Chen Chuan took the phone with a stiff upper lip and said seriously, "Qingwei, let's not talk about it for now..."
Before Chen Chuan finished speaking, Jiang Wenrou added viciously, "We need to wash up and go to bed!"
After that, she pressed the hang-up button and laughed triumphantly.
Chen Chuan, however, had a sad face.
If the situation is so troublesome when two women meet, what will happen when four people meet?
"I wonder how the ancients handled having three wives and four concubines."
He sighed and could only take things one step at a time.
This day is bound to come, so why not make things clear right now?
He was worried, but Jiang Wenrou didn't think too much about it. She just kept rehearsing in her mind how to control her momentum after meeting a few people so as not to be at a disadvantage.
She pondered it for a long time alone, but she didn't have much confidence.
After meeting Song Qingwei, she realized that her appearance, which she had been proud of before, was probably not an advantage at all, and as for her education and family background, there was no need to compare them.
"No, I still have to go film a TV movie. I can't be a vase. Otherwise, what will I do when I'm old and ugly and Chen Chuan doesn't like me anymore?"
"Men love to conquer. The more famous I become, the better he will treat me. Plus, with my son around, I will definitely not fall out of favor."
Thinking of this, she made up her mind that when her son grows up, he will delve into the film industry. With Chen Chuan's support, the resources that countless people dream of will be at her fingertips.
She glanced at Chen Chuan and saw that he was still frowning, which immediately made her feel funny. Then she thought of her competitors, so she went over, hugged his shoulders and started to act coquettishly.
"Hubby, when Chenchen grows up, I want to go make a movie."
Chen Chuan felt embarrassed, feeling that he owed his four women, and immediately replied in a gentle voice: "No problem, but there are some shots that must not be taken."
"Don't worry, I won't be filming any kissing scenes. Director Tang and Director Chai would never dare to let me do that."
She leaned her head back and said softly, "I've only recognized you in my life."
Chen Chuan enjoyed what he heard, and felt even more sympathetic towards Jiang Wenrou.
After a moment of tenderness, Jiang Wenrou exhaled softly and said, "Let's go to bed."
"Are you sleeping properly?"
"Hehe, what do you think?"
Jiang Wenrou tilted her head and snorted twice. Chen Chuan immediately showed a hint of helplessness and said, "Don't panic, I'll check this room first. These hotels may not be very clean."
Jiang Wenrou looked puzzled. She reached out her hand and felt around, then said, "I see the sheets, quilts, and pillowcases are all clean. They even smell a hint of fragrance. They must have just been changed, so they shouldn't be dirty."
"This is a five-star hotel. There shouldn't be any problems."
Chen Chuan was not surprised by Jiang Wenrou's words. He just smiled and said nothing more, and began to carefully check the hotel room.
After more than ten minutes, he confirmed that there were no cameras in the house.
Jiang Wenrou walked into the bathroom and said shyly, "Honey, there's a big bathtub here. I want to rub your back."
"oh?"
Chen Chuan's eyes lit up, some fragments flashed through his mind, and he said with a little anticipation: "Or..."
But Jiang Wenrou started to fill the bathtub with water with a red face.
......
No words were spoken that night, and October 15th arrived.
Chen Chuan woke up from the bed, stretched comfortably, squinted his eyes and muttered to himself: "I'm 25 years old."
He sighed for a moment, picked up his phone and saw many unread messages on it.
Qin Xiwu: I still have some things to deal with at the company. I'll be in Shanghai at 3:00 PM.
Chen Chuan replied with a message and forwarded the train information sent by Qin Xiwu to Xu Cunshan, who would arrange for someone to pick her up when the time came.
He actually hoped that Qin Xiwu could not get away, but facts have proved that the more people fear something, the more likely it is to happen.
[Sun Yulan: Chen Chuan, I'm on the bus to Shanghai. I'll be there around 1:00. Where are you? Can you come pick me up?]
Chen Chuan told her that he couldn't leave due to something and would arrange for someone to pick her up.
Song Qingwei: Are you up yet? Xiaoya and I are already on the yacht. Xiaoya asked me to ask if Xu Cunshan is here this time.
Chen Chuan was a little surprised and told her that Xu Cunshan came with him. He added a message saying that he would not be going there for the time being.
After replying to the messages one after another, Chen Chuan got out of bed. Jiang Wenrou had been very noisy last night, but now she was sleeping soundly.
He went downstairs, found a coffee shop nearby, and walked in.
Coming to the bar, he whispered, "A latte, more sugar."
After saying this, he looked around and took stock.
The coffee shop wasn't very big, but the decoration style was quite nice. It was morning and there were not many people, so he just found a seat and sat down.
His eyes were wandering, when suddenly his expression froze for a moment and he smiled with a playful look.
“It turns out to be an old acquaintance!”
Across the alley, a man was walking hurriedly and accidentally knocked another man down. The two men had an argument and started yelling and cursing at each other.
People around looked over one after another, only to see the two men cursing more and more fiercely, and then starting to push and shove each other from the back.
After a few exchanges, both of them became angry and started fighting.
Many people pointed and talked, and some took out their mobile phones to record it.
A few minutes later, both of them were bleeding from their heads. After a while, the police came and took them away.
When Chen Chuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
One of the two people fighting each other was his former boss, Wang Haijun!
Chen Chuan no longer had any resentment towards Wang Haijun at this moment, but he just felt a little emotional.
Wang Haijun is a man with a bad temper. No, or rather, as the second party, there are few people who don’t have a bad temper.
Who can remain calm when they have to bow their heads and scrape day after day?
There are always people saying that people nowadays are very violent. If they don’t explode, it’s fine, but once they explode, they will do something earth-shattering.
But who doesn’t want to be calm and peaceful?
Being at the bottom of society, they struggle to earn a meager income, facing endless temptations and carrying one mountain after another.
There are too many desires and they cannot be satisfied; there is too much pressure and it cannot be released. How can you not feel angry?
This kind of hostility will not appear on ordinary days, but when something happens, it will erupt overnight.
When people get angry, they don't care about your name or the legal terms. There is only one thought left in their mind: kill you!
So many people say that in today's society, it is better to offend rich people than to offend couriers and deliverymen who are in a hurry and under great pressure.
Because no one knows whether you will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
Sighing, Chen Chuan felt that he had a deeper understanding of the nature of this society.
It is not easy to be born or to survive. Coming into this world is like falling into a quagmire.
All I think about and worry about for the rest of my life is trying to break free.
But the world always needs cattle and horses, and the opportunity to move up is only available to one person in a million.
Thus, the Eight-Character Mantra came into being.
Don’t marry!
Not marrying!
No birth!
Don’t buy!
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