Shang Jing happily lay on He Jiang's back, his feet swayed, and emphasized: "I want to follow you."

Find evidence of their hidden marriage and proof that he was abused in the marriage, as a bargaining chip for divorce.

He Jiang: "I'll ask Lin Lin to take you back to rest."

Shang Jing: "No, I hit my head, I have to follow you to avoid pain."

In case Lin Lin put him in any house, where would he go to find He Jiang.

He Jiang: "I'm going to film."

Shang Jing: "Then I'll wait for you in the car."

He Jiang: "Isn't it a headache? How can I rest in the car?"

Shang Jing: "That doesn't hurt anymore."

He Jiang began to feel that it was not worth taking a leave of absence from a menopausal director for the sake of the business dog.

In the end, He Jiang didn't put Shang Jing in the car, but took him into the dressing room and let him rest on his cot.

When the makeup artist reapplied He Jiang's makeup, Shang Jing slept peacefully beside him.

The director slammed his head into the face and scolded him for playing a big game sooner or later, but Shang Jing didn't wake up.

He Jiang's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he kept comforting himself in his heart——

Shang Jing has no relatives in China, and no one knows him except him.

endured.

As soon as the injury heals, fuck him.

Shang Jing felt a little dizzy when he was in the car, and when the crew slept in a drowsy sleep, he felt a little more comfortable when he woke up.

He sat up and lifted the thin quilt on his body. He Jiang's name was embroidered on the corner of the quilt, which was obviously a very personal item.

Shang Jing folded the quilt and walked out of the dressing room. The dressing room was temporarily built by the sea, and the blue sea was upon the door.

He Jiang is filming the scene of rescue at sea, wearing a red fire vest, dragging the heroine to float and sink on the sea with strong waves.

Shang Jing's heart was thrown up and down with the waves.

Weirdly dangerous.

The agent Lin Lin stood beside him and said, "Don't worry, the safety measures are all passed."

Shang Jing: "Oh."

He didn't worry about the scumbag.

About an hour later, the waves on the sea got bigger and bigger, and just when Shang Jing thought that the marital property could be divided a little less, the shooting finally ended.

Speaking of marital property, Shang Jing couldn't remember when he and He Jiang got married, and he didn't mention it in his diary.

Shang Jing tentatively asked Sister Lin: "I'm coming to the set... Will it disturb the crew?"

Sister Lin: "No, as long as it doesn't affect the shooting, the director is very good at speaking."

She would rather this little ancestor stay on the set and watch every day. Since He Jiang started her career, it goes without saying that she has only released pigeons twice because of the business scene. When the two are next to each other, there is no need to skip work.

Lin Lin was a little curious if the two were reconciled now, and asked, "You...three years ago..."

Shang Jing blinked, his heart wow.

Shouldn't it be three years of marriage? Although it is said that marital property is very objective, it also means that he has been a horse for He Jiang for three years.

How could he be so patient?

Afraid that Lin Lin would see the problem, Shang Jing smiled and shyly did not answer.

Lin Lin thought he didn't want to mention it, so she smiled, "I'll go get the ginger soup."

Shangjing turned his attention back to the seaside.

He Jiang and the heroine Zhang Yaoyao both went ashore, and the assistant immediately brought a warm blanket to He Jiang.

"Aqiu!" Zhang Yaoyao was soaked all over and sneezed by the wind.

He Jiang motioned to his assistant to give Zhang Yaoyao the blanket.

Zhang Yaoyao declined for a while, accepted it, and stretched out her hand, naturally wrapping He Jiang in a blanket to keep warm: "Thank you. The assistant has too little experience, so I thought the weather was hot, so I wouldn't prepare a thermal blanket. The seaside is still quite cold. Let him learn more from Teacher He's assistant."

He Jiang took a long leg and quickly stepped out of Zhang Yaoyao's arm, walking towards Shang Jing.

Zhang Yaoyao's assistant arrived late and brought two cups of hot ginger tea.

Zhang Yaoyao trotted to catch up with He Jiang with ginger tea, and accidentally bumped into his back: "I'll give you a cup."

He Jiang took it and said "thank you".

Zhang Yaoyao smiled brightly: "You're welcome."

The business scene was far apart, and the light saw the two flirting with each other.

Dare to do that in front of him.

He also noticed that Zhang Yaoyao's two assistants, one serving ginger soup, and the other quietly took out his mobile phone and kept taking pictures. There was a thermal blanket in the bag beside him.

Sister Lin brought two cups of ginger tea. Seeing that He Jiang already had it in her hand, she paused and gave one of the cups to Shang Jing: "It's delicious with raisins."

Shang Jing plugged in the straw, took a sip, and watched the two perform over there.

"Wait, I seem to have taken it wrong." Zhang Yaoyao caught up from behind and said to He Jiang with a blushing face, "I've already taken a sip of this cup in your hand, I'm sorry, you can drink this cup."

Huh, there are quite a few tricks.

Shang Jing's throat was irritated by the ginger tea, which not only irritated his throat, but also his eyes.

He Jiang didn't intend to drink Zhang Yaoyao's food, but it was a little annoying to be interrupted by her repeatedly.

He was about to return both cups to Zhang Yaoyao when Shang Jing suddenly came over.

"You drink mine." Shang Jing took a deep breath and shoved the ginger tea into He Jiang's hands. The swelled raisins were broken between the teeth, sweet and sour.

He Jiang had half a cup of ginger tea in his hand, and Shang Jing's beautiful eyes stared at him with a proud look of "you dare to drink her."

A subtle movement suddenly appeared in his heart, and accompanied by the warm ginger tea, the meridians of the whole body circulated.

Those circulars are not useless.

He Jiang thought.

In the past, when Shangjing saw the messy rumors made by the tabloids, did he get his nose crooked like today?

That really deserves it.

"You are..." Zhang Yaoyao looked at the fresh and clean handsome boy in front of her, wondering if he was a rookie actor inserted by some investor.

Good-looking is good-looking, I don't know which thigh I climbed on, but I don't understand politeness at all. I stuffed the things I drank to the actor, and I didn't care if I was dirty.

She completely forgot that she "accidentally" also gave He Jiang what she had drunk just now. Zhang Yaoyao raised a hostility towards Shang Jing, and was about to say no to He Jiang. The next second, she saw the cold congratulations to everyone. Jiang, naturally bit the straw and took a sip.

Without any dislike, took another sip.

He Jiang briefly introduced: "This is my... brother, don't worry if you're injured, take it with you to watch."

He expected that Shang Jing might follow him to the set in the future, so he made a serious excuse at will.

Who is your brother?

Shang Jing glanced at He Jiang, the actor was really cunning.

In a word, it not only shows that he loves his younger brother, but also separates the relationship between the two.

For the time being, Shang Jing didn't plan to break the secret marriage between the two. He didn't understand anything now, and he angered He Jiang, and the situation was easy to be passive.

"It's my younger brother!" Zhang Yaoyao's eyes when looking at Shang Jing immediately became kinder. "Is this the first time I came to the studio to watch Teacher He act? It's also the first time for me to work with Teacher He on a film. It's really a pleasure to watch Teacher He act."

"Yeah." The businessman turned his head and looked at Zhang Yaoyao, "I didn't quite understand it when I first came here, can I take pictures with my phone? I saw your assistant always taking pictures of you and the actor, so there is no risk of leakage. Can I? Can I too?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yaoyao's smile stuck on her face: "Of course... no, which assistant? I'll ask him to delete it immediately."

Of course, the crew can't shoot randomly, but Zhang Yaoyao told the crew that the material for her filming and editing will only be released when the movie is released and promoted. The crew turned a blind eye. After all, good tidbits are sometimes more useful than publicity.

Finally, Zhang Yaoyao's assistant came over, deleted the video in person, bowed and apologized to He Jiang.

From a tricky angle, the video captured the sweet scene of He Jiang and Zhang Yaoyao drinking a cup of ginger tea together. With the later stage, it is estimated that many people will believe it.

Shang Jing asked with interest: "Did you also take the pictures posted this morning? The composition is ingenious. It looks like it was taken by the same person. Did you study it specifically? I also want to learn to take pictures of my brother."

In the draft accompanying the picture, the text implies that He Jiang is not ordinary to Zhang Yaoyao, and may be chasing Zhang Yaoyao.

The draft was naturally written by Zhang Yaoyao's agent.

Zhang Yaoyao's face turned blue and white, holding two cups of ginger tea, she didn't know where to put it in embarrassment, and she secretly scolded a younger brother of Shang Jing for being a nosy.

She took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I didn't take care of the assistant."

He Jiang raised her eyebrows slightly and pinched the back of Shang Jing's neck: "The crew can't shoot randomly, let's go and call it a day."

Shang Jing thought of the many scandals in the diary that made "he" grit his teeth, which was just an opportunity for revenge, and whispered mockingly: "Have you seen it, don't talk to female stars, men should keep themselves clean."

He Jiang: "In what capacity are you telling me this?"

What identity? ? ? Shang Jing was pissed off, but He Jiang really didn't care about his wife at all, yet he was so righteous.

There were still outsiders, he held it back for a long time, and hummed, "You can't take care of my brother?"

He Jiang's voice was an octave colder: "No, mind your own business."

Shang Jing: "I will take care of..."

Zhang Yaoyao listened to the voices of the two and went away, staring gloomily at Shang Jing's back, what the hell, every word she said was deliberately aimed at her...

The sky was getting dark, and it started to rain. He Jiang lived in a house not far from here. After removing her makeup and changing her clothes, she drove home in person.

Sister Lin and her assistant also went home. When they were packing, they sighed deeply when they saw Shang Jing opened the passenger car door and got in.

He Jiang likes to drive by himself, but he never brings anyone else in the car.

When he went to the hospital, Lin Lin had to follow him and had to drive her own car.

Shang Jing sat in the co-pilot, slumped, unable to find fault.

hungry.

Since the accident, he has not eaten anything except ginger tea.

Oh, and a small vial of anti-inflammatories.

He Jiang Yuguang glanced at Shangjing. This man was pitiful in the hospital. He was alive and kicking on the set.

No one spoke, the sound insulation in the car was good and it was very quiet.

"You today..." He Jiang tapped the steering wheel with her fingers and said, "It's very different."

Well? !

Shang Jing suddenly opened his half-closed eyes, and his lazy brain was running fast.

Where did he reveal his secrets? Will He Jiang find out that he has lost his memory?

No, we need emergency rescue.

Shang Jing quickly recalled the contents of the unbearable diary, trying to find out one or two acceptable behaviors to re-enact to dispel He Jiang's doubts.

The more he recalled, the more indescribable Shang Jing's expression became. He couldn't express "husband, I love you" anytime and anywhere.

In the rain and fog, the signboard of a supermarket was in sight, like a white light hitting the inspiration of the business scene.

He sat up straight, pointed to the supermarket in front and said, "I don't seem to have any shower gel at home. I want to buy two bottles."

"I want XX brand." Shang Jing emphasized that in the latest diary, he said he wanted to buy shower gel, and he also emphasized the brand. He must have liked this one in the past.

He Jiang glanced at Shang Jing in surprise.

Shang Jing tickled the corner of his mouth without a trace, I was really scheming.

He went to live at He Jiang's house, of course he didn't need to buy shower gel. He said this to imply that He Jiang would not live in his house all the time, it was more in line with his previous personality, and it would reduce He Jiang's resistance to cohabitation.

If he wants to stay for a long time, He Jiang will definitely try his best to drive him out; if he is just injured and temporarily stay for a while, a man will endure it, right? Anyway, it is the object of his hidden marriage.

He Jiang showed no signs of braking: "Don't go."

Shang Jing's head is wrapped like that, and he is the focus wherever he goes. Go to the supermarket with him and wait for fans to watch. He Jiang doesn't care, for fear of squeezing Shang Jing's head.

Wasn't smart either.

Shang Jing had already made a plan in his heart. When he bought a sausage to fill his stomach at the entrance of the supermarket, his saliva was about to flow out, but He Jiang couldn't say anything? ? ?

Do you think he is still an obedient little wife?

Shangjing pressed down the car window, and the evening wind immediately drifted in with the drizzle.

He Jiang said coldly, "Close it."

The raindrops floated onto the gauze of the head, silly.

Shang Jing: "I don't, if you want to go to the supermarket, I'll call for help—"

Before he finished speaking, He Jiang raised the center console and locked all the windows.

"Shout."

Scumbag!

He wants to starve me!

Shang Jing was hungry and angry. He didn't know when he would be able to eat. He was gasping for breath, and his pale face turned red.

When He Jiang saw him angrily, his expression was light and unmoved.

Is it a heinous thing not to buy shower gel? Besides, Shang Jing won't go back to his house tonight.

What kind of dog temper will he get used to?

Shang Jing was hungry, and his strength to not admit defeat also came up. Today is the first day of his new life, and he must have a good start.

He couldn't even let He Jiang go to the supermarket, so what else could he do to get rid of the shame of licking dogs!

"Stop! I'm going to the supermarket!" Shang Jing roared in a low voice, but he was only emotional, but had no deterrence.

Nonsense, take it for granted, can he still grab the steering wheel?

Seeing Shang Jing's blood rushing towards his face, He Jiang tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, his face sinking like water.

Get hurt and fuck it! If you have a headache at night because of qi and blood, don't beg him to be sent to the hospital.

Seeing that Shangjing University was showing signs of getting out of hand, He Jiang slammed the steering wheel over to the side of the car, unlocked the door, and said, "Go down."

Shang Jing pushed the car door open and stood in the rain and fog, but instead of going to the supermarket, he stood beside the car and looked at He Jiang stubbornly.

The thick night stretches every minute and every second infinitely, and time seems to solidify into an oil painting.

Across a pane of glass, the eyes of the two met, one was as stubborn as a calf, the other was fierce and secluded, wishing to get out of the car and slaughter people.

Shang Jing admitted that he was a little frightened by He Jiang's eyes. He encouraged himself in his heart and couldn't back down. He had to try He Jiang's bottom line for him now, so that he could grasp the scale later, so as not to kill himself.

What better opportunity than today? There will be no preferential treatment for patients in the future.

If He Jiang really left him in the rain today, then...

The drizzle moistens things silently, and there are a few hanging on Shang Jing's upturned eyelashes, the rustling, black and white eyes seem to be able to talk, sobbing and complaining, resentment.

He Jiang clenched the steering wheel tightly, hating her eyes for being too good, she could see the raindrops falling on the gauze and the crystal clear at the end of Shang Jing's eyes.

If you delay for another second, you don't have to go to any supermarket. You have to send Shangjing back to the hospital first to change the gauze.

"Come up." He Jiang leaned over and pushed open the co-pilot's door, "Don't make me say it a second time."