Note: This picks up right where the previous translator ended. The last chapter was '33' but it's actually only chapter 11 since the previous translators divided each chapters into two or three parts. I will be dividing each chapter into Part 1 (1) and Part Two (2).
There may be an established trust between people, but Ji Mingshu felt that there was no trust between her and Cen Sen.
Standing at the dining table, she watched as Cen Sen ate slowly, her mind filled with the 'accept' that Cen Sen said before going to bed.
-- Will you accept the bribe? Once you accept it, you are not allowed to mention it again.
-- I'll accept it.
Bang, bang, bang!
After sleeping with her, he slapped her in the face again. He was such a hard-working, simple, and a good role model for husbands in China.
And the way this husband of hers is enjoying the fruits of his labor under her gaze is so beautiful :)
After watching Cen Sen eat for a while, Ji Mingshu closed her eyes, feeling that she was so angry that she cannot eat until tomorrow. Lunch, dinner, and the next three meals. She cannot eat them.
Without saying a word, she ran back to her room, locked the door, and rolled over the bed.
The sweet scent of love still lingered in the air, and she couldn't fall asleep. She felt that she had been cheated on in this marriage.
Several scenes played in her mind over and over again, and then finally, she was so angry that she couldn't fall asleep. She suddenly got up from the bed again, planning to rush out and have a violent confrontation with the cheating scumbag who was eating alone downstairs.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the door of the room opened, she happened to bump into the cheating scumbag man standing at the door with a bowl of fresh and hot pork ribs noodles.
The color of the noodles and short ribs is very attractive, and they are sprinkled with delicate chopped green onions. The key is the taste.
Ji Mingshu stared at the pork rib noodles, swallowed softly, and said intently: "You are such a good person."
Ding! A good person card.
She didn't look at the "good person's" expression. She took the noodles, held them all the way to the dressing table, and arranged the chair.
When Ji Mingshu ate, it was very pleasing to the eye. She ate in small bites and was very quiet the whole time. She didn't even make the slightest sound.
Cen Sen didn't know if it was because she is a well-educated socialite, or if she is interpreting what it means to 'if you have enough, then stop pushing'.
She had a pretty good sleep tonight.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhou Jiaheng called on time to wake Cen Sen.
After answering the phone, Cen Sen lay on the bed and slowly pinched the bridge of his nose.
He remembered that when he was studying in the United States, he would usually cook in his apartment when he had free time. After working for many years, last night was the only time that he ever cooked late at night again.
After waking up, he turned and looked at his side.
The light in the summer morning was particularly dazzling but Ji Mingshu did not react at all. She was as quiet as a deep-fried dough stick waiting to be fermented.
She did not sleep properly, maybe because the Ji family found a lot of etiquette teachers for her, but they forgot to find a teacher who can teach her how to sleep elegantly at a young age.
When they first got married, she could still try her best to maintain a normal sleeping position, but it did not take a while before she exposed her true nature. Especially after having a physical relationship with him.
Just like now, her whole body stuck to Cen Sen's body like an octopus.
Cen Sen is a normal man. When he woke up in the morning and saw a beautiful woman hanging onto him, it was hard not to have a reaction. Unfortunately, there's no time. He pulled the octopus away from his body, and his movements were not gentle.
However, when he finally got out of bed, he still thought of her and closed the blackout curtains.
In the past, when she came back from abroad, Ji Mingshu slept for half a day at most. This time, she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she slept until six in the evening.
There were a lot of missed calls and WeChat messages on her mobile phone.
She casually glanced at them, including Jiang Chun's message asking her if she would like to go to Mr. Zhang's birthday party in the evening.
There are two young masters in the Zhang family. The older one is Zhang Qi and the younger one is Zhang Lin.
Zhang Qi and Cen Sen are about the same age and have taken over their respective families' business. The Zhang family is involved in the development and tourism resources, and it's estimated that they also have a lot of business dealings with Cen Sen.
Zhang Lin acts like an old man. He loves to stay at home and has been arrogant since he was a child. Did he just turn twenty today? Ji Mingshu carefully looked and was right. He is really just twenty years old.
When Ji Mingshu scrolled down and found Mr. Zhang's invitation message, she replied with an 'okay' emoji.
Mr. Zhang quickly replied, "Thank you, sister Shu for giving me face!"
For this birthday party, Mr. Zhang has been preparing for a long time, and he was also creative. His birthday party is held in the club that he is about to open for business, which is equivalent to advertising it live to the target customers.
When Ji Mingshu arrived, the atmosphere in the club was already high. Zhang Lin's face is quite big. The acquaintances that she knows in Pingcheng are basically here, and there are also a lot of internet celebrities and small stars who are not that famous.
Ji Mingshu was welcomed by Mr. Zhang in person.
Mr. Zhang didn't learn anything else at a young age but he mastered the skill of blowing rainbow farts. He stood at the door and picked up Ji Mingshu and immediately praised her. He called her 'sister'. Fortunately, he didn't really have a biological sister or he would have been returned to his mother's womb by this sister once she heard him smooth talking another 'sister'.
In these social occasions, the attitude of the host basically represents the status of the guest. There are not many people tonight who can be greeted by Mr. Zhang in person.
Some people didn't know Ji Mingshu and when they saw Mr. Zhang being attentive to her, they naturally understood what her level was.
When she sat down, a group of plastic sisters took over Mr. Zhang's baton and praised her. one by one, their tongues were bright like lotus flowers, and the rainbow farts came endlessly.
Ji Mingshu also gave them face, saying that she was late, took the initiative to drink, and talked to them about the fashion week that she attended a few days ago.
This is Ji Mingshu's most familiar environment and it was easy for her to deal with it.
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Translator's Notes:
I'm also picking this up. This is one of my favorites along with Come to My Side. The updates will not be regular. But I'll try to update atleast once a week/2 weeks. The same goes for Cognitive Bias and The Rich Girl Will Not Be Poor. I'm also slowly translating a short story (14 Chapters) but I will only post it once I've completed the translations.
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