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

Jiang Chuan and the others in the villa were still immersed in the seemingly ambiguous interaction between He Cidong and Cen Jing just now, and even Yao Wenyu didn't know what to think and went away for a long time without responding.

Relatively speaking, Wei Linzhou was calmer and calmer, and just sent his questioning eyes to He Cidong.

He Cidong saw it, and asked Wei Linzhou, "How do you feel?"

As expected of brothers for many years, Wei Linzhou understood almost instantly, pondered for a second and said, "It's abnormal."

"En." He Cidong responded.

The two played charades until Mrs. Chen came out of the kitchen with breakfast.

Mrs. Chen enthusiastically greeted everyone to come to the table for dinner. Among them, Jiang Chuan had the most slick mouth, and immediately jumped up and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law Chen, I will help you, you don't even know, I won't eat your food this day Food, just think about it."

"You just say it well." Mrs. Chen patted him on the back and said with a smile, "Then why haven't I seen you come over for so long?"

"That's not because of Cen Jingna..."

Jiang Chuan could barely keep his mouth shut, but he remembered that Mrs. Chen didn't like swearing, so if he scolded Cen Jing face to face, he probably wouldn't have to use it in the future.

But what he said reminded Mrs. Chen, she looked around in the living room, then turned to He Cidong and asked, "Where is Xiaojing? Last night he said he wanted to eat the breakfast I made, why is there no one in the early morning?"

He Cidong: "Let's go out."

"Going out?" Mrs. Chen frowned and muttered, "You don't know how to tell him to wait, why are you in such a hurry that you don't even have time to eat?"

"Sister-in-law Chen." Yao Wenyu looked at He Cidong and came out to make a rescue: "You don't know Cidong yet, he is the last person who can't speak. Cen Jing probably has something important, so don't worry about it."

Mrs. Chen didn't want to save Yao Wenyu's face, so she didn't say anything more.

She has worked in this family for many years, how can she not see Yao Wenyu's liking.

In her opinion, Yao Wenyu is also very good, a young man who is usually kind and friendly, has been in frequent contact with him in the past few years, and can talk to such a cold and indifferent person as He Cidong.But the two of them didn't know what was going on, so they didn't take the next step. At the last moment, He Cidong married Xiaojing directly.

Let's just end it, the relationship is not good.

Yao Wenyu didn't get angry either, she was still the same as before, Mrs. Chen was confused, and felt that He Cidong had done something wrong today, that the people who should care didn't care, let alone bring Yao Wenyu to Cen Jing.

Doesn't this stab a knife in the heart of the heart?

Mrs. Chen sighed, but couldn't say anything.

Yao Wenyu finally followed Mrs. Chen to the kitchen.

And Wei Linzhou heard Mrs. Chen's concern about Cen Jing, and accompanied He Cidong to the dining table, opened the chair and sat down and said in a low voice, "Cen Jing is pretending? He bought Mrs. Chen and Uncle Zhong so quickly." Heart?"

He could remember that Cen Jing was not very likable.

It can be said that few people who have come into contact with him can like him, and it does not mean that he is a bad person, but the inferiority and darkness of growing up in a slum are deeply rooted in his bones and cannot be erased.

Wei Linzhou reminded: "You have to be careful, don't forget that he joined forces with the Cen family to deal with you before. Just think about what kind of life he spent in the Cen family in those years. Even so, in order to achieve his goal He can still cooperate with people. Don’t be afraid of ruthless people, but be afraid of villains, be careful of him stabbing you in the back.”

Jiang Chuan, who was sitting on the other side, didn't raise his head: "He won't."

Seeing that Wei Linzhou and He Cidong all looked over, he put down his spoon and said strangely: "What are you looking at me for, am I wrong? For a person like Cen Jing, Lao He would be very grateful if he threw him a dog bone." If you want me to say, you still blame yourself, you didn't use him as a stand-in to put yourself by your side, can you have today's things?"

He Cidong raised his eyebrows: "Who said I used him as a substitute? For whom?"

"Hey, you still deny it?" Jiang Chuan moved the chair over and said it carefully.

He Cidong hid for a while, disgusted: "Get out of here."

Jiang Chuan was used to it, and didn't care, and continued: "You agreed to Wen Yu's joining the company when he was abroad two years ago, right? Aren't you angry that Wen Yu left you at a critical moment? Deliberate revenge? Also, Cen Jing offended so many people in your company and ended up being unable to stay any longer. Do you dare to say that you didn’t order it? The point is that you actually dated him! I really can’t understand this matter so far. Are you looking for Can’t find anyone? Tell your buddies, there are so many in my clubhouse, you can choose whatever you want.”

He Cidong didn't know when he leaned back on the chair, put his wrist on his chest, and pressed his knuckles with one hand, with a natural and calm expression.

But Jiang Chuan was very familiar with what his appearance meant, and immediately moved the stool back two steps and said, "Hey, civilized society doesn't pay attention to hands-on tactics."

He Cidong didn't plan to do anything at all.

In fact, he hasn't done anything for many years. Many years have passed for the endless days of fighting with people with a stick, day after day.

When he met Jiang Chuan and the others, he did fight to the death.

So even after so long, they still thought that he seemed to be the He Jidong who lived by his fists.

Power is addictive, and there are thousands of ways to deal with people.

Just like that video of Cen Jing, like this marriage.

He understood from a long time ago that there are many methods, and force is the least effective.

In the past, He Cidong would never have listened to Jiang Chuan's words, let alone explained them, but at this moment, those eyes suddenly flashed in front of him.The eyelids are thin, the eyelashes are long, and the small moles at the end of the eyes are reflected. When staring at people, the temperature is scorching.

He Cidong: "His entry into the company was approved by the HR department, and I didn't hear anything about it. I'm not that boring. He was fired because he violated the company's rules and regulations. As for the last item you said." He looked at Jiang Chuan asked back, "Do you believe it?"

"Originally... I believed it. After all, it was passed on in an orderly manner, and you never said it."

Jiang Chuan swallowed, and continued: "But now, don't believe me."

They still had some confidence in He Jidong. If he said it was impossible, it was really impossible.

Speaking of this, Jiang Chuan became even more angry, and said: "That idiot Cen Jing directed and acted himself is quite exciting, and just now, look at his attitude. You are too, Lao He, now that you two are married, what will happen in the end?" Will we really get together?"

Wei Linzhou spat out a mouthful of porridge and looked at Jiang Chuan: "Listen yourself, are you speaking human language?"

Jiang Chuan choked, touched his nose and felt that his brain was broken, so he came up with such absurd thoughts because of the scene where the two got too close.

That's it for this topic.

Wei Linzhou asked He Cidong: "Then what are you going to do next? When it comes to the Cen family's issue, Cen Jing may not be on your side."

"I don't need him." He Cidong said.

He turned the watch strap on his wrist, and the eyes flashed past his eyes again, and his tone was a little cold, "The bargaining chip was not on him from the beginning, and he has no value."

There is indeed something strange about the current Cen Jing, no one's personality can undergo earth-shaking changes overnight.

But he checked, and he didn't even go out of this house that week.

But this didn't affect him much, as there was no such person in the plan.

Aside from the occasional incident of bumping into someone smoking a cigarette at the door last night, life was no different.

On the other side, Cen Jing arrived at the intersection of Huilan Street at around [-]:[-] in the morning.

The weather was fine, the sun cast a yin and yang line in front of a coffee shop at the intersection, and the sidewalk was full of pedestrians in twos and threes in a hurry.

When Cen Jing stepped into the bar called "Hongyao" at the far end of this road, he happened to encounter a lazy song playing inside, which fit the image of this clean bar with no five customers in total. .

At this point in time, no one is normal.

Cen Jing walked to the front desk and knocked on the counter, a young man who was mixing drinks looked over.

"What do you need?" the young man asked.

Cen Jing leaned sideways, leaned his upper body an inch forward, tapped the table with his index finger and asked, "Do you know me?"

The young man took a serious look at his face, shook his head, "I don't know him."

"My surname is Cen, Cen Jing." Cen Jing reported his family name, put the baseball bat on the table, and smiled consciously and friendlyly, "Dude, call your boss."

His posture of looking for trouble was too obvious, the young man looked at him cautiously and said, "What do you want to do? This is not a place for you to make trouble, and our boss is not someone you can mess with."

"Ah." Cen Jing humbly asked for advice: "How can you not mess with it?"

Cen Jing naturally saw the young man winking at the security guard over there, but he didn't care too much.

The young man's intention to stall for time was obvious, and he said, "To be honest with you, our boss is a rich second-generation, well-known figure, and this is just a very inconspicuous small business under his control. I advise you to be more acquainted. Leave by yourself."

Cen Jing chuckled, and he pulled a high chair next to him and sat down, tapping his index finger on the table boredly.

"Did I not explain it just now?" Cen Jing asked.

Youth: "What?"

Cen Jing: "What's your boss's last name?"

Youth: "Cen."

Cen Jing: "I just told you what my last name is?"

Youth: "... Cen."

Cen Jing: "Am I qualified now?"

Cen Jing looked at the time on his phone, and said with a good-tempered and sincere look: "Don't be so nervous, I won't cause trouble. I just changed my phone and lost your boss's number, that's all."

youth:"……"

You can believe it yourself.

Half an hour later, a motley group of people squeezed in outside the door. The man at the head looked like 27, a little fat, and his brows were a bit fierce.

He pulled away a few security guards and shouted loudly: "They are all dead? Which **** called just now, and he, Cen Jing, dared to come to me to find trouble? If this is true, I will write his mother's name upside down!"

When he was talking, he had already walked to the front and met Cen Jing who was sitting.

Cen Jing waved and smiled happily: "Brother."

In fact, he was not quite sure whether the boss of the Cen family, Cen Chuncheng, or the second child, Cen Daiwen, was in charge of this clean bar, but now looking at this man who is gray and overindulgent at first sight, Cen Jing knows that this is the Cen family. The boss of the Cen family who is very ostentatious to the outside world but is actually a fool.

Not having to do Tai Chi like the smiling fox in the book, Cen Daiwen, made Cen Jing feel much better.

Cen Chuncheng had seen before that he was hanging out with cronies.

So so many people came all at once.

The original body was taken back to Cen's house at the age of 16, and was treated like a stray dog ​​by the elder brother.Even the people around him did not abuse him.

Cen Chuncheng gritted his teeth: "What are you doing here?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Cen Jing said, "Just two days ago, I suddenly remembered that when I signed the equity transfer agreement before marriage, I had an extra piece of real estate under my name, which happened to be your place. I passed by today, and I came here to thank my brother for the The business here is very impressive, but for me, I really don’t know anything about business.”

Cen Chuncheng's eyeballs were about to pop out.

Back then, for the sake of looking good, it happened that he and He Cidong were about to get married, so his father just allocated such a place for him casually.

He expected that he would not dare to ask for it, but he did not expect that he would dare.

"The bar can't be given to you!" Cen Chuncheng said in a rough voice, using the trick he used to deal with Cen Jing, and said viciously: "You are just a lowly illegitimate child. Even if I throw away my Cen Chuncheng's things, I will not for you."

The group of people behind him all laughed and whispered, not surprised.

Cen Chuncheng didn't seem to think it was enough, so he moved closer, poked Cen Jing's shoulder and said, "Do you understand? You bastard, scumbag! Birth!"

Cen Jing: "Take your hands away."

"What did you say?" Cen Chuncheng laughed loudly, "I didn't hear that."

Cen Jing regretfully said in a low voice: "I have already reminded you, and also, I really don't like the word illegitimate child."

Accompanied by his words, Cen Chuncheng howled like a pig being slaughtered.

The baseball bat in Cen Jing's hand hit Cen Chuncheng's wrist bone precisely, and he even vaguely heard the sound of the bone breaking.

At this time, the bar has already left all the customers.

Cen Chuncheng bumped into the table behind and fell to the ground. In the chaos, Cen Jing moved quickly and stepped forward to step on his hand.

In Cen Chuncheng's purple face, he pointed a baseball bat at the people behind him and said, "Hey, don't move, the things in my hand don't have eyes, and it won't be fun if you accidentally hit someone's head."

At this moment, he is very relaxed, after all, it feels good to be able to do things as he pleases.

Cen Jing squatted down on the spot, with a baseball bat next to Cen Chuncheng's head.

"How is it? Brother." Cen Jing asked.

Cen Chuncheng's face was distorted, "Cen Jing, I hate your mother!"

"Go." Cen Jing said: "More than an hour ago, there were people who wanted to bully my father. You are obviously more serious. If you dig a grave now, you might be lucky enough to see a pile of bones."

Cen Chuncheng felt that Cen Jing was a completely different person at this time, almost like a psychopath.

"What do you want?" He gritted his teeth and asked.

Cen Jing said slowly: "To be honest, I'm not interested in the bar. If 200 million will be credited to my account within three days, this bar will be considered yours."

Cen Chuncheng vomited blood.

It's fucking his.

Cen Jing moved his feet, and when Cen Chuncheng was about to get up, he said: "Also, don't think about revenge on me. Before I divorce He Cidong, you should know what the consequences will be if something happens to me."

To deal with people like Cen Chuncheng is to control violence with violence, it's very simple, just be more ruthless than him.

Obviously, He Cidong's shield is quite useful.

Cen Chuncheng immediately had an expression of "Don't be complacent, just wait for me, I'll kill you sooner or later".

Cen Jing didn't care at all, and smiled sincerely: "Brother, what happened today is all a matter of rushing and bumping into each other. They are all my brothers, and there is something wrong with me."

"How about this." Cen Jing took out his phone and asked someone to bring him a pen and paper. After finishing writing, he placed it on Cen Chuncheng's chest, patted him on the shoulder and said, "This is He Jidong's phone number, and he will pay for the medical expenses." , Brother, don’t be shy.”

Cen Chuncheng's face turned green, red and purple.

Looking for He Cidong?

This Cen Jing is playing him like a donkey.