"You shameless thing, you still have the face to come back!"

As soon as he stepped into the door of the Shen family, a black shadow rushed to him.

The force was not light, and the place where Jiang Qianyi was smashed was as hot as a slap, but there was no expression on his face.

The line fell to the foot, and the side spread out happened to be today's entertainment edition.

"The eighteenth-tier star spent the night with Su Mingyu, and the suspected relationship was announced."

The eye-catching headline, across a newspaper, Jiang Qianyi could feel the overwhelming abuse.

It would have been like shoving her head down the toilet.

But the more this happened, the more excited she became.

What this represents, it means that she has not been forgotten by the audience.

"Mom, look at these unscrupulous editors, what are the eighteenth-tier stars, your daughter-in-law and I have won a few awards."

With a smile in her beautiful eyes, Jiang Qianyi raised three fingers, and her crystal nails almost dazzled her eyes.

"It should be counted as a third line."

"You slut, woman, born cheap, I knew that I would have kicked you out if I married you in Jingchen."

Su Ruxue struggled to get up from the sofa, her face flushed with excitement, and as she spoke, her saliva splashed all over the sky.

"I said mother-in-law, when will you be able to change your blind problem?" Jiang Qianyi sharpened his voice and flipped the newspaper to another issue.

"The president of a wealthy family stayed in a hotel with the popular Xiaohuadan late at night, suspected of being in a relationship."

The photo in the entertainment edition has a very aggressive appearance, two thin lips are slightly sharp, and the woman next to her is a bird, and even looks directly at the camera, just facing her pupils.

As soon as Jiang Qianyi's newspaper was unfolded on the coffee table, Su Ruxue's face changed instantly.

Jiang Qianyi hates this mother-in-law the most, and since she got married, she hasn't given her a good face for a day, always saying that she is a hen that doesn't lay eggs.

Her hen wants to lay eggs, and his has to give some strength.

"So what? If you marry into my son's family for money, then you have to take on the responsibility of a wife! ”

Su Ruxue straightened her face, raised her hand and slapped down.

"You bitch, today I'm going to teach Jingchen a lesson for you, shameless thing!"

Instead of submissively letting her teach, Jiang Qianyi stepped forward and reached out to stroke her curly hair.

"It's a pity, this is not to let everyone know the identities of me and Mr. Shen, otherwise the heat of this news explosion will have to rise a little higher."

Ignoring the irascible cursing, Jiang Qianyi burst into laughter, calmly turned around and raised his legs and walked upstairs.

Suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Qianyi stopped, and his back was very straight and showed a charming back slit: "If you want to teach me a lesson, take care of your son first." ”

As soon as the words stopped, there was no smile in the beautiful eyes, revealing a gloomy coldness.

It's funny.

Obviously they are husband and wife, but they are in the press together, since he wants to, then he has to not let him down.

His identity outside is still a single perfect character who is as cold as a kaolin flower, and there are countless women who want to climb into his bed, and himself.

It's just a worm crawling at his feet, and no matter how hard he struggles, it can't match him.

It's night again.

There were a few big trees planted in the yard that could not be named, which covered the moonlight, and the shadows were projected in, black and oppressive.

Jiang Qianyi stood on the rooftop, the weather has been getting colder and colder recently, scraping on his face like a knife, as if his bones are chilling from freezing.

But after a while, there was the sound of a car downstairs, presumably the man had returned.

There was a happy voice from below, and when Jiang Qianyi went to the kitchen, he heard the old immortal arranging himself.

"What's so good about Jiang Qianyi's dead girl, Yurou just bought me a necklace recently, look at this workmanship, it's more expensive than the dowry her family gave back then."

It doesn't matter if he can listen to these words, he is not Shen Jingchen.

Why did he marry her, Shen Jingchen knew best.

Twelve o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Qianyi was pulling chestnuts in front of the TV, and the sound of walking came from the corridor.

He didn't come back often, either because he was called back by Old Lady Su or because of her.

"Push the heat down, I don't want to hear those three words again." The voice was as calm as the surface of a lake, and the footsteps passed in front of her door without even a pause.

"Bump!"

He played comfortably, leaving a big mess to give her lace news, in addition to making his popularity in the entertainment industry more mysterious, the rest was stuttered by those vases in groups.

She is still his wife, and the marriage certificate is written in black and red, but

Jiang Qianyi laughed at himself, moved his joints casually, turned around and kicked into his bedroom.

The room is simply and elegantly furnished, and the ornaments on the bookcase are dazzling, not the president's cookie-cutter black, white and gray.

All that was left in the bedroom was the sound of rushing water, and he was taking a shower.

It seems to be a no-brainer.

She lowered her eyelashes and was about to turn and go out.

Just then, the cell phone on the table rang.

Jiang Qianyi didn't have the habit of reading other people's news, but by coincidence, that message happened to enter her eyes.

Jiang Qianyi walked over and picked up his phone, and when he opened it, there was a message, "Is the cake delicious?" ”

Attached below is a photograph of a woman in her twenties, with two cakes in the gap between her slender white legs, a short skirt that covers her hips, and a necklace around her neck.

It was auctioned off by a mysterious merchant on TV some time ago, and it is worth seven figures.

She married into a wealthy family for a year, only received a marriage certificate, and didn't even hold a few tables of banquets, so she hurriedly completed the first wedding in her life.

Jiang Qianyi put the phone back in place and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind him, breaking the silence in the air.

"Who allowed you in?"

Got caught.

No, she's above board.

Her eyes collided with the man who came over, she smiled brightly, and said straight to the point: "I came to find Mr. Shen because I wanted to resign." ”

She raised her face, her white forehead in the light, the small bridge of her nose, the delicate posture that made men pity, but with a murderous smile, like a child stealing adult clothes.

"If I'm not mistaken, Miss Jiang doesn't seem to be working for my company at the moment."

"Mr. Shen, I came to resign from the position of Shen's full-time wife so that I can develop in the entertainment industry......"

"Jiang Qianyi, are you long-lasting?"

When the man heard this, his well-defined chin was slightly raised, as if he was thinking, and there was a sharp look in his eyes.

A smile gradually appeared in her eyes: "No matter how capable you are, don't you have to listen to you?" ”

Her slanted red lips outlined a smile, and she reached out to wrap her arms around the man's waist, and a warm wind blew into his cochlea, a little harshly itchy.

"It's not costless to divorce me, do you want to hear it?"