hands and feet, walked around behind Cen Daiwen.

Pretty much the same knife, same location.

In less than four hours, Cen Jing changed his position.

He was still wearing the blood-stained shirt He Jidong left, and his coat was left in the warehouse.

The movement of holding the knife is very steady, even though he actually doesn't have much strength right now.

Change from one port to another overnight.

Even the cries of seagulls in the early morning were drowned out by the shrill sirens.

All this made Cen Jing lose his patience. There was obvious boredom and tiredness in his eyes, his temper rose, and he sneered with the corners of his mouth raised, "Why don't you try it now?"