s: This chapter is a flashback.
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No matter what happens to his relationship with In Jung, and no matter how delicate the relationship between the two is now, Zhang Zhengxun can neither be dedicated and sweet like an ordinary couple, nor can he abandon her like a young man. .
Although compared to the group of women he has now, Renjing's appearance is not considered good-looking.
Even purely in terms of appearance, with her chubby face and plump body, Renjing is not considered a beauty by any means, but she is so special among Zhang Zhengxun's "girlfriend group" at this time.
Except for Jang Jung-hoon's first woman Han Ga-in, no one else, whether it is Seung-yeon, who was deeply in love with him at the beginning, or Park Gyu-ri, who had a tacit understanding with him that everyone envied, could not compare to In-jeong's position in Jang Jung-hoon's heart.
Although he had some feelings for a while, Zhang Zhengxun today is no longer the boy who was so emotionally fragile that he needed another relationship to "heal", but a complete "gongzi" even in his own eyes.
But now, he, the "young master", was looking at the embarrassed beauty in front of him with playful eyes.
Chen Qiaoen, the female artist he called "wonderful person" last night, was now like a piece of merchandise for him to look at.
The wanton eyes were like the most accurate scanner, scanning the skin that seemed to be broken inch by inch.
The evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth made Chen Qiaoen extremely uneasy.
"If you have really decided, you have to know that I am not a religious man.
I have many women, and I won't even be able to see you for a long time.
You still plan to follow me?"
"Why not?"
Chen Qiaoen's originally awkward expression gradually calmed down.
He took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "I finally understand that in this circle, no matter how powerful you are, if no one praises you, you still can't do it.
Now that's the case , why not sell yourself at a good price while Zhu Huang is still young?"
He hesitated for a moment, put his palm on the first button of his coat, gritted his teeth, made a mistake, and twisted it open The following is a passage I found online.
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The snow-white milk-like skin is looming in the open collar, and the butterfly-shaped collarbone spreads its wings repeatedly with trembling breaths, and the smooth curves follow the fair skin downwards, making people unable to help but stare.
Then it declined.
But just when Chen Qiaoen's fingers touched the second button, he was held tightly by the man.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The two looked into each other's eyes, but made no move.
One saw astonishment, surprise, and a touch of shyness in the woman's eyes.
One saw pity, hesitation, and a touch of guilt in the man's eyes.
It was the look of a woman who was ashamed of her previous behavior.
It was the look of a man feeling guilty for his previous actions.
"Actually, you don't have to."
Looking into the woman's eyes, Zhang Zhengxun said the reason: "Before, you thought it was just for an investment, a big gamble."
"I can't do it."
Chen Qiaoen smiled bitterly, grabbed the man's hand with his other hand, hesitated for a moment, and placed it on his proud waist.
"I may not be able to earn 100 million soft girl coins in my lifetime.
How can an artist like me, who is in cold storage, repay you?
Even if you are just a big gamble, even if you are just an investment, I can't if I don't I would feel uneasy about what I should do.
But now, the only thing I can offer is myself."
The corners of my eyes were sore, and a crystal tear flowed down from the corners of my eyes.
The soft and delicate touch between the palms of his fingers was so nostalgic, but the man shook slightly and broke away from the woman's hand.
He moved upwards and gently stroked the woman's baby-like cheek.
His rough thumb passed across the woman's face.
Wiping away a crystal teardrop, he said with a wry smile: "What are you doing?"
Time goes back to twenty minutes ago
"You're crazy."
Wu Xijie gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Zhengxun.
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He never thought that one day he would come to question Zhang Zhengxun's decision.
Wu Xijie, who originally only planned to be a happy prodigal son, never expected that Zhang Zhengxun would actually use the funds in the stock market because he just didn't pay attention for a moment.
That amount of money is destined to grow the stock several times or even ten times.
Moreover, it is not a "small" number like one or two million, or one or two million, but a full 100 million Oh my God, all their start-up capital is only 300 million.
He moved a full third And the reason is just to invest in a TV series alone It’s an idol drama Even if Taiwan has moved toward Asia with its idol dramas in recent years, and even if idol dramas today have become the representative of Taiwanese dramas, we can't waste money wantonly like this.
What makes Wu Xijie especially worried is that the reason for all this is just to pick up girls.
"You can forget about playing around normally.
Why do you have to do it for a woman this time?"
"You don't believe me."
Zhang Zhengxun casually handed a piece of paper towel to Wu Xijie, who was spraying everywhere, and said with a chuckle: "Let's not talk about how optimistic I am about this drama, but the woman in your mouth is worth the price. " "Why is she, Chen Qiaoen, a little star who has been hidden away?
You have no problem with your brain?
Why should she?"
"Believe it or not, just because of this little star you have been talking about, Chen Qiaoen, this drama can not only make a lot of money, but also push our company's reputation to the entire Asia."
"You are crazy, you are just a crazy person to me" "bump" "Ouch!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, and an embarrassed figure fell onto the floor of the room.
The two men whose eyes were caught looked towards the figure.
It happened to be Chen Qiaoen, the protagonist that the two had been discussing before.
"Huh!"
Now that the real owner has arrived and the matter is a foregone conclusion, no matter how many complaints he makes, it will not help.
Wu Xijie walked out angrily.
Even when passing by Chen Qiaoen, not only did he not get out of the way, but he directly Stepped over her body.
"Don't mind, he's just in a bad mood."
Zhang Zhengxun's soft voice sounded above Chen Qiaoen's head.
The woman blushed and was pulled up from the ground by the man.
After calming down for a while, Chen Qiaoen asked solemnly: "Is what he said true?"
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Is it true?"
The woman's voice was firm but trembling.
"Guess" the man chuckled and returned to the house, made two cups of tea and handed them to the somewhat uneasy woman.
"Gu" took a big sip, took a deep breath, put down the tea cup, gritted his teeth, as if he had made some kind of determination, and said in a cold voice: "From today on, I am your woman."
"Oh."
The man's eyes lit up, and he looked at this bold and uneasy woman playfully amid the woman's bitter smile
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