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

When Cen Jing received the call, it was the day before he left for Chuyun Town. As the place where Li Meilan once lived, she was also buried in that land after her death.

At that time, Cen Jing had just come out of the bedroom.

The caller ID is an international call starting with 02.

So I wasn't surprised when I heard the other party's self-reported name.

Yao Wenyu: "I didn't want to make this call to you."

"I'm also curious why you called me." Cen Jing took the toiletry set and threw it into the opened suitcase in the living room, and said, "We probably don't know each other well."

"You are quite unfamiliar to me." Yao Wenyu said, "I just called you to clarify one thing."

Cen Jing's expression was light, "What?"

"In the past two days, I suddenly regretted that I came to you specifically to ask you to leave He Cidong." Yao Wenyu's tone was completely different from that in front of He Cidong when facing Cen Jing.

It was calm, so peaceful that it felt a little unusual.

Yao Wenyu said: "You broke the rules, so I don't have to follow them."

Cen Jing stood in the living room with his pockets in his pocket, looking at the starry night outside the window.

"It seems that the doctor He Cidong found for you is not very good. I suggest that if you can't explain the cause and effect clearly, you can go to He Cidong. I can't cure you." Cen Jing said.

"I know He Cidong, you do have the ability to attract him." Yao Wenyu sneered suddenly, "You have such a tough personality, and if you don't make it to the end, you may not be able to win."

Cen Jing took the phone from his ear, glanced at the screen, and then connected it.

A little impatient: "What do you want to say?"

"I will win." He said, "Cen Jing, you shouldn't be here."

Cen Jing stared suddenly, only a small light was turned on in the living room, and outside the window were the lights of high and low buildings in the city.

It seemed more and more quiet around him.

"What do you know?" Cen Jing asked.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, his tone getting colder.

Now that he has lived here for such a long time, he doesn't feel much different from before. It's just that he has changed his identity and changed his life.

Holding the phone, Cen Jing instinctively doubted, "Or, what did He Cidong tell you?"

As of today, among all the people Cen Jing has come into contact with, only He Cidong has ever doubted his identity.

Yao Wenyu seemed to be holding onto something serious about him.

He smiled and said, "Guess?"

"I guess you jumped the wall in a hurry." Cen Jing regained his calmness. He never liked the feeling of being held hostage by others. He Cidong used to be alone, but now Yao Wenyu was added. He said, "You don't need to come to me specially." Come to show your advantages, I haven't asked you about the video, you'd better stay abroad as He Cidong wants to die, no matter whether he wants to protect you or not, as long as you return to China, I will spend time with you in the end."

Cen Jing hung up the phone and threw the phone into the sofa.

He stood by the window for a few minutes, and when he took out the cigarette case, he found that it was empty.

During this period of time, the demand for cigarettes has been increasing unknowingly.

Cen Jing crushed the cigarette case, then threw it into the trash can in the corner.

Unpacked the new one, pulled out one and put it on.

He didn't order.

It's just that there is no warmth in the eyes.

The next day's itinerary was still not delayed at all. It was said that it would start at 1 o'clock, and Cen Jing showed up at the meeting place within a minute.

There are six cars in total.

Cen Jing himself had one, He Cidong had one, and the rest were all brought by Cen Chuncheng.

I don't know which young master thought that he would go out and make such a big show.

Now that the Cen family is in decline, they almost look up to He Cidong's breath and take every step carefully, so except for Cen Jing, almost everyone in the scene is centered on He Cidong.

Cen Jing stepped on the brake, turned around and saw He Cidong who was answering the phone with his hands on the car window.

This person didn't know which nerve he couldn't catch, but it really came.

The reason why Cen Jing didn't completely reject this matter from Cen Yaozhong was more because of the guilt he felt towards Yuan.He took possession of this body and twisted his life in a different direction.

But this is not Yuan Bo's life after all.

Going to pay homage to Li Meilan is to take care of the family affection that may exist deep in Yuanshen's heart.

Cen Jing is not stingy with such insignificant actions, even if everyone here, except him, probably none of them are sincere.

He Cidong put away his phone and turned to look at him.

"In my car?" he asked.

His was a Jeep, the tall kind.

Cen Jing: "No, I'll drive it myself."

He Cidong looked at his watch, "Out of the urban area is the road around the mountain, the long drive will be exhausting, and there will be heavy rain in a few hours."

Cen Chuncheng, who was a few steps away, kept staring at this side.

Seeing that he didn't move, He Cidong continued, "If you don't come up, he might have to come up later, so just help me?"

As long as Cen Chuncheng's mind is not broken, He Jidong's car will not stick to his face.

But Cen Jing finally got into He Cidong's car.

Because Cen Chuncheng actually asked to ride with him.

It was probably because of what Cen Yaozhong had said to Cen Chuncheng before, he didn't look good towards Cen Jing, but he came up with a forced expression.Cen Jing didn't want to look at his twisted face, and didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

The convoy drove out of the urban area smoothly and headed towards Chu Yun Town.

Cen Jing sat in the co-pilot, silent all the way.

Four hours later, the group arrived at the rest area on the way. The people brought by Cen Chuncheng, who said they were bringing gifts to Cen Jing's mother's relatives who were out of reach, rushed into a restaurant like a gang of hooligans.

Yelling loudly for the boss to serve wine and food.

Cen Jing walked behind, wearing a light-colored turtleneck sweater and a brown-green overcoat. When he opened the transparent plastic curtain and entered the store, the boss couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

This is a mom-and-pop shop, and the environment and facilities are very average.

The receptionist was probably her husband at the moment, seeing Cen Jing coming up with a shorthand notebook, he asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

Now I have got off the expressway, and the buses on this road are basically the buses from the towns to the city.

It is rare to see someone with such a good temperament as Cen Jing.

Cen Jing glanced at the table at Cen Chuncheng who was still shouting, then looked away and said, "Just cook a bowl of noodles."

He actually has no appetite.

Just as the boss was about to answer, another voice came from the door: "Cook him something lighter, no chili."

The boss looked at He Cidong who came in, and was taken aback again.

Then he looked at Cen Jing again, and Cen Jing nodded and said that was it.

Then the boss looked at He Cidong and asked, "Then what does this gentleman order?"

"Same as him." He Ci raised his chin towards Cen Jing.

As soon as He Cidong squeezed into this small store, he could clearly feel that Cen Chuncheng's table was much quieter.

Cen Jing randomly found a table and was about to sit down when He Cidong patted his shoulder, and he said, "Go to the opposite side, there is wind at this door."

Cen Jing obeyed and turned to the opposite stool.

They were the only people in the store at this time, and Cen Jing looked out the door. Their cars took up most of the space on the cement dam, and the sky was a bit gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

Cen Jing withdrew his gaze, leaned on the chair and looked at He Cidong opposite.

They hardly spoke at all along the way.

Until the moment He Jidong looked at him, Cen Jing said, "You really have no other purpose for following this trip?"

Cen Jing asked this question quite directly.

The table of Cen Chuncheng, who was two tables away, had obviously drunk, and the sound was loud.

He Cidong poured the newly brought boiling water on the table, took the chopsticks in front of Cen Jing and scalded them in the bowl, and he moved freely and skillfully. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him, "For example?"

"For example, to determine if I am Li Meilan's biological son?" Cen Jing said.

He was probing, and he didn't hide it.

Cen Jing thought about it before, as long as he didn't admit it, so what if He Cidong doubted it?

But Yao Wenyu still had doubts in his heart when he made the phone call.

He wasn't sure if He Jidong had been checking him all the time, and the matter of the video came first, so it was hard for him not to wonder if Yao Wenyu knew something from He Jidong.

He Cidong put the hot chopsticks back in front of Cen Jing.

Then he took his own and said calmly: "There is a purpose."

Cen Jing looked into his eyes, He Cidong: "You, you are the reason. As for your question about whether you are Li Meilan's son, if you think you are, then you are. No, as long as you want, you can be."

Cen Jing didn't feel relieved.

He Cidong was too perceptive, sitting across from Cen Jing felt like he was completely penetrated.

In such a process of getting along after losing trust, the spikes on Cen Jing's body stood up again.

He Cidong was always approaching, approaching him in a slow but not urgent way.

That feeling is like the illusion of being stared at by a wild beast.

Cen Jing was proud of himself. In the early days of "Chenjian", when he and He Cidong only talked about interests.

He felt he had nothing to lose.

But now it's mixed with something else.

It was as if a certain thread in his hand was held back by He Cidong, as long as He Cidong stopped, he would immediately lose the right to leave.

"Chen Jian" became independent, but He Cidong has the ability to absolutely destroy him.

Cen Jing is a man, and he has lived in a world where same-sex marriage is not recognized for many years.

He understands men, and he also understands He Cidong as a man.

He is a natural pressurer, always has the upper hand, and will never bow down to anyone.

Even in Cen Jing's view, with Yao Wenyu's existence, it is impossible for him to have any relationship with He in his life.But He Cidong didn't seem to want to stop there.

But Cen Jing didn't like this kind of suppression.

He is also an adult man with sound personality and independent thinking.

Once He Cidong completely changed his attitude.

Cen Jing only had one feeling.

He was offended.

That kind of thinking, it's like I'm gay even though I'm fucking gay, but I'm also the one above.

Now someone wants to sleep with him, and this person is absolutely impossible to be the kind of person below.And it is very likely that, on the premise of being unsuccessful, he will be threatened with losing everything he has, including such things as freedom.

Cen Jing just wanted to scold the street.

The He Cidong that Cen Jing felt was definitely a person who could do such a thing.

Although he looks... very gentle now.

It was difficult for Cen Jing to put this adjective together with He Cidong.

But with such an aura like him, he didn't feel at all out of place when he entered this small shop.

Order reminders, give up seats, pass tissues, and clean chopsticks.

At this time, he looked very special, the golden bachelor of IKEA IKEA?

The boss brought out two bowls of noodles with a tray and put them on the table.

For the time being, Cen Jing suppressed the suspicion that his identity had been betrayed by He Jidong again.

Cen Chuncheng next to him suddenly called the boss over.

The voice of finding fault became louder and louder, the table was knocked loudly, and shouted: "What kind of shabby shop are you running?! This dish is too old to chew, and this wine, didn't I ask you to put the most Serve up the good wine, what kind of crap are you serving here, even the beggars are not allowed to eat it."

There is a series of echoes just like this.

The boss has been accompanying him carefully, obviously not daring to offend Cen Chuncheng, a group of people who look like the second generation ancestors at first glance.

As a result, the arrogance of that group became more and more arrogant.

When Cen Chuncheng took the lead in throwing a beer bottle.

Cen Jing cursed an idiot secretly, grabbed the chopstick holder on his right and smashed him in the face on the spot.

"Shut up!" Cen Jing said.

Cen Chuncheng is drunk now, he was already angry when his father asked him to come.

And because He Cidong has been afraid to say anything.

Seeing Cen Jing make a move at this moment, he dragged the stool away on the spot, and rushed over with the half beer bottle that had just been smashed on the edge of the table.

Pointing at Cen Jing, he said, "Smash me? I will bear with you all the way!"

When he was still about one meter away from Cen Jing, He Cidong who was sitting up at some point stretched out his legs at some point, and when he swept across, Cen Chuncheng staggered forward.

Seeing that a face was about to be buried in Cen Jing's bowl of noodles that was still steaming hot.

Cen Jing quickly withdrew the bowl.

With a bang, He Cidong slammed Cen Chuncheng's head on the table.

Cen Chuncheng's whole face turned purple quickly, and the few people in his group seemed to want to step forward to stop him but hesitated.

"I told you to shut up just now, can't you hear me?" He Cidong took the pair of chopsticks he hadn't used yet, and under Cen Chuncheng's horrified gaze, he turned his fingertips and followed Cen Chuncheng's hand on the edge of the table. Tie it down.

With a scream, Cen Chuncheng went limp.

Cen Jing looked at the pair of chopsticks stuck on the table, and then at Cen Chuncheng, feeling a little speechless.

Kick him on the back: "Why are you acting so cruel outside? Apologize to the boss."