Mu Shicang lowered his head and was silent for a while. Finally, he sighed, his eyes full of helplessness: "I like Shushu very much, I really like her, so I took her home regardless of everything. Maybe I used the wrong method at the time, which made her always feel repulsed by me, but I am really sincere to her. When we first got married, she rejected me, and I was a little angry and deliberately didn't go home. But in that year, I didn't even have a date with other women alone."
He said this and looked up at Ji Chenru: "I don't lack women, but my parents had a very good relationship when they were alive, which had a great influence on me. I just want to find a woman who I love and who loves me and live a good life. Uncle, do you understand what I mean?"
Ji Chenru looked at him, and to be honest, he really didn't understand.
Mu Shicang didn't wait for him to say anything, and said, "Aunt asked me to pick up Shushu later. I think I can't let her go yet, so I want to give it a try. Even if she doesn't love me, at least I tried."
Hearing this, Ji Chenru finally understood. He smiled and nodded: "As a man, you should have a strong sense of persistence."
On the other side, Zuo Jinheng also received a message from Yang Shushu. The message was very clear: GG Meihui Club, Mu Shicang will be there, you should come over too, and Shura Field.
Zuo Jinheng stared at the message for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. His agent came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zuo Jinheng shook his head and asked him, "Will I have time later?"
The agent checked his schedule: "I have an interview in an hour."
"Then ask the other party if he can come over early. I have something to do later."
The agent looked at him, thought for a moment, and said, "Ah Heng, I don't mean to interfere with your love life, but it's better for you not to mess with Xiao Muye's wife. No matter how much you like her, she's a married woman. This won't have a good impact on you. Even if you retreat behind the scenes, you're still in this circle, which..."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Zuo Jinheng played with the phone, looking like he was thinking about something.
The agent wanted to persuade him, but he suddenly looked up and asked the agent a question: "If you have done something wrong to your friend, and one day you find that you can do something to make up for it, but if you do so, you may lose something more important, what will you do?"
The agent was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment: "It depends on what it is. I have to make amends, but if it means my life, I might find another way to make amends."
Zuo Jinheng nodded slightly after hearing this, as if realizing something. He held the phone and stared at it, "My life... hehe."
Zuo Jinheng has been acting strangely these past few days, and his agent can't find the reason and can only worry about it.
Hearing the question he asked and seeing his expression, I couldn't help but feel worried: "Ah Heng, is there anyone who wants to kill you?"
Zuo Jinheng was stunned for a moment, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then covered his chest with his hand to feel it, and then smiled: "If you think about someone who is not your own, you feel so distressed that you can hardly breathe. Does that count as killing you?"
The agent was shocked. He had been following Zuo Jinheng since his debut. Although he looked sunny and handsome, he was particularly cold in emotions. To put it bluntly, he was heartless. He was indifferent to anyone who liked him.
The key point is why what he said now sounded so clichéd like the lines from the idol drama he filmed in the early days of his debut?
"Ah Heng, did you accept some script behind my back? Are you going to act opposite me?"
Zuo Jinheng raised his head and glanced at him: "Get lost."
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Zuo Jinheng arrived at the GG Club about ten minutes earlier than Mu Shicang. When Mu Shicang arrived, Yang Shushu was already sitting in the lounge area in the lobby chatting with Zuo Jinheng.
Several other girls from the Ji family were also around, especially Ji Yan, who was trying hard to attract Zuo Jinheng's attention, showing that she was a better lady than Yang Shushu. Unfortunately, Zuo Jinheng couldn't see it.
Whenever she mentioned some profound topic and tried to show off her knowledge, Zuo Jinheng would simply ignore her and play games with Yang Shushu.
When Mu Shicang arrived, Ji Hao saw him first. She jumped up high and flew towards him like a little swallow: "Master Mu, you're here."
Taking advantage of her young age, she pretended to be innocent and tried to hold Mu Shicang's arm. However, Mu Shicang dodged away the moment she was about to touch him, then smiled and said to Ji Hao politely, "Miss Ji, please be careful when you walk..."
After saying that, he jumped over him and walked towards Yang Shushu. When he saw Zuo Jinheng next to Yang Shushu, his eyes narrowed. The others were silent at this time, and they were all ready to watch the fun with a gloating look on their faces.
"Shushu, why is he here?"
Yang Shushu raised her head from the game and looked at him with a righteous look: "I asked him to come, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Mu Shicang raised his eyebrows and asked her, and then his smile slowly turned cold: "You ask me what's wrong? Then I also want to ask you, you called me to pick you up, but you also called someone else. Do you think this is appropriate?"
Yang Shushu smiled. She stood up and confronted Mu Shicang: "First, I didn't ask you to come. Second, why is it inappropriate? I told you long ago that I want to divorce you."
"Divorce? Did I agree to it?" Mu Shicang sneered, the corners of his mouth trembling slightly, as if his anger had reached its peak.
"It doesn't matter if I don't agree. I'll elope with him tomorrow. It's not the first time anyway. I'm very familiar with the routine."
As she spoke, she asked Zuo Jinheng in a low voice, "Hengheng, where do you think we should elope to?"
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