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

I don't know who lives upstairs, and the screeching sound of the stool being dragged on the floor can be heard between the two people who are in a stalemate.

Cen Jing didn't take a step back. He didn't like He Cidong's way of using violence to control violence. As a law student, he didn't think that if he lived in another world, some people could do whatever they wanted.

He Cidong: "You can't sue him."

Cen Jing raised his eyebrows, "Does that mean you are going to intervene?"

He Cidong looked down at him, "All his bank records are not in his account, you can't grasp any evidence."

"You found out clearly." Cen Jing sneered.

He broke free, He Cidong let go of him, and Cen Jing took a step back.

He rubbed his wrist and raised his eyes: "Want to clear him of the crime?"

"I'm not going to argue about the video, the problem is on my side." He Cidong leaned against the wall at the entrance, his tone gradually softened: "I will try my best to eliminate the follow-up impact as thoroughly as possible. As for Yao Wenyu, he is just discussing the facts."

Cen Jing sneered: "I also like to discuss the matter as it stands. Since you said so, it seems that you contributed a lot to the development of "Chen Jian" at the beginning. If you don't intervene in this matter, at most we will never do it again in the future." We are strangers who cooperate with each other, if you intervene, then we are enemies."

He Jidong didn't speak, and stood still for two seconds, then suddenly reached out and pressed the switch next to him.

Suddenly the whole house was brightly lit.

Cen Jing frowned and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found that He Cidong did not keep leaning against the wall, but stood in front of him at some point, with both hands supporting the wall behind Cen Jing.

That was a very aggressive move, but this time He Cidong lost that momentum.

He put all his strength in his hands, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.

Cen Jing was between his hands, looking down at the top of He Cidong's head.

"What are you trying to do?" Cen Jing raised his eyebrows.

He Cidong raised his head, the distance between the two was quite close, and Cen Jing could see the mark left by the punch that punched the corner of his mouth just now, such a bright wound looked a bit abrupt on his face.

"I just don't know what to do." He Cidong was facing Cen Jing's face, and he said, "Now I can't do anything to you."

Cen Jing curled his lips into a smile after hearing this.

In the next second, his face changed again, and he said mockingly: "He Cidong, don't you find this ridiculous?"

He Jidong didn't move away, and still maintained that distance and said: "If you explain this matter from the beginning to the end, it will only seem like an excuse. You are too smart to see everything too clearly. You want to retreat to a safe place. Outside the line, draw the line, but you know what I'm thinking?"

In the last sentence, He Cidong's voice was very low, so close that Cen Jing could feel his breath.

Cen Jing followed his words: "What do you think?"

He Jidong glanced over Cen Jing's eyebrows and said, "I want to put you in shackles."

He Cidong has tried to be as tactful as possible.

When the matter progressed to this point, whether it was Cen Jing's reaction or all the consequences, it was within He Jidong's expectation.

The only thing beyond the plan is himself.

Two people who are too tough and self-centered in certain attitudes can easily hurt each other when they get along with each other.Especially in love, it is too difficult to get close.

He knew that the victim of this incident was Cen Jing from beginning to end.

And he found someone to shoot the video, even if it wasn't aimed at him, there is no excuse for this matter.

Even so, for a person who has been used to controlling everything all year round, Cen Jing's retreat will arouse his most original and first reaction, that is, even if he is covered in blood, he will definitely lock him by his side.

The most direct and rude way, and the simplest way.

But in the final analysis, He Cidong is not the seventeen or eighteen-year-old self who hurt others and hurt himself at the same time.

At this stage, He Cidong is so mature that even though he is a novice in the class of love, he still knows how to restrain himself.

The end of restraint is that there is nothing to do with Cen Jing.

Mrs. He Ci knew what kind of person Cen Jing was.

Too sensible and too sober.

It doesn't matter if it's too light for him, or too heavy.

Cen Jing suddenly asked: "He Cidong, how long has it been since you slept with someone?"

Cen Jing is not short, and his demeanor is rather cold. Being trapped at the door by He Cidong in such a posture, but being able to ask such content with a blank face, it feels quite different.

He Cidong raised his eyebrows: "Then you have to think about it."

"Oh, I understand, it's been a long time." Cen Jing asked again: "The right hand doesn't work?"

"I don't like it." He Cidong answered fluently.

Cen Jing tilted his head and glanced at He Cidong's apartment. It was decorated in cool tones, with black and white metal as the main color, two completely different styles from Mo Lin Yuan.

At first glance, it was full of the breath of a single man.

Cen Jing withdrew his gaze and met He Cidong's eyes.

"Abstaining sex for too long is not a good habit, you know?" Cen Jing asked.

He Cidong nodded seriously.

Cen Jing: "Then close your ambitious eyes that are trying to turn me into something you own, and go out and find someone to vent your anger on. I can kiss you to prove that all your feelings come from sex, but I don't intend to sleep with you, can you understand?"

He Jidong lowered his head and chuckled, the tip of his tongue licking the wound at the corner of his mouth.

"I don't have that plan right now," he said.

"I don't need to have any in the future." Cen Jing said.

Cen Jing: "I've made things clear enough. I won't be so kind as to let Yao Wenyu go just because you solved this matter, and you broke promises first, and everyone knows that integrity is the most important thing when getting along with others. I No matter how the video got out, your credit with me has already become a negative number, to put it bluntly, we're done playing."

He Cidong closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes were completely black, "No way," he said.

The tone is very firm.

Cen Jing sneered: "Your choice is obvious, it has never changed."

Talking for so long is tantamount to talking for nothing.

He didn't think He Cidong could turn a blind eye to Yao Wenyu.

It was and still is.

He Cidong looked serious for a moment: "No matter what you think, it's not because of Yao Wenyu that stopped you. It's a fact that you can't hold the evidence of his defamation, and going to court will be a rather long process, unless you have new weight."

"How do you know I can't find it?" Cen Jing asked.

He Cidong: "I don't doubt that you understand the law very well, but don't forget that there is also Qi Xiong'an."

"I understand." Cen Jing nodded: "You want to use Qi Xiong'an as a condition to make me give up Yao Wenyu's lawsuit, don't you?"

"Cen Jing!" He Cidong sternly called his name.

This is the first time.

He then took a deep breath and lowered his tone again, "You can sue if you want, it doesn't matter whether it's directed at me or anyone, but it's not at this stage. Qi Xiong'an is an ambitious man, can you understand what I mean? You forgot this The incident this time is not just about Yao Wenyu alone. Have you ever thought that in this process, you are equivalent to exposing yourself to the wilderness, and you will become the target of the central point. Qi Xiong'an is currently at the stage of expanding his influence without any scruples. I can't It is completely guaranteed that there will be no accidents, you want to bet yourself against others?"

At least He Cidong didn't want him to take this step.

So lenient.

Analyzing the pros and cons, there is nothing wrong with He Cidong's words.

Even the starting point is Cen Jing himself.

But——Cen Jing lowered his eyes and spoke calmly.

"He Cidong, I don't want to bet on myself either."

He Cidong: "What?"

"Your suggestion is certainly reasonable, but how can I believe that you didn't do this on purpose to let me let Yao Wenyu go? It is said that people will have a long memory if they suffer a loss. I have suffered too many times, and I don't want to believe you."

Cen Jing's strength is fully reflected at this time.

He doesn't trust others, only himself.

In other words, here, he has no one he can completely trust.

He Jidong met his eyes, and his heart throbbed for a moment without warning.

Because the person in front of him is calm and accustomed to it.

At first, he probably also had the idea of ​​wanting to build his own life. He Cidong remembered the time when he just found out that he was different from the original Cen Jing.

Due to physical reasons, I have been staying in the villa, and I will get up early in the morning to greet Uncle Zhong on the balcony on the second floor.

She would comfort Mrs. Chen with a smile, and coquettishly say what she would like to eat the next day.

That should be his original and most authentic state, relaxed and at ease.

But too short.

Under his indifference, he dealt with all kinds of malice and ridicule from Jiang Chuan including various people at the beginning, contacted the Cen family, and later left Mo Linyuan under another form of coercion, and started his own career progress.

He is very successful and his commercial value is getting higher and higher.

He Cidong realized that he had contributed a lot.

He single-handedly pushed him to such a position, and made him lose the most basic dependence and confidence in people.

I am in a situation where I am alone and helpless, and I will not learn to bow my head even if my head is broken.

The pack of wolves looked around, and He Jidong himself had experienced the situation where if he was not careful, he would be doomed.

He made Cen Jing go through it all over again.

I didn't think so before, probably because they were too cold.

To feel each other's warmth has become a difficult thing that needs to cross mountains and mountains. He Cidong's journey from the foot of the mountain to halfway, he is sure of winning. Chu Xiao's little heart, he thought it was just his own journey.

When he finally sees himself and the other side clearly.

Only to find that the top of the mountain was covered with frost and snow.

And that person has already been blown out by the cold wind many times, and his body is covered in icicles.

Cen Jing noticed that He Cidong was silent for a long time, his hands propped against the wall were clenched into fists, his eyes were dark.

Some things seem to be suppressed at the bottom, and they will burst out if you are not careful.

Cen Jing put away the indifference under the confrontation and returned to his innocence. He said: "I will handle this matter myself. Whether you are a stranger or an enemy, that is your choice and has nothing to do with me."

He Cidong straightened up.

"I found out now." He Cidong spoke halfway, and waited until Cen Jing looked over before continuing: "The matter of putting you in shackles really needs to be put on the agenda."

Simply for him to be within his safe sight anytime, anywhere.

Cen Jing sneered: "You belong to an old man who has abstained from sex for too long, and there are psychological problems."

He Cidong didn't argue with him, Cen Jing opened the door to go out.

As soon as I got to the door, I found that I had a huge tinnitus.

And accompanied by severe headache.

He didn't know how he reacted, and suddenly lost his perception of everything around him.

He felt that he should be struggling, but the feeling of being comforted still existed.

Those hands held his face, and the voice of inquiry came through the thick fog.

The whole process was not long. When Cen Jing escaped from this state, he found that he was still in the entrance. In a short time, the whole portrait was washed by water.

And he was pressed on another person, buried at the position of his shoulder and neck.

He Cidong supported him and put his hands on the back of his neck.

As if aware of his sobriety, he turned his head and chin to Cen Jing's ear.

Obviously they were still arguing just now.

On the contrary, He Cidong's voice at this moment sounded too gentle, even worried.

He asked hoarsely, "Can you hear me clearly now?"