13 Three shifts in one
byJi Chongjun's eyes were deep, and he showed no emotion.
Cheng Ji'an met his eyes, but subconsciously let go of Zhan Ming's hand, and his body tightened tightly. He always puts pressure on her, tangible or intangible.
"Huh?" Zhan Ming turned around and put the empty wine glass in his hand into the tray. He didn't see the scene in front of him and noticed her strangeness, so he put the wine glass away and turned around.
Cheng Ji'an quickly returned to his senses, smiled at him, and pulled his arms tightly. She was a little ashamed, because she was still at a loss when she saw him today.
They are divorced and have nothing to do with each other anymore.
Cheng Ji'an straightened slightly and smiled, but when she raised her head to look at Ji Chongjun again, Ji Chongjun had already walked forward.
Just look at the front and back, and when you finish it, the bento is really a stranger.
Cheng Ji'an watched him walk by, and his heart returned to calm. She subconsciously looked to his side again, and when she looked, the smile on her face stopped.
She and Zhanming stood on the right side of the hall, and Ji Chongjun came from the middle aisle. Previously, her attention was always on him. Later, Du Baosheng usher stood on his right side, blocking her view, and she never noticed the The female companion on his left back.
It just didn't occur to him that his female companion was not Qiao Weiwei, nor anyone else, but Gu Youshan.
Gu Youshan is wearing a pink pearl-studded dress, which is charming and colorful. While walking, he straightened his waist and held Ji Chongjun's arm tightly, his chin raised. Her eyes looked at the audience elegantly and implicitly, with a smile on her face, and her whole person was in high spirits.
No one noticed the hurried steps under her skirt, even she didn't care.
Cheng Ji'an looked at her but was only amazed. She didn't know why Ji Chongjun's female companion was not Qiao Weiwei but You Shan. It was obvious that he attached so much importance to her that he would take her with him on any occasion. Obviously, You Shan also resented this kind of behavior at one time. and held injustice for her several times...
Is there any reason?
Cheng Ji'an was looking for a reason for their appearance together, but seeing You Shan's flying expression, she could only keep silent.
She had never seen her like this.
Gu Youshan glanced around, and then turned her eyes to the right. She bent her eyes, and the smile on her face seemed to be unable to hide, but suddenly, her eyes stopped on a person, and then her smile froze and her eyes opened for a moment. Big.
Soon, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but then she turned her head away, and took Ji Chongjun's arm to speed up her steps.
Cheng Ji'an's heart sank.
If it was just a suspicion just now, now it seems like everything has been confirmed.
Suddenly, she remembered the scene where she met Qiao Weiwei at the art exhibition that day. At first she was proud and hostile to her, but later, she was sad and lost.
She said, I really envy you; she said, you are already very happy.
At that time, she didn't understand at all, she just felt that she was completely different from what she thought. But how did she think about it in the first place?
Susan said...
Susan said...
Cheng Ji'an found out that all her knowledge of Qiao Weiwei came from You Shan.
And, never doubted.
"Cheng An'an, why are you in a daze, let's go." Zhanming's voice sounded again.
Cheng Ji'an quickly returned to his senses, and after a look, he found that all the people around were walking in, and quickly followed Zhan Ming.
The hall was separated by a huge screen. Du Baosheng was standing in front of the screen and was starting to speak, "Thank you for coming to Du's party during your busy schedule. Du is honored and grateful..."
Zhan Ming found a place with few people to stand still, and Cheng Ji'an followed suit, but his thoughts returned to just now.
All she saw was that Qiao Weiwei and Ji Chongjun walked side by side at the Shangcheng Club that day, and she never saw the corridors that followed, and even Qiao Weiwei's sarcasm.
So, none of these things actually happened?
So, in fact, everything is just Yushan teasing in front of her?
So, has she actually misunderstood Ji Chongjun all the time?
Divorce was proposed for divorce, but it was precisely because of Qiao Weiwei's fuse.
Cheng Ji'an suddenly stood up straight, how is it possible, even if some things are suspicious, some things have actually happened.
Even if Ji Chongjun is not as enthusiastic towards Qiao Weiwei as You Shan said, there will always be some clues between them, not to mention, there are others. In those two years, he always ignored himself and ignored him.
Qiao Weiwei's words came to mind again——
Sometimes I really envy you, you can easily get everything that others think but can't get.
Cheng Ji'an's heart was moved for no reason. Why should she envy her? Is it because Ji Chongjun was frustrated, or because Ji Chongjun felt something? She has a wealthy family, and the "everything" she gets envious of her is definitely not economic or status, so what else is there?
There was an answer in her heart, but she immediately threw it away - how could it be possible!
Ji Chongjun did treat her well, even if he divorced, he gave her enough food and clothing, but that was all!
She proposed a divorce, and he agreed without hesitation.
On the TV, the picture of him still wearing the ring appeared, and there was even the news of their divorce that they still didn't know about...
Cheng Ji'an didn't dare to think about it, how whimsical and unrealistic.
But subconsciously, she looked at the crowd again. After searching, Ji Chongjun stood far away in the crowd on the left, his face turned sideways, estranged as always.
Cheng Ji'an felt ridiculous for herself. She never thought about him, because there was always a clear line between them. It was like this before, how can it change now?
Withdrawing his gaze and looking forward, he dismissed all thoughts. She should not be immersed in the past anymore, she is no longer Mrs. Ji, and she should have a new life of her own...
Du Baosheng was still talking, but Cheng Ji'an gradually listened.
In the distance, Ji Chongjun turned his head, his eyes passed through the crowd, and fell on her.
She stood behind people and listened quietly, bowing her head from time to time to communicate with the people around her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.
He couldn't see all her appearance, but he thought of the scene when he came in just now.
She stood in the crowd, dressed in a red dress, bright and moving, there was a momentary accident, but she quickly regained her composure. He had never seen her like this before, every frown and smile seemed to be a different person.
There is also a person beside her, young and handsome, she is holding him, a pair of beautiful people.
Ji Chongjun turned his head, emotions flashed in his eyes.
Du Baosheng's words have come to an end, "Accidentally opened the chat box again, making everyone laugh, and now I won't gossip, let's get to the point. Today, Du invited everyone to come, mainly to have some exchanges with everyone... …”
Speaking of which, the screen behind him was moved from the middle to the left and right by the staff, and suddenly the other side of the hall was revealed.
There are exhibition cabinets all over the place, sealed with square glass, and various antiquities are placed inside. Under the light, each piece shows the charm of history.
"Here is Du's collection, there are a total of forty-eight pieces. To be honest, each piece is quite difficult to collect. Of course, due to limited knowledge, there will inevitably be differences, so please give me your advice! Now, let me Let me introduce you first." After speaking, he said "please" to Ji Chongjun.
"This one is from the Qing Dynasty. I believe many of you will recognize it..."
"This is a treasure bottle from the Ming Dynasty. My father bought it from a foreign merchant. When the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China, they took away a lot of good things from us..."
"This pair of jade cups was once my favorite. Don't think it's simple, in fact, there are hidden mechanisms..."
Du Baosheng walked all the way, introduced all the way, and talked endlessly. A group of guests followed, some listened quietly, while others exclaimed from time to time.
Zhanming and Cheng Ji'an were always at the end, and sometimes they listened to a few words, but usually they saw themselves.
In the Huadu Museum, no matter how precious Du Baosheng's collection is, he has already cultivated a habit of taking it for granted.
What's more, in the chatter just now, they also knew what kind of people came today. There are indeed many collectors, but there are also many businessmen and politicians. Boss Du held this party to make friends from all walks of life in the name of collection and exchange.
I just don't know why Ji Chongjun came here. None of the people here are at the top. Ji Chongjun's identity is really special.
Zhan Ming doubted this, and Cheng Ji'an also had doubts, but it was just a doubt.
"Okay, now let me introduce the last thing to you. I can tell you that although this thing is not the most expensive here, it is my favorite. It is an accident and a blessing to get it. Although it is not suitable to put it together with these ancient relics, Du Mou really wants to share with you, share this most beautiful painting, and share the various stories contained in it..."
Cheng Ji'an raised his head when he heard the word "painting", turned to look, but saw Du Baosheng standing on a high platform with a huge framed object behind him, which was covered by a flannel.
Everyone was intrigued by him, and they all cast their eyes, wanting to see what this painting that Boss Du cherished so much looked like.
In the limelight, Du Baosheng pulled his hands, and the red flannel covering it fell down.
A painting appeared in front of him, but Cheng Ji'an's eyes widened in surprise.
That painting is nothing but her "Sunflower Girl".
But why is it here?
Looking at Zhanming, Zhanming was also at a loss.
"Everyone, isn't this painting beautiful, heartbreaking and unbearable? To be honest, when Du Mou saw it for the first time, he actually shed tears. The eyes seem to penetrate the heart and reach the most vulnerable part of my heart. It allows me to see my dead daughter and the time when it was with me. So later, I bought it without hesitation. , I want to treasure it and keep it properly. And I have always wanted to meet the person who painted this picture. I think she must be a beautiful person, a person with a story. But unfortunately, by chance, I have never been able to see that beautiful painter, but today, Du finally got his wish!"
Du Baosheng raised his voice suddenly, Cheng Ji'an listened and became nervous.
Sure enough, Du Baosheng cast his eyes on her, "Today, the author of this painting has also come here. As I expected, she is indeed a beautiful woman. Now, let us welcome the author of this painting, Cheng Ji'an Cheng. Miss!"
Du Baosheng took the lead in applauding, then walked off the high platform and walked towards her.
Everyone clapped their hands and looked over again. Cheng Ji'an glanced at Zhanming next to him, his palms sweating.
"Relax, I'm here." Zhan Ming only said softly, then took her hand and put it on his arm with a smile on his face.
His smile was so contagious, and there was enough support in his eyes. Cheng Ji'an looked at it and relaxed a little.
Although she didn't want to stand in front of others and be in the public eye, but since she came, what was there to be afraid of.
"Miss Cheng, Du Mou is really happy to see you!" Du Baosheng had already walked up to him and extended his hand.
Cheng Ji'an also stretched out his hand and smiled softly, "It's also my honor to know President Du."
"Haha, Miss Cheng can say that, Du Mou is also lucky for three lives! Everyone," Du Baosheng said, turned around and introduced to everyone, "This is Miss Cheng Ji'an, the author of this painting, she and the people around her. This Mr. Zhanming is from our Huadu Museum!"
The applause sounded again, Cheng Ji'an signaled to everyone, and when his eyes passed Ji Chongjun, he paused for a moment, and then quickly staggered.
Ji Chongjun was also looking at her, but his eyes were as hard to discern as ever.
Du Baosheng has introduced Zhanming again, "Mr. Zhan is also a young talent. Du Mou has been in contact with him a few times, and I really feel that the waves of the Yangtze River are pushed back!"
Zhanming quickly replied: "Boss Du has won the award. The contribution that Boss Du has made to our Huadu Museum is admirable!"
Cheng Ji'an glanced at him, but he didn't expect him to look so serious.
However, Zhan Ming suddenly blinked at her, extremely joking, as if he had returned to normal times.
Cheng Ji'an couldn't help laughing.
Du Baosheng just mentioned it a little, and soon turned to everyone, "Okay, everyone, after watching this for so long, you must be a little hungry. Du has prepared all kinds of delicious food, you are welcome to enjoy it!"
Everyone looked back, and sure enough, a group of waiters had come to the buffet tables on both sides of the hall with silver trays. There were originally many pastries and drinks on the dining table, but at this time, all kinds of delicacies were posted, which made it even more abundant.
"Everyone can dance, enjoy the food, and continue to watch these collections with Du Mou. Always, Du Mou sincerely hopes that you can eat and have fun tonight!" Du Baosheng finished speaking and waved his hand. , the band next to him played music again.
The crowd gradually dispersed, and Zhanming also asked, "Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"
"Okay." Cheng Ji'an nodded in agreement, wearing a dress, he didn't dare to eat too much at night, so he padded his stomach a little, and now he's really hungry.
Walking to the dining table, they each took their plates, Cheng Ji'an took a small piece of cake, and Zhan Ming also took a piece. The two slowly started eating while standing by the dining table, looking at the people on the dance floor from time to time, and exchanged a few words from time to time.
Du Baosheng didn't know where they went, and they were in a forgotten corner again.
"An An." At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.
Cheng Ji'an turned around, but found that it was Gu Youshan.
"Can I have a few words with An An?" Gu Youshan said to Zhanming when she came to the front.
Cheng Ji'an's smile fell.
Zhanming glanced at her and replied with a smile, "Then I'll go over there to see if there is anything delicious."
The place he pointed to was on the other side of the dining table, not far.
Cheng Ji'an couldn't speak well, so he could only nod his head.
Zhanming quickly walked away, and before he could reach the opposite side, the person who greeted him before came over...
Here, Gu Youshan has already said, "An An, I'm here to explain to you." Shen Rong was a little anxious, and there was sincerity in his eyes.
Cheng Ji'an smiled, but only put the plate in his hand on the dining table.
Gu Youshan took her hand again and said: "Really, you have to believe me, I really don't want to come today. Yesterday my dad and Grandpa Ji had dinner together. I heard that Ji Chongjun was going to a party and lacked a female companion. , let me follow along. They asked me to follow Ji Chongjun, so I don't want to come!"
If it was before, Cheng Ji'an would have believed it, but now... everything is unprovable.
What's more, her previous smile was too obvious.
"Also, I'm also on guard against Qiao Weiwei. I think if I don't go, maybe Qiao Weiwei is a bitch. Even though you and Ji Chongjun are divorced, I can't take her lightly, right? She's hurting your divorce. The direct murderer, I won't let her go! You don't know how excessive she has been recently, sticking to Ji Chongjun all day long, making me sick!"
"Youshan—" Cheng Ji'an couldn't listen anymore, and interrupted her.
"Huh?" Gu Youshan paused.
"I met Qiao Weiwei a few days ago." Cheng Ji'an said lightly.
"..." Gu Youshan was silent for a while. As if the lie had been uncovered, her expression burst, her eyes twinkled,
Soon she asked again, "Did you see her? Where did you meet? What did she say to you?" Her voice was eager, cautious, and tentative.
Cheng Ji'an looked at her, but was reluctant to speak.
She didn't intend to spread everything out at first, but just a single sentence of reaction can already make her understand a lot of things.
Gu Youshan saw all the answers in her, looking at her eyes a little colder.
until there is no trace of temperature.
Cheng Ji'an had never seen her so cold, although he had expected it, he was still stinged.
She used to think that her only friend in the Ji family was the one who gave her the deepest stab in the end.
But she should never consider herself a friend.
At the beginning of the approach, perhaps with a purpose, take the initiative to show goodwill, deliberately approach, and finally become a person she is willing to believe and accompany. She hides so deeply that she never sees through.
Cheng Ji'an smiled, for the sake of his innocence and the regret that he lost forever.
She turned to leave, not wanting to face her again.
Her smile hurt Gu Youshan, she suddenly lowered her voice and said fiercely: "Do you think Ji Chongjun will fall in love with you if you don't divorce? He will never fall in love with you, you are not worthy of him!"
The last layer was finally pierced, and everything became naked. Cheng Ji'an just paused, then turned and left.
Only Gu Youshan was left standing there alone.
She never knew that she was not worthy of Ji Chongjun, so how could she dare to hope that he would fall in love with her?
Even, she didn't want to know the inside story, the thoughts she used, the lies she told, because she and Ji Chongjun had already divorced. She suggested that Ji Chongjun also agreed.
Gu Youshan looked at her back, but resentment flashed in her eyes.
She has indeed been lying, both before and now.
Qiao Weiwei has always liked Ji Chongjun, but Ji Chongjun never accepted her, and even hated her for a while. She just arranged such a scene when she knew that Qiao Weiwei would appear by Ji Chongjun's side once, so that she could see them together, and then add fuel to it.
Why would you know? Because one of the five boys and five girls that day was her best friend. She reported their movements, and she knew everything like the back of her hand.
Ji Chongjun never made out with Qiao Weiwei at all, nor did he condone her at all. Since then, Qiao Weiwei was not even allowed to appear by his side. And Qiao Weiwei, naturally, did not say such words to her under his connivance.
She did all this, but just wanted to use Qiao Weiwei to block her. She knew her inferiority complex and her unhappiness. She wanted to press her down a little bit, make her cry, make her make trouble, and make her unbearable in the end. File for divorce.
As a result, she really divorced Ji Chongjun at a speed she couldn't even imagine.
After solving Qiao Weiwei and kicking Cheng Ji'an, she can slowly approach Ji Chongjun again. She has liked him for more than ten years, from a little girl to now twenty-four years old, all her goal is to marry him.
But she found that it was useless at all. Ji Chongjun just treats her as an ordinary little sister, and sometimes he doesn't even look at her directly. And she always thought that he didn't have Cheng Ji'an in his heart. After two years of marriage, he seemed to have been neglecting her, but she didn't expect that so long after the divorce, he always wore their wedding ring, even except her, no one else Know that they are divorced.
She didn't know why he did this, because of family considerations, or something else, what she didn't dare to think about was that he still had her in his heart.
She has never seen through Ji Chongjun, even if she has known each other for 20 years, she has never seen it through.
And this time to participate in this party, she did pass the parents, but it was not the parents who asked her to follow, but she asked the parents to ask Ji Chongjun to take her to participate.
Before, in a chance encounter, she saw the invitation card held by lawyer Meng.
Therefore, she stuck it on herself, not Ji Chongjun who really invited her.
Gu Youshan couldn't feel ashamed for her request, and turned it on to Cheng Ji'an, her eyes became even more hateful.
...
Cheng Ji'an had already walked to the dining table.
Zhanming has become a person again, eating cakes, drinking wine, and looking around, but he doesn't seem to care about it.
Seeing her coming, he just smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Have you finished?"
Cheng Ji'an nodded, with a smile on his face, the emotions just now disappeared.
"Then let's dance, can you dance?" Zhanming put down the cup and suggested again.
Cheng Ji'an was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Yes."
She studied in college, and later married into the Ji family. She also spent a lot of energy, but it never came in handy later.
Zhan Ming has already stretched out his hand, quite a gentleman.
Cheng Ji'an took a step forward, put one hand in his palm and the other on his shoulder, his eyes full of smiles.
Zhan Ming's other hand has also been caressing her waist, her back is perfectly exposed, and he just tapped on her waist, never crossing it.
Their eyes met, each smiling simple and pure.
The music started, and the skirt started to sway. Cheng Ji'an's dance steps are natural and graceful. During the rotation, her figure is slender and slender, very graceful.
...
In the room behind the hall, Ji Chongjun sat on the sofa, but did not speak for a long time. Du Baosheng sat opposite, just talking to himself.
"Brother Ji was able to come today, which really surprised me. When Lawyer Meng came to look for me, I was really taken aback. Who didn't know Lawyer Meng was by your side, Brother Ji. As for the time, it was really true. It's not that I took Joe, but that painting is too precious to me. As for the reason for its preciousness, I mentioned it a little bit just now. I think you know about it, Brother Ji. At that time, I was thinking of seeing Brother Ji. I tried to explain the reasons well, so I sent an invitation to Brother Ji. I also thought that if Brother Ji wouldn't appreciate his face, I would visit him again, and I would have to make it clear to Brother Ji, so as not to hurt the peace. , I didn't expect Brother Ji to come today. It seems that Brother Ji really attaches great importance to that painting..."
Du Baosheng's tone was a little excited. Although he was also rich, he was one level lower than Ji's.
Ji Chongjun listened, but he never responded, but his eyes were very calm.
He did come for that painting. First, he asked Ah Zhao to come forward to discuss buying it, but he was tempted to find out who was behind him. Then he politely refused, and then offered an invitation.
How could he not understand this thought? Du Baosheng used to develop in Southeast Asia, but now he wants to take root in Huadu. He is not short of money, but he is well connected, so he has made extensive contacts and forged good relationships everywhere. And if he can get into a relationship with the Ji family, it is tantamount to opening up the next shortcut to Zhongnan, how can he easily let it go.
Having been immersed in shopping malls for more than ten years, Du Baosheng is a smooth old fox. How could he not see through these twists and turns.
It's just that he knows that it's a trick to retreat, but he can only follow the trend.
Because he wanted that painting, even if he was once out of reach, he didn't want it in someone else's hands.
This is her first painting that has been spread out, and it is the only thing around her that bears the imprint of that villa.
He couldn't help but go back to those late nights. He returned to the villa, pushed open the door, and walked to the painting. He looked at the girl in the painting and felt her sadness and despair in her eyes.
Feeling the last, he didn't dare to take another look.
For her, the Ji family is just like a cage, even if it is splendid, it is not what she yearns for...
"Brother Ji? Brother Ji?"
When a voice came from his ear, Ji Chongjun turned around, only to realize that he was distracted. With his eyes closed, everything was hidden in an instant. He became the cold and alienated Ji Chongjun again, and no one could peer into his heart.
Du Baosheng never pointed it out, but continued: "I was really reluctant to give up, but a gentleman has the beauty of an adult. Since Brother Ji attaches so much importance to this painting, I will reluctantly part with my love. After all, the man has passed away, so does my daughter. She can't come back, so don't worry too much, let her rest in peace..." At the end, he sighed again.
This is already the predetermined ending. After Ji Chongjun listened to it, he just said lightly: "Then thank you, Mr. Du, for the completion, and I will prepare a heavy gift in the future."
"Hey, don't say that, it's just a painting, you don't have to be so polite between friends." Du Baosheng just smiled and shied away, and then said, "Tomorrow I will send someone to deliver the painting to your house."
"Thank you Mr. Du." Ji Chongjun stood up.
"It's still early, Brother Ji, please have more fun, so that I can entertain you..." Du Baosheng also followed him out.
Walking out of the aisle, it is the hall, with bright lights and laughter.
People on the dance floor are dancing, soothing tunes written with tenderness. Ji Chongjun took a few steps and paused again.
A pair of men and women danced, attracting a lot of attention.
He was graceful, gentlemanly, with bright eyes, and always smiling; she was graceful, stretched, and a chuckle to match.
She is beautiful, even standing quietly, she still stands out.
Ji Chongjun's eyes slid down from her beautiful back to the hand on her slender waist, and his lips finally moved.
Zhan Ming took a step, and Cheng Ji'an turned around again. She laughed at Zhan Ming's exaggeration, and when her eyes moved, she caught the sight of the man standing in the distance, but she withdrew her smile.
But soon, it was back to normal.
"Brother Ji, sit here." Du Baosheng has already arranged his seat.
Ji Chongjun didn't respond, just followed.
After another dance, Cheng Ji'an's nose sweated. I wanted to give up, but someone came over next to me, "Miss Cheng, do you dare to ask if you would like to dance with your face?"
Cheng Ji'an was a little surprised, but the other party sincerely invited him, and it was not easy to refuse.
"Go dance, I was just going to talk to President Du about something." Zhan Ming didn't stop him, but just said with a smile.
The man had already stretched out his hand, and Cheng Ji'an stepped forward and said with a soft smile, "My honor."
Zhan Ming had already found Mr. Du and sat down to talk. Cheng Ji'an trusted his ability, so he didn't care anymore, just dutifully danced with the people around him.
From time to time, but also noticed a person. Ji Chongjun sat alone on the sofa in the distance, with his back to him, but he seemed to be drinking.
The dance step slid to the front, really holding the wine glass, drinking quickly, and his eyes were as calm as water. Gu Youshan sometimes walked up to him, but quickly walked away, and then was invited to the dance floor again.
Beautiful girls are always more favored. Although Gu Youshan disdains dealing with the people here, she is reluctant to leave after all.
And Ji Chongjun never danced with anyone from beginning to end.
...
Cheng Ji'an finished dancing two pieces, and Zhanming finally came back, but Du Baosheng came together.
"Miss Cheng's demeanor is really fascinating. I wonder if I can dance with Du Mou?" Du Baosheng said.
Cheng Ji'an was a little weak, she was really tired from dancing.
Zhan Ming said aside: "I thought you had something to do tonight. After discussing with President Du just now, you were about to leave. I didn't expect President Du to say that you would dance with you. President Du must have seen you there just now. Charming on the dance floor."
As soon as Cheng Ji'an heard it and understood, he replied to Du Baosheng, "It's better to be respectful than to obey."
She has nothing to do tonight, that is, she asked Zhanming when she was leaving tonight. Zhanming must have seen her heart that she didn't want to stay for a long time.
The music sounded again, and Cheng Ji'an and Du Baosheng entered the dance floor. Du Baosheng is not tall, she is wearing high heels, and he will have his head flat. Cheng Ji'an felt that something was wrong, but Du Baosheng didn't care, and was still laughing and chatting.
"It's really not easy to meet Miss Cheng. I wanted to invite you several times a few days ago, but Miss Cheng always rejected me. It really made Du a little sad."
Cheng Ji'an had long expected that he would mention this issue, and he was already prepared to deal with it, and smiled ashamedly, "I also ask Mr. Du to forgive me, I am really busy with work and have no time. I am new to the industry, and there are still many things to learn. And He also admits that his own work is difficult to make, so he does not dare to show his face in front of people."
"Miss Cheng is too modest!" Du Baosheng said, but he didn't say anything.
Cheng Ji'an's words are not easy to take, let alone extend.
Cheng Ji'an also smiled and did not respond. Although she can deal with Du Baosheng calmly, she still doesn't want to have too much friendship with him. Although the story of buying Huayi's daughter is touching, there are many other differences.
She is exquisite, or her identity is revealed without her knowledge.
Du Baosheng obviously did not give up completely, and quickly smiled again: "Does Miss Cheng blame me for publishing your identity without consent?"
"Mr. Du is joking." Cheng Ji'an replied.
"Actually, I also care too much about Miss Cheng. Miss Cheng must be wondering why Du Mou knows your identity. It's actually very simple. When I saw Miss Cheng's name on the registration form of the guests that day, I recognized it. Cheng Ji'an, this The name is not common, and you are working in the Huadu Museum. I guessed it should be you. Later, I found someone to confirm it and found that Feng Lao is also working in the Huadu Museum, so I am more certain..."
This is not bad as she thought, her identity is definitely not spread from the exhibition, it is only the museum. And Mr. Du knew the name of the artist early in the morning, and when he saw the guest list, he would naturally connect.
She just didn't expect that the wealthy businessman who bought the paintings at the art exhibition was the Chinese collector who held the collection's solo exhibition.
"When I found out that Miss Cheng would come to my party on behalf of Huadu Museum, Du Mou was so excited that he didn't sleep well, and he kept thinking about how he should get to know Miss Cheng, and finally thought about it for a long time, and only thought of this. The solution. Originally I wanted to surprise Miss Cheng, but now it seems to be self-defeating. "
"Mr. Du is serious. I just had an accident and didn't take it to heart."
"That's fine, that's fine, but in order to apologize, please ask Miss Cheng to have dinner with Du Mou..."
"..."
"Clap clap clap." The song stopped again, and the people around clapped again.
Cheng Ji'an quickly withdrew, and lowered his head to stroke his hair.
Zhan Ming also came over and praised with a smile: "Mr. Du is indeed a capable person. Not only is he full of talent, he also dances so well."
"This sentence should belong to Miss Kua Cheng." Du Baosheng borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.
Cheng Ji'an smiled in disapproval, and Zhanming said again: "It's not too early now. There are still a lot of materials at home that need to be read. We will need it on Monday, so Mr. Du, we will leave first."
Du Baosheng didn't hold back, but just said, "Then we will meet again another day." While speaking, he only glanced at Cheng Ji'an.
Cheng Ji'an just did not see it.
Du Baosheng didn't care, he just smiled.
After some courtesies, Zhan Ming and Cheng Ji'an left the hall and walked out the door when no one noticed.
It was already dark outside, and it was already nine o'clock.
"Have a taxi. I had a few drinks while talking with President Du just now, and I can't drive anymore," Zhanming said.
Cheng Ji'an naturally agreed that drunk driving is too dangerous. He took his coat and changed things from Zhanming's car and followed him to the street.
Stopped the car and got in.
On the stone steps in the courtyard, the two walked down.
"Are we going back now?" Gu Youshan asked.
Ji Chongjun ignored her and just watched the car in front leave. When waiting for the driver Lao Zhang to drive over, he went straight to the cab door.
Lao Zhang got out of the car quickly, Ji Chongjun had already sat in, the key was turned on, and then he said lightly, "Call a car and take Miss Gu home."
Having said that, the car has already driven out.
...
Half an hour later, when the taxi arrived at Wutong Street, Cheng Ji'an didn't let the driver drive in, but only asked him to stop on the side, "I'll just get off here, so I don't have to turn around." Having gotten out of the car, He waved his hand inward again.
Just a few steps ahead, just walk over there.
Seeing that she had come down, Zhanming knew that it was useless to dissuade him, so he had to open the window to let her be careful.
Seeing that he was too concerned, Cheng Ji'an couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything, just waved his hand again and turned away.
Zhanming watched her walk away, so he asked the driver to drive again.
...
Cheng Ji'an walked forward, the plane trees on both sides were towering, the street lights were shining, the shadows of the trees were full of shadows, there were no pedestrians on the road, and vehicles occasionally drove past.
The apartment is right in front of you.
Behind her, a car followed in the distance, turned from the corner, and walked slowly on the silent street.
Inside the car, Ji Chongjun looked at Cheng Ji'an's back, his eyes were deep, and he was exceptionally silent, as if he was soaked in a layer of water mist, and he seemed to have lifted all the disguises.
I know this is not sensible, but still do it.
In the end, he still didn't dare to approach, she was about to arrive, and he stopped again in the darkness in the distance.
...
Cheng Ji'an gradually arrived at the door of the apartment, opened her bag and prepared to take out the key, but suddenly, her footsteps stopped, and her body was tense and took a half step back.
There was a man squatting on the stone steps in front of the apartment, smoking a cigarette, with a dark but familiar face.
Cheng Ji'an couldn't speak nervously, she didn't know why he appeared here again.
When Yin Xudong saw her coming back, he stood up suddenly, "You're back!" His voice was harsh and vulgar, nothing like it was before.
Cheng Ji'an stepped back subconsciously, "What do you want?"
"How's it going? Just your divorced, broken shoe, is it worth me?" Yin Xudong snorted fiercely, his voice full of resentment.
Originally, he was only shocked when he learned the truth, but when he went back and thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more disgusting he became.
I thought she was a pure goddess, but after making trouble for a long time, she was actually divorced! It's enough for a divorced person, but he still has the face to reject him and humiliate him!
Cheng Ji'an had already retreated, and Yin Xudong in front of him was fierce and ferocious, and he was like a different person from before.
However, Yin Xudong had already stepped forward and grabbed her hand, and scolded: "You are a stinky bitch! I really thought I was crying and begging for you! Why don't you sell a painting, what the hell? Why didn't you reject me at first, and then tell me not to harass you when the painting is sold for money, you are just a cheap-looking guy who rides a donkey and looks for a horse! I bah, why did I like it in the first place? You are such a jerk!"
"Let me go!" Cheng Ji'an wanted to break free, but he couldn't break free at all.
However, Yin Xudong suddenly took out a dagger and said in a savage voice, "Don't you just think that you are beautiful, I have to scratch your stinky face today, let's see who can see you in the future!"
"Ah!" Cheng Ji'an looked at the blade, screamed, and hurriedly turned his head away, struggling even more.
"Ah—" But there was another scream in his ears, and he let go of his hand.
Cheng Ji'an hurriedly turned his head and stepped back, only to see that someone had trapped Yin Xudong and pushed him away.
"Fuck! Who the hell are you!" Yin Xudong staggered and almost didn't fall, so he couldn't help but get angry.
The man didn't answer him, but Cheng Ji'an was already startled - why is Ji Chongjun here? !
The person standing in front of her is none other than Ji Chongjun!
Yin Xudong has already rushed up again, "Damn, I'll let you mind your own business!"
"Be careful!" Looking at the knife in his hand, Cheng Ji'an reminded again in shock.
Ji Chongjun was not afraid at all, he just stepped forward and grabbed his hand holding the knife, then turned him around and kicked him to his knees. on the ground. The knife fell from his hand and fell to the ground.
"Brother, spare your life!" The bones rattled, Yin Xudong was sweating from the pain, and his face was instantly pale. He was no longer as fierce as he was just now, but just kept crying with snot and tears.
"Your hand!" Cheng Ji'an exclaimed again.
Under the street light, Ji Chongjun's hand was covered in blood.
Ji Chongjun seemed to have noticed this. He stretched out his hand to take a look. Sure enough, his right palm was slashed at some point, and blood was dripping.
Yin Xudong loosened his shackles, but hurriedly crawled outside and fled.
"Stop chasing!" Ji Chongjun wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Cheng Ji'an.
Yin Xudong ran all the way and looked back, his face was still in shock, but his eyes were full of hatred.
"Go to the hospital quickly." Cheng Ji'an walked up to Ji Chongjun, took his hand, and said anxiously. The knife marks on it were two inches long, and the blood continued to flow, which was shocking. It hurts to look at her.
"No need." However, Ji Chongjun just said lightly.
Cheng Ji'an looked up at him and couldn't believe it, "How can you not go, it's all blood!"
Ji Chongjun only covered the wound with his hand, "The wound is not deep."
His expression was so calm that he didn't care.
Cheng Ji'an was at a loss for a moment, wondering if he was really okay or just didn't say anything.
After a long while, he still said anxiously: "Then come with me, and I'll make you a bandage." There is a medicine box at home, which can clean up the wound and make some sterile bandages to stop bleeding.
Ji Chongjun watched her silently for a while, and finally answered, "Okay."
His voice was slightly hoarse, but particularly quiet.
Cheng Ji'an lowered his head when he listened.
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