bait [entertainment circle]

◎This marriage is too hasty◎

However, the next moment, the sports car drove out with a roar, leaving behind a row of exhaust fumes.

"Ling Jue, Si Er asked you to take a taxi back to the old house for dinner," Si Er's manager Chen Yan looked at Shang Lingjue with a look of "you should understand", "You should know the way out, go east two miles Kilometers to the road."

"Okay, I know, it's the old rules." Shang Lingjue nodded in understanding, she looked up at the sky, the sun had long since disappeared, and the lead gray clouds were very low.

The words Chen Yan was about to appease Shang Lingjue stuck in his throat, he couldn't get up or down.She quietly looked at the slender and tall girl with a little morbid beauty, and walked away slowly.

She suddenly remembered that one time when she heard S Er's friend ask about S Er and Shang Lingjue's situation, she called Shang Lingjue a little puppet.

Now she feels that the metaphor of Si Er's friends is really ingenious, because at this moment Shang Lingjue is like a beautiful lost puppet, desperately trying to find the way home.

The outdoor temperature was much lower than in the morning. Shang Lingjue still felt cold at first, but it got better after running.

The old house of the Sier family is on the mountainside. The exterior walls of red bricks and white tiles are very tasteful. The red maple leaves all over the mountain set off the house, which is both ancient and modern.

The buildings inside are all modern and geometric.The garden in winter still has a sense of lushness because of careful care.

Shang Lingjue's nose was red from the cold, and when the housekeeper brought her to the dining hall, almost everyone was already seated at the dining table.

Sear's uncle, aunt, sister-in-law and cousin.

However, Sear was not among them.

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt, I brought a present." Shang Lingjue smiled and presented two boxes of presents.

These people don't care about her gifts at all, but she can't afford to be rude.

As for why it was uncle and aunt, it was because Si Er's mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to Si Er, and her father was in too much pain, so he also followed his dead wife away when Si Er was five years old.

So, S Er's second uncle adopted S Er and treated her like his own daughter.So Sier and his cousin grew up together and have a good relationship.

Logically speaking, almost everything that the Si family owns now belongs to Si Er, including this old house.

"Lingjue, why are you only wearing so little clothes, you are not afraid of freezing." The aunt hurriedly directed the nanny to get a thick coat for Shang Lingjue.

"It's okay, I'm not that cold," Shang Lingjue instinctively warmed to his aunt's concern, "Auntie, are your legs better?"

"As usual, when the rheumatism hurts, I feel uncomfortable."

"Oh my mother, how can a singing idol like her feel cold, she wished she could show off more for the camera. Don't you think so, Shang Lingjue?"

Sitting on the left side of the dining table, the mature and beautiful pregnant woman looked at Shang Lingjue lukewarmly, her eyes full of disdain.

"No, it's not cold because I'm young and in good health, sister-in-law." Shang Lingjue seemed harmless to humans and animals and answered the question seriously in a ignorant manner.

"You!" The woman known as the sister-in-law dared to reply when she saw Shang Lingjue, and the fire rushed up in her heart. She shook her head and sighed deliberately, "You are in good health? Deaf people can also be idols, it is indeed in good health .”

Hearing this, Shang Lingjue hid his hands in his sleeves and clenched them tightly.It has been almost four years, and she has come out of the hysteria of losing her hearing and losing her parents. She thinks she has let go of a lot.

It’s okay to wear hearing aids for the rest of your life, as long as you can keep making music.

"Maybe God will open the window when the door is closed." Shang Lingjue showed a row of white teeth and smiled very gentlely. "Didn't sister-in-law hire a music teacher for the child in her belly?"

"Hmph, my child will not be a singer like you."

"Shut up, can you say this casually?" The aunt frowned, not understanding why her daughter-in-law had always been at odds with Shang Lingjue, and she always stabbed others when there was nothing to do.

This time, he picked people's scars in public, and everyone knew that Ling Jue's deafness was due to an accident.It's just that the daughter-in-law is pregnant, so she can't say too much.

"Mom, I don't care about Ling Jue. You see, she is deaf and desperately trying to get into the entertainment industry. How hard it is."

"What are you talking about?"

A female voice as clear and pleasant as cold jade came, and Si Er was wearing a black shirt and slowly went downstairs, with an emerald ring on his fair and slender hand, shining elegantly and intoxicatingly.

It was their wedding rings, and Shang Lingjue subconsciously stroked the same ring on his left hand.

The ring...was chosen by Sier. She thought it was always made of diamonds and platinum, which was too ordinary, so she just pointed at it and said that it should be more retro.

Therefore, the fine jadeite with a blackish green color was cut into parts of suitable size, and then divided into two parts from the jade eye to make two rings.

At that time, the jade worker who was in charge of the handicraft said it was a pity, but Si Er didn't care how precious the jade was or how reckless her actions were, as long as she was happy.

Feeling that the little jade seemed to be emitting warmth, Shang Lingjue's mood improved a little miraculously.With S Er around, she would feel at ease, the grievance in her heart just now seemed to be dispelled by the figure with the cold fragrance.

Seeing S Er go downstairs, the woman quickly put away the expression she had just had, and said with a smile on her face:

"We are all concerned about Ling Jue's body. She is just too stubborn a child. She can't say anything. If you say something about her casually, you have to talk back."

"Oh, really?" Si Er looked into Shang Lingjue's eyes for a while, and said with a half-smile, "She's a bit stubborn."

Hearing that his sister-in-law deliberately slandered him, Shang Lingjue was angry and anxious, and was interrupted when he wanted to say something.

The woman smiled again and said, "Come on, everyone is waiting for you, I just opened a new bottle of wine."

"Don't drink, uncle. The doctor told me during the last physical examination." Si Er smiled gently. When passing by Shang Lingjue, his voice was slightly lowered and even colder. "Stop losing your temper and sit down to eat."

The grievance in his heart was even worse, Shang Lingjue hesitated for a moment, remembering that when they got married, there were not many people in the family who supported them, and it was Si Er who resisted the crowd and married him.

"Come here, Xiao Er and Ling Jue have some wine." The sister-in-law poured a glass of wine for Shang Lingjue with a bright smile, "This wine is from Chateau Margaux. Your elder brother specially brought several cases back from France."

Shang Lingjue had never liked this kind of sour drink, so she took a sip enduring the discomfort, then put the glass away with a frown.

Sure enough, it caught the attention of my sister-in-law, "Is Ling Jue still not used to drinking red wine? That's not okay. You and Si Er are married, and you want to step into the circle of high society. You can't drink wine."

The attention of the whole table was focused on Shang Lingjue again, only S Er was slowly cutting the lamb chops on the plate, as elegant and indifferent as a diner, waiting for the chef to serve a dish.

That glass of red liquid tasted like poison in Shang Lingjue's heart at this moment, she gritted her teeth, took the glass again, and drank most of it down with a straight neck.

Cousin S Er, who had been silent all this time, also said, "If you don't want to drink, you don't have to force it. It's like we've been poisoned."

Si Er finally turned his face, glanced at Shang Lingjue, and said casually: "Don't talk, eat quietly."

The meal passed dully, and Shang Lingjue finished the last mouthful of tuna belly in silence, his mouth filled with the aroma of matsutake.

After dinner, my uncle and aunt went back to the room to pack their luggage and said they were going to fly to a warm country for vacation. Everyone else went back to their rooms. Only Shang Lingjue sat in the living room blankly, looking at the dark sky.

There are very few stars in winter, and there are only a few of them to count.Shang Lingjue tapped on the table and played simple music. After adjusting his mood, he was finally ready to go upstairs.

She and Syl's room was on the third floor with the best lighting direction, and the second floor was covered with marble from the floor to the pillars, luxurious and elegant.

The door of uncle and aunt's room was ajar, and the sound of two people's conversation came from it.

"Xiao Er married too rashly, we shouldn't have forced her back then."

It was my aunt's voice, and Shang Lingjue's footsteps stopped when he was about to leave.

"Forcing or not, Ling Jue was chosen by Xiao Er himself, what could be wrong?"

"Oh, I'm afraid that Xiao Er won't forget that person, since he's been a child since he was a child..."

Looking at the emerald green ring on his hand, Shang Lingjue's heart was barren and confused.She didn't want to continue listening, so she left the second floor and walked step by step to her and Sier's room.

Standing in front of the door and hesitating for a long time, she still failed to push the door open. Unexpectedly, the door suddenly opened the next moment, and the woman's voice was faint.

"Finally willing to come up?"