Seeing Shen Shuyi's unhurried look, the system became anxious.

[Host, you are the music director of Xingyue Entertainment, why haven’t you met Li Siming yet? Aren't you here to get the best view of the moon from your proximity? ]

Shen Shuyi took out his mobile phone and registered a Weibo account. He first followed Li Siming's Weibo, and then followed Li Siming's super topic community skillfully.

"I haven't even gotten divorced yet. If I go and flirt with Li Siming now, then what's the difference between me and Jiang Ze?"

"What's more, Li Siming is only 20 years old, so young, I can't do it..."

[Hostε=(′ο｀*)))Alas, you just have too strong a sense of morality. Look, Jiang Ze is almost hooking up with the poor little star! ]

After listening to 66's indignant words, Shen Shuyi glanced at the projected light screen.

Over there is a drinking party with clinking glasses.

Jiang Ze extended his arm to Lin Meng'er, who nervously took it and went into the banquet with him.

Jiang Ze would not bring his wife to this kind of cocktail party because he didn't want any man's eyes to fall on her.

Lin Meng'er was nervous, but when she saw the gentle face of the man next to her, her nervousness eased a lot.

She even got a lot of business cards from directors and screenwriters because of Mr. Jiang.

Lin Meng'er sat down and carefully poured wine for Jiang Ze, her eyes quietly falling on him.

Such a handsome and capable man, but unfortunately...he is already married.

When she thought of this, Lin Meng'er felt a little depressed.

At the end of the drinking party, Jiang Ze and Lin Meng'er both drank a lot of wine.

Lin Meng'er and he sat in the back seat, while the driver and Special Assistant Liang sat in the front, with partitions blocking their view in front and behind.

"Where do you live? I'll ask the driver to take you home." Jiang Ze tugged at his tie and pinched his brows. He felt a little uncomfortable after drinking too much. Fortunately, Miss Lin helped him block a lot of alcohol, otherwise Shuyi would definitely dislike him smelling of alcohol when he returned home.

When he thought of the meaning of the book, Jiang Ze couldn't help but smile.

Lin Meng'er was peeking at him, and when she saw him suddenly smile, she leaned over and kissed him.

The moment their lips touched, Jiang Ze suddenly woke up and pushed the girl away.

The two men in the front row heard the noise, but neither of them dared to look back.

Jiang Ze's expression was cold.

Lin Meng'er's eyes turned red and she started crying, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang... I know you have a wife, and I know you brought me to the party just because you felt sorry for me..."

"But, but you are the first man who treats me so well..."

"I...I'm just repaying you..."

"Stop the car!" Jiang Ze said coldly.

The driver braked immediately.

Jiang Ze raised his chin slightly, "Go down."

Lin Meng'er was very disappointed. She thought about her acting career, her seriously ill father, and her own background of frequenting luxurious places. She choked up and spoke.

"Mr. Jiang, I know the gap between you and me, and I also know that we have nothing to do with each other, but I still like you."

Jiang Ze frowned, "If you keep talking nonsense, you will no longer be Tianrui's artist."

Hearing Jiang Ze's cold words, Lin Meng'er burst into laughter.

"You know what? I just like your integrity." Lin Meng'er wiped her tears and got out of the car. "Mr. Jiang, I will always like you. I don't ask for your response, I just ask you to give me a chance."

Lin Meng'er got out of the car, took out her cell phone and hailed a taxi to the hospital.

Jiang Ze returned home. Before getting off the car, he took out a tissue and wiped his lips repeatedly for fear of leaving marks.

When he opened the bedroom door, he saw Shuyi sleeping soundly, and for some reason he felt relieved.

Maybe he was afraid that she would smell his perfume or even see the abnormal redness on his lips...

He took a shower and went to bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Shen Shuyi was awakened by the sound of turning over. She opened her eyes, turned on the bedside lamp, and turned to look at Jiang Ze, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ze saw her frown and sighed, "Sorry, go to sleep."

The lights were turned off again, but Jiang Ze still couldn't fall asleep. With his eyes closed, his mind was filled with the smell of Lin Meng'er's perfume.

And those soft lips.

By the way, he and Shuyi had never kissed each other, and they only kissed each other on the forehead on the wedding day.

In the past, he was shy when reading and didn't get close to her, and only thought about it after marriage. Unexpectedly, after marriage, she started her period and went to work, and both of them were busy and had no chance to be intimate.

He recalled all the heartwarming moments when they grew up together, and for some reason Lin Meng'er's fragile yet strong face came into his mind in the end.

…

The next day, when Shen Shuyi got up, she glanced at the man lying under the bed again, she snorted and walked around to wash up.

Then, when she was having breakfast, she saw the scumbag with a look of unsatisfied desire on his face.

Jiang Ze felt that he had been possessed by some evil spirit recently and always woke up on the ground. He needed to drink less.

Looking up at Shuyi who was quietly eating breakfast, she seemed to have become more beautiful, her face was glowing white and her complexion was very good.

"Shuyi, how is work going?"

"It's okay, just a little busy." Shen Shuyi put down his bowl and chopsticks after eating, and took out his mobile phone to check the messages.

Jiang Ze looked at her looking at her phone, his eyes darkened, "Tomorrow is the weekend, are you free? Let's go to Tangshan Hot Spring Villa for a two-day vacation, and we'll soak in the hot springs together."

Shen Shuyi didn't look up, and signed in to Li Siming's super community.

"Probably not. Tomorrow is my mom's birthday and I want to go back for dinner."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'll go back with you tomorrow."

"You are busy, I won't bother you."

Jiang Ze thought about how he had stood up Shuyi twice after marriage, and how he had missed appointments many times before marriage, and felt ashamed for a moment, "Shuyi, I'm sorry, it's my fault."

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