“We’re not suitable, let’s get a divorce.” The third-tier starlet Wen Zhi took the divorce agreement, trying to end her stagnant marriage with the wealthy Lao Gong.
Siming Shen was working, his calm eyes were emotionless: “I respect your opinion.”
News of the divorce spread like wildfire, and Wen Zhi’s friend exclaimed, “Are you crazy? Without Siming Chen, how long can your Wen family last?”
Wen Zhi complained: “It’s better to be on the streets than to go home every day and look at his ice cube face.”
Putting down the phone, Wen Zhi was about to celebrate being single, but unfortunately got into a car accident.Waking up again, Wen Zhi’s memory was confused, and she returned to the stage of a young and beautiful male high school student.
He pinched his face in the mirror: so tender.
At the time when Si’s anniversary was held, Si Mingchen, as the chairman of the board, attracted much attention.Due to the rumors of divorce recently, the media took the opportunity to ask: “I heard that you are single again, is it true?”
Siming Shen’s eyes were cold, and before he could speak, Wen Zhi suddenly appeared in a youthful college uniform, and jumped into Siming Chen’s arms like a butterfly in front of everyone, “Honey, I miss you so much.”
Siming subconsciously put his arms around his waist, lost his mind for a moment: “I miss you too.”
Divorce rumors are self-defeating.
Wen Zhi lost her memory, and when she woke up, she found that she was married to Siming Chen, the senior of Kaolin Flower, whom she had been secretly in love with for many years. She was pleasantly surprised, but found that Siming Chen was a little cold.
So Wen Zhi tried her best to tease Siming Shen.
After taking a shower, he would stick out his smooth and white collarbone and ask Siming Chen to help him take his coat; when Siming Chen was working, he would pretend to sit on his lap to read documents unintentionally;All kinds of hints: “I want a child.”
Siming Shen’s voice was cold: “I don’t have the ability to make a boy pregnant.”
Wen Zhi hugged the quilt and left angrily, and complained to her friend the next day: “He’s just a piece of wood, I suspect he’s not very good at it.”
Siming Shen, who overheard the conversation, came in with a blank expression: “Satisfy you.”
Siming Shen has been secretly in love with the young master of the Wen family for many years, and knowing that Wen Zhi has a white-moonlight/muse senior in his heart, he tried his best to marry him back home.
He is looking forward to the day when Wen Zhi can fall in love with him, but Wen Zhi is always indifferent to him, and turning in the public food every week is like doing a task.
Until one day, Wen Zhi asked him for a divorce. He, who had never panicked before, suppressed his sadness and said lightly: “Okay.”
But just after the divorce agreement was signed, Wen Zhi got into a car accident and lost his mind, as if he thought he was a white-moonlight/muse.
Siming smiled wryly: “Stand-in is also fine.”
Take the path of a substitute, so that the substitute has nowhere to go.
The copy will be archived in 2021, and the screen recording has been uploaded