Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 6 Shen Yunqing

After looking at the marriage certificate for a while, which was similar to the previous marriage certificate, Jiang Lingxi opened it without hesitation.

She's not one to hesitate.

The first thing that catches the eye is a photo that shows every detail of the person.

With a big red background, the original body in the photo has a face exactly like hers. Although she is trying to smile, she can see a little nervousness and restraint from her eyes and expression.

The man at the side was wearing a lead gray suit, with a straight face, sculpted eyebrows and sculpted eyes, but he could see a bit of indifference when he looked closely.

The more Jiang Lingxi looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong. There was no shyness and lingering love between these two newlyweds. It was as if they were forced together.

Scan the certificate holder, and then look at the date of collection below.

She had seen a modern electronic calendar when she was in the living room just now, and after thinking about it for a while, she could calculate that the time for obtaining the marriage certificate should be half a year ago.

It's only been half a year of marriage, and according to common sense, it's still in the stage of sweetening the oil, but the original body left her with no information about the newlywed husband at all, is this reasonable?
This is probably a fake marriage!

Holding the marriage certificate, Jiang Lingxi leaned back against the head of the bed, narrowed her eyes slightly, and pressed the center of her eyebrows with the other hand.

After almost recalling the memory left to her by the original body, she finally found a clue.

But there is only a somewhat blurred face in memory, and a sentence full of coldness from the man: "Just marry me, and you don't need to fulfill any husband and wife obligations. I will help you solve your father's debt."

What a deal!
Jiang Lingxi opened her eyes, lowered her head and looked down at the man's name at the bottom of the photo.

"Shen Yunqing."

This name made her raise her eyebrows uncontrollably, thinking of another name that couldn't be more familiar.

Shen Moqing.

Hers, Prime Minister!
She was also the only person in the previous court who dared to speak up to persuade her the emperor of this dynasty, and even made her jump countless times, but was reluctant to dismiss her because of her talent and ideals.

To say that the person she trusted the most in the previous life was naturally herself firstly, but secondly, it was not Qing Yuan who had been by her side since she was a child, but Shen Moqing.

Speaking of being an emperor, there is another advantage. She knows the family background of every minister in the court, the kind that can be found out by eighteen generations of ancestors.

Naturally, it is also clear that Shen Moqing was originally from a great family, but for some reason she resolutely left the family since she was a teenager. In order to make the break more clean, she even changed the word "cloud" passed down from the Shen family to "mo". One white and one black, showed the huge Shen family his determination to break away from the family.

That person was originally called Shen Yunqing!

Thinking of this, Jiang Lingxi couldn't help but look at the photo with the red background again. When she left, Shen Qing was already approaching age, and she grew her beard like other ministers to show her stability, but in today's words, she is also elegant A handsome uncle.

Think about the appearance of that person with his beard shaved, and compare it with the person in this photo, it is actually somewhat similar.

Before going to sleep, the last thought that echoed in Jiang Lingxi's mind was: I should find a chance to meet the nominal other half of the original body who can't even remember what he looks like!

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The sunlight spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and one of them jumped mischievously on the sleeping face on the big bed in the middle of the room.

The person on the bed frowned slightly because of this, turned his back to the window, squinted his eyes and opened his lips lazily and asked, "Qing Yuan, what time is it?"

After the words fell, a cautious knock on the door sounded at the right time.

"Sister Xixi, breakfast is ready, have you woken up yet?"

Jiang Lingxi sat up suddenly and woke up instantly.

"Wake up, I'll come." She replied towards the door, and only after hearing the footsteps leaving, she let out a soft breath.

It's time to get rid of some habits from her previous life. Now she no longer has that figure standing in her sight all the time.

Lu Zhengzheng put the freshly made hot breakfast on the dining table, and when she was finally setting the spoons and chopsticks, she heard the sound of the master bedroom door opening, and hurriedly looked back.

When he saw that it wasn't a face full of impatience after getting up after being called out, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she was really afraid that the strong but gentle sister Xixi yesterday was just a dream, and that she would return to her original appearance after one night.

It's okay, it's okay, people haven't changed!

"Sister Xixi, I made brown sugar and millet porridge. There are steamed buns and flower rolls in the refrigerator. I also warmed up some. You don't like boiled eggs, so I scrambled eggs with cucumber and fungus. Try it and see if it suits your taste. "

As soon as Jiang Lingxi walked to the dining table, she saw that Lu Zhengzheng had already opened the chair for her, so she had to sit down, "Okay, you sit down and eat together."

She could feel that the little girl always treated her cautiously, as if she was afraid of making mistakes in her words and actions.

But thinking about how Yuanshen treated this little assistant before, Jiang Lingxi could understand.

The entertainment industry was originally a stressful place, after all, everyone who came in was vying to stand out.But there are only a few places at the top. You have to sharpen your head and squeeze up, and you have to be tense all the time to prevent others from pushing you down.

One can imagine the pressure.

But this is not a reason to wantonly oppress those around you who serve you!

She has always remembered a sentence she read when she was a teenager: A bully will always be bullied.

When you wantonly bully others, there will be a day when you will be bullied by others.

After seeing the person across from her put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her lips with a tissue, Lu Zhengzheng cleared her throat and reported: "Sister Xixi, when I was cooking, Sister Tong called and said she was rushing this way. It will probably be there in half an hour."

The agent is coming, which means that work is also coming.

Jiang Lingxi nodded, "Okay, I see."

Lu Zhengzheng looked carefully and seriously, and saw that there was no resistance on the face of the person in front of him. He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he got up and went into the kitchen to clean up, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Tong Yue: "Sister Xixi Feeling pretty good today."

While driving, Tong Yue glanced at the message she just received, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether it's the director or the guests of "Let's Travel Together", even the staff behind the scenes may have some resentment towards Jiang Lingxi.No, there should be some resentment!
After all, after so many days of delay, not to mention the money loss caused, what is more important is the time wasted. The program needs to be broadcast as scheduled, and the editing team behind it also needs to work overtime.

One person's willfulness has caused such serious consequences, and she would have resentment if it were her.

She was really worried that Jiang Lingxi would be afraid to return to the back of the program group and face all of this with dissatisfaction from everyone, and then she would retreat before the battle. By then, her manager would probably have to do it!

Thinking of this, she stepped on the gas pedal again, and the car, which was already not slow, accelerated again.

The program recording couldn't be delayed any longer, she had to send someone to the program group no matter what!
(End of this chapter)