Falling back to gl

Chapter 54

The white light from the ceiling poured down, filled the entire studio, and illuminated their bodies, leaving nowhere to hide.

After some exchanges, the wind is gentle and the waves are steady, and the cut is ordinary and unremarkable. The process is as light as plain water, but some secrets can't be hidden after all, and they are gradually revealed.

Ji Cen'an was not good at disguising, and the cover-up was too clumsy. Nanjia knew her nature, got used to her demeanor, and knew everything about her actions.

Premeditatedly throwing away the bodyguards, disappearing alone for a few hours and then coming back, returning late... One by one, seemingly irrelevant, but combined with the movements of Pei Shaoyang and Guo Jinyun, the truth surfaced, and suddenly the cloud was clear.

Nanjia is not blind, so it is not impossible to notice all this.

In fact, the bodyguard notified the boss right after Diu Ji Cen'an did not dare to delay for a moment, and this party also took care of the mess that followed.

A light warning is a warning and a reminder.

This kind of juncture is not the time to settle accounts, and Ji Cen'an should understand the truth of what is enough, and there is no need to explain it too thoroughly.Nanjia doesn't like to be aggressive, it has always been like this, by raising the corner of the head by measuring the size, pressing it down again after speaking, and has always handled it gently.

Looking at their clasped hands, looking down at their waists, Ji Cen'an responded silently, without defending or rebutting.

Knowing that she was not careful enough, she would be found out sooner or later-the sudden measurement of her size for no reason was obviously for another purpose.

Each of them knew what they were doing, and they beat around the bush for a long time because of this little annoyance.

The measurement is not over, and there is no time to go downstairs.

After a while, Nanjia Xing continued as if nothing had happened, calmly withdrew his hand, went around to the front, bent over to measure Ji Cen'an's straight and slender legs, and squatted down.

Ji Cen'an lowered his eyes, and when he lowered his head, he could only see the top of Nanjia's head with thick black hair.

Halfway through, Nanjia said: "Next month, Yunjin will have an autumn show, which will be held in Paris."

Ji Cen'an said, "Are you going to attend?"

Nanjia mentioned this first, but she didn't respond afterwards. She kept silent and seldom said anything. She straightened the edge of Ji Cen'an's wrinkled boxer pants on his left leg, pushed it up slightly, and inadvertently pressed it against the warm fingertips.

Ji Cen'an tightened his legs and closed them reflexively, unable to withstand her temperature, even if it was an unintentional small movement.

Looping the soft ruler to the horizontal crease under the buttocks, Nanga's hand inevitably pressed down on the man's leg again, pressing it up very lightly.

Like a stressed string, Ji Cen'an tensed without moving, his two thin white legs were tightened accordingly, and even the light blue veins on the instep hidden behind the thin skin were slightly bulging.It's like being twisted like a clockwork, and you can't touch a little bit.

As if his subordinates didn't feel it, Nanjia turned a blind eye and proceeded correctly.

Ji Cen'an's face was the same, he was very reserved, except that his breathing was slow.

After a long time, Nanjia pulled down the corner of his trousers after taking the two measurements, and then replied: "No."

Ji Cen settled for a moment, and said, "I thought you would go."

"No time to."

"Can't get away from work?"

"The company arranged a business trip to Dongcheng."

"Aren't you going abroad?"

"All."

Ji Cen'an said dryly: "Your business scope is quite wide."

Nanjia changed direction and turned to the right. Tired from squatting for too long, she changed to a posture with one knee bent and one leg pointing down to the ground. At first glance, it looked like one knee was half kneeling.Ji Cen'an was too stiff, Nanjia patted his calf, and said again: "Stay apart, keep your feet parallel to shoulder width, and maintain normal strength."

Ji Cen stood still, trying his best to ignore the touch on his legs and divert his attention, but he didn't hold on for long, and couldn't help but look down.

There were more than one bruises on Ji Cen'an's body, and there were more bruises on the knee of his left leg, which was more serious and darker than the one on the wrist.

This person didn't feel any pain, so she didn't pay much attention to her own body. She didn't know when there was a bruise under her knee. It wasn't until Nanjia pressed her hand that she frowned, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with it. A little pain.

Knowing how it was hurt, Nanjia was indifferent, and did not express any more after taking a look at it, and went straight to the matter at hand, only when he was about to get up, he wrapped the soft ruler around Ji Cen'an's calf for a moment without distraction Go up, hook one side and pull.

Cinch the ends for easy reading.

However, with a random move, the strength was only a little heavier, and when it was over, he took off the tape measure, and there was a shallow, almost invisible strangle mark on Ji Cen'an's fair calf.

Knowing that the other party intended to do that, and made fun of him on purpose, Ji Cen'an lightly bit the soft flesh on the inside of his lip, and pressed his fangs against it.

Nanjia was still serious, and the words in his mouth were also the same, saying: "Zhao Qihong received a courier for you the day before yesterday. Do you want to use it yourself, or buy it for someone else?"

He clearly left here, but he knows all about Ji Cen'an's life like the back of his hand, and he is in control of every insignificant detail.

Receiving and sending express parcels is an extremely common daily routine, but it is intriguing to apply these regular rules to Ji Cen'an, to buy things online, or to borrow the card and identity information of a maid in the villa.

Unwilling to check in detail what exactly Ji Cen'an had received, and prying into his privacy in private is meaningless, Nanjia asked directly, and seemed to be just saying it casually.

Ji Cen'an replied: "I bought it."

Nanga asked, "What is it?"

Ji Cen'an sincerely recruited: "Computer hardware."

Nanjia put away the soft ruler, stood up, and looked around her face carefully.

"The previous ones are not enough?"

"It's enough," Ji Cen'an said, "Some are not suitable enough, and the performance ratio is not high. I want to change it."

Unable to tell the truth or the lie, Nanjia didn't continue to delve into it, and gave up after opening his mouth to ask. He led Ji Cen'an to stand on the height and weight scale, and read the two results.

"Let's ask Zhao Qihong to do it next time."

That's what I said last time, I said it a long time ago.

Ji Cen calmed down and explained: "He wasn't here that day and went out with you."

Nanjia bowed her head, the broken hair on her forehead fell out from behind her ears, and she hung softly on her shoulders. The curly tail swept from her collarbone. She seemed to say, "You can call him or leave a message."

Ji Cen'an agreed.

Being a model is a delicate job that requires skill, and it took three to four 10 minutes just to measure the various size data.

Although most of the time I was doing some irrelevant things, chatting about the messy daily life, and dawdling slowly, but what should be done seriously was actually done, and it was all done without delay.

After measuring everything, Nanjia finished all the parts that needed to be counted together, and found a piece of soft fabric from nowhere, so he tried it on Ji Cen'an's shoulder on the spot.

The fabric is wide, and Ji Cen'an needs to help him pick it up a couple of times.

In the blind spot blocked by the cloth, their knuckles accidentally touched each other and touched each other.

After two seconds of silence, Ji Cen'an had nothing to say: "Did it come today?"

Nanjia said: "It was there before."

Ji Cen'an: "Yes."

Nanga: "Inventory."

Ji Cen'an replied, "I thought it was possible."

Nanga: "No."

This piece of cloth fits Ji Cen'an very well, its texture is very good, smooth and flat to the touch, it feels cool and cool when worn on the body, it is obviously a pure handmade product specially made by a master craftsman.

Ji Cen'an is not a professional, but a few years ago, he learned some knowledge after being influenced by Nanjia, and he can barely distinguish between good and bad.

Nanjia carefully attached the cloth to her body, adjusted it twice, and tried repeatedly.

After going around Ji Cen'an's back and grabbing a corner of the cloth, Nanjia stretched out his hand from the back to wrap it around, so his arms actually wrapped around Ji Cen'an's waist.

When it was time to close it, Ji Cen'an didn't let him try again and grabbed Nanjia's arm.

It made Nanjia just hold her like that, half-forcingly not letting go.

Inexplicably, the two of them suddenly stopped moving, as if they were frozen there.Ji Cen'an pushed down Nanjia's hand so that it rested on his flat stomach.

Nanga struggled, but to no avail.

They hold on to each other and don't give in.

The expensive fabric fell to the ground and was piled up limply on the table legs.

They came together, next to the table.

Ji Cen'an turned around and embraced Nanjia's slender waist.

Nanjia turned sideways, trying to escape.

The reaction from both sides was a bit big, and Shu Er deviated from the original stable track.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Ji Cen'an pressed forward and brought Nanjia to the edge of the table. With a soft bang—click, the objects placed on the edge of the table fell down with a clatter.

There was a silent tug-of-war, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.

But it's just competition, and I can't do anything else.

Ji Cen'an blocked Nanjia to a corner where he could not retreat, and Nanjia's aura became a little heavier.

They fit tightly together, Ji Cen'an was wearing thin clothes, and Nanjia could feel the curve and softness of the other's figure.

……

Ji Cen'an lowered his head and moved closer, while Nanjia turned his head away.

His lips narrowly brushed past and almost fell on his face.

Nanga drooped her eyes and said, "Stay away, don't hinder me."

Ji Cen'an did not admit it: "No problem."

……

Can't do anything.

After a long time, Nanjia retreated first, broke free, and took half a step back.

The parties separated.

Ji Cen'an asked calmly, "What else should I do?"

Restraining the divergent emotions just now, Nanjia settled down, raised her hair and put her ears back, and said flatly: "It's ok, let's stop here."

Just now they were so close, embracing each other inseparably, but in a blink of an eye they became cold again, abruptly cutting off the possibility of continuation in the future.

Ji Cen'an didn't care much, he glanced at Nanjia, for a moment, bent down to pick up the fabric, put away his little thoughts, and went straight to clean up the table beside him.

Nanjia didn't do anything, just watched her tidy up.

After testing the fabric, there is no follow-up, no further design steps.Time does not allow, I don't have time tonight, and the rest should be done next time.

Nanjia left before Ji Cen'an, and went out when it was almost time.

Ji Cen'an tidied up the desktop until there was no one in the corner of his eye, and his expression gradually dimmed.

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On the same night, Guo Jinyun's residence.

Contrary to the calmness on the surface of Beiyuan, there is another scene over there. The whole building is lifeless, surrounded by low pressure all night, and the ornately decorated house has become a place like purgatory.

Since he didn't get hurt, Guo Jinyun went to the hospital to observe his injuries for a day, and then he was taken here and went home to recuperate.

Pei Shaoyang is also here, but he is not here to visit the injured to express his concern, but for another purpose.

Some things are inconvenient to discuss outside. After all, the hospital ward is a public place, and there are many people. The liquidation can only be done in private.

Pei Shaoyang's face was sullen, extremely ugly, as dark as the bottom of a pot.As soon as he entered the door, he threw a paper envelope on Guo Jinyun's forehead, and slapped it, causing Guo Jinyun's body to be crooked, staggered and almost fell down.

The envelope made of paper was damaged when it was dropped, and all the photos inside spilled out.

Guo Jinyun lowered his eyes and saw that there was no blood on his face.

They are all pornographic photos of him going out and fooling around, the ones showing his face, each one is irrefutable evidence.

Among the various faces, there was a middle-aged curly-haired woman wearing a tight blue suspender skirt. This person was very important, and it was none other than the wife of Mr. Zhang of the Liuhe Group that Pei Shaoyang tried his best to win over.

Guo Jinyun is very courageous, he really has the ability to find a way, and he was able to get involved with Mr. Zhang's wife. He kept secrets for several months, and more than once came to the door to secretly deliver guns.

I don't know how he hooked up with Mr. Zhang's wife. Guo Jinyun did a good job of keeping it secret. After so many days, Mr. Zhang didn't catch him, and he didn't teach Pei Shaoyang and the others to find out. Everyone was kept in the dark.

If he hadn't received this item, Pei Shaoyang would not have known about it until now, and he was still kept from it.

The fact that this happened under my nose was due to my family's ignorance. Pei Shaoyang's face was so cold that it was almost frosty, and he wanted to kill Guo Jinyun.

Conscious that a catastrophe was imminent, Guo Jinyun shuddered, hurriedly picked up those photos in horror, and staggered to defend: "Brother, brother, listen to my explanation, no, it's not what you think..."

But Pei Shaoyang was not easy to fool, so when he got angry, he kicked this idiot twice, pulled his hair and lifted him halfway up, forcing Guo Jinyun to look up to him, making him sober, and gritted his teeth and asked viciously: "Are you Don't you want to die?"

Guo Jinyun is soft-boned, dare to do it but dare not admit it, does not shed tears when he sees the coffin, and denies it with a mournful face: "...Brother, it's really not me, I don't have one, even if you lend me a hundred courage, I don't dare... This must be a synthetic Yes, p, someone framed me..."

Pei Shaoyang didn't believe it, he swung his arms and slapped his ears, and he almost slapped him on the ground, "I don't know who she is, I can't recognize her, right?"

Guo Jinyun's head was bleeding and swollen soon, but he didn't dare to resist. Even though he was taller than Pei Shaoyang, he was still beaten unilaterally and never fought back.

After all, if you are controlled by others, it will only be worse to fight back.

Besides, Pei Shaoyang didn't come alone, there were bodyguards guarding the door.

The gentleness and politeness of the past were gone, Pei Shaoyang was terribly crazy, and he couldn't stop the violence, completely ignoring the element of family affection.

Guo Jinyun hugged his head and hid around like a mouse crossing the street. He didn't admit his mistake until the defense line collapsed, and knelt down without a future.

"She was the one who looked for me, really... I didn't go to her first, brother, brother, you believe me! She found me, and forced me..."

However, before the words fell, it was another beating.

Pei Shaoyang was so angry that he was almost irrational, he didn't listen to the explanation at all, no matter who found the other party first, he only accepted the result.His eyes were bloodshot with resentment, and he would lick Guo Jinyun's skin at any time to relieve his anger. When he had enough beating, he grabbed the idiot's collar and said in a cold voice: "If there is a problem with Xisheng's acquisition because of this, I'll come back and collect your body."

One of Guo Jinyun's eyes was swollen, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding. He grabbed his cousin's suit trouser leg like a dog, and said inarticulately, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, it's all my fault." , I was blinded for a while, brother, give me a chance, I will definitely find a way to remedy it!"

Kicking away this embarrassing thing, Pei Shaoyang straightened up, and after a while, he picked up the pot of hot water on the table and threw it at Guo Jinyun's chest.

The water temperature is high, and it was only delivered in the afternoon.

Guo Jinyun was so hot that he yelled violently, twisted his face and turned twice on the spot, almost rolling.

Pei Shaoyang looked at him coldly, without frowning once from the beginning to the end.

Enduring the pain, Guo Jinyun was so frightened that his whole body went limp. Knowing his cousin's true personality, he nearly kowtowed on the ground and begged for mercy.

He raised his head and confessed his mistake to Mr. Zhang, and when he had vented enough, Pei Shaoyang ordered with a gloomy face, "Come with me to City C tomorrow to find Mr. Zhang, you know what to do, try again if something goes wrong..."

Seeing that there is still a chance to turn around, Guo Jinyun hurriedly said: "No, no! Brother, I will do whatever you want me to do, and I will definitely finish it. I will go to City C with you, and there will be no mistakes this time!"

The same night, different circumstances, the two people far away in Beiyuan couldn't see what happened here, and they had nothing to do with them.

What Guo Jinyun provoked, stabbed a big basket, and handed the knife to the opponent, so no one else can be blamed. The only thing we can do here is to pass a photo to that Mr. Zhang, and look at this Mr. Zhang. What a reaction.

But don't expect too much, a few photos can't solve all the troubles.

The matter between men and women is nothing more than that, personal problems are not likely to affect the overall situation, and the relationship between the interests of several parties is far beyond the comparison of emotions.

Furthermore, Mr. Zhang and his wife were originally married in a business relationship. There was no basis for love between the husband and wife.Mr. Zhang has been ups and downs in business for many years, and he has never encountered any kind of situation. He will not rashly change his team with an extra hat on his head. He must still bite his teeth and swallow his blood. For the sake of the overall situation, he will not tear his face. , probably turning a blind eye to endure the humiliation.

However, it is still a trouble, and it will not be so easy to solve.

For a man, especially a man of Mr. Zhang's status, regardless of whether there is any emotional basis in the marriage, his wife is slept by others, and he is still so blatant. Isn't this a slap in the face?No matter how the two parties try to save face in the future, the actual beam can be regarded as settled.

Whether the estrangement can be eliminated is still a matter of effort, at least not just a few words and a few words of apology can turn the chapter over.Pei Shaoyang is bound to bleed, for this at least some profit must be made, and he must be overwhelmed in the short term.

If it can add blockage, it will add blockage, and if it can disturb the muddy water, it will stir up the muddy water.

Courtesy is reciprocal, they find fault first, and this side has to pay back, only if something happens to them, the rest can live a clean life.

At least for the next week, you can rest your breath and not be held tightly like before.

There are things on both sides, and they arrived in City C one after the other.

Ji Cen'an took it easy, and was taken there by Zhao Qihong on Friday night. He changed his itinerary and set off in batches instead of traveling with Nanjia.

The original plan was to meet at the airport and leave together, but the company still had something to do, so Nanjia had to postpone the departure for half a day and send Ji Cen'an there first.

On the side of City C, that night, Ji Cen'an checked into a five-star hotel in the city center and lived in a suite on the top floor.

Secretary Jiang is also in the advance team, taking care of all matters for Nanjia here, so as not to be too late to deal with emergencies.

Secretary Jiang went to find Ji Cen'an in the suite and told her about tomorrow's arrangements, including waiting for Nanjia to arrive at the hotel in the morning, where to go in the afternoon, and a dinner party to attend in the evening.

Accompany Nanjia to find Sun Mingtian and the others, and meet another partner.

To be precise, it was Nanjia who brought Ji Cen'an to meet those people and officially led Ji Cen'an to show up.

As a member of your own camp, sooner or later you have to take this step.

It is impossible for Nanjia to hide Ji Cen'an forever and keep Ji Cen'an in Beiyuan.Even if she is willing to protect her, those people don't agree, after all, no one likes to receive second-hand news all the time, so they are restrained to some extent.

Those people value profit, and Ji Cen'an also needs more backers, otherwise he can only live in the shadows in the future and continue to repeat the same mistakes.

The Ji family has harmed some people, and Ji Cen'an needs the protection of others.

It was a bureau organized by Nanjia, and a lot of preparations had been made. This time it would be hosted by Sun Mingtian, and whether it could impress the others would depend on how much good it could bring out.

Nanjia didn't tell Ji Cen'an what to do, and only informed her when she came.

The specific bargaining chips are already in place, so Ji Cen'an doesn't need to worry about it, just follow through with the plan.

Secretary Jiang handed over the list to Ji Cen'an for a review that night, and said, "Ms. Jiang, please remember to read it all, write it down, and don't forget."

Ji Cen'an accepted the list, and he has no objection, it is acceptable.

Everything is ready, just waiting for night to fall again.

On the next day, everything was strictly carried out according to the pre-preparation, including changing into a delicate outfit and putting on makeup in the evening.

Ji Cen'an's daily appearance was not suitable for tonight's dinner. Nanjia prepared a dress for him, and specially sent a team of makeup artists to make it look fancy.

The dinner is set at Sun's house, which is more than 20 minutes' drive away.

Sun Mingtian was the host, and thoughtfully hosted the banquet. He said to the outside world that he invited friends to have a small gathering.

"In the past, be smart, play it by ear, don't take what you say too seriously, listen to what you should listen to, and don't answer what you don't know." Nanjia said in a soft tone, straightening Ji Cen'an's skirt, and then smoothing his hair.

Ji Cen'an nodded: "Don't worry."

Brushing her hair behind her back, Nanjia put down her hands: "I may leave in the middle, if there is anything I can't handle, I can ask Sun Mingtian to help block it."

Ji Cen'an said, "Okay."

When Sun Mingtian arrived at Sun's house, Sun Mingtian sent a car to pick them up. A low-key Audi arrived downstairs at seven o'clock. As soon as they got up, the driver started the car directly.

The Sun family's house is located on the edge of an artificial lake, the environment is quiet, away from the busy city, it is very suitable for self-cultivation.

The two of them got out of the car, and everyone else was here, waiting in the front hall.

Nanjia walked ahead, followed by Ji Cen'an.

Sun Mingtian smiled and came out to greet him. The old man had a hospitable posture, as if he was familiar with him. When he saw someone, he would first call "Mr. Nan" and then "Miss Ji", as if they were the most important guests.

While leading Ji Cen'an away, Sun Mingtian introduced them, for fear that Ji Cen'an would not recognize those faces.

Since the Sun family was responsible for the reception, there must be other tricks, and they wouldn't just start the show according to Nanjia's plan.

Tonight's guest team has an extra character who is not on the list, and an unexpected guest has come.

He was an acquaintance Ji Cen'an knew, a serious old friend.

After two steps through the door, Ji Cen'an saw the real master.

The light chestnut-haired woman in the little black dress, her "predecessor".

The other party smiled brightly, blinked at her, and opened his mouth to greet her kindly and numbly: "Long time no see, An An."