ã€ŠReborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Leadã€‹


 CH 1

LOVE LETTER

 CH 2

    Chapter 2; Not learning culture

    Jian Shiwu looked aggrievedly at the stupid letter, shame cloaking his face.

    No, this time he was born again. He won''t mess around, will study hard, and be a new person. It must not remain at just talk.

    The classroom was silent, and when everyone was still silent, a voice finally came: "Teacher, I want to change seats."

    All the students turned around and saw Jian Shiwu in the last row holding up his chubby arm.

    Huang Jia was slightly surprised: "Jian Shiwu?"

    Jian Shiwu stood up and said frankly, "Teacher, I want to sit in the front instead."

    There was gradual low laughter and shallow conversations in the class.

    For this ignorant rich boy, whatever he does, everyone will just think that he is up to his usual naughty drama, tricks, and so on. They can only watch the fun.

    Obviously, the class teacher thinks so too.

    Huang Jia sighed inwardly: "Jian Shiwu, whom do you want to switch to the front and sit with?"

    The voice fell, and the laughter in the classroom grew louder.

    Suddenly, I don''t know who said, "Teacher, he definitely wants to sit with Shen Cheng."

    When the words fell, all the students laughed along.

    After all, Jian Shiwu really didn''t hide it. In the whole class,who didn''t know that he was sticking to Shen Cheng like a piece of dog skin plaster. They didn''t expect it to get worse on the first day of school.

    Huang Jia looked at Shen Cheng. The boy sitting by the window in the second row was looking down at a book. The sun was falling on him, but his profile was an ice sculpture. He didn''t spare anyone a glance, had no change in emotion, as if his name was not even even mentioned, and everything has nothing to do with him. A slightly thin boy sitting upright, isolated from the outside world and refuses to communicate.

    The child is only 14 years old seems but seems to carry the weight of the world.

    This is her proudest but most distressing student.

    Huang Jia retracted her gaze and looked at Jian Shiwu again. She had already made a decision in her heart. If Jian Shiwu really wanted to harass his classmates, she would be the first to not allow it.

    She cleared her throat and asked Jane Shiwu in front of a group of students watching the excitement:

    "Why do you want to change seats?"

 CH 3

Jian Shiwu stood up and said respectfully, "Teacher, I can''t see the blackboard from the back. There is no one sitting in the front two rows. Can I sit there?"

    Shen Cheng walked from dawn to dusk alone in the heavy rain, and no one offered him a ride from beginning to end.

 CH 4

It has been raining a lot.

 CH 5

"Classmate."

 CH 6

With an uneasy mood, Jian Shiwu moved to the front in small steps.

 CH 7

Now there are two paths in front of Jian Shiwu.

 CH 8

At this moment, Jian Shiwu can say that he has never seen anyone with such a profound expression on their face.

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 CH 9

The spring wind blew through the promenade, bringing with it the aroma of wisteria flowers, fresh and sweet.

 CH 10

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 CH 11

    Liu Heng was still rumbling: "Speaking of which, I''m really sorry about last time, you, the class representative and the whole internet caf¨¦ thing. I¡¯ve not been a good buddy. I''ve always wanted to invite the two of you to a meal, but you know Shen Cheng is a cold person. I dare not ask, you say..."

 CH 12

In the end, it could be said that it is a car that he dragged Shen Cheng into the car.

 CH 13

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 CH 14

Jian Shiwu''s hand holding the paper trembled slightly.

 CH 15

This note was obviously torn from the top of a draft paper temporarily, and the crooked handwriting on the paper read: "My mother asked you to come home for dinner at noon."

 CH 16

The crowd looked back.

 CH 17

Snack Street was full of people coming and going.

 CH 18

Ji Beichuan inexplicably was quite concerned about this matter.

 CH 19

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 CH 20

Jian Shiwu slowly moved to Shen Cheng''s table.

 CH 21

The next day

 CH 22

It was quiet by the stream.

 CH 23

Jian Shiwu: "Such a big mouth, wouldn''t Shen Cheng already know?"

 CH 24

    The appraisal certificate was not entirely on the bed, most of it was in the quilt, and only a small white corner was exposed. Seeing that Ji Yuansheng was about to stretch out his hand to get it, at that moment, he doesn''t know where the courage came from, Ji Beichuan suddenly threw himself on the bed.

 CH 25

This was a voice that Ji Beichuan was too familiar with. For a moment, his entire brain was blank, his eyes were filled with extreme resistance and panic, and the blood and qi of his body rushed straight to his head and his whole body was stiff in extreme conflict.

 CH 26

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 CH 27

Silence fell over the room.

 CH 28

    Jian Shiwu¡¯s heart skipped a beat, subconsciously guessing that her next words might not be a thing.

    Lui Heng replied, "Can one understand what those people are thinking?"

    ......

    Jian Shiwu was also a little confused.

    He did not expect that there were still elders to deal with, but on thinking about found it could but true, the gentry families would have been involved from generation to generation, the struggle for power not so simple. Plus Gao Can may be sentenced to jail, by which time, Ji Beichuan would be left with no legal guardian ah.

    Lui: "I think this is quite difficult to handle."

    One word made Jian Shiwu uncomfortable: "Then what should we do."

    Lui Heng comforted him: "Don''t worry, there''s no rush, let''s take one step at a time, I think there will definitely be a solution."

    He said so and Jian had no choice but to give up.

    Originally he thought his parents would not come back, but in the afternoon Zhen Meilie came back, and asked Jian Shiwu to lead the way to find Shen Cheng. Even Jian''s father was also there, both people''s faces looked very serious, only Shen Cheng came out with a calm face.

    When he got back into the car, Jian Shiwu expressed his doubts: "Where are we going?"

    Jian''s father, who was driving the car, said, "To Fengtai Mountain."

    "To climb a mountain?" Jian Shiwu was shocked: "To relax?"

    Zhen Mei Li felt that if this one wasn''t her own and couldn''t be thrown, she would have thrown him down from here: "Tomorrow is the anniversary of your Aunt Shen''s death, we''re going over to pay our respects."

    Ohh

    Jian Shiwu looked sideways at Shen Cheng with some concern and suddenly felt that it seemed like a good decision to give Shen Cheng an early birthday yesterday, although Shen Cheng''s birthday was only on the 5th, but Shen Youting died in childbirth and the 5th was also the anniversary of his mother''s death. He heard that the Ji family never held birthday parties for Ji Beichuan, so he guessed that was the reason.

    Zhen Meilie in front said, "It''s going to rain tomorrow, so the road is not good.

    Jian nodded, "Okay."

    They took a whole evening to go op Fengtai mountain and by then, the sunset was dyed red. They found a small hotel on the mountain and spent the night there. The hotel was rather poor and there are not many rooms.

    In the end, they only managed to get two rooms. One room was shared by Zhen Meili and Jian''s father, and Jian Shiwu shared the other with Shen Cheng. Fortunately, the double bed was not so awkward. In addition, they were tired from traveling and driving during the day, so one could fall asleep and rest quickly.

    The sky outside was overcast, and Jian said, "Is it really going to rain tomorrow?"

    The word "mother" that came to Shen Cheng''s ears in the wind, unfamiliar but with a heavy meaning. His eyes fell on the tombstone and gazed at the woman in the photo. Her face was cold, but Shen Cheng felt it looked very gentle.

    In this small grave was his mother. It was not that he was not loved by his mother, his mother loved him very much and gave him the greatest love, even giving her life for him. Ji Yuansheng looked at the two boys standing in front of the grave and said, "This is kind of your first time here, she didn''t like to make a lot of noise and loved to be quiet, it''s rare for her to be so lively after so many years."

    Ji Beichuan''s hand on his side curled up gently, with some calculation. The first time he came here he was still young, at that time he didn''t know what sadness was, he only knew how to stare dumbly and couldn''t understand his father''s feelings, so he didn''t behave himself at that time. Later, probably because of this, Ji Yuansheng never brought himself here again, but today he brought him here, does it mean that he still has him as a son in his heart?

    Shen Cheng next to him also did not say a word, and did not even show any sadness, which was not the most displeasing to his father? As long as he behaves better, his father may also dislike Shen Cheng and feel better about him.

    The sobs were loud enough to be heard by the few people who were close by. He stepped on the wet stone slab with an umbrella and bowed in the middle, with a choked sob: "Mother, your son has come to see you. Growing up, in my heart you are my real mother, and today I can finally come and visit you."

    In the rain, his tears fell quickly, and his voice was full of mourning as he cried for his grave, compared to Shen Cheng, who was silent and did not shed a single tear.

    Ji Yuansheng looked at Ji Beichuan as he cried so hard that his body was shaking, and sighed: "Don''t cry." Ji Beichuan wiped his face and said softly, "...... Yes, I''m sorry father."

    Ji Yuansheng patted his shoulder. The tall, handsome man looked at the woman in the photo and remembered the past. Shen Youting died when he loved her the most, more than ten years but he could not let go in the slightest, his heart was a pang of grief, his eyes were flushed with a tinge of scarlet, if not for his juniors being here, perhaps he would have shed a tear.

    Ji Beichuan sneaked a glance at Shen Cheng next to him, trying to give Ji Yuan Sheng some eye drops: "Brother Cheng you want to come over and also pay your respects, you don''t laugh at me crying my nose off oh, I just saw my mother so im too sad and didn''t control it."

    Anyway, it was impossible for Shen Cheng to cry. The child who came back halfway is not as close as the one who is always there? Shen Cheng glanced at him sideways, the pair of somewhat stern eyes seemed to easily pierce through Ji Beichuan''s despicable acting skills and dark little mind, the rain clattered down, the water on the ground flowed along the stone slab, the teenager who had been standing silently took a few steps and walked right in front of the tombstone.

    As Ji Beichuan watched, the black umbrella held up by Shen Cheng was placed to the side, and the rain poured down, instantly drenching the teenager all over, but he did not move a bit, instead his spine straightened and stood still in front of the tombstone, slowly kneeling down and solemnly kowtowing three times. Ji Beichuan''s eyes widened in disbelief.

    The pouring rain had soaked the teenager, but he seemed to be unable to notice, just kneeling quietly in front of the tombstone, staring at the woman with gentle eyebrows on the stone tablet.

    There was lightning across the sky, and the wind from the manor blew past, sweeping over the soaked hem of the young man''s clothes; he did not cry, but an endless sadness coalesced all over him. He whispered, "I am Shen Cheng. I''ve come to see you.¡±

 CH 29

The sky and the earth were a dark and gloomy colour, the wind and rain were howling in the mountains and the forest, and the few people standing on the pathway of the large mausoleum had different thoughts.

 CH 30

Shen Cheng saw two candles in Jian Shiwu''s chubby white hands, not only white, but also the kind of candles that were a bit thick, which were used for light.

 CH 31

    The old lady froze in place, looking at the teenager with disbelief, she did not expect Shen Cheng to disobey her. She had already inquired before coming, this child was living a hard life, the wealth of the Ji family was incomparable to the Shen family in any way. Shouldn''t this child be climbing onto their backs and sucking up to them, actually so arrogant?!

 CH 32

The housekeeper was a bit unable to answer this.

 CH 33

Zhen Meilie covered her moutg and laughed, ¡°You¡¯re still looking for a gold master. You are a man. The first thing you need to do is to get married and become your wife¡¯s gold master and backer."

 CH 34

"......"

 CH 35

The room was quiet.

 CH 36

In the middle of June, just after the summer, Jian Shiwu arrived at school and looked around the familiar corner to see an empty seat

 CH 37

Uncle Wang: ¡°......¡±

 CH 38

They knew that Shen Cheng was a very mysterious person, seemingly gentle and approachable, even when he was smiling at you, perhaps what was hidden under his warm eyes was a clear idea of what to do with you.

 CH 39

    In October, the steaming sun hung high in the sky, the cicadas were incessantly chirping in the trees along the school''s promenade, the lotus flowers were in full bloom in the pond, and the waves of heat came one after another.

    Teacher Li did the paperwork for him: "Shen Cheng, welcome to our school."

    The young man standing in front of him was courteous and he shook hands, "Please take care of me in the future."

    He had been studying in a famous school abroad and his grades were top notch. Their class B was in a very awkward position in the entire second year of senior high school, not as good as class A, but the average score was not bad either.

    Now it''s a different story.

    Teacher Li pushed his glasses with some pleasure, looked at Shen Cheng with a smile and said, "Shen Cheng, why did you and your friend choose our class?"

    Shen Cheng was standing by the window and sniffed, "What''s wrong with choosing Class B?"

    "This ......"

    Teacher Li was actually still a little caught up in the question, and he soon smiled again, "Of course there''s no problem."

    Qiao An, who was standing next to him, was even more enthusiastic and said, "Are you going to take us to meet our future classmates now?"

    Teacher Li had the same intention, but before he did so, he had a doubt and asked, "Since school has started, most of the students in the class already have regular tables, so you two will probably sit at the back."

    In fact, he hoped that Shen Cheng could sit at the front, after all, his grades were so good.

    Shen Cheng''s eyes fell on the seating chart on top of the class teacher''s desk, where the distribution of the class''s seats was written, and among the countless names, he accurately found Jian Shiwu''s name, in the middle of the second row, next to two people who, well, seemed to be girls by their names.

    Seeing that he kept looking at the seating chart, thinking that he was not satisfied with the arrangement, Mr Li added, "But it''s okay, we can seat you according to your grades, as long as you have your grades entered for the next monthly exam, you can sit in front."

    Qiao An was surprised, there had never been such a rule in M: "So your first place is the front row?"

    Teacher Li smiled, "Yes."

    He also looked at Shen Cheng with satisfaction, after all, as far as she knew, there was no problem for Shen Cheng to get the first place in the class.

    "Foreigners."

    "That boy next to him is so handsome."

    "Is that a transfer student?"

    "Is he looking at me?"

    Shen Cheng stood at the edge of the playground quietly watching a group of people running, even if he didn''t say anything, he easily became the focus, but unfortunately he didn''t seem to be particularly interested in this playground, like a spectator. There were many young and beautiful figures on the playground, which could be considered a landscape, but these didn''t seem to have much colour in Shen Cheng''s eyes.

    Until...

    When the run was over and the class dispersed, and someone shouted at him, "Shen Cheng!"

    Shen Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the teenager who was still covered in sweat after the run. Jian Shiwu was standing in the sunlight, his slender body was well-proportioned, the fair face was flushed red from the exercise, big round eyes were looking at him for a moment, probably because he noticed his gaze, slowly showed a smile.

    Lui Heng pulled Jane Shiwu over with him and said with some surprise, "Shen Cheng?"

    Shen Cheng nodded, "Mm."

    "So that transfer student is you." Lui Heng said cheerfully, "In the same class as us? With your grades, I thought you could go to Class A. This is probably fate, we can play happily together again in the future."

    From the very beginning, Shen Cheng''s eyes fell on Jian Shiwu''s face, what about you, will you be happy.

    The playground life is noisy, Jian Shiwu is half a head shorter than Shen Cheng, he also looks very happy. He can still smell the fragrance of milk, like a harmless little white rabbit. With a soft harmless tilted face, naively said: "Maths is again saved."

    Shen Cheng''s eyes moved slightly.

    Qiao An next to him came over and introduced himself, "Hello, I am also a transfer student, my name is Qiao An, please teach me more."

    The blonde, blue-eyed foreigner was very striking, no matter who it is, his striking outfit attracted them, and before Jian could say anything, Qiao An was shocked when he got close enough to see his face.

    Jian reached out his hand, "Hello."

    Qiao An looked at him dumbfounded: "Hello."

    Not far away, a student from the same class basketball team brought the basketball over and shouted, "15, Lui Heng, let''s go play ball!"

    LuiHeng responded and led Jian to go over, inviting Shen Cheng: "We''re going to practice, does the class rep know how to play basketball?"

    Shen Cheng: "Not good at it."

    Jian Shiwu smiled and reassured him, "It''s okay, then it''s good to come and watch later, you guys are fine standing here anyway."

    Shen Cheng was not interested in watching the basketball game, but he was interested in Jian Shiwu''s invitation, so he nodded, "Come over later."

 CH 40

The basketball court was nearly two hundred metres away from the playground.

 CH 41

    Before entering the competition, Shen Cheng stood there alone, perhaps not looking like an extremely dangerous figure on his own. On the contrary, his slender and straight figure, good family and environment made the young man look like a polite and courteous nobleman, and when he smiled and looked at you, it was enough to make people drop their guard.

 CH 42

The life committee member froze for a moment. Seeing that he was puzzled, Jian Shiwu asked, "What''s wrong?"

 CH 43

    But ......What if he is really just playing around?

    Later

    What the hell!

    After three rounds of the game, Jian Shiwu who saw the game failed on his screen for the third time, his was trembling, and he cried: "Have you ever played?"

    Shen Cheng said, "A bit."

    ?!

    Jian Shiwu was undeterred, "You must have practiced before, right?"

    Shen Cheng couldn''t bear to tell him he was playing for the first time, so he simply nodded as he wished.

    "No wonder." He pouted his lips, a little aggrieved: "I lost."

    Shen Cheng looked at him with his head hanging like a poor little cat, making people want to rub it, his aggrieved but really cute.

    His eyes filled with a little tender as he hooked his lips into a smile: "Well, want to play again?"

    Jian Shiwu: "Huh?"

    Shen Cheng pointed to the two people opposite: "They are also finished, with them 2v2."

    Jane Shiwu didn''t really want to play after losing, but Shen Cheng invited him to play for once, so it wasn''t a bad idea, although he didn''t think he would be happy anymore.

    No way!

 CH 44

The host asked Annie to leave the stage and replaced her with Jian Shiwu.

 CH 45

Jian paused for a while, and with his small head, he really couldn''t think of anything Shen Cheng could hide from him, after thinking about it, he showed a frank smile: "That''s fine.¡±

 CH 46

Jian Shiwu raised his eyes and looked at Shen Cheng dumbfounded. For a moment, he felt that the burning heat in the boy''s eyes was so scorching it was unbearable.

 CH 47

    Inside the alley, the girl cried out loudly, and the young man comforted her helplessly, the afterglow of the setting sun falling, a scene that was somewhat sad yet beautiful.

    Lui Heng walked over and was thinking of breaking the beautiful scene when Jiam shot him a pleading look, as if to warn him that if he dared to look on the sidelines again, he would be done with him.

    With no choice, he broke the stagnant atmosphere with a soft cough: "Ahem!"

    Annie stopped crying at the sound and sniffled. She glanced at Lui Heng with her eyes, still holding on to Jane.

    He pushed her, "Calm down Annie, don''t be afraid, it''s okay, they''ve run away, do you know them, do you remember what they look like, can you identify them if you see them again?"

    Annie looked at him suspiciously, "Are you going to find them, aren''t you afraid they will bully you too?"

    Jian Shiwu revealed a smile, but it¡¯s no longer the harmless kind of smile, but one with a bit of edge, a danger she had never seen before, and he said it in a very easy tone, but¡¯s one that sent a chill down the back: "The person who is afraid now is not necessarily the one who is afraid yet."

    Anne suddenly got a chill down her back.

    Lui Heng behind her smiled and walked over to take Jian¡¯s shoulders, "Annie, don''t worry about it, our moon is not easy to bully."

    Jian shot him a look, "Don''t call me Moon."

    Because his name was Shiwu, the homophonic sound is 15, there was a saying about the moon of 15, and because of this, sometimes Lui Heng and their close friends would call him the moon.

    Annie watched their antics and gradually relaxed.

    Jian asked for her home¡¯s address, which happened to be on the same road as his own home. As Lui Heng¡¯s home was not on the same road, he left first, and Jian sent Annie home.

    It was early autumn, and it was still very hot during the day, but at night the temperature dropped, the sky was getting darker, the leaves on the roadside were yellowing and dying, and on the way back, in order to make the little girl stop crying and distract her, Jian told her some Chinese folk tales: "Later Hua Mulan became a famous heroine. "

    Annie listened quietly, "She was so brave."

    Jane said, "Yes, there is nothing that cannot be done as long as one is full of courage inside, Mulan gained people¡¯s recognition and respect through her own efforts, and girls like this are very much respected and loved."

    Looking at Annie''s crying red eyes, Jian Shiwu sighed helplessly, "So don''t you cry either."

    Annie listened to his warm voice, and a sweet taste spread in her heart, in fact she had met many many boys, and many people who had been extremely nice to her, but those people might have loved her looks, might have loved her family or their money, and she had been courted since she was a child, because of her bloodline, because of that noble title, she had gotten a lot and seemed to get nothing.

    When she first met Shen Cheng, she felt that this boy treated her differently.

    She used to think that Shen Cheng didn''t like her because she wasn''t good enough, but now that she really knew Jane Shiwu, she realised that it was because Jian Shiwu was too good.

    Annie''s eyelashes trembled slightly: "Jian Shiwu ......"

    Jian Shiwu twisted his head and inquired, "What''s wrong?"

    Looking at his own young face still with injuries, but those eyes are full of tenderness, extraordinarily gentle, looking down at her, making her heart flutter. Annie used to feel envy and jealous of Shen Cheng liking him, now just one afternoon, she actually felt that Jian Shiwu liking Shen Cheng is too bad.

    That boy, cold and heartless, too mysterious and dangerous, likes Jian Shiwu this so kind and wonderful person? Annie''s mind was racing with thoughts, and she hesitated to tell Jian Shiwu what she knew, to tell him that Shen Cheng liked him, to tell him about Shen Cheng''s underhanded ways, to tell him that it would be best to stay far, far away from Shen Cheng.

    Jian Shiwu saw her frowning and inquired, "What''s wrong?"

    Annie made up her mind secretly as she tilted her face up, "Do you know why I didn''t have a driver to pick me up today and why I didn''t call home ?"

    Jane Shiwu hadn''t thought anything of it, but it was the way Annie was looking at him so solemnly, that the seriousness of it sent an inexplicable chill through his heart, and for a moment, even without Annie saying anything, Jian Shiwu could probably guess the answer: "Yes, because ......"

    "Hmm,"Annie held her phone out to Jian Shiwu, "It''s him."

    "I reckon my driver''s in-car system has him to blame for not picking me up in time." A sarcastic smile crossed Anne''s lips, "I have no need to lie."

    She had secretly inquired about the relationship between Jian Shiwu and Shen Cheng, knowing that the two had been together since primary school and had a deep friendship, she didn''t know exactly when Shen Cheng started liking Jian Shiwu, but she knew that Jian Shiwu had definitely not discovered Shen Cheng''s true nature.

    She suddenly wondered, if all this had collapsed, would the young man in front of her have any more contact with Shen Cheng, and what would he, in turn, think?

    "I think there is actually some sort of misunderstanding about this.¡±

    Jian¡¯s voice came in her ears, Annie looked up at him in shock, but saw the young man excusing Shen Cheng: "You¡¯re in the same school, what good would it do for Shen Cheng to do this for no reason, Annie, don''t think too much about it, although Shen Cheng is usually not very expressive, he''s not a bad boy."

    No, you''re the one who''s thinking too little.

    Annie felt a mouthful of blood choking in her throat as she subconsciously blurted out, "How is it that he''s not a bad boy for nothing, he is because¡­."

    Jian looked at her quietly.

    "Because..." Annie pursed her lips, inwardly torn for the millionth time, and finally gave up in general: "It''s nothing, maybe I''m thinking too much."

    She couldn''t tell Jian Shiwu that Shen Cheng liked him, just in case Jian Shiwu actually cared about it and the  two really did become one, wouldn''t she have no chance!

    Sure enough, Jian Shiwu smiled with satisfaction, "Well, is that your house up ahead, I think I see someone waving at you."

    Annie said yes, she was also frightened today, so she didn''t stay for long.. She made an appointment to come back next time to play, and then she went off.

    Jian Shiwu had been watching Annie leave at the same place, waiting for her back to disappear. After walking far, the smile that had been on his face faded away, and it became gloomy in the twilight

    This kind of heroic rescue scene shouldn¡¯t it be a male and female lead drama, why did it turn to him, also, Annie is now obviously enstranged to Shen Cheng, and there seems to be a lot of misunderstandings. But how could the female and male protagonist start this  kind of conflict, shouldn¡¯t they be sweet in love!

    Jian Shiwu sighed inwardly, somewhat helplessly.

    Sure enough, in the past few years abroad, Shen Cheng''s temperament has not changed in the slightest because of the changes in the environment. For a time, he didn''t know whether to be happy or emotional, after all, he was not dire straits like the Ji family. In the rich and powerful family one can¡¯t be a soft persimmon and should protect themselves by some means.

    In the past few years, no matter how the butterfly effect was instigated, no matter how the plotline changes, Shen Cheng will not change. What should happen will still come, or in other words, no matter what efforts he makes, he can''t stop Shen Cheng going that way, everything seems to be moving towards the main line of fate, so is he not destined to escape?

    Shen Cheng, even if we do it all over again, won''t it change your fate and mine change?

    Day 2

    "What happened to your face?"

    As soon as Jian Shiwu arrived at school, it sparked a hot debate.

    The small bruises and scrapes were evident on that otherwise fair and clean little face, cuts that had been caused by a confrontation.

    Jian Shiwu didn''t want to worry his friends: "Hahahaha it''s okay just a little accident."

    He was explaining to his friend when Shen Cheng, who had just arrived at the school not far away, saw him from a distance and looked at the cuts on his face with narrow eyes.

    Jian Shiwu''s side waz surrounded by quite a few people, when Shen Cheng walked over, others subconsciously would move aside to let them talk, not intentionally.

    Even if Shen Cheng did not do anything, it¡¯s just that some people carry their own aura, his is intimidating and scary, they subconsciously dared to offend Shen Cheng.

    It just so happens that there was a relay race starting in the class, and most of the people had gone to cheer for it, so for a while, there were only two people left in the corner of the block.

    Shen Cheng stood fixed in front of Jane Shiwu, he looked at Jian Shiwu''s face and said in a deep voice: "How did you get it"

    Jian Shiwu saw him inexplicably nervous: "It''s just ......"

    "Why is it like this, this time?" Shen Cheng is a head taller than him, he stood in front of Jian Shiwu, stretching out his slender hand to touch the wound, but saw Jane Shiwu subconsciously scowl and tilt his head in a small movement, even though the child in front of him has been very controlled, trying not to reveal his emotions, but some subconscious self-protective behavior still betrayed him.

    Shen Cheng''s movements were fixed in mid-air.

    When he was silent, the atmosphere was undoubtedly terrifying and simmering, and Jian Shiwu whispered, "There was a bit of a confrontation with someone, but I didn''t suffer much, don''t you worry."

    Shen Cheng withdrew his hand and pressed his temper: "??"

    Jian Shiwu dared not let him take action, and hurriedly said, "I can solve it myself, don''t you worry."

    Not only did his reassurance not have an effect, on the contrary, the air around him became more and more chilly, just when Jian Shiwu thought that Shen Cheng would not him a bad look and might fling his sleeves away, Shen Cheng spoke, "I have a better ointment there, it works well, later I will bring it to..."

    Jane Shiwu subconsciously said, "No, I have my own."

    The air fell silent again.

    In the midst of the stalemate, Lui Heng not far away called out to Jian Shiwu, probably the teacher was looking for him, Jian Shiwu felt relief, he hurriedly said to Shen Cheng, "Then I''ll go over first, talk to you next time."

    Shen Cheng said in a light voice: "Go ahead."

    The moment the two boys were about to pass each other, Jian heard Shen Cheng''s low, magnetic voice ring out, "You''re afraid of me."

    Jian Shiwu went stiff.

    Shen Cheng stood still, he lifted his head to look ahead, his face calm: "Because of what, I have never even shouted at you."

    Jian Shiwu face was pale, his blood accelerated in general, the showdown came unexpectedly he did not have any psychological preparations, lips trembling, raw to squeeze out the words: "I do not, you don¡¯t think too much, is there any misunderstanding, did I just say something wrong, you ...... "

    Shen Cheng turned to face him, those deep as ink eyes as if a bottomless abyss, he looked at the scared little rabbit that was about to shrink , stepped a few feet towards Jian Shiwu and walked closer, with his approach, Jian Shiwu subconsciously shrunk back, even if his mouth did not say, but tge body is the first to react.

    Jian Shiwu called out softly, "Shen Cheng ......"

    The corners of Shen Cheng''s mouth curled up into a sarcastic smile.

    For a moment, in the sunlight, he suddenly thought of back then, when Jian Shiwu was still chubby, and he was also this nervous, saying to him, "Shen Cheng, I like you."

    "Don''t you be like that."

    The memory of the young man had a coy smile on his face: "Can you stay with me?"

    "I have to go, the teacher is still calling for me."

    Jian Shiwu stepped away towards the crowd not far away, Shen Cheng stood quietly in place, on a warm morning like this, he remembered the words Gao Can had once coldly scolded at him on that rainy night: "You are a heartless, cold-blooded child who will never taste love in this life."

    In the sunlight, Shen Cheng looked up at the fading figure not far away, perhaps the sun was a bit harsh, he squinted, his eyes moved slightly. The ink-coloured eyes were much wetter than before, the boy stood quietly in the shadows where the sun could not shine, just as countless times, he was also this way looking at Jian Shiwu in the sunlight.

    A little bit of pain like a needle poke came from the heart, like a net wrapping a person in death.

    Even when Gao Can was cold, he didn''t feel pain, even when he ate a lot of pain abroad, both explicitly and implicitly, he didn''t feel pain, but now, he felt so much pain.

 CH 48

This time, the sports day of No.1 school collided with the centennial celebration, and the school administration paid great attention to it, no matter the scale of the opening ceremony or the multifarious activities that followed, the effort put into it was enormous.

 CH 49

The games ended in the afternoon.

 CH 50

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the room.

 CH 51

    Jian Shiwu stopped in his tracks, and hesitated: "Why is it suddenly hurting, is there something wrong?"

    The camouflage he insisted on holding on to was quickly taking over his mind, his cold face became white and there was even a thin layer of cold sweat rising, his voice was low and hoarse: "It''s not serious, just call the doctor for me."

    Jian Shiwu had speculated before whether Shen Cheng was in fact seriously injured, although he had always showed a calm look, but as Qiao An had said, this man was far too tolerant. The lingering smell of medicine mixed with the faint smell of blood in the room, besides, if it wasn''t serious, the doctor would not have had to come every half hour to change the medicine.

    Just before he went upstairs, he passed by the doctor''s room and found him dispensing hanging needles and a series of emergency anti-inflammatory bottles, all of which indicated that the wound on Shen Cheng''s back was by no means a minor one, and might even be more serious than he thought.

    Jian Shiwu was a little panicked as he jogged out , "Wait here, I''ll go out and call a doctor for you."

    He opened the door quickly and ran to the doctor¡¯s door, following the route he remembered. He was panting as he described Shen Cheng¡¯s situation, as if his life would be lost if the doctor didn¡¯t get there as fast as possible.

    The doctor thought something big had happened and ran to the young master''s bedroom: "What¡¯s wrong?"

    Who knew that Shen Cheng was no different from his previous calm and breezy self, although it seemed that something was indeed off. He spoke in a hoarse voice: "Take my temperature."

    ?

    The doctor was puzzled, hadn''t he taken the temperature before, and didn''t you already have a fever, so why are you talking about taking it now?

    He was about to say something when Shen Cheng lifted his eyes and gave him a twilight filled glance, a glance that contained so much that the doctor felt as if he understood something in the dark eyes, and he replied, "Yes, young master."

    The workplace was not easy to live in. Hee did his best to cooperate with Shen Cheng¡¯s performance. After taking the temperature for a long time, the doctor glanced at Jian Shiwu next to him, coughed lightly and frowned, "It is indeed a fever.¡±

    Jian Shiwu was really worried and came over, "Uncle, is Shen Cheng¡¯s situation very serious?"

    The doctor sighed, with an air of seriousness: "Whether the fever goes down or not depends on tonight, it will be more or less painful."

    Although Jian Shiwu felt something was strange in his heart, but the temperature of the thermometer in front of him was indeed real, the smell of medicine in the room was also real, Shen Cheng''s pale face was also real, he was a very good at holding back and enduring pain, and if such a person was showing weakness, it means he must be really hurting¡­.

    Thinking about this, Jian Shiwu''s heart twitched and his eyes flickered slightly: "How could this be..."

 CH 52

    Jian Shiwu didn''t realize the seriousness of the situation at all, and he had a rare good night''s sleep till the next day.

    He slept in the guest room and Qiao An also slept in the guest room, the two of them were only separated by a wall, and because they had to play a little late last night to brush up on their intimacy, this time both of them slept until the sun was high up..

    When the housekeeper came to bring breakfast to Shen Cheng, he saw Shen Cheng sitting on the bed, looking at his mobile phone. Today''s young man was slightly different from his usual self, Shen Cheng''s face was sullen, looking at the page of his mobile phone without blinking, even if he didn''t say a word, one could feel the anger he was suppressing. A very rare thing, this young master is usually very calm, almost never even shows even a happy expression on his face, there was only one person who can make him lose his temper like this.

    "Young master." The butler stood at the door and spoke cautiously, "Breakfast is ready."

    Shen Cheng put down his phone and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Where is Auntie Zhen?"

    The housekeeper immediately replied, "Ms. Zhen went to rest in the morning after your fever had subsided, and is now in the guest room, so you don''t have to worry."

    "Hmm."

    As Shen Cheng watched the servants place the breakfast on the table in an orderly manner, he finally asked what he wanted all along, "What about Jian Shiwu?"

    The housekeeper had been prepared for this, and knew he would ask: "Young Master Jane and Young Master Qiao An played games until three in the morning yesterday, and they are still sleeping."

    "Three o''clock." Shen Cheng¡¯s face was unreadable, but it was inexplicably cold, and he sneered, "Looks like they had a good time."

    The butler didn''t dare to take up the argument, "Young Master Jian is also at a playful age nowadays, and should have been more than a little excited when he came across the game."

    As soon as he came into contact with something related to the boy, Shen Cheng would become different from his usual self, and the butler was a wise man; he didn''t need to get too involved in his master''s affairs, but he had to think about what he wanted and find the right spot to smooth things out.

    And sure enough

    Shen Cheng''s face looked better, but it wouldn''t be him if he really stopped there, and lifting his eyes, he asked in a slow voice: "Qiao An didn''t go to school today?"

    The butler immediately said, "He seems to have taken a leave of absence, saying he was unwell."

    This nonsense could be believed.

    Shen Cheng¡¯s sneered, and said slowly, "Then have Ms. Zhang to stew him a pot of soybean and pig''s foot soup."

    Everything else was fine, only, this was definitely the dish Qiao An hated the most.

    Shen Cheng lifted his eyes and looked at the housekeeper, his voice was gentle but his eyes were all deep: "Watch him eat, not a drop should be left over."

 CH 53

Jian Shiwu...was dumbfounded.

 CH 54

Jian Shiwu felt like he was really dreaming.

 CH 55

    There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

    The fact is that he shouldn''t have said anything, because even if he had, the results he would have gotten would have been unsatisfactory. They would get caught in a loop of embarrassment, and he didn''t have the confidence to get the answers he wanted.

    He said in a soft voice, "Well...actually, these are all speculations by the people in the post, I think..."

    Shen Cheng faintly interrupted him, "I don''t want to know if they are speculating."

    Jian stopped talking.

    Shen Cheng frowned, his voice was low, not forced, but even through the phone there was a very oppressive feeling, asking, "Do you think so too?¡±

    Did he feel the same way?

    Jian looked at the Lui Heng¡¯s phone in front of him, still on the same post on the page, the constant stream of mocking remarks, nothing when it¡¯s one person, but enough for a thousand words to come together to form a high, high wall, impermeable, locking people in, unable to breathe.

    Couldn''t he think that? Why did he have to chide him in such a questioning tone? Was he the one who was wrong in the first place?

    The double pressure can break down a person''s psychological defences, and the fire that has been bottled up since just now seems to have been suddenly ignited by a fire sent by Shen Cheng, and Jian Shiwu let out a deep breath and spoke.

    His voice mixed with some aggravation broke the ice: "Then tell me, what was it about? I asked my mother later, and she said that Uncle Ji had respected your opinion before emigrating, and we as your friends certainly would have respected your idea, but why haven''t we heard anything from you all these years, as if you were hiding from us?"

    It was one of those rare occasions when a very good-tempered child showed something like anger.

    Jian¡¯a voice was brittle, like a pissed off little rabbit, "Isn''t it only natural that I would think that?"

    The words were mixed with unwillingness, resentment, and exasperation.

    But inexplicably, the bottom of Shen Cheng''s heart, which should have been anguished by these words, had a hint of joy out of nowhere.

    Is it because he cares that he is angry.

    It means...that Jian Shiwu didn''t want to leave, didn''t reject him that much, and could even be said that he wanted him to stay.

    There are somethings whereby once the cracks have opened, and once there is hope, it is impossible to give up on it. And then Shen Cheng only felt as if after many years with a cold and silent heart, the slightest trickle of warmth had flown in, he whispered, "If I were really trying to hide from you, do you think you would still have a chance to see me at school?"

    Jian Shiwu froze.

    At the other end of the phone, Shen Cheng''s voice was low, carefully distinguished words were mixed with a gentle helplessness: "You wouldn''t really think that exchange students are sent here by the school, if I really didn''t want to see you, even if it was just a matter of using some connections, we wouldn''t be in the same class, otherwise, you think, are there really that many coincidences in the world? "

    Jian Shiwu choked back a sob.

    His small head which was never so nimble turned up in a rare moment of cleverness and analyzed this passage from Shen Cheng.

    If there shouldn¡¯t be so many coincidences in the world, then, did Shen Cheng choose this school and this class specifically? Meaning, in fact, the friendship they had in junior high school that year, Shen Cheng didn''t forget, he really wasn''t that cold-blooded and heartless, he still had him in his heart.

 CH 56

Not only did the students in the class think so, but even other students in school thought so too.

 CH 57

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    Chapter 57:

    Jian Shiwu was shocked at his mother''s behavior, "Mom?"

    Zhen Meilie pointed at the relatives section, "Well, how is the registration done?"

    As he was about to speak, the woman bent down and the body committee could smell the comforting light fragrance of her body. This was definitely an exquisite noblewoman, no heavy make-up.

    The makeup Zhen Mei put on today was a light one, although she was in her thirties, her beautifully maintained face could not show any marks left by age, her skin was as smooth as cream, her long slender eyelashes blinked slightly, her big round eyes were the same as Jiam Shiwu''s. Her voice was gentle, and she smiled, "Shen Cheng and Jian Shiwu¡¯s projects are have our names written on them."

    The sports commissioner dared to say that he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life, and even now he was blushing when he was so close: "Um...okay, okay!"

    Zhen Meilie smiled, "Thank you."

    After registering, they had to go back to the class area to rest for the time being.

    Jian Shiwu said to them, "Mum and Dad, you''ll have to wait here, I''ll go to the classroom and bring you two chairs over."

    Zhen Meilie nodded: "Let your father go with you."

    Jian Zicheng also put his arm around his child''s shoulder, looked at the child and said with a smile, "Daddy will go with you."

    The boy was gradually getting close to being shoulder-to-shoulder with his father, and Jian leaned against him, "Okay, just so Dad can get one for me."

    Jiam Zicheng: "Hey you kid, you''re learning to boss your dad around..."

    The two father and son left while chatting, leaving Zhen Meilie alone, because Shen Cheng''s game has not yet started, and there is no seat for her in the class, so decided to go to the bathroom to wash up and wait for the child to come back.

 CH 58

The 1,000 meters race ended, in 2 minutes and 49 seconds, breaking even the school''s all-time record.

 CH 59

When the awards were over, Zhen Meilie and Jian Zicheng walked off the stage.

 CH 60

    At the beginning, Jian had almost no expectations for this parent-child sports day, but it unexpectedly became the happiest day of the whole year for him, and at the end of a tiring and busy day, he went home and immediately fell asleep on his pillow, until the alarm clock rang several times the next morning to no avail.

 CH 61

    Jian Shiwu had no idea about any of this. Because of the sports day, the last week before the final exams had many people feeling impatient, study efficiency was low, even some of the previous knowledge of the textbook was forgotten.

    ''......"

    Shen Cheng closed the love letter and took a moment to restrain his killing intent.

    Luckily he didn''t read it back then, he thought. Otherwise he might not have been able to resist kicking Jane Shiwu into a ditch.

 CH 62

It was already afternoon when Jian Shiwu woke up from his nap.

 CH 63

There was silence at the dinner table.

 CH 64

This poll was supposed to be a fair and impartial democratic vote, originally everyone was an amateur and everyone was on the same starting line,but when krypton gold players like this with their own full-level inscriptions appeared, everything became different.

 CH 65

Jian Shiwu was...dumbfounded.

 CH 66

Jian Shiwu was at a loss for words.

 CH 67

It is clear that today''s weather is good, the sun is hot, but the girls just suddenly felt a chill, especially from the boy in front, the chill was even more profound.

 CH 68

    Jian Shiwu was full after eating over here for a while. Although he said he would not force himself to lose weight, he would still increase his exercise and intentionally control his weight, and try to pick some fruit salad to eat, just to fill up his stomach. Then he¡¯d eat a little steak for the remaining replenishment.

 CH 69

By the time many people arrived at the news, both Wang Jian''an and Ma Zai were already wrapped up in towels by attendants, and a family doctor had also rushed over to take care of them.

 CH 70

The smell of alcohol was strong in the whole room, and Qiao An and Shen Cheng talked a lot.

 CH 71

Jian Shiwu was thinking about getting ice cream, when he heard Annie mention Shen Cheng so he turned and looked back at him, he was wearing a light colored attire today, casual and comfortable, different from his usual school uniform look, this casual dressing made him look youthful and teenage.

 CH 72

The car was quiet all of a sudden.

 CH 73

"Drip"

 CH 74

Airport

 CH 75

After that day, Jian Siwu never saw Shen Cheng again.

 CH 76

Four years late

 CH 77

Downstairs

 CH 78

All the interns went out feeling a bit uneasy.

 CH 79

You say what?

 CH 80

The room fell into silence all of a sudden.

 CH 81

Jian Shiwu was frozen, standing still for a short while as he looked at him.

 CH 82

    Isn¡¯t this just making things difficult for others?

    Lu Wan knew it in her heart, but she didn''t expect Jian Shiwu to be stubborn: "It''s okay, Sister Wan, work is work, there''s no reason to ask the leader to ask for mercy? I understand."

    No, you don''t understand at all.

    Lu Wan spoke in a low voice that the audience could not hear, but they heard what Jian Shiwu said and could not help but feel emotional.

    "Jinzhe¡¯s words at noon irritated little Jian.¡±

    "Yeah, saying that he only has luck and no ability."

    "Actually, he''s quite strong at heart."

    "I used to have to do a lot of work for some reason when I first started working, and I didn¡¯t have anywhere to go to talk about it."

    The hands on the clock moves slowly, it was getting more late .

    Almost the entire floor was gone. When the clock rang at 22 o''clock, Jian Shiwu hadn¡¯t yet left the office. Even the live broadcast room was closed but he was still struggling in front of the computer. .

    At 11 o''clock, a security guard came over and said, "Comrade, we can''t keep people at night, go home first."

    Only then did Jian Shiwu hold all the unfinished papers, ready to go home and do them again.

 CH 83

No content

 CH 84

The secretary was still watching, and was caught off guard by Shen Cheng''s gaze.

 CH 85

Jian Shiwu stood up straight in shock.

 CH 86

Lu Renyi was stunned by the shout.

 CH 87

Jian Shiwu didn''t respond for a while. He was stunned, and then he understood what Shen Cheng meant. He was a little embarrassed and aggrieved: "Is this the time to say this!"

 CH 88

No content

 CH 89

Jian Shiwu was in a trance all day long. Until Su Yuluo came over and said, "Are you going?"

 CH 90

The atmosphere in the car seemed to heat up all of a sudden.

 CH 91

As Jian Shiwu went up the stairs, he heard Xie Feng whisper to him as he introduced the furnishings of the house.

 CH 92

    Zhen Mei was dumbfounded. In fact, from childhood, Jian Shiwu would not cry like this in front of her because of injuries, the last time in her memory seemed to be when he participated in a little sports meeting, at that time he fell on the track, the little child could not bear the pain and cried like a mess. In her memory he would only cry like this if he was in great pain.

 CH 93

In the afternoon, Jian Shiwu went back to the office, looking for Gu Duan to write the attendance slip for going out, and of course, returning that black gold gift box was the main point.

 CH 94

After Jian Shiwu gathered the courage to finish his confession, his heart felt very tense.

 CH 95

A silence fell over the room.

 CH 96

Fame

 CH 97

    Fang Tingyu was stunned. To be precise, she couldn''t even believe her ears, her face was a little distorted, she asked Jian Shiwu with a stern look, almost trembling: "Do you know what you''re talking about?!"

    Jian Shiwu held the wig in his hand, and he looked at the woman sitting with magnanimity, with a smile on his face: "I know."

    The planner was also stunned stupid. He came over to Jian Shiwu and said, "Mr. Jian, it''s not that I don''t believe you, but for the role of Fang Tingyu''s cosplay, it also needs someone who can play the guzheng."

    This guzheng is really not something anyone can play.

    This can be regarded as to why Fang Tingyu had the courage to make trouble. Although she is arrogant and rude, she actually has a reputation as a talented girl and this was just a way to get the organizers to go along with her so she can achieve her goal. It''s not like she really wants to do make real trouble.

    Seeing that Jian Shiwu was silent, Fang Tingyu sneered, and returned to her arrogant look: "Now the newcomers in the entertainment industry are really ignorant, thinking that they are really good looking and can pick up jobs at will. There are some things that requires a good foundation, not all of them can be¡­¡±

    "I can."

    A crisp and clear voice sounded in the room.

    Fang Tingyu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jian Shiwu in surprise, and saw Jian Shiwu standing in front of the planner, neither humble nor arrogant: "I have studied Guzheng for several years, and I also havw on-the-spot experience, although there is no way to play the track you planned for in such a short period of time, but other tracks can be temporarily used to save the day.¡±

    The planner was delighted

    As long as you know the guzheng, you can save the field and not let them fall into a dilemma. The rest is fine. He reassured in disbelief: "Jian, are you really willing?"

    Jian Shiwu nodded: "No problem, if you don''t mind it."

    The planner turned to look at her and said, "Then are you willing to come on stage?"

    This is the ultimatum for her.

    Seeing that the situation was not good, the assistant next to her said quickly, "Sister, why don''t we just wear this wig, don''t argue, take it easy, there are still quite a few of your fans waiting on the outside?"

    Originally, she persuaded Fang Tingyu to soften her, but what she didn''t expect was the opposite effect. Fang Tingyu, who was a little flustered at first, seemed to have suddenly found the backbone. She remembered that she still had fans and fame which JuanShiwu didn¡¯t have.

    Fang Tingyu foolishly cleared her throat and said in a loud voice: "Planner Lu, outside are all my fans, they all come to see me and it has nothing to do with your games and characters, so what if you find someone who can play the guzheng, no one wants to see him, it has to be me on the stage."

    These words, unbiased, thrust a knife into Planner Lu''s heart.

    His own company, his own game project that he had put too much effort into and loved, would actually be devalued by a female star as worthless!

    With this in mind, planner Lu couldn''t care less about saving face, he sneered and turned to Jian Shiwu, "Mr. Jian, thank you for being willing to save the day, your help to me, to our game, and to Ji company today will not be forgotten, please move to the dressing room next to us, I will arrange it for you."

    Jian Shiwu hurriedly said, "You are too kind, I am also a trainee at Ji''s, a family does not speak like they are two families."

    The man laughed and enthusiastically patted Jian Shiwu''s shoulder.

    Two people left in quick succession, leaving Fang Tingyu and her assistant in the dressing room. Looking at the tightly closed door the woman was dumbfounded, she originally just wanted to make bait and use a little force for the organizer to step back a bit, but what she didn¡¯t expect was to kill her general herself, and actually end up in such a situation, or rather, she simply couldn¡¯t figure out why the plan suddenly changed to this.

    Seeing her bad face, the assistant said softly, "Sister Yu, what should we do? Ji''s family is not easy to mess with. If we are judged to be in breach of contract today, we will definitely be held accountable. Gu Cancan will definitely scold me, you said..."

    "Slap!"

    A sharp red mark appeared on the assistant''s white face, and because of the strong force, the assistant just froze for two seconds, then tears started falling down, and Fang Tingyu said, "Can you blame me? How would I know that there will be a sudden appearance of Jian Shiwu, how would I know that he can play the guzheng, what do you mean now blaming me!"

    The assistant covered her face and said with difficulty, "I''m sorry sister, I didn''t mean it like that."

    Fang Tingyu''s face twisted up in anger and she snorted, "That Jian Shiwu, I think he might have come here today to steal a role from me, that planner was so quick to agree. I think he might be having an affair with him, just wait, don''t think it''s a big deal to have Ji''s shitty planner as your backer, I''ll make sure he knows what happens when he steals my role! "

 CH 98

    West of the city

    Although the game "Coming Out" would hold an interactive meeting every year, this time is undoubtedly the most lively and had the greatest response on the Internet. The director of "Go Workers" didn''t even expect that his show would become popular again with Ji''s game event.

    When Jian Shiwu came down from the stage, planner Lu was full of tears, holding his hand and shaking endlessly: "Brother Jian, didn''t you see, I was right about you."

    "Brother, don¡¯t be polite." Jian Shiwu a little uncomfortable: "I¡¯m glad I could be of help you."

    When he was on the stage he couldn¡¯t see properlt, but now that they were close, Planner Lu found that Jian Shiwu''s face was pale, and his voice was a little low. He was a little worried. He got up and said, "Are you all right, are you not feeling well?"

    "A little bit."

    Jian Shiwu nodded. The robe he was wearing looked elegant but it was actually very thick. It was summer and although there was air-conditioning at the venue, it was still hot because there were too many people. He was covered with a thick layer, and his body was feeling stuffy with a low-grade fever. He only felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He didn''t think much of it before, but now the felt the discomfort come up when he got off the stage.

    Planner Lu said with some difficulty: "But we still have a handshake meeting in half an hour. The collective cosplayers have to give back to the fans, can you...stay for a while?"

    Jian Shiwu pursed his lips, he wanted to refuse, but then planner Lu said: "Of course, we won¡¯t force it, you go back to the dressing room to rest first, if you still feel uncomfortable even after a while, then there''s nothing we can do and I''ll call you a car right away."

    Jian Shiwu said, "Thank you so much, I''ll first go to rest and take a break as your busy."

    The planner agreed.

    Jian Shiwu didn''t know what was happening on the Internet. After returning to the dressing room, he was pulled by the makeup artist and saw the many comments on the Internet. When he saw his name in a hot search on Weibo, he dared to believe it after confirming it again and again. The girl reminded him, "Look at your own Weibo account, has it gone up?"

    The words woke the dreamer.

    Jian Shiwu opened his Weibo, the message were 99+. The increase in followers also surprised him, before this he only had about 200,000 followers, but after just less than half an hour of performance, his followers increased to 80w+!

    The makeup artist said next to him, "I''m sure it''ll go up again, I''ll definitely post a friend circle saying that I did this makeup for you hehehe, I''ll definitely be envied to death!"

    Jian Shiwu looked at her happy face and he also smiled.

 CH 99

    The ward suddenly fell into silence.

    Only the breath of the man sitting by the bed gradually became chaotic. His dark eyes were astonishingly bright. He grasped the slender and white wrists of the youth on the bed. Shen Cheng lowered his body, looking down at the beautiful and clear person. He asked him in a low voice: "What did you call me?"

    Jian Shiwu¡¯s big eyes reflected Shen Cheng¡¯s somewhat misty figure, his brain chaotic. He was so thirsty, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke. Seeing that Shen Cheng was still, he poked at him a little aggrieved: "I want to drink water."

    Shen Cheng said stubbornly, "What did you call me?

    " Husband...?"

    Jian Shiwu slowly called out subconsciously, with a touch of uncertainty.

    The man''s eyes darkened as he got up and poured a glass of warm water from the kettle on the coffee table next to him, personally bringing it to the youth lying on the bed, first gently stroking him to sit up, then feeding him the water one mouthful at a time.

    Jian Shiwu was so thirsty that he finished his glass and then looked at him again, "More."

    It was like asking a servant, no one would have dared to ask Shen Cheng to do such trivial things on a normal day, but the man sitting on the edge of the bed was willing to pour the water, and even tried it himself before bringing it to him because he was afraid it might not be the right temperature.

    It wasn''t until he had drunk the whole three glasses of water that Jian felt a little better, and the whole time he was drinking he was being good, showing a stickiness to Shen Cheng that he had never had before, like a doddering flower that had been kept in the house clinging to and attached to him.

    Shen Cheng opened his lips and asked him, "Do you still want to drink?"

    Jian Shi Wu obediently shook his head: "I''m not thirsty anymore."

    Maybe it was because after drinking the water, the temperature in his body had dropped and he was much more awake from the daze he had just woken up in. The youth was slowly coming around, he raised his face to look at Shen Cheng sitting beside him. Because he was feeding him water, Jian Shiwu was leaning a little closer and he was presenting a look of being nestled in the man''s arms, very intimate. He awakened and thought about his current relationship with Shen Cheng, and with some shyness as an afterthought, pushed him, "You, you go and sit on the chair next to him."

    "Why?"

    Shen Cheng looked down with a pair of dark eyes. The man raised his eyebrows, seemingly with a bit of mischief: "Mr. Jian after finishing to drink the water, you now chase me to sit away?"

    The word "used and thrown" was almost pasted on Jian Shiwu.

    Jian Shi Wu was a little annoyed, but his voice was soft and coquettish: "Stop it."

    Shen Cheng put his arms around his waist, no longer giving him a hard time, just said in a low voice: "Then call me again. "

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The Ward

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On the other end of the phone, Fang Tingyu, who heard the answer, was dumbfounded. There is no moment in her life that will shock her more than now.

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When the opinions and debates on Weibo had reached the boiling point, at two o''clock in the afternoon, a small account that was not usually noticed sent out a Weibo post, bringing up the topic of the "Coming Out" exhibition, and was soon noticed by netizens and made it to the hot search.

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An awkward silence fell over the car.

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    For Jian Shiwu, this was undoubtedly something that was very difficult to digest. He knew very little about Ji company, and had tried to ask around from his parents in the past, but the result was that Jian Zicheng and the others always gave him a perfunctory response with the attitude of ¡°don''t worry about adults'' business¡± which led him to look at the Ji''s news only from the financial side, but only a few strokes, which had little effect.

    He could have guessed that the water was not shallow for such a large company, but he could not have expected it to be so deep. He had thought that Shen Cheng''s pressure and burden was only to keep the whole company running, but now he thought he had taken it for granted.

    "Is it really... Gu Duan?"

    Su Yuluo looked down at him, "Why do you have a look of hurt."

    Jian Shiwu choked.

    "According to reason, your contact with this company is only modest, and you are not one of the two parties, so why did you react so violently when you found out that Gu Duan was from the Tang Party." Su Yuluo smiled and said, "After all, you are still being led by him, you should be on the same line as him, shouldn''t you?"

    "......"

    Jian Shiwu had a heart attack.

    He wasn''t going to get on the same page as Donald.

    But he didn''t have time to react as he was already in the corridor and the cameraman was following him again, so there was no more time to talk. Jian Shiwu was not the kind of person who would bring his personal emotions into his work, Gu Duan had given him the job of collecting information, whether the two were on different sides now or not, he had to do his job properly.

    Jian Shiwu probably had almost finished sorting it out before taking it to Gu Duan, knocked on the door and spoke respectfully, "Sir, I''ve finished sorting out all the information."

    Gu Duan crossed his legs and casually said "hmmm¡±.

    The office had only been tidied up in the morning, and now there was a mess on the table, and there were even cigarette butts, this man was the design director of the project team, but if one didn''t know, they¡¯d have thought he was a bandit.

    Jian Shiwu inwardly lamented, "Is there anything else I should do?"

    Gu Duan was looking at the documents in his hand, waved at him and said, "Come here, translate these for me."

    In fact, Jian Shiwu''s own English was not very good, but Gu Duan''s was even worse than his, so the difficulty of translation was low, a simple direct translation was all that was needed.

    Even if his academic qualifications belong to the bottom of the chain of contempt in Ji company, but why does Gu Duan who seems to be worse than his own academic performance can sit in this position?

    Is it related to the Tang Party?

    Is it possible that all of Donald''s people don''t need to have their education looked at?

    He was lost in thought when he heard a scolding voice in his ear, "What are you doing?"

    Jian shuddered, startled, and looked up to meet Gu Duan''s unkind gaze.

    "I''m sorry." He honestly admitted his mistake.

    Because of the translation work, the two of them were a little closer together, and Jian Shiwu always had a fragrant milk fragrance on his body. When he raised his face, the small fair face was also soft. When those round black eyes looked at him, it was as if some small animal was staring innocently at him.

    Gu Duan swallowed the scolding that was on his lips. He leaned back, half reclining in his chair, and craned his neck in discomfort: "You can give me a separate version of the translation of that just now."

    Jane Shiwu: "Okay."

    He looked at Gu Duan as he was always rubbing his neck and asked, "Is it uncomfortable?"

    Gu Duan blurted out, "Mm."

    "Did you not sleep well last night, why don''t I give you a massage?" Jian Shiwu said as soon as he sorted out the information, "I used to give my parents a massage at home too."

    Gu Duan closed his eyes uncomfortably and tried to sleep: "It''s an old problem."

    Jian Shiwu also wanted to quiz about the Tang Party, the best way is to get closer to Gu Duan closer, maybe he could know more. So seeing the man did not really refuse, he put the documents aside to come over to help him rub his shoulders.

    Through the shirt, he could feel the man''s muscles were very hard and tense, this generally meant two kinds of conditions, either it is from constant fitness, or not very good health.

    After pressing for a session, Gu Duan loosened his brow, "Your hands are still really okay."

    "Yeah." Jian had a little brag, "If I lost my job in the future, opening a massage parlour wouldn''t be bad business."

    Gu Duan stifled a laugh: "Just like you, it''s good to be sold and not count the money kid."

    Cut!

    You sound like you''re so awesoms.

    Jian Shiwu rolled his eyes where he couldn''t see, but also because of Gu Duan''s movement problem, he vaguely saw the wounds on this man''s back, all of them were some old wounds, but the scars left were very gruesome. Jian Shiwu was short of knowledge, and couldn''t tell how these were left, but he was sure that these were not ordinary bruises, some of these wounds were deep enough leave such big scars.

    Gu Duan felt his pause: "What are you staring at."

    Jane Shiwu: "Nothing....."

    "You saw them?" Gu Duan reached for a cigarette, lit a root and said lazily, "Spooked?"

    Jian Shiwu took the opportunity to inquire and said, "How did you get them?"

    "Just came that way."

    "Do your job." Gu Duan snorted, he spat a circle of smoke at Jian Shiwu, his red hair flared, and his face was indifferent: "Mind your own fucking business."

    Jian Shiwu choked for a moment.

    He was caught off guard by the smoke, his lungs were uncomfortable, he coughed uncontrollably, his face was red, his eyes were red, he glared at Gu Duan, very fierce.

    Just when Gu Duan thought this little rabbit was going to scold someone.

    Standing straight, Jian Shiwu rolled up his sleeves and continued to press, not knowing which acupuncture point on Gu Duan''s back was pressed, the man who was smoking a cigarette was shaken by the sudden onslaught of soreness, and his cigarette fell off his leg.

    Gu Duan: "Holy shit ......"

    Jian Shiwu looked down at him with great concern, his small white face full of concern: "It''s alright, I''m helping you to clear the circulation in your body, a person who is in good health will be fine, it won''t hurt a lot, you can''t stand it?"

    No man would admit that he couldn''t.

    Gu Duan''s face turned blue, the little rabbit in front of him seemed to have evolved into a black rabbit, gloating was written all over his eyes, the man gritted his teeth, "Not bad for unblocking, my neck is already fine, don''t press it."

    Jian Shiwu smiled: "Next time, ask me again ha."

    Gu Duan could not wait to kick him in the feet.

    The smile on Jian Shiwu''s face only slowly disappeared when he came out of the office with the information in his arms. He felt that he was really too naive, whether it was Gu Duan, the seemingly unpredictable Su Yuluo, his parents who were hiding everything from him, or Shen Cheng who kept his mouth shut, he was like a stupid person who knew nothing, foolishly living in what he thought was the Garden of Eden.

    If Donald was really that powerful, Shen Cheng''s situation should have been very difficult back then, Ji Yuan Sheng was in a coma, there were major shareholders and opposing families eyeing like tigers, and then there was the ambitious Tang family who was pressing step by step. And that year, Shen Cheng had just finished the college entrance examination.

    Shen Cheng went to the United States with a different kind of mood.

    And, why did Shen Cheng never mention a word to him, either because he didn''t trust him, or he felt that he was useless. It was obviously an equal relationship, why didn''t he say a word.

    ...

    Because he was depressed all day, Jian Shi didn''t contact anyone after get off work. He put on a mask and a hat, took the subway and strolled around a small street. It was very lively here, with street stalls everywhere. There are some small businesses shouting offers.

    He was looking at them when the mobile phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Shen Cheng calling and picked it up: "Hello."

    Shen Cheng''s voice came from the other end of the line, "Where are you."

    "I''m outside, what''s wrong?"

    There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment.

    Then Shen Cheng said, "Aren''t you going to send me a message after getting off work?"

    "Huh?"

    When had they ever agreed to this sort of thing.

    Then he heard the usual commanding, calm and collected male voice on the other end of the line: "We haven''t seen each other all day today."

    Jian Shiwu was flabbergasted.

    The crowd was raging, but the depression that had been hovering in his chest had somehow dissipated, and he arched his eyebrows and whispered, "Did you miss me?"

    There wasn¡¯t a squeak on the other end of the line.

    Mr. Shen''s pride prevented him from nodding his head in such a hopeless manner.

    Jian Shiwu laughed out loud as he said, "I''ll send you the address, come over if you get off work early today."

    Shen Cheng will answer quickly: "Wait for me."

    A call is not a big deal, but just hearing the other''s voice will make him get in a better mood. Jian Shiwu then put away the phone with a new mind-set, even if he didn¡¯t know Shen Cheng for the time being, it didn¡¯t matter, they still have a life time, everything will come in time, right?

    ......

    Two hours later

    The Bentley''s back row was piled up with bits and pieces of knick-knacks, the back compartment also had quite a few snacks and toys. The usually very serious, Ji''s CEO''s special business car had was a faint smell of street spicy hotpot. Jian Shiwu ate and drank enough, and was now playing with the braided rope in his hand.

    Shen Cheng told him to sit back, "Put on your seat belt."

    Because it was a private itinerary, Secretary Wang did not follow and Shen Cheng was the driver. Jian Shiwu sat in the co-pilot lazily without shape, and his slender fingers were still weaving flower ropes. Recently at the Chrysanthemum Festival, there is the habit of wearing ropes, but generally children or those couples who are in love like to wear them.

    Jian Shiwu did it for the first time, and the compilation was crooked. He asked Shen Cheng, "How is it?"

    Shen Cheng looked at it for a while and gave his opinion: "Ugly."

    "......"

    His self-confidence was dealt a blow.

    Jian Shiwu bristled, huffing and pouting as he retrieved the flower rope and whispered to him, "No taste."

    Just in time for the traffic lights, Shen Cheng gave him a sideways glance: "I have bad taste?"

    Jian Shiwu was upset, and gave a soft hum in reply.

    Shen Cheng''s dark eyes seemed to glide over with a smirk, the man''s voice with a touch of mischief: "Are you belittling yourself."

    Jian Shiwu didn¡¯t move for a while, his clumsy little brain slowed down as it took a while to understand what it meant, a sense of embarrassment filled his heart, and he wanted to put the flower rope away: "If you dislike it, forget it."

    Shen Cheng raised an eyebrow noncommittally, "Angry?"

    Jian Shiwu took the snacks from the back seat and opened the bag to eat, his mouth bulging with food, ignoring him.

    Shen Cheng stretched out his arm and took the flower rope, he looked at it and put it next to him.

    Jian Shiwu was startled.

    The red light passed, the man started the car and saw the snacker next to him staring, and slowly spoke: "Isn''t it for me, I kept it."

    Jian Shiwu seized the opportunity: "Don''t you think it¡¯s too ugly?

    "I can''t help it."

    The corners of Shen Cheng''s mouth were slightly hooked as he spoke slowly and deliberately, ¡°Who made me have poor taste."

    Day Two

    At lunchtime in the cafeteria, Jian Shiwu followed a few of the interns to eat together, it was the only time they could have the time to chat and exchange a bit of gossip with each other.

    Sun Liman is worthy of being on the front line of eating melons: "Hey, have you heard? I heard someone say this morning that our President Shen has a red flower rope on his wrist!"

    This thing is the same as the leather band that is popular on the internet now.

    Su Yuluo was worthy of the village network, puzzled: "What"

    Jin Zhe looked at Jian Shiwu with a meaningful gaze and explained, "Stupid ah, it means, there is something up with Mr. Shen."

    Su Yuluo ate with his head down and said, "This kind of rope will be tied from home. It is also a custom at the Chrysanthemum Festival."

    Jian Shiwu was looking very guilty, and he responded as he drank his soup, "Yeah, the family will tie it and you can buy it on the roadside."

    Sun Liman smiled and said: "What do you know, that thing is not an ordinary style, but a mandarin duck chain woven with flowers. It looks like it was made by the little lover himself, but I just don''t know where the other pair is."

    Jian¡¯s movements gave a pause, and he almost choked on his soup, holding his face red.

    Sun Liman said, "Is everything okay?"

    "It''s fine."

    He calmed down and tried hard not to be seen. He moved his legs a little uneasily, but he didn''t dare to say anything, the so-called other half of the flower rope was tied to his ankle.

    Sun Liman sighed a sentence: "This is a mess, today the company estimates that half of the young boys and girls will lose their love."

    Jian Shiwu was too weak to look up.

    Jin Zhe smiled and said, "That can''t be helped, those who capable get the best."

    "That''s true." Sun Liman made a "tsk"  sound: "But I heard, that flower rope braided was quite ugly, I say, my eight-year-old niece braids better than that, such a hand chain, Mr. Shen''s taste is really unique ah!"

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It was a very complicated day for Jian Shiwu. Although he was happy that Shen Cheng was wearing his flower rope, he wasn''t happy that people kept saying that the ugly flower rope was created by someone who designed it in an ingenious way. It didn¡¯t make him happy at all.

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Jian Shiwu was so angry! He wasn''t really the kind of person who had to make a fuss because his boyfriend was busy at work, but he just felt left out and a little aggrieved.

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The evening breeze blew over with a bit of coolness.

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The atmosphere in the room became a little embarrassing because of the entry and exit of Zhen Meili.

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The next day

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Inside, Jian Shiwu¡¯s heart was broken.

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When Jian Shiwu heard this answer, his heart grew slightly complicated.

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At the edge of the forest in the night, two people were holding onto each other.

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No content

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At the gazebo, there was a silence.

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At this moment, it can be said that Donald''s face was just wonderful, from the beginning, his ¡°do you know what you are talking about¡± face slowly turned into disbelief.

 CH 116

Jian Shiwu was dumbfounded, or to be precise, the whole room was stunned.

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At that moment, Jian Shiwu''s brain was buzzing. He even thought he might have been hallucinating, but the real game interface appeared in front of him, along with the familiar game id: Xing

 CH 118

Jian Shiwu''s first impression of this role was that it was a novelty. However, after a short period of reflection, he felt that one should not judge a character from the surface, but to explore the character on a deeper level.

 CH 119

Jian Shiwu never thought that one day he would actually have to learn how to seduce a man. But he really liked the role of Ling Chen and wanted to try it out.

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Jian Shiwu was frozen in place by Shen Cheng''s words. He choked up, then paused and said with some annoyance, "What''s wrong with you?"

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"......"

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There was a moment of silence after Jian Shiwu''s words fell.

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    What the author has to say.

    Of course, the words brave were quickly put away again by Shen Cheng after half an hour. The environment at home was so chaotic that he used to go to the gazebo in the park to do his homework, and this time, that place he often went to was occupied by another figure, and with it, a somewhat familiar figure.

    Jian Shiwu sat on the pier of the gazebo, crying.

    Yes, that little bully who had just fought and still had a proud face, this time was shrinking into a ball of grievances, looking psychologically fragile, and huffing, as if he had suffered greatly, and muttering while in pain, "Where''s the fat pig, I''m a human being, not a pig..."

    But he did not expect that Jian Shiwu played a somewhat surprising persistence and perseverance in this matter:

    "Shen Cheng...¡±

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    Extra 2:

    However, Shen Cheng did not think it was such a difficult thing. The business world had procedures and calculations that were very complicated to ordinary people. But to Shen Cheng''s cognition, they can be solved step by step.

    If there was one thing that he found difficult, it was probably his wife, Jian Shiwu.

    He and his wife do not get along very well. Since the marriage, he had been busy with work, but he did not forget to fulfill the responsibilities of a husband, whether from the financial or from not restricting Jian Shiwu. He had not once argued with Jian Shiwu, even if there are really things are not done properly, he woulld only point out properly, and will not make things difficult for his wife.

    Shen Cheng even felt that he actually spoiled his wife very much.

    For example, when Jian Shiwu made a mess in the kitchen in order to cook, and also burned his hand, he was calm and sensible: "You are not fit to cook, don''t do it in the future."

    When his wife went to the mall and bought clothes for him in the wrong size, he would be very considerate and say, "You can just buy for yourself, I can buy my own clothes."

    When Jian Shiwu called him on New Year''s Day to say that he wanted to celebrate, he also knew that he had to show his appreciation for the holidays and that he would have to give red packets: "I transferred a sum of money to you, happy holidays."

    So, Shen Cheng felt that he had handled everything quite well, whether it was a big or small matter, but there was just one thing he didn''t quite understand. He seemed to be doing everything well, but it seemed that his relationship with Jian Shiwu as a couple remained lukewarm, of course, it was probably the same for most married families.

    The turning point came one rainy night, the day he had just finished a meeting and received an unprecedented phone call from Jian Shiwu, the person on the other end seemed to be a little drunk: "Husband, can you come and pick me up?"

    He is drunk.

    That was Shen Cheng''s first reaction.

    It had sort of been a while since Jian Shiwu had taken the initiative to call him, and he didn''t even seem to have heard Jian Shiwu call him husband for a long time.

    Therefore, when he saw this call, even though the secretary told him that he had a client to meet later, Shen Cheng concluded after just a little thought, "Push it off, I have something to do tonight."

    The secretary was smart enough not to ask more about the reason and just respectfully said, "Okay boss."

    He had driven to that restaurant alone, expecting it to be Jian Shiwu and his friends having a get-together, but when he pushed open the room, he realized that there were quite a

    number of people gathered there. It was because of this opportunity that he had the chance to meet this group of colleagues, and to his somewhat surprise, the group was equally slightly surprised when they saw him.

    "This¡­ this is?"

    "Sir, you are?"

    "Got the wrong room?"

    A man dressed in a suit had appeared here, that powerful aura and handsome appearance, some people were born to give a sense of unattainability. Moreover, the crowd felt that it was impossible to climb into a relationship with him.

    While the group of employees were doubt, in the corner, a drowsy and drank-over-a-little wine Jian Shiwu gently raised his hand, he said: "Here. "

    Shen Cheng followed the voice and looked over, and saw a drunken Jian.

    Jian Shiwu¡¯s temperament was usuallh relatively easy going, but today, perhaps because of drunkenness, he looked much more honest and well-behaved, with his face flushed.

    Shen Cheng frowned inaudibly and walked over, reaching out to take the cup away before speaking, "Don''t drink it."

    Not knowing what motivated him, Shen Cheng opened his lips: "Does it matter I like you or not?"

    As he used all his mind to deal with the affairs of country M, something happened to Jian''s family. Jian Zicheng was cheated while doing business with others. The company may face the possibility of bankruptcy. When he heard the news, he was still in country m.

    When looking for a solution, he only thought that Jian Zicheng''s arrogant temperament should not accept his explicit help, so he said to the secretary: "You go back to China first, and see which company is going to buy them, don''t be too obvious."

    At that time, he thought that he would return to China in another ten days at most, and that he would then handle the matter properly in person, first he had to deal with the Donald tangle at hand.

    He was in a meeting the day he learned of Jian Shiwu¡¯s car accident. When his secretary called, he even thought for a moment that he was joking, until the secretary said it again in a careful tone, "Madam''s car had an accident on the outer ring, it was raining so hard that it hit the bridge."

    Shen Cheng had never had a moment in his life when his mind was as black and confused as when he received this phone call, his heart felt like it had been struck hard, and he couldn''t breathe for awhile.

    Shen Cheng''s voice felt like it was squeezed out as he inquired, "Jian....?"

    The secretary didn''t dare to breathe heavily and only dared to say quickly, "The car, the car crashed down the river, a rescue team had already gone to look for him, but it was raining too much and after searching for a few more hours, they said..."

    Even through the phone, the secretary could feel the hostility in Shen Cheng''s voice: "Keep looking."

    The few short words came from the other end of the phone, but the intense chill, cold and piercing, was enough to make people''s hearts tremble. When the phone was hung up, the secretary realized that he was covered in a layer of cold sweat, as if he had turned around from the gates of life.

    He knew that Shen Cheng would be back soon, but he didn''t expect it to be so soon. He had unprecedentedly used the Ji''s private jet for the first time and when he appeared in the frosty dew, the secretary was almost unable to recognize him, with his scarlet eyes and even somewhat messy clothes, not the same as the mature and stable man he used to be, as if he wouldn''t be afraid even if the sky collapsed.

    "boss......"

    Shen Cheng spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "Have you found it?"

    The secretary shook his head gently, and he too was about to cry: "The rain was too heavy, and the river was fast yesterday, the car was salvaged, but strangely¡­ no¡­no one was there."

    In those few days, it felt as if Shen Cheng had aged a lot.

    It was a very strange thing, the body was never found, the salvage rescue team was always there, and Shen Cheng was always at the scene, but almost always to no avail, the rescue

    team searched for as long as Shen Cheng kept watch. He had not closed his eyes for a long time, it was as if something was keeping him together and he just couldn¡¯t sleep.

    When the secretary came to report, he said, "Boss, it''s been a week, the company still has some things for you to deal with, do you want to go back?"

    Shen Cheng said, "Bring it here and I¡¯ll deal with it here."

    The secretary mustered up the courage to say, "It''s been a few days, why don''t you go back and take a rest..."

    As expected, before the words fell, he received a somewhat harsh gaze from Shen Cheng, the bloodshot eyes were like a harsh beast, making people''s heart panic. He could only suppress the words in his heart.

    A bottle of water was sent over: "Then you always need to drink some water and eat something, otherwise your body won''t hold up and you won''t be able to keep watch here."

    Shen Cheng didn''t take the food in his other hand, just took the water over and drank two sips, then instructed, "On the company side you bring the documents and the computer, if anything happens..."

    Under the secretary''s eyes, his voice grew weaker and weaker as he spoke, as if sensing something, the man''s eyes swept him with a fierce glance, and eventually he couldn''t resist passing out.

    The secretary hurriedly folded his hands: "I''m sorry boss, I didn''t mean to, but you really can''t stay up any longer, just rest for awhile."

    Then he turned his head, "Go back to the flat."

    The driver started the car familiarly and left the riverside.

    The secretary looked at Shen Cheng with some trepidation as he mumbled and also showed such a smile. He couldn''t help but feel a little horrified, and even wondered if it would be better to make a psychiatric appointment for Mr. Shen to see.

    But very quickly, except for that day where he acted strange, Shen Cheng seemed to have suddenly returned to normal. He set up a funeral for Jian Shiwu. The Jian family did not have many people, so a few members came. Next to him were two tombstones, Jian Zicheng and Zhen Meili¡¯s tombstones quietly stood in the cold wind, looking unusually ironic.

    It was a bad day, with a light drizzle in the sky. All afternoon, Shen Cheng sat in front of the tombstone not saying a word. Jian Shiwu''s tomb was very simple, except for the unusually deep and conspicuous words on the stone monument, and there was a photograph on the tombstone, in colour, of the young boy smilinh radiantly and lovingly.

    Seeing that it was about to get dark, the secretary''s lips moved and went up to ask: "Boss, it''s time to go."

    Shen Cheng sat there quietly, "You go back."

    The secretary hesitated as he said, "Do you want to be here at night? This is a cemetery...not only will it be cold after dark, but if you are alone, won''t you be...scared?"

    Shen Cheng finally reacted a little, he looked up at the tombstone, his deep eyes gradually became deeper, as if he thought of something, then the man''s voice lowered and said in a faint voice: "That night, how cold was he."

    How scared he would have been.

    There was a cold breeze blowing over and the secretary shivered, he and Jian Shiwu didn''t have much interaction so he couldn''t really appreciate Shen Cheng''s grief too much, however, he could feel the changes in Shen Cheng more directly. Before his wife''s accident, Shen Cheng was career minded, mature and stable, but after Jiam Shiwu''s accident, he really felt how scary Shen Cheng was as a person.

    After that day at the cemetery, this man has changed. Before Shen Cheng was like a civil servant in general: a small business, asking him from time to time what gifts boys like, what new candies are available at the recent candy house, what the hell was that drama yesterday about and why he could not understand Jian Shiwu¡¯s mantra about it.

    That time Shen Cheng although was so serious, but because there was Jian Shiwu, there was just a sense in his body, a that kind of fireworks made that made Shen Cheng real and humane, but the current Shen Cheng, was like as if his life had been taken away as well.

    The secretary knew that Shen Cheng was regretting, too many more words he hadn''t been able to say, and

    remorse for things he hadn''t done well, that this man carried a lot on his back, like a heavy mountain weighing him down, and at one point he mustered the courage to say, "I don''t think Mr. Jian will blame you."

    At those words, he seemed to see that the protective shell that had been built up by Shen Cheng crack, the man lifted his head to look at him, that kind of gaze was something he hadn''t seen for a long time, harsh.

    He thought Shen Cheng might scold him, would chastise him, in fact it would be good, this man had been suppressing it, it would be good if he could burst out.

    But no.

    "Go and do your own thing." Shen Cheng said.

    There were no extra words, no extra expressions, the afterglow of the dusk fell, but it was inexplicably sad, there was no one who could save Shen Cheng, no one. Was the one who was gone suffering, or was the one who was alive suffering a little more? Even he himself did not have a clear answer.

    Such a situation remained, until the arrival of one thing, brought a change, that is the black gold small VR helmet.

    A device developed by Shen Cheng for real interaction on holographic networks. This device helped Shen enter the top 100 companies completely and become the leading presence in the electronic information industry. The secretary knew that Shen Cheng also had an exclusive version of the black gold small helmet, he would log on to the device every day and spend a night in it, the next day he would be in much better spirits. Who were the holographic characters in it and what had Shen Cheng set up? He did not know.

    But the device did save Shen Cheng''s precarious mental situation, but unfortunately no one had the chance to find out what exactly was programmed into his helmet until decades later, when Shen Cheng passed away and the secretary found the little black and gold helmet while rummaging through his belongings.

    With curiosity, he put it on his head and clicked on the start page. Before logging in, he thought, Shen Cheng would have set a living wife to accompany him and reset a perfect marriage, but after the page slowly restarted, what appeared in front of him was a school street.

    He stood there as if he was automatically brought into Shen Cheng''s perspective and character. Then, he walked into a class and saw, standing in front of the back seat, a boy, chubby but cute, who seemed to be holding something in his hand, and upon seeing him, gave an awkward and somewhat confused smile, and the love letter he was holding was squeezed tightly as he stammered a little and explained, "I, I didn''t steal anything from you."