Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing the person coming, Chen Yuan turned slightly, "Come in."

The man in front of the door turned to look at Shen Jiarong first, "Boss Shen?"

Shen Jiarong looked at Chen Yuan, and the faint mark between his brows smoothed away in an instant. When he heard the assistant's voice, he didn't speak, and stepped into the door without opening his foot.

The assistant was about to follow, but Chen Yuan raised his hand to tell him to stop.

The assistant obviously had a bad impression of the original owner, and frowned and said, "Mr. Chen—"

Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes went dark, and then there was a 'bang'.

The door is closed.

Strictly fit.

The assistant stood outside the door in a daze, not reacting yet.

Inside the door, Shen Jiarong who heard the movement turned around.

Looking at the closed door, the layout of the room, and Chen Yuan's wide-open bathrobe, he deliberately ignored the inexplicable touch in his heart, and opened his thin lips lightly, "Chen Yuan, do you think I will really marry you? "

His voice was pleasant and magnetic, his tone was unhurried, and there was a hint of sarcasm, but it was like an illusion.

After all, the original owner has never been worth anything in his eyes.

It's just that the person standing in front of him is no longer the original owner.

Chen Yuan glanced at him, "What do you want to do?"

Shen Jiarong did not expect Chen Yuan's reaction to be so flat, "It seems that no one has notified you about the relevant news." But there is still a schedule, and he does not intend to waste too much time here, "But it's okay, you won't wait too long .”

Chen Yuan knew that he was referring to the bankruptcy of the company.

But whether the original owner's company went bankrupt or who owned it, Chen Yuan didn't care. Hearing this nonsense, his eyes slightly lowered and fell on Shen Jiarong's chest.

The characters in the small world will not have redundant memories, and Shen Jiarong is the same. There is only one way for him to confirm whether the person in front of him is the person he should pay attention to.

Shen Jiarong quickly noticed Chen Yuan's gaze, and suddenly pursed her lips and chuckled, "I will arrange for other people to tell you the ins and outs of the year, so that you can clearly lose. At that time, Chen Yuan, I don't know if you still have the present In this mood, I want to crawl on my bed."

After finishing the words, he undid the button of his suit without hesitation, and took out a pen from his pocket, "Put the person in, and you need to sign the document he brought."

Chen Yuan took a step forward when Shen Jiarong spoke. As soon as the words were spoken, he raised his fingers to brush off the tie that was in the way, and unbuttoned the two buttons on Shen Jiarong's chest with one hand.

His movements were surprisingly fast, Shen Jiarong's face was slightly angry, and he was about to retreat when Chen Yuan grabbed his waist again.

"do not move."

Warm breath sprayed on the side of the neck, Shen Jiarong froze in place.

This is the first time someone has dared to do such a close distance in so many years.

Being entangled by a strange but strange aura, Shen Jiarong came back to his senses, with dark clouds brewing in his eyes, "Chen Yuan——"

However, Chen Yuan's actions interrupted him again.

Chen Yuan's hand that brushed off his tie had already penetrated into his shirt, his slightly cool fingertips slid across the warm skin, and the ball of his thumb accurately pressed on a dark pattern that was all too familiar.

Shen Jiarong felt that the birthmark on his heart had been brushed heavily, which made his heart tremble, "You..."

Chen Yuan confirmed the authenticity, and looked up at him when he withdrew his hand, "What?"

Facing these thin eyes like a cold pool, Shen Jiarong's five fingers gathered into a fist, he restrained his thoughts that were chaotic for no reason, and his voice was sharp again, "Have you ever seen me?"

"Ok?"

"Otherwise how would you know about my birthmark?"

Chen Yuan turned around and paused, he frowned slightly, "To be precise, the person I saw was not you."

Shen Jiarong looked even colder, "Who is it?"

Such a familiar conversation easily reminded Chen Yuan of the experience he had repeated twice. He just said, "You don't know me." Then he turned around and opened the door.

The assistant was still standing in front of the door, and when he found the door open, he rushed in, fearing that he would be locked out again.

Shen Jiarong's shirt has returned to its smooth appearance, but his mood seems to be a little worse than when he came here.

The assistant looked at Chen Yuan's stern side face again, and couldn't guess what happened in such a short time just now, so he walked towards Shen Jiarong and asked cautiously: "President Shen, do you need Mr. Chen to sign?"

Shen Jiarong looked at him coldly, "Otherwise, did you come here today to travel?"

Hearing his tone, the assistant guessed that a storm was coming, and didn't dare to touch him, so he hurriedly opened the file, took the pen and walked towards Chen Yuan.

"Mr. Chen," the assistant explained, "Because all the assets under your name have been frozen, we, Mr. Shen, out of humanitarian spirit, will give you the right to live in a house for 10 years and [-] yuan in cash to help you save money. To overcome this difficulty, as long as you sign this contract, the grievances between you and Mr. Shen will be settled in the future."

After speaking, he took out 10 yuan in cash and a key from his bag, and put them on the coffee table.

Considering the extent of Chen Yuan's infatuation with Shen Jiarong in the rumors, the assistant added: "Mr. Shen has done his best, and please don't pester Mr. Shen any longer. You are people from two worlds, and there is no need to have any more intersections in the future." gone."

Chen Yuan held the pen in his hand, and looked at Shen Jiarong upon hearing this.

Shen Jiarong was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he was standing sideways, most of his face was buried in the shadows, his gaze fell in front of him, as if he didn't pay attention to the conversation not far away at all.

No one could see what he was thinking.

Even he himself didn't understand why this simple counterattack seemed to suddenly become complicated after seeing Chen Yuan today.

In the past, Chen Yuan in front of him was no different from a clown who only knew how to please the public.

But today-

"There is no need to meet again in the future," Chen Yuan's voice sounded when Shen Jiarong was thinking deeply, "Is this what you mean?"

Shen Jiarong didn't look back.

This sentence was the temporary idea of ​​the assistant, not his own generation.

But he didn't think about changing the things that had been decided before coming here, and besides, there was no need to change them.

"Sign it."

Chen Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and casually signed his name on the contract handed over by his assistant.

His handwriting was reckless and flamboyant, and the assistant couldn't help but take a second look.

"I like it so much," Shen Jiarong happened to see it, and said coldly, "Do you need to frame it and hang it on the bedside?"

assistant:"……"

This sentence made him realize that the working environment in the future would be worse than he imagined, so he raised the corner of his mouth and laughed dryly, "It's better not to..."

When Shen Jiarong approached, he glanced at Chen Yuan's signature on the contract.

The writing is done freely and in one go, without any trace of hesitation.

He pursed his thin lips, passed the assistant and walked straight to the door.

The assistant quickly followed.

When they reached the door, Shen Jiarong stopped abruptly.

The assistant almost trotted all the way just now to catch up with his pace, and almost ran into him, but fortunately, he stabilized in time, and before he could catch his breath, he turned and looked at Chen Yuan.

"If you hurry up, I can give you a ride for the sake of being on the way."

The assistant flashed the location of the itinerary in his mind, and suddenly doubted his memory.

Chen Yuan didn't understand the inside story, so he just replied: "No need." He raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, wanting to rest for a while, "I'm not in a hurry. By the way, when you go out, close the door."

'boom--! '

The door slammed loudly.

The assistant bit the bullet and hurried to get ahead of Shen Jiarong. He wanted to press the elevator ahead of time, but bumped into a woman when turning a corner.

The other party looked a little embarrassed, with black eyes from lack of sleep. She didn't wear makeup, but she looked pretty.

The assistant took one look at her and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry, are you hurt?"

The woman didn't say a word, and after standing still, she continued to walk quickly into the corridor.

She passed by Shen Jiarong in a daze, without noticing who was walking beside her.

When the assistant bent down to pick up the scattered papers on the floor, Shen Jiarong's heart moved, and she suddenly turned around——

Just then, I saw the handsome woman took out the room card from her handbag, opened the door and entered Chen Yuan's room.

"I see."

The assistant managed to pack up the folders, and before he could stand upright, he heard these chilling words, especially the tone in which Shen Jiarong said them, which made his scalp tingle, "President Shen ?”

However, when he looked over, Shen Jiarong's expression couldn't be calmer.

"Let's go."

Why pay attention to who an insignificant person is dating when there will be no intersection in the future.

And a birthmark on the chest.

Such a private position, if it is not an intimate relationship, how can it be clear.

Besides, Chen Yuan is quite——

"I don't know what's wrong."

Shen Jiarong withdrew her gaze and continued walking towards the elevator.

The assistant didn't understand, so he followed his tone: "You're right, I really don't know why—"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jiarong's cold eyes grabbed his throat terribly.

"Before you speak, think about what to say and what not to say."

The assistant couldn't express his distress, "Okay..."

Standing still in the elevator, Shen Jiarong said: "Look for someone to watch over the house, and let me know when Chen Yuan moves in."

"Ok."

The elevator door closed slowly, blocking the sound of the door opening again.

"Chen Yuan, the company is your father's lifelong painstaking effort. Are you really going to let it go bankrupt? I've heard it all. It's all caused by Shen Jiarong," Feng Yuyun said anxiously, "Come on, you Come with me to beg him, let him let you go, maybe things will turn around!"

"There won't be any turning point." Chen Yuan signaled her to look at the coffee table, "Shen Jiarong has already been here."

Feng Yuyun was stunned.

Regardless of the open door, she rushed to the coffee table and picked up the contract, looking through the lines at a glance.

After reading it over and over again, her face turned pale, "Ten years... 10 yuan..."

Compared with the inheritance left by the original owner's father, the 10 yuan is pitifully small.

But Feng Yuyun is still the stepmother of the original owner after all, and her character in the script is not bad, even a little kind, Chen Yuan gave her two choices, "If you don't want to stay, take half of the money, and we will have nothing to do with you in the future."

Feng Yuyun trembled all over.

She looked at the money on the table and said nothing.

Chen Yuan continued: "Otherwise, leave it to me to cook."

Feng Yuyun trembled again, she whispered, "I'm not a nanny..."

Chen Yuan pretended not to hear.

The house that Shen Jiarong decided on had three bedrooms and one living room, and it was empty even if it was empty.

"Whether to stay or go, you decide for yourself." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the bedroom, "No matter what the result is, keep quiet now, so as not to affect my rest."

Feng Yuyun looked at his back, "Aren't you afraid that I will take all the money away while you are sleeping?"

"Do you know."

After the words fell, the bedroom door was closed.

Feng Yuyun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, but a tear fell from his eyes.

"Everyone says I love vanity and love money like my life, even I think so... I know you used to look down on me at all, why do you trust me so much at this time..."

"..."

the next day.

There are a few photos scattered on Shen Jiarong's desk.

The assistant worked diligently and reported Chen Yuan's occupancy status to him as instructed, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Chen has already moved in." After a pause, he continued, "That's right, he doesn't seem to be living alone..."

The photo faithfully restored the scene at that time in front of Shen Jiarong.

A man and a woman, one behind the other, stepped into the gate of the community.

The woman who put on light makeup and added three points of beauty still had a warm smile on her face. She was holding a slightly larger paper bag in her arms, which made her cute and soft.

Such a picture full of life makes them look like a young couple who have lived together for a long time.

Shen Jiarong seemed indifferent.

On a hot day, the assistant shivered suddenly.