Chapter 21: Coaxing a child

Sheng Mingzhi froze for a long time, repeatedly clicking on Louis Vuitton's official account to confirm that it was the official blog.

He wasn't the only one who was shocked, the internet was also shocked when he clicked on the comments.

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"？？？？"

"You've had your number stolen?"

"I clicked on the LV official blog three times to confirm it was LV, and then clicked on Sheng Mingzhi Weibo three times to confirm it was Sheng Mingzhi, and now I'm starting to doubt my life."

"Holy shit, you went to sell blood? @ Sheng Mingzhi "

"I fucking (I don't understand.jpg)"

"@PeaceYunJing I suspect that the blogger @ Sheng Mingzhi has carried out some illegal and criminal activities to obtain around one million dollars of illegal funds for luxury goods, and report it in name only."

"A little too much for you, wife."

"I have nothing more to offer you now, only my confidence."

......

Sheng Mingzhi has finished going through the comments and is back in the mood as usual.

After all, he is still the VIC of the brand, spending around 3-4 million a year, and Louis has a dedicated SA who works one-on-one with him every year at major shows and exhibitions in China.

It has been sitting at home eating dust for a whole year.

However, this is the first time that we have interacted with a high luxury brand in public.

Louis is not a small brand, so why would he somehow jump out and claim his tweet?

This kind of operation is purely for him, an eighteenth-tier batter, to lift the curry, without ten years of cerebral thrombosis planning can not do this thing.

Sheng Mingzhi has been thinking about it for a while, and already has his mind made up.

Apart from Lu Jiayan, who else would be so idle as to stand up for him.

But, did the dog man get enlightened after taking some magic pill?

Although Sheng Mingzhi doesn't care what the outside world thinks of him.

But hitting back as hard as this in the face, I have to say, was cool to.

He could have eaten the melon for another hour if his phone hadn't run out of battery and switched off automatically.

Sheng Mingzhi's little fox tail is sticking up in the air.

Every move is in Lu Jiayan's sight.

In a good mood, he took a sip of the champagne in front of him, but when he put it down, it overflowed a little and spilled onto his index finger.

Sheng Mingzhi's gaze swept across the table, only to find that there were no tissues on it.

I was about to get up and go to the bathroom.

In a moment of indifference, Lu Jiayan's bony right hand taps on the table.

Sheng Mingzhi froze and turned his head to look at him.

Lu Jiayan said in a matter-of-fact manner, "Is there nothing you want to say?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......?

What are you talking about? Do I have to give you a report to go to the toilet?

...... Are you some kind of teaching director.

Or a male high school student? Planning to go to the bathroom hand in hand with him?

Lu Jiayan's peach blossom eyes stared at him with a smirk, not a smile.

Sheng Mingzhi was looking a bit puzzled and could only answer honestly: "...... I want to go to the bathroom."

As a result, Lu Jiayan looked a little puzzled.

Sheng Mingzhi was even more confused than he was:?

Half a day later, the man raised his eyebrows and said to himself, "It's just to say thank you to me, it's not like you have to prepare so grandly and go to the bathroom to brew for half a day."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

He was still speculating whether Lu Jiayan had asked someone to set things right, but now it was completely confirmed.

But what does it mean to be so grandly prepared? He didn't even want to say thank you, okay?

"Who wants to thank you." Sheng Mingzhi grunted softly, "It's your part to do."

Lu Jiayan looked hurt: "But I did you a favour, can't I even hear a thank you?"

The tone of voice was also deliberately sultry.

It makes Sheng Mingzhi look as if he is a scum bag and how sorry he is.

He eats softness and can't stand it when people give in.

When Lu Jiayan said that, he felt a bit vain and said silently, "That's not like you either."

Sheng Mingzhi racked his brain and educated Lu Jiayan: "And other people do good deeds in silence and don't come forward to claim credit."

A look of "do you know now that you are wrong".

Lu Jiayan was amused by his serious demeanour and gave a little laugh, "Really? But Uncle Lei Feng did something good and wrote about it in his diary."

This side also has a childish tone.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't expect Lu Jiayan to give a very tricky example, so he got choked up for a moment and only after a few seconds said, "Lei Feng is Lei Feng, you are you."

After a pause, he said seriously, "You don't touch the porcelain."

Lu Jiayan laughed lightly and sighed, "I didn't mean to touch the porcelain. It's just that I was afraid that if I didn't speak up, some little heartless people would just pretend that nothing had happened."

Sheng Mingzhi, who was going to pretend nothing had happened before: ......

Lu Jiayan, as if unconcerned, said gently, "Then my performance was not earned for nothing."

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In the third floor bathroom, Sheng Mingzhi rinses the foam off his hands, repeating in his mind what Lu Jiayan had just said to him.

What do you mean by struggling to perform? It's like they're flirting, and with this plastic marriage between them, Lu Jiayan doesn't even think about how this persona suits them!

Despite these words, Sheng Mingzhi's movements slowed to a halt.

He actually thinks ...... Lu Jiayan has been quite nice to him lately? I don't think it's his illusion.

But Sheng Mingzhi didn't know what to think of again, and the slight stirring that had just risen in his heart was instantly doused.

Yes, Lu Jiayan can't help but be nice to him, after all, he's back in China to use the Sheng family's power to beat his brother Lu Xiao into submission.

My mirror self tugged at the corners of my mouth in what seemed like mockery.

Sheng Mingzhi wipes the water stains from his hands and heads out of the bathroom.

I didn't expect to see Huo Yuzhe walking up to the third floor with a man in an intimate manner.

The man's back still looked particularly familiar, and Sheng Mingzhi pondered for a moment, a thread in his brain thoroughly connected.

--Isn't that the male host of the MOMO Gala Dinner?

Sheng Mingzhi gave an internal "wow", he was quite excited to have eaten a melon live.

Huo Yuzhe, the scum of the earth, has once again refreshed Sheng Mingzhi's outlook.

Not only is he unisex, but he changes lovers faster than he changes clothes.

In addition to having Qiao Yan, her real boyfriend on her side, the former top female leader of Tianyang Entertainment, today she has hooked up with the live male host.

Sheng Mingzhi I vaguely remember that the male presenter was quite ...... old? Over forty, right?

He shuddered with disgust.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly feels a little guilty for always calling Lu Jiayan "old".

It's hot to look at it more than once.

Sheng Mingzhi immediately turned around and headed downstairs, only to run into Qiao Yan, who was coming from the ground floor.

He was so unlucky tonight, wasn't he?

Qiao Yan doesn't look well, her face is angry and the ends of her eyes are still red, as if she has just cried.

I guess it's the wearing of fakes that's been making the rounds on Twitter, but is that worth crying about? Little Mr. Sheng said with disdain that this was too much of a glassy-eyed thing to do.

Sheng Mingzhi had no intention of saying hello to Qiao Yan and was ready to brush past him.

But to his surprise, Qiao Yan lunged at him the moment he saw him and grabbed his arm hard.

" Sheng Mingzhi!"

Sheng Mingzhi was taken aback and pushed him straight away.

With her good mood mostly ruined, Qiao Yan was pushed against the wall with a painful cry.

But as if he could not feel the pain, he shouted angrily towards Sheng Mingzhi: " Huo Yuzhe, where is he?"

Sheng Mingzhi was like being bitten by a mad dog that had come out of nowhere on the side of the road, and his anger was instant: "What's wrong with you? Who is Huo Yuzhe to me? Does it have anything to do with me? You don't even know, but I do?"

"Don't you fucking pretend with me here." Qiao Yan snapped, "It didn't cost you much to buy the hot searches for wearing fakes and chatting, did it? How can you be so shameless, does your husband know about the fact that you are still chatting with men at the dinner scene?"

Wearing a fake Sheng Mingzhi is known.

But what the hell is a chat log?

When Sheng Mingzhi didn't say anything, Qiao Yan sneered, "Do you really think I'm afraid of you just because you bought Huo Yuzhe's mobile phone records taken at the dinner party into the news? A lover is a lover, do you think you can get away with it?"

When he said this, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly had a clue.

Thinking of Huo Yuzhe's back as he walked up the stairs with the host, Sheng Mingzhi suddenly realised.

Huo Yuzhe was presumably playing with his mobile phone when the HD camera caught the chat at the MOMO dinner, which had a dozen live cameras.

Along with the Qiao Yan fake story, Huo Yuzhe's phone records of her dinner party chatting with someone were screenshotted and enlarged, and the original images were restored with PS.

And the object of the chat is presumably the dinner host who has just hooked up.

Qiao Yan came up so aggressively, just in time to see him on the third floor, and naturally took Huo Yuzhe's chat to be him.

But two black hotspots in one day and breaking out at the same time, is it really such a coincidence?

Sheng Mingzhi paused, and for some reason, Lu Jiayan's smiling male vixen face suddenly flashed into his mind.

He: ......

There is always a sense that someone is deliberately messing with what is going on.

" What about Huo Yuzhe." Qiao Yan repeated it again like a repeater.

Seeing his nemesis get defeated one after another brought Sheng Mingzhi's good mood back, he was quite patient and spoke lazily, "If you want to know where he is, go to the fourth floor, but I advise you to take your agent with you, otherwise you might be one man against four fists in a fight."

Qiao Yan hesitates: "What do you mean?"

Sheng Mingzhi raised his eyes and said idly, "You'll see if you go up to the fourth floor. Let me give you a word of advice, try to catch the rape later, if you go early, your boyfriend's trousers will still be down."

At this point, even Qiao Yan is an idiot who understands what Sheng Mingzhi means.

At this moment, his mind went blank, unable to believe that Huo Yuzhe had really cheated on him.

After just a moment's hesitation, saying Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, and two people appeared at the stairway on the fourth floor.

Directly opposite Qiao Yan, Huo Yuzhe is walking down the stairs with his arm around the male presenter he has just met, talking and laughing.

Then the whole corridor was filled with Qiao Yan screaming, " Huo Yuzhe! I'll fuck you up!"

Sheng Mingzhi, who was caught off guard by the roar, was startled.

Covering her ears, she looked at Qiao Yan in awe.

Qiao Yan, a man who has made a living out of saving face, was able to make a foul-mouthed statement in front of a large crowd.

It was evident that he had been so angry that he had broken down tonight.

First, it was a high-profile show of love, and it was revealed that the high fashion that her boyfriend bought for herself was a fake.

Then when she was being mocked all over the internet, even if her boyfriend wasn't around, she ran off to sleep with her new love.

This stumbling dog of a plot.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly doesn't want to leave.

A joke that was picked up for nothing and had to be read before leaving.

Huo Yuzhe was also frozen in place, probably not expecting to be hit by Qiao Yan.

Before he had time to react, he was slapped hard by Qiao Yan.

The male presenter's face was also embarrassed, after all, it was not honorable to interfere in someone's relationship.

When the main palace came to his door, he could only respond in silence.

Qiao Yan was almost furious, and as if slapping Huo Yuzhe wasn't enough, he punched and kicked him.

Huo Yuzhe let him vent for a while until he was hit with a nosebleed and then he impatiently pushed Qiao Yan away.

"Have you made enough of this!"

Qiao Yan was pushed violently to the ground, already crying with her make-up all over her face.

"I've made enough fucking noise, do you want to be shameless, I've just been blacked out all over the internet do you know that, do you have any conscience?! Are you a bitch? Cheating with this kind of goods?!"

He jerked a finger at the presenter who hadn't spoken at the side.

Qiao Yan was so angry that he said, "I'd rather be Sheng Mingzhi, and I'd be convinced to lose, but how can this old ugly bastard compare to me? You're fucking blind!"

In a flash, three pairs of eyes looked over at the same time.

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

He paused and added, exasperatedly, "Not only blind, but short and fast."

Sheng Mingzhi continued grimly, "It's only been ten minutes since you went upstairs just now, hasn't it?"

......

......

The corridor was so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping on the floor could be heard.

Huo Yuzhe's face was even more wonderful, red and white, not knowing whether it was from anger or shame.

No one answered for a while, only the sobs of Qiao Yan, who was crying so hard she couldn't catch her breath.

Even now, when he came back to his senses, he was still defending Huo Yuzhe, staring at Sheng Mingzhi through gritted teeth, "Don't be too proud of yourself Sheng Mingzhi, you have someone too, how many good-looking and rich men don't see each other, and what kind of a good guy is he? Do you dare to guarantee that he doesn't have someone outside?"

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes darkened as he watched the play and his whole face fell.

For some reason, he seems to have a hard time putting up with people saying bad things about Lu Jiayan.

He is bad in a way that only he can say.

What is Qiao Yan again?

"Is that so." Sheng Mingzhi said, smiling, "I'm not like you. I'm better looking than you, and I have better eyes than you, so I don't see a short, small, three-second guy like Huo Yuzhe anyway. Besides, not only is there no one else out there, he's devoted and affectionate, he loves me so much that he can't sleep without kissing me ten times a day, he's handsome, rich and has a good temper.

He smiled and said, "Unlike you, I aspire to be a rubbish collector."

It's rubbing salt into people's wounds, so to speak.

Qiao Yan was so angry that she burst into tears: "You!"

Sheng Mingzhi finished with an innocent shrug and turned his head without a second thought.

This disgustingly rotten melon is not good enough to eat, and after a few bites I want to vomit.

Who knew that just as they reached the corner, Sheng Mingzhi had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

The right eye kept popping out.

The last time his right eye jumped was when Lu Jiayan caught him calling him "old" behind his back.

A sense of foreboding has struck again.

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes were suddenly greeted by a pair of long, straight, overly long legs.

Looking upwards, the owner of the long legs is leaning against the wall, with a head-to-body ratio so excellent and excessive that no caricature would dare to draw it so slender.

But still without a straight face, as if all the bones in his body were soft.

It is Lu Jiayan.

I don't know how long I've been here and how much I've heard.

Sheng Mingzhi's body froze instantly.

He opened his mouth, his mind breaking in shock, "Why are you here?"

"Saw you'd been in the bathroom too long, so I came over to find you."

"Oh."

Sheng Mingzhi replied numbly, his fingers curling for a moment before asking, "And how long have you been here?"

Lu Jiayan looked at him with a good deal of interest.

With a hint of laughter clearly hidden under his eyes, he trailed off, "Would you believe me when I say I've just arrived."

......

......

Silence is the best answer for Sheng Mingzhi.

The toes have begun to grip the ground awkwardly.

Lu Jiayan stands up straight and puts his hands in his pockets.

He curled his mouth and spoke slowly, "Anyway."

"- I didn't hear someone say that I was devoted and affectionate and loved him so much that I couldn't sleep without kissing him ten times a day, and that not only was I handsome and rich, I had a good temper."

Lu Jiayan pauses for a second to admire the way Sheng Mingzhi looks from the nape of her neck to the tips of her ears.

It was only at last that I stifled a laugh and repeated, "It's a good man that someone had to fight to find."

Lu Jiayan finished with a sigh of relief and a raised tone: "So in Mingzhi's mind, I'm such a perfect man?"