The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretending to be a ghost #130 Seventh day·@Restart江一明v: @苹果日报Don’t connotate me. I bandaged my wound so ugly

Jiang Yiming got into the nanny car.

Originally, he was quite happy to see Rapunzel, and after getting in the car, he planned to share with others the anecdote about solving Ma Mengqi that day—even though Jiang Yiming had already mentioned that matter on the phone , but Jiang Yiming wanted to share it again face to face——

However, the result was that after Jiang Yiming got into the car, before he opened the box for a few words, his shallow eyelids drooped little by little, and finally sank as if someone had suppressed him and prevented him from raising his eyes. .

Jiang Yiming smelled the familiar and reassuring smell of men's perfume in the carriage, like cedar, with a very light and clear woody fragrance, which smelled so good that he fell asleep.

"I slept for 10 minutes... I'll tell you about that scene when I wake up, you should really see it, even I feel shocked..."

Young Master Jiang muttered vaguely, raised a green and white jade-like finger, waved it lightly in front of Zhong Sheng's eyes, then put it under his chin, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhong Sheng laughed, and stopped Jiang Yiming with one hand, so as not to turn and brake and shake him to the car door.

He responded softly: "Okay."

Hearing this, Bao Qiwen glanced towards the back seat, and saw Zhong Sheng looking down at Young Master Jiang lying beside him.

He paused, and for the first time thought of a very old-fashioned sentence, which he always dismissed when he saw it before, but at this time he found it extremely applicable—Jiang Yiming was the only one in Zhong Sheng's eyes People seem to be unable to tolerate other people and things anymore.

Bao Qiwen softly told the driver to drive slowly and steadily, and he felt that he had done a very benevolent and righteous thing, but he didn't expect Zhong Sheng to say again: "Take the North-South Bridge."

The driver was stunned, at this time?rush hour?

He reminded: "This time will be very congested."

"I know."

driver:"……"

Bao Qiwen half covered his eyes, not wanting to speak.

Too much, really too much.

However, he still has nothing to do with Mr. Zhong.

Young Master Jiang fell asleep and fell into a big traffic jam.

The entire elevated road was full of traffic, but the wheels didn't even roll, which made Bao Qiwen want to scold people, but sitting behind him was a great god, who was worth tens of thousands of yuan a minute, and he was not in a hurry. How could he complain about the traffic jam?

Teacher Bao took a deep breath, and just as he was about to open the car window to get some air, he heard Zhong Sheng's deliberately lowered voice from behind him: "There's exhaust fumes outside, don't choke on it."

Bao Qiwen: "..."

Teacher Bao withdrew his hand in silence, and sat quietly and obediently on the co-pilot seat, like a wooden man, with no expression on his face and no distracting thoughts in his mind.

When Young Master Jiang woke up, the car was about to arrive at Jiang's villa, and he said softly, "It's almost there..."

The voice sounded like a little disappointment.

"I haven't told you about that yet." Young Master Jiang pouted.

Zhong Sheng laughed, raised his hand to straighten the young master's sleepy hair, and said, "If I have time, I will come to your place at night."

"Aren't you going back today?" Jiang Yiming asked.

"Live at Zhong's house for the past two days." Zhong Sheng said.

Jiang Yiming was satisfied.

There are two small gardens between the two villas of the Zhong family and the Jiang family.

After climbing over the fence of the small garden and crossing the small garden opposite, the children of the two families visited each other without anyone noticing.

Of course, this kind of behavior is usually only done unilaterally by Zhong Sheng.

At that time, Tuanzi Mingming, who was only four years old, stood on his little bed with his hands behind his back, watching Rapunzel, who was only about ten years old, sneak over the wall at night.

He gave a serious education with a straight face: In the middle of July, you are not allowed to go out at midnight, and you are not allowed to go out after [-]:[-] a.m. at ordinary times. You really are looking for trouble when you have nothing to do. You think you are full of yang energy, right?

Young Master Jiang was wearing a four-year-old doll's shell, and his poisonous tongue was showing signs of aura, but his voice was still milky, which abruptly compromised the effect.

Mr. Zhong, who was only in his teens at that time, stared at Young Master Jiang, who was standing on the bed with fat arms and legs, and his mind was filled with: Mingming is so cute.It turns out that this is my future daughter-in-law.It's really cute.

Later, Zhong Sheng became more and more proficient at climbing over the wall, and of course he strictly followed the requirements of the four-year-old baby—you are not allowed to go out at midnight in the middle of July, and you are not allowed to go out after three o'clock in the morning on weekdays.

At that time, Zhong Sheng didn't think about wondering why a four-year-old doll didn't go to sleep after three o'clock in the middle of the night, but was still standing on the bed, as if waiting for him to appear outside the window.

When I was a child, running over the wall to find Jiang Yiming in the middle of the night was called friendship; when I grew up, running over the wall to find Jiang Yiming in the middle of the night was called fun.

Jiang Yiming returned home, had dinner, and was held firmly by Jiang's father and Jiang's mother, asking about the nearly two months he had been in the crew.

Jiang Yiming picked and picked, and reported "truthfully" half-hidden and half-covered. Seeing that the time was almost past nine o'clock, he let Jiang Yiming go upstairs to rest.

"Why do I feel like Mingming is waiting for something? He's always checking the time." The eldest brother Jiang Xunchuan frowned in wonder.

Jiang's mother smiled slightly, and Jiang's father looked at each other, tacit understanding.

Ever since he was a child, there was a human-shaped pendant outside the window of his precious son. Can this matter be hidden from the Jiang family's security system?It's just one pretending to be stupid and the other not being explicit.

When Jiang Yiming returned to his bedroom, his first reaction was to look out the window, but he didn't see anyone waiting outside the window.

"Tsk." Jiang Yiming curled his lips, feeling that he seemed to be expecting too much, and felt a little disappointed when he didn't see Rapunzel.

"Looking for me?" Zhong Sheng's voice came from behind Jiang Yiming with a smile in his voice.

Jiang Yiming watched him come out of his bathroom in surprise, and blinked.

In the past, Zhong Sheng only climbed the window and never entered his room.

Zhong Sheng spread out his palm, a layer of skin was obviously scratched on the side of the palm, he explained: "It's been a long time since I turned over, it's a little rusty, I accidentally scratched the skin, I'll borrow your bathroom to take a shower."

Jiang Yiming leaned over to look, his brows furrowed, as if the skin had been scratched, but scratched by a ghost.

"Tsk, then don't climb over the wall like other young people. If you ring the doorbell and come in generously, my parents won't say anything about you." Young Master Jiang curled his lips, pointed to his bed, and said, "Sit over there .”

After he finished speaking, he went out to get the medicine box.

Zhong Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to climb over the wall like a young man?He himself...isn't that old?He shook his head laughingly, looking at the bruised flesh on his palm, as if he was wondering if the bruise was worth it—although there was a positive reason to climb over the wall and enter the house, but he was despised by his sweetheart who was almost a round away age difference...

Hard to say hard to say.

When Young Master Jiang came back with a shiny green medicine box, he saw Zhong Sheng sitting on his bed, well-behaved, without any other movements, just sitting there waiting for him to come back.

Wait for him to come back.

I don't know why, but this thought suddenly hit the softest part of Jiang Yiming's heart, and the whole atrium was filled with sour and sweet taste, which made him both satisfied and helpless.

It's clearly just a small matter of getting scratched by climbing over a wall...

Jiang Yiming laughed at himself in his heart, if it was the time when he fell into the water before, wouldn't his feeling have to be magnified by a hundred or ten times?

When did he become so delicate and sentimental?Jiang Yiming knelt down to bandage Rapunzel's palms while wandering off to think.

"It should be enough." Zhong Sheng's voice pulled Jiang Yiming out of his unrestrained memories. He subconsciously glanced at Zhong Sheng's palm, which was tightly wrapped by himself. He didn't know that he thought it was wrapped in plaster .

He paused, feeling guilty for a moment.

"It's almost done. Don't get water in the wound when you go back, and don't eat or drink anything. It doesn't look good to leave scars." Jiang Yiming talked a lot and spoke quickly when he was guilty.

After he finished speaking, he felt that the words were familiar. After thinking about it for a while, it was used by the method doctor to tell him.

Zhong Sheng responded one by one, not at all disgusted that the bag looked like a patient with a severe fracture.

On the second day after the night chat ended, Zhong Sheng kept the results of Young Master Jiang's dressing, and went to work in a dignified manner.

Everyone in the company looked at the much-loved injured hand of their boss, and the other party walked into his office without any concealment.

The company gossip group exploded.

【Oh My God?What happened to Mr. Zhong's hand?so badly hurt? 】

[This is almost wrapped into steamed buns! 】

[Mom...has Mr. Zhong been bought as a thug?Or was it targeted by the underworld? 】

[Secretary sister, do you know? 】

【…】

Zhong Sheng's secretary was entrusted with the important task of spying on the news.

Unexpectedly, their president had no intention of hiding anything at all, and the secretary quickly shook off the burden without using [-]% of her cliché skills.

The president pointed to his injured hand and smiled faintly: "This one, it's nothing, it's just a scratch."

"Scratch?" Does the scrape need to be wrapped like this?The secretary felt that the president was doing his own ass.

"The children in the family wrapped it, it's very strong, not bad."

The secretary was stunned, and after leaving the office, he truthfully shared the latest news in the gossip group.

[?Mr. Zhong has a child?Who is the wife? 】

[I rely on me, why didn't I know Mr. Zhong had a child in his family! 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh】

[Woooooo my cpBE is gone]

There was crying in the gossip group.

The secretary raised the frame of his glasses, typed a series of messages, and sent them.

[According to my on-site observation and judgment, when the boss said that sentence, his eyes and expression were gentle and doting, definitely not the expression of a silly father looking at his own child.Therefore, I personally think that the "child at home" the boss refers to should be the president's nickname for the future president's partner]

【...If that's the case... I'm too spoiled by the term "children", right?I'm sour]

[Cha Lemon Warning]

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo)

【Woooooooooooo my cp is still be】

【……woo woo woo woo】

Not to mention that the company's gossip group was flooded with 999+ news all afternoon, and Zhong Sheng's high-profile appearance in and out of the company was also photographed by the paparazzi.

The paparazzi who usually don't have much news were immediately excited when they saw Zhong Sheng like this, and published a press release the next day——

#shock!Zhong Sheng, the current head of the Zhong Group, is suspected to have been beaten with his hand disabled#

#钟氏集团集团钟士钟晓打手把打接, Was it the enemy's fault?Or the underworld seeking revenge? #

#……#

The little secretary put the news in front of Mr. Zhong in a panic.

Zhong Sheng glanced at the underworld looking for revenge?He suddenly wanted to laugh, but he was the underworld deity.

Zhong Sheng didn't intend to press down, nor was he in a hurry, he waved his hand and asked the secretary to arrange the next meeting, and finally said "cleaner clears himself", which was regarded as a response to the news.

The little secretary choked internally from these four words.

Not long after, Jiang Yiming's Weibo went online and posted a Weibo that seemed rather nonsensical in the eyes of a bunch of netizens.

@Restart江一明v: @酒日报 warning, don’t imply that I bandaged the wound ugly

Even the fans are at a loss.

Until Zhong Sheng forwarded this Weibo:

@钟晓: Not ugly, very strong.

More than half an hour after this Weibo was posted, the internal gossip group of the Zhong Group company exploded belatedly.

[I, day? 】

[Let me go over the logic... Damn, the kid at home = Jiang Yiming? 】

【Well... Mr. Zhong is more than ten years older than Jiang Yiming, saying that the child is actually not a big problem...】

【! 】

【Depend on!I really fell in love! 】

【Depend on!I'm addicted to cpHE! 】