Chapter 31: Redeeming Rewards

Lu Jiayan doesn't answer, but slowly and deliberately takes another packet of toast from the shelf.

Put it in the shopping cart.

Like a cover for something.

Sheng Mingzhi has fox eyes, but they are not charming.

When looking intently at a person, he looks like a puppy, very handsome and innocent.

His mouth responds faster than his brain.

It was only when he finished that sentence that Sheng Mingzhi realised what he had said, and then his brain slowly went down.

For a moment, the atmosphere was awkwardly frozen.

The air between the two men was also delicately deadly.

Help.

Why did he ask such a strange question?!

About a few seconds passed.

Lu Jiayan seems to have wandered off and put another packet of toast in the shopping cart.

Yet there were already three identical packs of toast in the shopping cart.

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

He silently put the two extra packs of toast in his cart back on the shelf, muttering, "Jiayan. You've got too much toast, you can't eat it all."

"Hmm." Lu Jiayan finally looked back, curled his lips, and said in reply, "Did you just ask me if I was jealous?"

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"No." Sheng Mingzhi's face was expressionless, categorical: "You heard wrong."

"Yeah." Lu Jiayan looked at him and trailed off, "Then I'm a bit jealous, what should I do, little Mr. Sheng?"

Sheng Mingzhi's ears were numbed by the trailing tone of his voice.

The fingertips curled up a little.

Lu Jiayan has already turned the tables on his client.

With what brazen ability did he say this?!

Sheng Mingzhi, not to be outdone, averted his eyes and said with subtle modesty, "Little Mr. Sheng can't help it. Little Mr. Sheng is an entertainer, you have to understand what an entertainer does."

Of course, there was something else that he wanted to ask, but he was too busy to do so.

Lu Jiayan Why are you jealous?

Is he so committed to acting as a loving husband and wife? Is he really going to enter the entertainment industry?

Seeming to see Sheng Mingzhi's torment along the way, Lu Jiayan spoke up, "What's wrong?"

"Not much."

What else, Sheng Mingzhi thought to himself, do you think our plastic husband and wife relationship is worth getting jealous of?

He was about to say, "I just didn't think you'd be jealous."

"Is it hard to understand." Lu Jiayan slowly: " Mingzhi . I am legally married to you, and as your legal husband, shouldn't I be jealous when I see you taking pictures with another man."

At the end of the sentence, Sheng Mingzhi's eyes pause for a second.

And so it says.

Yes indeed, it should.

After all, they are married.

It's just that Sheng Mingzhi feels a little uncomfortable listening to this statement.

Solely he didn't think deeply about it, but he wasn't in the mood to continue shopping at the supermarket either.

With all the ingredients for dinner almost bought, Sheng Mingzhi pushes his shopping cart outside.

As a result, the next moment he saw his own shape in the reflection of the supermarket's glass mirror.

The original rabbit fur tunic is thicker and fluffier.

Later, she wore a trench coat by Lu Jiayan, wrapping up like a winter dumpling, which was unconventional and aesthetically unappealing.

The point is.

Is that the image he just appeared in front of his fans?

So ugly?

So ugly?

As if struck by lightning, Sheng Mingzhi's tone changed: "Was I wearing your clothes the whole time."

Lu Jiayan nods, and before he can ask what is going on, Sheng Mingzhi turns pale.

"I'm dressed so ugly?! Why didn't you just remind me of that?!"

Not only is it ugly, but Lu Jiayan's trench coat is so long that on him it makes him look short-legged!

"Hmm?" Lu Jiayan looked him up and down: "I think it's fine."

Sheng Mingzhi is completely deaf to what he is saying.

Full of his own thunderous look, as a little make-believe from hairline to toe, he would have got up in place and straightened his clothes even if he had to go to hospital in a car accident on the spot.

Never, ever, been so humiliated!

Who knew that Lu Jiayan, after saying this, gave him a subtle look and murmured, "It's quite good."

It's uglier and not as much missed.

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Sheng Mingzhi's slump lasted until the moment he came home, then he was instantly cured when he saw a full diamond watch on his living room that he had always wanted.

The fox's eyes lit up so brightly that he almost ran over to Sheng Mingzhi, who opened the blue velvet gift box with a smile and put the watch on his hand, looking at it left and right with great satisfaction.

He actually prefers mechanical watches a bit.

But the dial of this watch is studded with diamonds that sparkle and shine in the light, making it a high-profile watch.

When she has had enough of wearing it, Sheng Mingzhi remembers something and puts it down on the table with a sense of reserve.

Pointing, " Brother Jiayan. Did you buy this as a gift for me?"

Lu Jiayan said casually, "No. I bought it for fun."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

Would it kill you to say that you bought it for him.

However, given the thoughtfulness of Lu Jiayan's gift giving.

Sheng Mingzhi didn't bother with the small details and was even in a good mood to come and help Lu Jiayan on the centre island.

It's just that he adds to the mess by playing the hand.

Unlike Lu Jiayan, Sheng Mingzhi was not at all capable of taking care of himself, having been brought up with a high standard of living. Of course, at his wealthy age, he didn't need to learn to wash and cook for himself.

But Lu Jiayan is different.

Sheng Mingzhi remembers that Lu Jiayan went abroad for his doctoral studies in his fourth year, and in the process established his business overseas.

I heard Sheng Xu say that the Lu family had a very messy couple of years.

It is possible that Lu Xiao's wings were fuller earlier than Lu Jiayan's, and it is even possible that Lu Jiayan did not even leave the country of his own free will. If he hadn't left the country, his fate would have been death.

Half of the battles in TV dramas are actually taken from life, and Sheng Mingzhi knows that a few deaths in those high-ranking families don't seem to be a big deal.

Even if they don't die, they will most likely find some reason to be watched for the rest of their lives.

Lu Jiayan, who went abroad under those circumstances, knew that he was not going to enjoy himself.

It was during those years that I learned to cook, as foreign food was difficult to eat, and gradually I took to it myself.

Once the box of memories is opened, Sheng Mingzhi can't be stopped.

In fact, at the beginning, he did not know the real reason why Lu Jiayan left the country.

He first misunderstood that Lu Jiayan had arranged to study abroad with his girlfriend.

The year Lu Jiayan graduated from his senior year, it was around New Year's Day and it also snowed heavily.

Sheng Mingzhi The winter camp at King's University came to an end when a dozen high school students were invited to the New Year's Day party at King's University.

He wasn't very tall at the time and was always teased by Sheng Xu for being a dwarf, but he has grown into his appearance.

In just half a month of winter camp, Sheng Mingzhi has received confessions from four girls and even one boy.

But he clearly didn't have this knack for turning on early love, and seemed adolescent in dealing with confessions and advances from others.

In particular, a boy's confession at the same time as the winter camp was awkward Sheng Mingzhi was looking for his head all over the place.

Luckily Jiang Bie appeared just in time and put his arm around his shoulders and smiled shamelessly: "Sorry bro, my buddy has a wife, it's me, it's a good match, no one else has a chance."

Sheng Mingzhi was so angry that he kicked him in the calf.

After high school, Sheng Mingzhi made a new best friend.

He was no longer alone with Shen Ling, but also with Jiang Bie, who was his tablemate in his senior year.

That year and today seem to overlap.

Sheng Mingzhi suddenly remembered that Lu Jiayan had also given him a watch on New Year's Day before he left the country.

It was the first watch he received in his life.

Lu Jiayan had just come off the stage and he had just come on stage to play a solo piano piece, Pyg Love, in which 1900 met the beautiful Padovan on a boat and love flowed through his fingers, and his show was a great success.

Of course, just looking at his face is half the battle.

Sheng Mingzhi remembered that the auditorium at King's University was full, but there were still so many people packed into the back of the auditorium.

There are students from the University of Beijing, as well as those from the next school who have come to see the University's finance department.

Sheng Mingzhi just went 10 minutes late and was already packed with no seats.

But he wasn't there to see Lu Jiayan, he was there to see Sheng Xu. His brother's show was after Lu Jiayan's and Sheng Xu specifically asked him to take some handsome pictures of himself.

As a result, Sheng Mingzhi could not even squeeze in.

Jiang Bie gave him a bad idea, holding him by the waist and making him lie on the auditorium windowsill. Sheng Mingzhi felt a bit embarrassed but was entrusted with the task by Sheng Xu, so he went ahead with it, just in time for the closing of Lu Jiayan's show.

He sees Lu Jiayan's blurred face through the window.

Like 1900 seeing Padovan through the window of a cruise ship.

The auditorium was turned upside down with noise, but all he could hear was his own heartbeat.

Probably infected by the music.

After the show, Sheng Mingzhi sat dutifully backstage waiting for Sheng Xu.

Instead of seeing his brother, he ran into Lu Jiayan, who had changed his clothes first.

He had taken off the suit that was on stage and his tall figure had a black trench coat over it.

When Sheng Mingzhi saw him, he stood up and greeted him out of courtesy, " Brother Jiayan."

Lu Jiayan nodded and said casually, "Waiting for your brother?"

Sheng Mingzhi: "Hmm."

That said, there seemed to be no more conversation.

His conversation with Lu Jiayan was also limited to Sheng Xu, the only person they knew in common.

Sheng Mingzhi, embarrassed and at a loss for words, couldn't keep quiet, and after licking his lips, he spoke, " Brother Jiayan, I saw your performance, it was very well played."

Lu Jiayan smiles: "Thank you."

Sheng Mingzhi said and then lowered his head, unable to think of anything new to say.

Anyway, as long as he is not embarrassed, Lu Jiayan is the one who is embarrassed, so why not just stop talking?

"You wait." Lu Jiayan opened his mouth and seemed to address him, "I have something for you."

Sheng Mingzhi lifts his head, looking bewildered.

"I was going to ask your brother to bring it to you, but I just happened to run into it today." Lu Jiayan took a small gift box out of his school bag, bent down, placed the velvet box in his arms, and stroked his head.

The peach blossom eyes are curved, smiling with a handful of tenderness, looking at anyone with deep affection.

"So happy birthday in advance to our little Mingzhi friend."

Sheng Mingzhi froze for a long time.

Before speaking, "But my birthday is in March."

"I know. But I was out of the country by then." Lu Jiayan tapped his chin and said, "So the gift is for you in advance."

This was the first time Sheng Mingzhi had heard that Lu Jiayan was going abroad.

And it seems that no one around him is surprised to know that.

It's as if the only person who doesn't know is themselves.

He pursed his lips, subconsciously, " Jiayan brother, what are you doing out of the country?"

For a moment, it was as if his ears were deaf to the sounds of the outside world and he just waited with rapt attention for an answer.

Unfortunately, Lu Jiayan just smiled and laughed, like a child.

"Children don't need to know about adults."

College students only.

Where are the adults anymore.

Sheng Mingzhi, with his heart in his mouth, grabbed the gift box.

Sullenly, I thought: He's not, not going to grow up.

He sounded like he despised his age.

Sheng Mingzhi also did not pay attention to when Lu Jiayan left later.

Then, backstage came and went, people came and went.

Then later, two girls came, wearing cultural shirts for the centenary of the University of Beijing, and walked past, chatting, right by Sheng Mingzhi.

"How did you do with your IELTS? Have you got your results yet?"

"It's okay. Should be able to pass."

"Of course, our school beauty Jane is so good, she passed the exam easily. By the way, is your ticket with Lu Jiayan for one day?"

Sheng Mingzhi Suddenly stalled.

"Right. Together."

"Hehehe. Should we call you Sister Lu next time we meet~"

"Hey you're so annoying."

"Why be shy, who was holding their phone and talking endlessly last night?"

The sound fades away.

Sheng Mingzhi could not quite hear what followed either.

He subconsciously looked up and saw the girl named Jane.

Tall and beautiful, half tied in a ponytail with a tiny strawberry dangling from a hair rope.

Memories come to a screeching halt.

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes fell on the watch that Lu Jiayan gave him today.

The watch Lu Jiayan gave him as a birthday present during the end of his senior year was accidentally lost.

When he found it again, the hands were no longer moving and it seemed to be completely broken, so he went to a number of watch shops but couldn't get it fixed, so he left it in a cupboard to gather dust.

Sheng Mingzhi has grown up to own numerous expensive watches worth millions and even tens of millions of dollars.

But the piece that impressed me the most was the one that broke.

Lu Jiayan has simply made three dishes and a soup, all to Sheng Mingzhi's liking.

He didn't like celery and although he bought it, Lu Jiayan didn't really make it.

Sheng Mingzhi bites into his chopsticks as he eats, somehow in a mood, and eats a few bites with a lack of interest.

Lu Jiayan looked at him with raised eyebrows and said nothing, just waited for him to finish his meal and then put the dishes in the dishwasher.

Sheng Mingzhi Tired of walking around the supermarket in the evening, fatigue sets in.

After his shower, he dropped himself on the bed with a yawn and rolled around beautifully twice, his mood going up several notches.

Refreshing Twitter, the live out of the loop buzz had definitely dropped, after all, their poor company couldn't afford to continue to pack him with buzz.

Sheng Mingzhi After a quick stroll, nothing new happened, so I was ready to turn off the lights and go to bed.

Who knew that before the lights were turned off, he turned his head and saw Lu Jiayan leaning against the doorway.

Sheng Mingzhi was stunned, presumably not expecting Lu Jiayan to show up at his bedtime.

He mumbled, "Is something wrong?"

It's amazing that workaholics don't work in the study at night.

The sun is going to beat the west tomorrow.

Lu Jiayan smiled, "Yes. I'm here to remind little Mr. Sheng."

He paused and said meaningfully, "Did you forget to redeem your reward."

Reward?

Sheng Mingzhi 茫然.

Then, the next second it came to mind.

Lu Jiayan That, the retarded WeChat scratching out the escort. Sleeping bonus.

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Sheng Mingzhi took a deep breath and spoke sincerely, "Can I not exchange it."

Lu Jiayan raised an eyebrow: "No. No refunds for unpacking."

Then you say fart.

Sheng Mingzhi belaboured a remark.

The next moment, he was casual.

In fact, Sheng Mingzhi had expected this day to come after the first time he slept together.

He was married, he was in bed, he had a long life ahead of him, and he was not that pretentious.

And his bed is so big that it can sleep two people with no problem at all, and there is even room for two people in between.

Sheng Mingzhi slept a little inside and spoke, "I'm a terrible sleeper, so if you can't stand it, go to your room yourself."

He is trying to say something harsh to make Lu Jiayan back down.

But Lu Jiayan gave a little laugh: "It's not like I haven't slept before."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

Be normal, don't be evocative, okay.

He doesn't bother with Lu Jiayan, the old man sleeps as much as he likes.

The overhead light went out and the room was left with a single night light.

In the darkness, there is silence and only the sound of shallow breathing can be heard.

Sheng Mingzhi turned on his side, and when he touched the pillow, sleep came over him, and before long, he was a little dazed.

It wasn't until the bedding on his left side suddenly hung in the air and a bit of cold breeze from outside blew in that consciousness cleared up considerably.

A bony hand falls from Sheng Mingzhi's shoulder, gently but forcefully breaking him into a supine position.

He just crashed into a pair of watery, but deep, eyes.

Sheng Mingzhi realised something as an afterthought and reacted, but wasn't too surprised.

There are some things that happen the first time, and then there's a second time.

He was bullied down, caged in the shadows, and gasped softly, softening into a puddle of spring colour.