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

"Did you go up?"

"No, it seems to be on the phone... Fuck! The boss is down!!! Just got out of the elevator."

"It's gone, it seems to be asking if you have eaten."

"Ah, the boss put a suit jacket on him. If I remember correctly, this is summer. Even with the air conditioner on, it shouldn't be very cold... right?"

"They're really divorced... right?"

"Yes... right?" The company's large and small groups were shaken unprecedentedly by the appearance of Cen Jing.

And because of the arrival of He Cidong, it reached its climax.

Speculation abounds and rumors spread wildly.

The people at the front desk lowered their heads and gathered together, looking at the two equally tall and superior men in the middle of the hall, constantly sending the latest news in the group.On the one hand, he discussed excitedly with the person next to him: "Have you noticed that the boss seems a little gentle?"

"Don't talk about it." The other person answered, "Depending on the situation, they might not leave."

"No way, how could such a thing be false?"

"Then how do you feel when you look at your ex-husband?"

"...I want to burn incense for him."

"Then it's over."

Just when the discussion was getting intense, the table above the head was knocked twice.One of the girls looked up, stood up straight in fright, and said nervously, "Hi, boss!"

He Cidong didn't seem to notice the little tricks between them, and said, "Someone will deliver the meal later, and bring it directly to the secretary's room. In the afternoon, regardless of whether there is an appointment or not, all plans will be postponed."

"Good, good!"

The girl responded and glanced at Cen Jing.

Anyway, the people at the front desk didn't dare to remind the boss that the two groups of people who met this afternoon had already made an appointment half a month in advance, and they were also important partners of the company.

After all, looking at it now, it seems that nothing is more important than the people behind.

Standing there, Cen Jing could feel He Cidong's words, and the surrounding atmosphere became tense for a moment.

Cen Jing was a little lost in thought, he thought Er Chong's words in the afternoon had given him some shock.

Since his accident, Cen Jing also got a general idea of ​​what He Cidong has done from various sources during this time.

But he never heard a single word from He Cidong.

From the memories of my childhood, I can see that this is an absolutely tolerant person.

Silence seems to be his norm.

After He Cidong explained, Cen Jing tugged at the edge of his jacket, and was dragged into the elevator by He Cidong.

When the elevator door slowly closed, Cen Jing frowned slightly and looked at the hand on his wrist, but he didn't break free, and asked, "About how many days will the brand event be held next week?"

"Two days." He Cidong clicked on the top layer, and then said: "Most of that kind of activities are just building momentum, and all procedures and contract issues have been discussed before."

It means that he can not go.

Cen Jing took a step back, leaning his back against the elevator wall, relaxed his body, met He Cidong's eyes in the mirror, and said, "I will go."

The shadows of the two are very clear.

During this period of time, Cen Jing still recovered a little.

But the coat covering He Cidong still looked a bit flimsy.

Cen Jing said again: "I will go. In the future, as long as it is related to me and "Chenjian", I will go by myself. So," Cen Jing raised his hand, "From now on, you don't have to drag me any more."

The elevator is here soon.

He Jidong looked at his expression, his expression seemed a little helpless, and asked him: "How much did you drink?"

"A little bit." Cen Jing looked a little lazy.

In fact, it was Er Chong who was drinking, he was stopped, and Er Chong only had a few drinks with him when he was drunk.

His reaction to drinking was delayed.

The current capacity for alcohol is really not good, maybe the elevator goes up too fast, and it takes a ding to feel a little dizzy.

Looking at it from the outside, he turned pale in an instant.

As soon as the elevator door opened, he congratulated Dong Fei but he didn't let go, instead he bent down and hugged him directly.

Cen Jing really didn't expect it, looked up at He Cidong's chin, and said, "Put me down."

He Cidong lowered his eyes: "I know what you want to say when you come to me, but now you need to rest first."

Cen Jing specially used brand activities as a breakthrough point for negotiations.

He Jidong knew that he just wanted to show that he was fine.

I went to see Yao Wenyu, and I will participate in all business by myself in the future, and my life will continue to move forward.

It is also a sentence.

That's it for them.

Any further, and he'll fight back.

This should be the last respect He Jidong decided to keep for holding him at the end and not letting go.

Cen Jing's current step is due to his strong psychological quality and self-healing ability, including He Jidong's determination not to take a step back in this process.

He Cidong knew that sooner or later he would come to the present, and He Cidong saw how difficult this journey was.

Put people in the rest room inside the office.

Cen Jing half leaned against the head of the bed, looking at He Cidong expressionlessly.

Just when the secretary knocked on the door, He Cidong walked over and came back with a glass of milk.

As a person who has already suffered a loss, He Jidong's gesture of holding the milk seems to be ironic.

"I don't drink this." Cen Jing looked up at him, "After all, I'm not ready to wake up and change places."

"Okay, then don't drink." He Jidong didn't look angry at all, and put it on the bedside table next to him.

He is very patient now, sitting next to him and said: "Don't drink alcohol next time, it will burden your stomach."

Cen Jing: "You are too lenient."

In fact, during the time he was raised in Molin Garden, he didn't communicate much with He Cidong, and they both tacitly maintained that superficial peace.

It's not that Cen Jing didn't know that He Cidong asked about his daily diet for three meals a day, but he acted too unhurriedly, putting his body first in any case.

Cen Jing originally thought that drinking would offend him, but obviously it didn't.

This instead made Cen Jing constantly want to test his bottom line.

Because whoever touches the bottom will have the upper hand.

Since the reunion, Cen Jing has been in a passive position.

He Cidong wanted him to live, he would do anything and be careful.

But Cen Jing thought that as long as he was truly alive, his heart must be free, not in He Jidong's cage.

He Jidong should be a good breeder.

But Cen Jing couldn't be a canary.

Cen Jing suddenly said, "Come here."

He Cidong moved forward an inch.

Cen Jing's face was almost close to He Jidong's, so close that he could feel each other's breath.

"Do it?" He tugged on the tie on He Cidong's chest.

He Cidong let him drag him, and said softly: "Don't make trouble."

"I am serious."

Cen Jing thought so.

He and He Jidong have been entangled for so long, and they kept cutting and arguing, but if we really have to look into it carefully, the two of them have never had any substantive relationship since they first got married and divorced for such a long time.

All of He Cidong's actions now, Cen Jing attributed to not getting it.Missing has become a scar because of guilt and loss, but the inside has not healed for a long time.

He turned on the mode of boiling frogs in warm water, which made Cen Jing unable to get up and down, and he almost lost his patience.

If you push the relationship to the extreme at one time.

In the end, maybe people with their personalities are only worthy of being a touch of mosquito blood in each other's memories.

It might be shocking just thinking about it.

"Want?" He Cidong looked into his eyes and asked.

Cen Jing nodded without hesitation.

He has very little physical desire now, but it's not difficult to pretend this kind of thing.

He Cidong grabbed his hand and pulled back his tie, then caught Cen Jing on the back of his head and knocked him down.

Cen Jing was still breathing for no reason.

But he didn't show his face, he opened his eyes and looked at He Cidong above.

He Cidong didn't move any more after that, but he just twirled the ends of Cen Jing's eyes with his thumb, looked into Cen Jing's eyes and said, "You really put all your thoughts into these eyes now. There is no next time, drink again I really have to take measures."

Cen Jing felt like someone had penetrated his mind.

Eyelashes swept over He Cidong's fingertips, and asked him, "For example?"

"You don't want to try my baby." He Zhidong's voice was a little low, and he bowed his head and kissed his forehead after speaking.

Cen Jing was so excited by this title that he felt wronged.

He suddenly understood the subtext in He Cidong's words.

He hasn't really done it yet.

His laissez-faire has a certain range, and there is a limit that even Cen Jing cannot cross.

Take your own body for example.

This could really be a bargaining chip to threaten He Jidong, but once Cen Jing was counterattacked, he would lose his freedom completely.

This thoroughness is the result of what He Cidong said that he would not try.

Cen Jing suddenly lost his mood, and said, "If you don't do it, get up."

"If you really do it, you won't get the result you want."

As soon as He Cidong finished speaking, Cen Jing snorted.

Because of the arched position in the quilt, it showed that He Jidong's hand had already been stretched in.

"He Cidong, what the hell are you..."

Can you say something first!

Cen Jing swallowed the second half of the words in his throat, and it turned into a daydreaming gasp.

Since he wasn't working, he dressed casually.

On the contrary, it facilitated He Cidong's actions.

Cen Jing bent one leg impatiently, and tilted his neck back in a beautiful arc.Her hair was scattered on the pillow, and even the corners of her eyes, which He Jidong had just wiped, showed a conspicuous light red.

Cen Jing felt that he should take back the words that he had a low sex drive.

His feeling was easily provoked by He Cidong.

He Cidong was always paying attention to the expression on his face, as if looking at something precious.

The movements of the hands were kneading skillfully and slowly at the beginning, but became faster and faster later.

In the end, Cen Jing grabbed He Jidong's arm through the quilt, but it was all in vain.

Controlled by He Jidong's other hand and pressed over his head, looking at his face, he was sent directly to the top quickly.

All of Cen Jing's expressions were exposed in the air.

A white light flashed in my mind when I was panting violently, and even my thoughts went blank for a long time.

Finally, when he recovered, he turned his head to look at He Cidong.

His eyes were still red, so he was a bit fierce, "You..."

Before the swear words came out, He Cidong bowed his head and kissed him.

"Lunch isn't good for you, but it should get you a better night's sleep."

He Jidong's breath stopped by Cen Jing's ear, "Also, you looked very beautiful just now."

"roll!"

That afternoon, the whole "Shidu" was in a strange atmosphere, everyone spoke and walked with a sense of caution.

Jiang Chuan came in from the outside angrily, but was blocked by the secretary to prevent him from entering.

"Oh no, I said what are you doing?" Jiang Chuan was getting angry, and his anger was almost consumed by these difficult secretaries. Let me go to his office and wait a while."

The secretary showed the standard eight teeth, "Sorry, Mr. Jiang, the boss said that no matter who it is, he will not be there."

The emphasis is on whoever it is.

Jiang Chuan had never suffered this kind of treatment here.

Yu Qian has been back for such a long time, and everyone knows about it, so they keep it from him.It was only later that he realized that there was He Cidong's handwriting in it, so he ran here in a fit of anger, and was directly stopped outside the door.

Jiang Chuan almost laughed out of anger, "Come on, tell me, is Lao He a Tibetan?"

Several secretaries looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.

Since one can become a member of the secretarial team of the boss of "Shidu", being strict with one's mouth is the most basic quality.

One of them kindly reminded, "Mr. Jiang, please keep your voice down, someone in Mr. He's office is taking a break."

"...No way." Jiang Chuan's expression suddenly became tangled, and his voice became quieter, "Are you really a Tibetan?"

Jiang Chuan's heart was full of galloping horses.

He knew all about Cen Jing's return, but Lao He kept everyone under wraps, and Cen Jing saw only the people he wanted to see.

He heard that Cen Jing hadn't been out of Molin Garden much.

He probably didn't like Lao He, how could he come here.

It was also because Jiang Chuan was so shocked now because he had seen Lao He's appearance after Cen Jing's death.

"Who the hell?" he asked.

The secretary is also very difficult.

During the entanglement, the secretary's eyes suddenly lit up.

Pointing to his back, he said, "The man has come out."

Jiang Chuan turned his head immediately, and finally held back his voice silently: "...Damn."