After the divorce, the salted fish beauty has a cub

Maybe she really shouldn't have married Gu Jian in the first place.

When Cheng Xijue chose Gu Jian, he was sure that it would be easy to get rid of a person who could sell himself for money. Of course, a person who could use marriage as a bargaining chip in business was not a good person.

Love and marriage are the sweetness of ordinary people, and he excluded them from the options of life very early. A relationship takes a long time to cultivate. He devotes himself to his career and has no time to waste on spices. The sanctity of marriage is naturally gone. , It is natural to use it as a bargaining chip for a stable transaction.

After sleeping with Gu Jian that night, he couldn't get enough of it. Living under the same roof, he had a beautiful and sexy body close at hand. He didn't have the slightest idea that he was not a normal man.

It's completely useless for Gu Jian to show affection and step by step. This matter can't be forced. The advantages he possesses are completely useless. He loses his original attractiveness. He donates millions to the shelter without blinking his eyes. It's not right, and Gu Jian doesn't like fame and fortune even more.

During this process, on the contrary, he kept sinking, unable to extricate himself in the false marriage. On the night of the divorce, he tried to use reason to solve the confusion and find out the reason why he came to the point where the two fell apart.

But weird things happened. Most of the memories about Gu Jian in my mind are mostly his penetrating and bright eyes, the dimples on the corners of his mouth, and the lazy and elongated voice when he speaks, not just naked/naked flesh/lust.

He has never done a loss-making transaction. Every time he invests, he spends a lot of time investigating the investment target. Once there is a state of possible loss, he will withdraw immediately without any hesitation, and control all risks under control.

But this set of laws completely failed in Gu Jian's body. At the moment when the failure alarm bells rang frantically, he indulged in the illusory happiness of completely owning Gu Jian, ignored all warning signals, and sank deeper and deeper step by step.

It wasn't until the seal of divorce came down, and the dull sound of the steel seal was like a sharp arrow being shot at the chest, that I realized that I had lost everything.

I found out that I fell in love with Gu Jian, but it was after the divorce.

It's like an extremely absurd ridicule, a person who thinks he controls everything can't even control his own heart.

The reason for going to Qiantang to look for Gu Jian under the guise is particularly ridiculous. Even a fool can see what his intentions are, but he still does it.

The arrival of the baby turned the story that had ended abruptly, and the father reconnected with the value of the son. Of course, he knew that Gu Jian didn't like him very much, but because of the need to take care of him during pregnancy, there was no more suitable candidate than him.

This relationship is like a complex high-level math problem. He shouldn't use a business marriage to start it. The idea of ​​​​solving the problem at the beginning was wrong, and no matter how many formulas he used, he couldn't get a real answer.

Re-correction is a process that takes a lot of time, and he has plenty of patience and time.

Muro transferred a large performance fee to Gu Jian. In order to prevent Gu Jian from donating to Yu Xiao's shelter again, Cheng Xijue took time to attend a charity dinner. The relationship between the two of them is too special. If he directly sends money to Gu Jian, the money will The atmosphere of trading is too strong, it looks like the patronage of the gold master.

Celebrities gathered in the bejeweled hall, and a huge tower of champagne stood tall, wrapped in the latest season fashion stars and rich people toasted and talked about charitable donation projects.

Those who can get into Cheng Xijue's position in the financial world will not be confused for many years. Fat or hair loss is always the same. Sitting in such a crowd, he seems to be an outlier.

Younger than ten years old, without those pretentious elegant glasses, slightly high browbones showing deep eye sockets, sharp and handsome features, aggressive looks, wearing the same white shirt as everyone else, without a tie , the tight texture looming under the thin fabric, the strong sense of power, and the masculine sexiness are sufficient, which makes all the financial giants present feel ashamed.

It’s all about being good-looking, with such a good figure, the eyes of men and women passing by always drift in this direction, Frey Investment is well-known, and Cheng Xijue’s name is known to everyone present, I am completely different from the gentle and elegant nobleman in the news, the contrast is exceptional attractive.

"Hey... Once Mr. Cheng sat here, the pretty girls stopped looking at us."

The rich man at the same table sighed with a smile.

Cheng Xijue half folded his arms, and lightly sneered and joked: "Li always looks at girls, or is he here for charity?"

"Mr. Cheng, don't laugh at me. I just donated 500 million to public welfare on stage. I'm a good person." Mr. Li pulled the love brooch on his chest to let everyone see the donation mark.

After being reminded, the financial giants at the table realized that everyone had donated money on stage, but Cheng Xijue didn't have a brooch on his chest.

Someone jokingly said, "Mr. Cheng plans to make a grand finale donation tonight? A big surprise for the foundation?"

Cheng Xijue looked calm, "I just donated to a charity organization today."

"Oh? Which one is it?" Mr. Li asked curiously.

Cheng Xijue frowned, "Donated for personal reasons, so it's inconvenient to disclose."

Charity is more than just charity. For the bosses present here, it is a business that is sure to make money. Donating a sum of money can get tax relief and increase the reputation of the company. Why not do it?

Frey's news is the most well-informed. In the past few years after returning to China, he has received a lot of policy support through charitable donations, and has also earned the public's goodwill towards the company. There is no personal reason for the donation. Cheng Xijue is clearly unwilling to share business opportunities with everyone.

"Mr. Cheng really doesn't regard us as friends, why is his family still hiding it?"

"We are all good people who love public welfare. Mr. Cheng can donate, why can't we donate?"

"That's right, we don't have Mr. Cheng's money, but donating a few million is more than enough. Let Mr. Cheng just say it, which organization?"

……

All of a sudden, the wealthy people at the table spoke generously. Cheng Xijue pinched the bridge of his handsome nose and said with a helpless smile: "That institution belongs to a gray area. It is not a popular institution and cannot get tax benefits. Don't you Let's join in the fun."

Having said that, everyone became more interested. The gray area is not popular, and there is no benefit. Cheng Xijue is not a person who will make a loss-making business, and there must be some unknown sweetness in it.

Mr. Li couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Mr. Cheng will tell us, and we can decide whether we can donate or not."

"Yes!"

People express their own opinions.

After hearing what they said one by one, Cheng Xijue's expression became cold and alienated, "Financial investment is about risk control. You'd better not take the risk of flooding, and save the money to donate to decent institutions."

The tone was too strict, and he refused to disclose any information, which was in line with Cheng Xijue's always unkind personality.

When he was at a loss, assistant Chu Chugao in a suit hurried into the hall, leaned over to Cheng Xijue's ear, and said in a moderate voice, "Yu Xiao is calling, please come and meet tomorrow."

Cheng Xijue nodded calmly, picked up the red wine glass on the table with one hand, and gracefully got up to leave the table.

As soon as the front foot left, the person sitting next to him immediately said: "I seem to have heard Yu Xiao just now, why doesn't it look like the name of an organization?"

Someone has already taken out their mobile phone to search, according to the encyclopedia: "Yu Xiao Love Shelter, a shelter for homeless minors..."

It was really the gray area that Cheng Xijue said was not popular. There was no benefit to be gained. The table was quiet for a few minutes.

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Li slapped the table heavily and said, "I'll make a deal with him, it's only a few million. I don't believe that Cheng Xijue can do business at a loss."

There was the first one to stand up, and everyone responded immediately, several million is just a superficial thing to them, if they really miss out on a big benefit because of this little money, then the gain outweighs the loss.

In just ten minutes, Cheng Xijue raised a jaw-dropping amount of money for Yu Xiao's shelter.

He left the table without hesitation after casting the bait, leaned back on the railing of the balcony, sipped red wine, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, WeChat was quiet.

Gu Jian didn't send him a single message.

Cheng Xijue held the phone with one hand, and quickly typed a line——

"How was Gravity today, ma'am?"

After sending it, he waited for a few seconds, but there was no reply. He glanced at the time in the upper corner. At this point, he didn't know whether Gu Jian was asleep or not, and whether calling would wake him up.

Just when he was considering whether to make a phone call, someone pushed open the glass door of the terrace and walked in.

A man in his forties came out from under the dim golden wall lamp. He was very neatly dressed, his hair was combed meticulously, his appearance was gentle and dignified, his manner was dignified, his eyes had a gentle smile, and he looked frank and sincere, giving people The impression is very friendly.

The obvious appearance of a scholar, like a senior professor or a writer in a college.

Cheng Xijue narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen this face in the documents of the Garden of Eden. In the files, Song Liang's appearance was younger than now, and his temperament was exactly the same.

He looked Song Liang up and down with slightly chilly eyes, but Song Liang's expression was sincere and kind, and he stretched out his hand to him neither humble nor overbearing, "Mr. Cheng, hello, it's an honor to meet you, my sire Song Liang."

Holding a red wine glass, Cheng Xijue glanced at his hand, but did not intend to shake hands with him. He had studied the information on the Garden of Eden, and Song Liang's genius education did have results, but it was no different from a cult.

Song Liang maintained a modest and scholarly demeanor, withdrew his hand, and still looked at him with a smile, "Mr. Cheng must have known me from Mu Luo and Gu Jian, I guess my image in your heart is an out-and-out lunatic .”

Cheng Xijue leaned back against the railing after relaxing, and said frankly: "I heard Muro mention you, your name is not worthy to be spoken from Gu Jian's mouth."

"Muruo and Gu Jian are both good students of mine." Song Liang was very happy to mention his students, but then sighed a little troubled, "It's a pity that they didn't finish their studies in the Garden of Eden. This is my regret."

Cheng Xijue groaned, and exposed him bluntly, "Muro was almost played to death by you, you are really good to your students."

Song Liang's eyes sparkled, and he suddenly said excitedly: "He was one step away from becoming the greatest pianist in the world. Unfortunately, his weakness destroyed his career. I am very disappointed in Muro."

Cheng Xijue didn't have time to listen to him spread that set of neurotic theories. He knew people like Song Liang, had a firm will, and had a set of supernatural concepts in their minds. "I'm not interested in the things between you and Muro, you'd better not get close to him."

"I have given up on Murro as a student."

Song Liang's face was rosy, and he asked eagerly, "Gu Jian is your partner, right? I haven't seen him for ten years. I didn't expect him to be able to sing in the live broadcast."

Cheng Xijue was vaguely aware of the strange tone, which made him very uncomfortable, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you familiar with Gu Jian?"

Regarding Gu Jian's experience in the Garden of Eden, he heard Muro talk about it, endlessly insulting and suppressing, trying to completely destroy Bane's spiritual world, but in the end Song Liang failed.

Song Liang opened his eyes in surprise, and suddenly smiled: "Has he never talked about me with you? It seems that your relationship is not good."

Cheng Xijue's expression turned cold, and he looked at Song Liang with a dark look.

Song Liang met his sharp gaze, and sighed gracefully, "Gu Jian is my best student, but he refuses to share with his partner what he has learned from me, so I have to tell you, I teach His first thing."

Cheng Xijue tasted the source of the morbid excitement in Song Liang's tone. When talking about Gu Jian, he was not like his student, but like a guinea pig in an experiment. He slowly squeezed the red wine glass in his hand, silently Looking at Song Liang.

Song Liang stroked the back of his hand, recalling the past with a nostalgic smile, "Muro told you that he tried to commit suicide in the Garden of Eden, right? The poor child's spirit collapsed. After his parents picked him up, my students treated me The way of education was suspicious, but they didn't dare to defy me, Gu Jian, he didn't believe in my method from the beginning."

"At a party, he stood up and openly questioned me, which aroused everyone's dissatisfaction. They all stood up and doubted whether I could really make them geniuses. I am a scholar. Since all the students doubted me, of course I stopped. Education, let them go."

As smart as Cheng Xijue, he had already guessed what happened next, his finger bones were raised and turned white with force, and he closed his eyes to suppress the surging disgust.

Song Liang's smile deepened, and he talked eloquently: "A few days later, Gu Jian's mother sent him back. Like all the parents of the students, they believed that I could make their children succeed. After the parents communicated and persuaded, Once again, I won the trust of the students and became the guiding light in their hearts. As for the first person who questioned me—"

"The students felt that Gu Jian was too stubborn. I worked hard to guide them without receiving any reward. In order to please me, it was inevitable to isolate Gu Jian. No one dared to talk to him. He was like a plague god. Say anything against me and no one will believe it, even if it is true."

Song Liang's smile disappeared, and he said word by word: "This is the first lesson I taught Gu Jian. If you want to stand out, you have to pay a price."

After speaking, he took a step back and stared closely at Cheng Xijue.

Not getting the expected violence, Cheng Xijue opened his eyes, lowered his head and suddenly smiled, as if he heard something very funny.

Song Liang was inexplicably warm: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being stupid."

Cheng Xijue casually put the red wine glass on the balcony railing, glanced at the brilliant neon lights in the sky, "You want to manipulate me to beat you up here, and make it the headline of tomorrow's news."

After a pause, his cold eyes softened, and his voice was low and gentle, "I can see through your tricks, so can he, but he still did it anyway, you are not smarter than him, you are just dirty enough. "

Song Liang was in a daze, and the faintly smug expression disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Xijue sighed deeply, turned around and walked into the bright hall, "Don't let me see you again, I don't know what I will do."