Chapter 53: Talking about love

There was an awkward silence.

Sheng Mingzhi silently bit off the powder in his mouth, then quietly spat it out into the rubbish bin.

......

......

So embarrassing.

Why would Lu Jiayan appear at this time?

Sheng Mingzhi, at this moment, wanted to dig a crack in the ground and go straight in.

Is there anything more humiliating than being so aggressive last night and letting your plastic husband off the hook for a divorce, only to have them find out in the morning that you look the ugliest you've ever looked?!

Lu Jiayan's fantasy of being remorseful after the divorce is completely absent.

Maybe, the other side saw him in his current state.

In the back of his mind, he was mostly glad that he was lucky to have divorced such a person.

......

Go to hell.

Sheng Mingzhi is outwardly unmoving, but he is extremely psychologically active.

In particular, his eyes slid down to see the conchos on the coffee table, and the pot containing them was as big as his two faces.

...... is even more desperate.

Why did he cook two bowls of snail noodles?

Why eat straight from the pot?

As a result, just after Sheng Mingzhi thought the matter could not be more embarrassing.

The phone on the coffee table buzzed, and Shen Ling's WeChat message arrived.

I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you, your husband is coming to see you later.

[To show my apology for betraying you, so I sold it for you at your husband's place!

At this point, Sheng Mingzhi already had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next message was.

[I say you've been up all night and you look haggard and heartbroken with tears.jpg]

[Remember to pretend to be soft later (you've got the dog man's heart. jpg)]

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes went black when she saw Shen Ling say she was heartbroken.

Not to mention the haggard, tearful look at the back.

He had never been so speechless in his life.

Sheng Mingzhi is like a stone statue.

Until Lu Jiayan enters and turns off the TV in the living room, the sound of variety shows comes to a screeching halt.

Sheng Mingzhi came back to his senses like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Fired up, "Who let you in?!"

That's right.

Mr. Sheng Jr.'s best way of dealing with embarrassment is to take the moral high ground and strike first.

The more vain you are, the louder your voice becomes.

Lu Jiayan sat across from him, his voice gentle: "Mingzhi, let's talk."

The smell of snail flour still hangs in the air.

It seems to be realised that it is not a good time to talk about it in this context.

Lu Jiayan paused and changed his tone: "Let's eat first."

Eat my ass.

Sheng Mingzhi put down his chopsticks sullenly.

I was so full of gas last night.

And when he woke up in the morning, he thought he had sorted himself out, but Lu Jiayan sat down and in a few short sentences, he made the pain inside him reignite, burning his throat so much that he couldn't say a word.

Song Yi's ulterior motives jumped all over his bottom line, one by one.

He remembers it so well that it's just hard to forget.

In an instant, Sheng Mingzhi felt a sense of shamelessness in front of Lu Jiayan.

So embarrassed, so humiliated, so desperate to die TvT.

After a long silence, Sheng Mingzhi opened his mouth, "Do you think I can eat now."

He took a deep breath, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I don't agree to a divorce."

"Oh." Sheng Mingzhi lowered his eyes, nothing intoned, "Reason?"

Lu Jiayan opens: " Sheng Jia's current collaboration with MingChen-"

He didn't even finish his sentence.

Sheng Mingzhi's brain buzzed, as if something had instantly gone out of control.

He interrupted Lu Jiayan out of control, and his tone was as harsh and urgent as ever: "What does that have to do with me? If you think Sheng Jia and MingChen are working together too much to get a divorce, why don't you marry my brother? Why should I give my feelings to play this business strategy with you? Why would I fund your business if I had nothing better to do?"

The later it gets, the faster Sheng Mingzhi speaks.

He even stood up unbearably, his chest heaving slightly from overwhelming emotion, his eyes tearing up with anger.

He knew that Lu Jiayan was expected to say something like that, but hearing it out of the blue made it unbearable and harsh to the core.

He doesn't know when he became so greedy and didn't want to continue with his plastic business marriage.

Lu Jiayan paused for a second: "That's not what I meant. Mingzhi, you calm down."

"Good." Sheng Mingzhi took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions and clasped her hands in her arms, "I'm also calmly telling you now that I don't want to live with you anymore, I want a divorce."

When he spoke again, his voice was already a little shaky: " Sheng Jia's business is none of my business, how you want to work with my brother is a matter for you two. Lu Jiayan I don't have anything to say to you now, if you don't want to fight with me, then you will leave my side now."

As we watched, the atmosphere, which had been fairly calm, became tense.

Lu Jiayan rubbed his brow and spoke as calmly as he could, " Mingzhi, I think we should talk about it, but not about divorce. I can also tell you in no uncertain terms that I will not get a divorce."

Sheng Mingzhi: "Then you go and talk to my lawyer."

There seems to be no room for redemption in general.

Lu Jiayan is distracted by Sheng Mingzhi's insistence on a divorce, and within a few short sentences, he, who has always controlled his emotions to perfection, has become anxious and a little out of control.

He explains, " Song Yi's film will not be released, and if you don't feel satisfied, he can go abroad in the future."

Sheng Mingzhi interrupted him, his emotions already on the verge of breaking down: "Do you think I'm angry with Song Yi?!"

He suddenly realised.

The biggest conflict between him and Lu Jiayan is that Lu Jiayan doesn't love him at all.

The other party takes it for granted that after solving the film, solving Song Yi and helping him out, they can still make up as before and live the married life Lu Jiayan imagines.

He doesn't want to keep lying about not having any feelings for Lu Jiayan, and he doesn't want to be an idiot who has to second-guess himself over him all the time.

His voice trembled: "Do you know how embarrassed and humiliated I was last night when Song Yi came to tell me why you left the country? Why didn't you ever tell me anything about you? Why didn't you tell me why you hate showbiz? Is it because you don't have time to talk about it, no, it's because you don't even want to talk to me. There is no need for me to tell you why, because in your eyes I am a business associate, an outsider, a little kid who never grows up, you have no obligation to tell me everything about you and your past!"

Sheng Mingzhi choked back a sob, trying to maintain the last shred of decency possible, to make things clear so that they would not be too embarrassed when they parted.

"There is Song Yi now, and later there will be Zhao Yi, Li Yi and Zhang Yi. Any outsider will know you better than I do, and you still don't know why I'm angry, so I don't think it makes sense to go on like this. When we got married, it was because you needed MingChen, and now that you've achieved your goal and got Sheng Jia as you wished, there's really no point in continuing this marriage. Lu Jiayan, I'm really, really tired, do what you like, it's none of my business in the future."

Lu Jiayan's face sinks as the words "It's okay to say it later" are spoken.

A terrible silence suddenly fell over the living room.

Even the temperature has dropped considerably.

Sheng Mingzhi felt like he had used up all his strength after saying it in one breath.

It was a struggle to even lift my hand.

A layer of condensed grease has risen from the vegetarian food on the coffee table.

They couldn't eat it, and it was a mess with the unwrapped bags and napkins, just like their rotten relationship.

I don't know whether the silence lasted three minutes or five.

Only then did Lu Jiayan's voice ring in the air.

"So, that's why you want to divorce me."

Sheng Mingzhi's eyes were a little sore when he heard the word "divorce".

Muffled, "Hmm."

That's all that's been said.

There seems to be no room for retention either.

Sheng Mingzhi could not think of a reason for Lu Jiayan to disagree.

His position at Sheng Jia is secure, and to be honest, MingChen's collaboration with him is just the icing on the cake.

The thought that he had once again given up on him.

Sheng Mingzhi's heart was clenched so hard that he could hardly breathe.

The next thing you know, you hear Lu Jiayan's slow and deliberate reply.

"Don't you even think about it."

In all seriousness, Lu Jiayan probably felt that it was difficult to find a reason for Sheng Mingzhi not to get a divorce when he had said so much.

So after half a day of silence, the man suddenly pointed to his chin and spoke in a calm tone.

"See this wound."

Sheng Mingzhi pauses and looks up, his expression still a little bewildered.

From the time Lu Jiayan came in until now, for some reason, Sheng Mingzhi did not dare to look at him directly.

I was afraid that the moment I saw him, all the mental defences I had made would collapse and tears would fall from my eyes.

As a result, it is true that Lu Jiayan did not notice that there was still a wound on his chin.

However.

Rather than a wound, this is actually, what, a broken skin, right?

Sheng Mingzhi, you've got a pimple that's bigger than your "wound"!

Lu Jiayan was completely unable to understand why he suddenly brought up the wound on his chin.

Then, he heard him say slowly, "This morning, your brother thought I was bullying you and beat you up early in the morning because of the divorce you had with me."

Sheng Mingzhi: ......?

So, it seemed he did see a few missed calls from his brother this morning.

It turned out that his brother knew about it too.

etc.

Sheng Mingzhi's thoughts suddenly came back to him, his brother had gone to beat him up, what did he have to do with it please?

What's the use of showing him? He's not a doctor, can he still heal his wounds?

Think of Lu Jiayan's dog character.

Sheng Mingzhi had a vague feeling of bad luck in his heart, but couldn't quite put his finger on it.

As it happens, the next moment Lu Jiayan continues with a straight face: "So you're responsible for me."

He paused for a moment, "No divorce until my wounds are fully healed."

......

......

What the fuck.

Just outrageous.

Sheng Mingzhi's fox eyes widened slightly.

I've seen porcelain bashers, but I've never seen such brazen and righteous ones.

It's fucking.

If this ragged skin had come later, it would have grown back automatically, right?

For a moment, heartbreak was replaced by anger.

He spoke through clenched teeth, "With this level of disability, I think you need to apply for a disability certificate, right?"

Lu Jiayan: "It's not impossible."

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

Lu Jiayan: "Then you have to take care of me for the rest of my life. If I am disabled for you, it will be difficult to get married twice and no one will want me."

Sheng Mingzhi: "......"

He really, really has nothing to say to Lu Jiayan, a cheeky guy.

However, the suffocating atmosphere of despair that had been present earlier seemed to have lessened considerably.

Sheng Mingzhi, with tears still in her eyes, was made to cry and laugh again by Lu Jiayan.

He always does this, making light of everything, but there is no such thing as an easy way to muddle through when it comes to relationships.

Every argument and doubt plants a small thorn in the heart.

Until the next time, when it breaks sharply through the earth, and the more spines it has, the bloodier it sticks in the heart.

For a while, Sheng Mingzhi didn't know what to do with himself.

His brain was a jumble of confusion.

With his head bowed, Lu Jiayan speaks again.

"I'm getting married for the first time, Mingzhi, and you have to give me a little room to learn."

Oh, you're quite aggrieved?

Spoken as if anyone is not getting married for the first time.

Sheng Mingzhi couldn't help but spit out a silent comment in silence.

As a result, Lu Jiayan's next words caused him to go into cardiac arrest.

"And it's my first time in a relationship, so if there's anything lacking you bring it up and I can change it."

Sheng Mingzhi's mind went blank for a full three seconds before he realised what Lu Jiayan was talking about.

It was particularly unproductive, but he felt his legs go limp.

Only his mouth is still hard: "Who's in love with you? Have some face. Do I need to print out the words "business union" and stick them on your face."

"Isn't it?" Lu Jiayan asks rhetorically.

"Of course not!" Sheng Mingzhi suddenly raised his voice: "You didn't chase me or confess, you're in love with air? Don't make a fool of yourself!"

Help help help help help.

Lu Jiayan, when he said "talk", did he mean "talk" as in "fall in love"?

Sheng Mingzhi feels his lifelong acting skills are at their peak at this moment.

Frozen in a burst of unprecedented control, he took every micro-expression he made hard.

It was as if nothing had happened.

"Oh." Lu Jiayan pondered, "So, I'm unrequitedly in love?"

Sheng Mingzhi's face was expressionless: "I don't see it."

"Crush?"

"......"

Just barely.

Lu Jiayan slowly: "That's fine."

With a long stride, he closed the distance between him and Sheng Mingzhi.

Sheng Mingzhi once again felt regret.

Why didn't he take two minutes to get up and change his clothes this morning? Even if he didn't cook snail noodles for dinner?

So when Lu Jiayan approached, he subconsciously tried to pull away.

I even wanted to smell if I had any snail flour on me, little Mr. Sheng couldn't be bothered. jpg

Lu Jiayan said helplessly, " Mingzhi, I'm really sorry. If you want to know about my past, I can tell you all about it. It was my fault before-"

Sheng Mingzhi snaps, "It was!"

"Well." Lu Jiayan was more than cooperative: "It's my fault for forgetting to tell little Mr. Sheng about such an important matter. But whatever Song Yi says to you, don't believe a word of it."

Nonsense, I'm not stupid enough not to know he's stirring up trouble!

The result is in Lu Jiayan's thoughtful gaze.

Sheng Mingzhi has a weak heart.

Well okay.

Even though he knew it was stirring up trouble, he managed to line it up, right?

"Oh." Sheng Mingzhi, pretending to be calm, said, "And. Please pay attention."

He pushed Lu Jiayan, who was attempting to get closer to him, away with both hands, "Now that you and I are in a divorce and the marriage is on the verge of breaking up, please keep your distance from me."

Lu Jiayan didn't hesitate at all and didn't think twice: "So when is little Mr. Sheng going to remarry me?"

"Didn't think about it. And just so you're clear, normal people fall in love before they get married."

He didn't even notice the holes in his language.

The next thing Lu Jiayan said was, "So, when is Mr. Sheng going to fall in love with me first?"

Sheng Mingzhi: ......

You could at least fucking chase it first.

Sheng Mingzhi held his tongue for half a day.

Lu Jiayan looked at him, and finally, little Mr. Sheng could not resist and spoke fiercely.

"Can you be a little more reserved for someone who has a crush on someone else."

"And I'm still angry and have no intention of forgiving you."

-

Having said that, Sheng Mingzhi was already mostly relieved of his anger.

Lu Jiayan left at noon, and before he left he asked him when he planned to return to XiShan One.

Sheng Mingzhi simply threw open the door and shut Lu Jiayan out.

A cool "it depends on my mood, I'm not going to do it this year anyway" look.

Then, as soon as the door closed, he looked like his soul had been hooked by a vixen.

Sitting on the sofa with the same hands and limbs, stiffly, he began to replay what had just happened.

Lu Jiayan came and he quarrelled with Lu Jiayan.

Yes, things have gone all right up to this point.

Next, the picture starts to get magical and bizarre, with Lu Jiayan suddenly asking him to take responsibility for his wounds and saying that they are in love.

Talk, love, love?

For a moment, there is no excess.

Sheng Mingzhi felt himself burning from his neck to his cheeks, so hot that he didn't need to look in the mirror to know how red his face was.

...... grass.

So want to roll around on the couch what happened.

Fortunately, the next call from Sheng Xu stopped Sheng Mingzhi's retarded behaviour.

He had been calling all morning and finally got through.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked, " Has Lu Jiayan come to see you?"

Sheng Mingzhi nodded, "Here it comes."

Sheng Xu's tone seemed a little tired: "I heard you say you were divorcing him. Did he bully you?"

"...... no."

Sheng Xu was silent on the other end for a long time, then slowly spoke: "Actually, if you want to get a divorce, it's fine. It's not like your family can't afford to support you anyway, so instead of suffering outside, you should go home and do whatever you want. Don't worry, I won't let you lose out on the divorce. If Lu Jiayan dares to wrong you, he should be prepared for the consequences."

Hearing Sheng Xu's fierce tone, Sheng Mingzhi: ......

"No." He picked at his hands, a little sheepishly, "Brother. Nor is it just, up to this point."

"What?" Xu hesitated, "What did he just say to you? Let me tell you, apart from your brother, there is no good man in this world, so don't be fooled by some flowery words."

"...... doesn't have it either, I guess."

Sheng Mingzhi whispered bb: "I think I might have misunderstood him a bit, he was quite sincere with me and apologised."

Sheng Xu: ......

Fuck you, don't you look like you've been completely tricked by flowery words to find your way around?!

As Sheng Mingzhi spoke, he suddenly remembered something and frowned: "And why did you hit Lu Jiayan this morning?"

Sheng Xu :?

"Did he tell on you?"

"What a tattletale." Sheng Mingzhi justified, "I'm not blind to see such a big wound, of course I can see it! I know you've always been jealous of Lu Jiayan's beauty, but you don't have to do something so black-hearted."

So, so, big?

If Sheng Xu hadn't been the one to beat up the man himself, he might have started to doubt his memory himself.

Seemingly exasperated by Sheng Mingzhi, Sheng Xu gave a thumbs up: "OK. I've had enough to worry about, Little Bai, why don't you just give your elbow to Lu Jiayan?"

Sheng Mingzhi :"."

After a moment, he spoke reluctantly and squirmingly, "Thank you, brother."

Sheng Xu :.

How did this anger go away so quickly.