Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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Cheng Mosheng's bedroom is connected to a terrace, which is a big place, where you can gather and drink in summer nights, and you can set up a small grill for simple barbecue in winter.

Wen Li couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he got up lightly, put on a coat, and didn't turn on the bedside lamp for fear of disturbing Cheng Mosheng.A temporary kennel was made next to the bed, Shih Tzu huddled into a ball, her small body huddled in the kennel, when she heard Wen Li getting up, she got up in the dark and followed him.Perhaps it knew that the other master was still asleep, and didn't make a sound, but the bell hanging around his neck swayed with his steps. Wen Li opened the curtain a little, heard the voice behind him, and looked at it by the moonlight. Cleared up the Baituanzi who followed.

He picked it up, touched its nose, and said softly, "Why are you up too?"

There are two sofa chairs on the terrace, which look very comfortable. Wen Li draws the curtains outside and closes the door gently to prevent the wind from blowing into the room.By the way, it can also have some sound insulation effect.

Xi Shi sat on Wen Li's lap, Wen Li was sunken in the sofa chair, it was still a little cold from the wind blowing outside, the pajamas he was wearing, although they were long trousers, but his feet were exposed outside, and it didn't take long for him to get cold .Xi Shi also felt cold, so she arched into Wen Li's arms. Fortunately, it was small, and Wen Li could hide it in the coat, leaving only a pair of eyes.

The night is beautiful tonight.

It is a rare night full of stars, the moon has half a round, surrounded by stars.The stars and the moon shine brightly, and it doesn't feel dark in the middle of the night.

Wen Li's arms were too warm, and Xi Shi fell asleep again after laying on her stomach for a while, with her head hanging in the crook of Wen Li's arms, breathing evenly, as if she had no worries.

At this moment, Wen Li began to envy the carefree dog. Before turning off the lights and going to sleep, Cheng Mosheng asked him, "Aren't you scared by me?"

"what?"

"Tell me about liking you."

Wen Li used the quilt to live his life tightly, only showing his head, and he answered irrelevant questions: "You'd better choose another person to like. The rest of life is still long, you and I have only known each other for three or two months, and you like me, don't you like me?" Worth it."

He turned off the bedside lamp and looked at the ceiling, thinking that the lights at night were so dazzling that his eyes were dazzled.

If he didn't feel anything about Cheng Mosheng, he could puff his chest out and say no bluntly.

But he couldn't lie to himself, even though he had known him for three or two months, Cheng Mosheng had already taken a place in his heart.If no one mentions it, he can pretend to be confused, get together and part, and never see each other again.Think of this memory as a dessert that I was hungry for when I was a child. I got a piece and hid it happily. When I was hungry, I took it out and took a bite.

that's enough.

But Cheng Mosheng pierced through this barrier and made the guess in his heart come true. He was three parts happy and seven parts terrified.

In his relationship, he can't be the leader, has no sense of security, and makes a wrong step. He is afraid that he will repeat the same mistakes.

So, when Cheng Mosheng turned off the lights, the room was plunged into darkness, the curtains were illuminated by the moonlight, and the bell around Xi Shi's neck made a slight sound, he said almost coldly: "I can't like you."

Cheng Mosheng seemed to be stunned for a while, because Wen Li felt that his movement of covering the quilt stopped, but he didn't say anything, he seemed to be smiling, and after a long time, he said softly: "Good night."

Wen Yue closed his coat.

It's still too thin to wear out.

The brain starts to indicate that it wants to sleep, but the cold wind blows away the drowsiness.From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the curtains in the house moving. I thought it was the wind, but the doors and windows were clearly closed——

The next moment, a soft warm light was lit up in the room. Cheng Mosheng stepped on his slippers and opened the door, appearing on the terrace.

"I didn't see you when I woke up, I thought you ran home in the middle of the night." He sat on another sofa chair, "Come out in the middle of the night, can't sleep?"

"A bit."

"The temperature outside is low." Cheng Mosheng looked at the coat he was wearing, "It's early morning again, and it's the coldest time, so I don't know how to wear more clothes when I go out."

"I just plan to blow some air and go back."

The moonlight poured down, Wen Yue's face was slightly haggard, he had not slept much these days, and the sleep time was directly reduced to three or four hours when the company was busy.I thought I could catch up on sleep since I was on vacation, but I was disturbed by Cheng Mosheng, so I couldn't fall asleep.

"Tomorrow is the birthday party. You don't look good. Mom will be worried." Cheng Mosheng said, "Are you sleepy now? Go back to sleep?" He considered, "Don't worry about what happened tonight. It’s wishful thinking on my part to forget about it when it’s bothering me. But let me say, can you give me the chance to pursue you before the contract ends?”

Wen Li raised his eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but Cheng Mosheng stopped him: "You are very good and worth it. If your next sentence is just to refuse my chance to pursue you, then don't open your mouth." He smiled, "Even if you really want to refuse, you can wait until nine months later, okay?"

Wen Li didn't know what to say: "You are done talking, what should I say?"

"accepted?"

Wen Li opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Okay, then go back to sleep, it's three o'clock, and you can sleep for another four hours."

Wen Li wanted to cover up, and quibbled in a low voice: "It's not because of this that I can't sleep."

"Well, I know." Cheng Mosheng agreed with him, seeing Xi Shi lying soundly asleep in Wen Li's arms, he said dissatisfiedly, "Why is this dog still lying in your arms?"

"Is it Shih Tzu? It woke up when I got up, and I brought it here by the way."

Cheng Mosheng stroked his chin and said inexplicably, "Do you like dog meat soup?"

Wen Li:? ? ? !

Wen Li: "You used to love Xi Shi very much!!!"

Cheng Mosheng: .

Cheng Mosheng: "You also said that was in the past."

Wen Li hugged the dog in his arms tightly, Bao'er, you are so pitiful, you are only less than one year old, and your other father is already thinking about your flesh.

When lying on the bed again, the coolness on the two of them drove away the warmth that they had managed to warm under the blanket, and Wen Li put Xi Shi back to its nest, and let go of his thoughts.

Forget it.

Let's take a step by step.

Nine months.

Maybe Cheng Mosheng couldn't last until then.

If Cheng Mosheng still says he likes him after nine months, then he won't mention the divorce, and he must love him well.

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Cheng Mosheng's birthday party has been held for 35 years, and it is not the same every year. This year is No.30's sixth year.

For the rich and powerful, the birthday party is no longer a birthday party in the conventional sense. It is better to say it is a carnival among circles than a gathering of relatives and friends.

At such a banquet, Cheng Mosheng had very few friends, almost negligible, and most of them were nodding acquaintances, or strangers who put on a shy face and wanted to make friends with him.

Cheng Mosheng's circle of friends is not here. Most of the friends who had a good time when they were young have gone abroad.There are other friends, some of whom he met from school or work, most of them are from ordinary families. They only know that his family is rich, but they don't know that he is from a wealthy family. Naturally, they will not receive invitations for such a banquet.

Cheng Mosheng has always disliked such activities, but Cheng's mother wanted to do it, so she let her do it.Anyway, as long as he shows his face and drinks two drinks with someone, the day's tasks are over, and the rest of the time is free for him. If you want to eat melons, you can get a glimpse of the secrets of different wealthy families on the balcony of his bedroom on the second floor. pungent.

This year's banquet is much the same as before, but also different.The main reason is that Chairman Cheng's succession is the first thing to say, and the people from the distant house are all staying in Kyoto. They all came to the birthday party when they received invitations, but they didn't get along well when they met. Isn't it a joke to take over the company without finishing college and want to take over the company?

The protagonist of the birthday party was surrounded by people, and the gifts he received were piled up.Wen Li thinks that he has never heard so many praiseworthy words in a year, boasting people beyond belief, but he didn't expect to hear them all in one day.

After Cheng Mosheng managed to squeeze out, he walked up to Wen Li and complained, "You still think I'm 15 years old."

Wen Li smiled: "Is this the trouble of the wealthy young master?"

"Small poverty."

The Cheng family came from a wealthy family, and they were low-key. Apart from their character and character, their upbringing was praised, Wen Li really couldn't think of them being associated with a wealthy family.

He thought about how when he came to Cheng's house for dinner, almost all the dishes on the table were made by Cheng's mother. During the meal, he urged him to pick up the dishes and asked if there were any dishes that were particularly appetizing. Seeing Xie Xun's mother is the same.

"What does Xiaoli like to eat? Just tell auntie that there are always things that Mo Sheng can't take care of. You're welcome. We're all married. It's time to treat this as our own home." Cheng's mother took a bowl of soup from Cheng's father and smiled. on the road.

Cheng Mosheng was eating sullenly, but then he interjected: "Mom, you said you were married, why are you still called Auntie?"

"That's right, that's right, I'm the one who called you, it's time to call you mom." Cheng's mother was so happy from ear to ear.

Wen Li picked up a piece of sixty-year-old armor and watched Cheng's father test the temperature of the soup before passing the bowl. He didn't hear their conversation at all, and his mind was full of another matter.

It turns out that there really is such a loving couple.

We have been together for more than 30 years, ups and downs, and have never changed.

Some people leave after giving presents and chatting for a few words, and some people stay for dinner. Of course, they can’t eat formal Chinese food, only some Western-style meals with various drinks.

Everything at the banquet is self-service, Wen Li stared at the strawberry mousse on the table.Those who have flattered Cheng Mosheng naturally can't forget Cheng Mosheng's newly married partner two months ago. Everyone has heard about that wedding, but not many people attended it. Except for some relatives of Cheng's family, those who received the invitation were also invited. Those who are century-old giants.It is said that the two couples deliberately kept a low profile. They didn't even want to hold a wedding, but this was the result of various coordination and discussions with the family.

Wen Li took away the plate containing strawberry mousse, and when someone came up to talk to him, he took care of everything with a smile.He really wasn't suitable for this kind of occasion. Thinking back to the time when he saw a large number of relatives in the Cheng family at the wedding, his eyes turned dark, and he wondered how long this greeting would last.

He wanted to get some more fruit, but couldn't hold it in his hand, so he called Cheng Mosheng to help, but he was entangled in chatting again.So he gave up the fruit, forked off a large piece of mousse and put it in his mouth. He was so tired that he was anxious to find water to drink. Someone behind him called him uncertainly: "Mr. Wen?"

Wen Li turned around and saw the person coming, he was a short and fat middle-aged man with an eager smile on his face.

"Mr. Wen, I look like you from the back. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why do you appear here? Are you friends with the Cheng family?"

The author has something to say: I can’t imagine the life of a rich man like ordinary people_(:з」∠)_