Chapter 44: The Ambiguous Period

Sheng Mingzhi stared at Sheng Jia's official blog with an odd expression for a full thirty seconds.

Before hesitantly clicking on the official Sheng Jia blog.

Click on it, and it is indeed an official Weibo account.

Withdrawal.

Click on it again and take another look at the official certification.

Then exit.

Sheng Mingzhi sent Shen Ling a screenshot of the page that Sheng Jia had liked and retweeted on his Weibo account.

Slowly enter.

[Is there another group called Sheng Jia in the world?

Shen Ling: [?

Shen Ling: [What's up with you? Don't you even have to give a preview nowadays?

An emoji was also sent to.

I was like a dog sleeping on the side of the road being suddenly kicked.jpg

See the word "love".

Sheng Mingzhi finally came back to his senses in disbelief - who was showing love?

He just showed Shen Ling the tweets that Sheng Jia commented on for him?

I just want to ask Shen Ling what she thinks, whether she thinks this is a case of a staff member retweeting her tweet without her permission, or with Lu Jiayan's tacit approval?

What's with the show of affection?

However -

Sheng Mingzhi, if only, Sheng Jia's tweet had been retweeted with Lu Jiayan's tacit approval.

That's also, really, quite a show of affection.

......

That's just like.

Sheng Mingzhi was quick to wonder how Lu Jiayan, with his business-like personality, could be so brain-dead as to use his official account to show his affection.

It was just a few minutes of rambling.

Weibo comments from Sheng Jia

In fact, Sheng Jia, as a company transformed into an Internet company, should by definition have a much younger style.

But it's only been three years since Lu Jiayan took over, and Sheng Jia still retains the old-fashioned, old-fashioned attitude of a plutocratic group, like a serious, old-fashioned patriarch who doesn't fit in with the young.

Not to mention retweeting Little Mingzhi, Sheng Jia never even retweets the tweets of an international movie queen who endorses her own sub-brand.

But Sheng Mingzhi this tweet not only Sheng Jia down personally stand forward, and the tone of this retweet also inexplicably ...... a bit dogged.

Some Sheng Jia internal staff comments.

"Holy shit, I'm hallucinating from tweeting in the middle of the night? Why did I see Sheng Jia retweeting?"

"For the first time in my life, I've seen our company come down to stand in line, so this is what dudes get?"

"...... eating melons to your own house?"

"All the people upstairs are new, aren't they (dog head)"

"Looks like a trainee, old staff already know it all (dog head)"

......

Not only that, but Sheng Jia's official microblogging site has been drinking like a fake wine tonight, as well as retweeting Sheng Mingzhi's tweet and replying to a few comments in a change from its usual highbrow manner.

"Our company has changed and we are no longer the same high-flying Division One."

[Dare not change.]

than half-informed employees on Twitter.

Passers-by on Sheng Jia's official Weibo account are truly confused.

"What's the deal? Sheng Jia herself is standing in line, huh?"

"Didn't a trainee employee say that no one at Sheng Jia likes Sheng Mingzhi?"

"There's been so many facepalm reversals today, it feels like we've entered a melon field."

"No, am I the only one who thinks this tone of voice of Sheng Jia's official microblogging is a bit doggy ...... (just a personal opinion, if you don't like it, you're right"

"Me too ......"

And the kind of barbarians in the comments section who worry blindly about.

"Uh, although Sheng Mingzhi was indeed unlucky to be disinformed, but under the skin of the official microblogging, there is no need to use public tools for private use and take official microblogging directly to stand in the street, right? Won't you be fired? Does your boss know?"

Two minutes later, the comment gave the official Twitter feed a flip.

A decent reply.

[The boss said yes.]

This response from Sheng Jia has been met with many more eyes in the building.

"Which of your bosses says it's OK?"

"Oh? Does Lu always have a twitter feed, @comeask (dog head to save his life)"

"It's not too late for the upstairs to write their resignation."

And then there's the kind that obviously know the inside story and reply in a dumbfounding manner in the building.

"What do you know about the boss, that the boss is still at home but the boss's wife is still in charge (dog head)"

However, this one comment was quickly drowned out by the hundreds of replies that followed.

With the official microblogs of the universities coming down to purge the bad vibes, and the official microblogs of the prestigious universities clarifying the situation.

The retweet on Sheng Jia's official blog sparked a lot of discussion, but it didn't seem particularly out of place compared to the former.

And, of course, because of the sheer number of people eating melons online tonight.

It was also seen that MingChen Bank's official blog liked the Weibo post connoting Yu Jie's fake education.

Sheng Mingzhi scrolled through Sheng Jia's comments from beginning to end, stopping at the official Weibo reply that "the boss said it was okay".

A subtle, small ripple was created in the heart.

...... could not really have been commissioned by Lu Jiayan, could it?

Once the thought had risen, it burned in his mind like a fire in a blaze.

Sheng Mingzhi glanced at the closed study on the first floor and turned his head, unable to stop his mind from recalling the abnormal changes that had occurred in the few months Lu Jiayan had been back in the country.

Was it his illusion.

He had a feeling that Lu Jiayan was acting like he was.

It's very much like, a little bit like him.

-

The thought was so torturous that Sheng Mingzhi tossed and turned for half the night before falling asleep.

So much so that he didn't even know when Lu Jiayan returned from his study.

And there is something in the day and something in the night.

Sheng Mingzhi went to sleep and dreamed of the old days again.

It was the morning after we found out Lu Jiayan was leaving the country.

The final exams at YunJing Middle School were the worst ever for Sheng Mingzhi, probably because she didn't sleep well the night before the exams.

Mr. Xu, their class teacher, was so shocked that he talked to Sheng Mingzhi overnight to find out if the pressure of being in the experimental class was too much and that was why the situation had arisen.

Sheng Mingzhi forgot what he said at the time.

In addition to the class teacher, all the subject teachers came to talk to him later, and after half a day's talk, he actually didn't listen to a single word himself.

All he remembers is that Mr. Xu couldn't find a reason for his sudden drop in form, so he took out all his anger on Jiang Bie.

I blame Jiang Bie for his poor grades and for dragging Sheng Mingzhi to play basketball after class all the time, for not studying and for delaying his university entrance exams, and for bringing Sheng Mingzhi down.

Jiang Bie has been wronged.

Then his poor grades can't be helped. After all, he can't be good-looking and have good grades, which can easily cause in-roll anxiety among his male classmates.

The memories in the dream are fragments, not only upside down in time, but the images are also pieced together in a fragmented way.

Sheng Mingzhi somehow dreamt that he was standing outside the public classroom of the finance department of the Beijing University, and that time had returned to the day after New Year's Day, when he heard Sheng Xu's conversation with Lu Jiayan.

Sheng Xu asked him if he was coming back after this trip abroad.

In reply, Lu Jiayan's long silence.

He remembers Sheng Xu sighing and patting Lu Jiayan on the shoulder again.

"Foreign countries are also quite good, it really can not be settled, your big brother can not still hand long, looking for people to kill abroad?"

He didn't overhear anything else.

Light hears one settled abroad.

In his mind, he thought, "So Lu Jiayan is going abroad and probably won't be coming back.

He thought he was just going to study abroad for a few years and would be able to return home when he was done with his studies.

However, whether it is studying abroad or settling abroad.

None of it seemed to matter to him.

Lu Jiayan can give himself a watch without having to find any reason to do so.

But Sheng Mingzhi silently went through all the excuses in her mind and could not think of a single reason to go abroad to see him.

It's also strange to run to see people for no apparent reason.

However, Lu Jiayan gave himself a birthday present.

He, then, must always find a chance to send it back.

It's not like he likes to owe anyone anything.

The teenager leaned against the wall in silence, his fringes falling in a shadow that obscured his expression.

The evening sun outside the window gradually gave a warm glow to the King's University, but it did not shine on him.

Shortly after Lu Jiayan left the country, Sheng Mingzhi discovered that the watch he had given him was also missing.

It seems that as Lu Jiayan disappeared from his life, the traces of his existence disappeared with him.

It was snowing heavily in YunJing that day.

Sheng Mingzhi had forgotten where he had lost his watch and had to search for it one by one along the road in front of his house.

The roads were slippery in the snow and it didn't take long for him to fall all over the place.

It was only at night that he had to give up when he couldn't even find it with his mobile phone torch.

When Jiang Bie found him, Sheng Mingzhi had a low fever and was talking nonsense.

It took a few days for the inexplicable cold to clear up, and Sheng Mingzhi gradually forgot about the loss of his watch.

In a twist of events, Jiang Bie somehow managed to recover the watch.

Sheng Mingzhi was not as happy as he thought he would be when he lost it.

It has been lost for so long that the mirror of the watch is broken and the hour and second hands have stopped moving.

Jiang Bie touched the band-aid on his chin and said reassuringly, "It's broken. How about getting it fixed?"

He remembered saying he didn't need to, there was nothing to fix.

If a watch is bad to begin with, every second it goes is wrong.

The dream comes to an abrupt end here.

Sheng Mingzhi was woken up by the alarm clock and rolled over to turn it off.

Subconsciously, I reached out and touched the side, which was cold.

Lu Jiayan hadn't gone to bed last night, he thought sluggishly as he slept.

He yawned, the memories that had disturbed his jumbled night fading as he became conscious.

While eating breakfast, the doorbell of One XiShan was rung.

The nanny, who was ironing the newspaper, heard the sound and opened the door.

The man who came was Yao Shen and said politely, "Is the second youngest at home?"

Sheng Mingzhi turns his head.

Yao Shen hands Sheng Mingzhi the object in her hand, a plain paper bag, which opens to reveal a dark blue velvet box.

Sheng Mingzhi gave him a quizzical look.

Yao Shen spoke respectfully, "Second young master. This is the ring you saw at the jewellery exhibition."

Inside the blue velvet box, a deep blue diamond ring lies quietly.

The raw material is tanzanite, with an almost perfect cut and a saturated blue hue. Sheng Mingzhi remembers that it was the finale of that high-luxury jewellery show, and the price was around 70 million, and he had just spent over 60 million on a luxury car, so he hesitated to buy it in the face of the jewellery he had his heart set on.

After all, one is still quite frugal and thrifty.

A certain little flowered peacock boasts brazenly of itself.

I had no idea that Lu Jiayan knew about it.

But when he thought about it, it wasn't surprising that he knew that Sheng Mingzhi had people reporting to him on how many bowls of rice he ate a day.

But what was this old man doing giving himself a ring out of the blue?

Did he offend him yesterday and buy something to please himself today?

Sheng Mingzhi remembers the last time Lu Jiayan used the same tactic to ingratiate himself.

...... Does he have so much money that he will only use this one no-brainer tactic?

However.

Despite the old-fashioned tactics, I have to say that Sheng Mingzhi is quite useful.

There is nothing in the world that money can't buy.

If there is, it's not enough money and has to be added.

In a good mood, he took the ring out and looked at it. It was custom made to fit his finger circumference and fit just right on his ring finger.

There is no shortage of male artists in the entertainment industry who endorse jewellery, and it is not uncommon to see men wearing diamond rings, and with a face like Sheng Mingzhi's, even a straw would look good, not to mention a ring on the finger.

" Did Lu Jiayan say anything else?"

Sheng Mingzhi asked one more question.

Yao Shen: "Mr Lu said he would have dinner with you in the evening."

"Oh." Sheng Mingzhi twirled the ring that had just arrived lovingly and reluctantly said, "I'll think about it. After all, I'm still very busy at work and don't always have time to spare."

Despite what he said, Sheng Mingzhi waited for Yao Shen to leave and called Little Wang to inform him that he had something to do in the evening.

Yes, it's never a leave of absence for the little ancestor, it's totally just a notice to the agent.

It's a good thing that there's not much material to be recorded for the variety show today.

When Sheng Mingzhi arrived at the show, there was no Yu Jie in sight.

After last night's fiasco, Yu Jie has seriously breached his contract.

Not only are they now facing huge compensation, they are also expected to be blocked by the broadcaster for some time.

The atmosphere on the show was delicate for both the director's team and the guests, and the subtlety was especially strong when looking at Sheng Mingzhi. Having witnessed last night's antics, Sheng Mingzhi has taken his difficulty in the eyes of the crowd to the next level.

The only good thing, however, is that Sheng Mingzhi was recorded without Yu Jie's sabotage.

As for the way people looked at him, he didn't notice at all.

From 2pm onwards, I was a bit distracted and couldn't help but take out my phone to check the time between recordings.

So often that Wenwen couldn't help but say, "Brother, do you have a date this afternoon?"

At these words, Sheng Mingzhi, who was about to take another look at the time, froze his head in his hands.

Faintly, he said, "What date?"

Wenwen cupped her face, "Just, I see you keep looking at your phone, like you're in a hurry to get off work."

Sheng Mingzhi retorted, "You're not in a hurry to get off work?"

Wenwen: ...... Seems like it when you put it that way!

Who wants to go to work?

Sheng Mingzhi sits up straight.

After a while the more I thought about it the more awkward it became and explained, "And it's just dinner together, not a date."

Don't say it like he's looking forward to it.

By six o'clock, Lu Jiayan had sent him a WeChat message.

[Is it over? I'll meet you downstairs at the office.]

This is the first message Lu Jiayan has sent him since last night's unpleasant break-up.

It wasn't really a bad break-up, as yesterday Lu Jiayan's inexplicable jealousy made Sheng Mingzhi seem like a sorry scumbag.

In the evening one is in the study and the other in the living room.

It was a tacit understanding that a subtle stalemate began, and last night Sheng Mingzhi was so engrossed in eating melons that he had forgotten all about Lu Jiayan.

Make it look like they're having a falling out.

It's so strange.

Thinking about it, an outrageous thought popped into Sheng Mingzhi's head.

He and Lu Jiayan are very much like a couple caught in an affair and at the same time extremely insecure.

...... must be an illusion.

He returned the message and hurried downstairs before.

Again, the ghost grabbed the make-up artist and asked, "How am I doing?"

Make-up artist: ?

Are you showing off your beauty?

After asking, he looked back and realised that he was acting strangely.

It's hard to be influenced by Wenwen, it's just a meal and it's made to look like a date.

Besides, he's handsome anyhow, is that okay?

He'd be a dog man if he went to dinner with Lu Jiayan in his slippers and pyjamas!

Sheng Mingzhi lets go of the make-up artist and slowly descends the stairs.

Once downstairs, he saw Lu Jiayan across the road.

The scene was so familiar that Sheng Mingzhi remembered the day Lu Jiayan returned from abroad three years ago.

In fact, Sheng Mingzhi used to think that Lu Jiayan would never come back after he left the country.

On a few occasions in between, rumours were heard that he had married and had children abroad, settling down for good.

As a result, in the twinkling of an eye, the man appeared again out of nowhere in his sight.

On that day, Lu Jiayan was also wearing a black trench coat, standing next to Sheng Xu.

It was as if those years of separation had never existed, only that high school student Sheng Mingzhi had become college student Sheng Mingzhi.

grew up abruptly in the years he was away.

The other person seemed to notice his gaze and looked up the next second.

Sheng Mingzhi's footsteps were anachronistic, but he remembered with uncanny clarity what Lu Jiayan's first words to him were on his return.

He said, "It's been a long time."

Those peach blossom eyes look at anyone with affection, only the tone is distant and gentle.

Strange, yet not so strange.

Same as now.

Lu Jiayan's peach blossom eyes curved as she also said, "It's been a long time."

Sheng Mingzhi's heart beats briefly and his eyes look slightly confused.

Seemingly sensing Sheng Mingzhi's confusion, Lu Jiayan's style changed abruptly in the next moment to one that was both sinister and sorrowful.

"Little Mr. Sheng has been in a unilateral cold war with me for twenty-four hours, eleven hundred and forty minutes and eighty-six thousand four hundred seconds for the sake of another man, doesn't that count as a long time?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

Did he just have the illusion that Lu Jiayan was distant and gentle?