lure her into deep

"No!" Cen Jia pushed him away and refused forcefully, "Is this a money issue? Am I the kind of person who only cares about money?" After saying that, she looked at the man with contempt, got up and went to the bathroom.

"Alas..." Zhou Heng didn't catch up with her, he just looked at her leaving figure and sighed.

This is the fourth time his marriage proposal has been rejected.

But it doesn't matter, he plans to ask again next week.

The phone rang twice at this time, and it was a WeChat message from Zhang Yifeng: [Going out to get together tomorrow night? 】

Zhou Heng: [Didn’t we just get together tonight? 】

Cen Shunli's birthday party naturally involves someone.

My friend first sent an "eye-rolling" emoticon, and then couldn't help complaining: "Don't you feel a little bit guilty after letting me listen to parenting lessons all night?" I'm talking about a party for adults! 】

【Don’t go. 】Zhou Heng refused without even thinking.

What else could there be in the adult gathering organized by Zhang Yifeng? It's nothing more than drunkenness, life and death, or adding some other pastimes.

He didn't like these things before, but he couldn't help but give face to his brother occasionally. Now that I have a wife and children, it is even more inappropriate to attend such a party.

After the people over there received these two words, there was no movement for a while. Then a large text like a short composition popped up on the screen.

"..." Zhou Heng was speechless for two seconds, neither intending to read nor reply. Exit the software directly and turn off the screen.

"Zhou Heng...Zhou Heng!" The little fairy's cry happened to be heard in the bathroom.

His tone was not very urgent, but he still quickly stood up and went over: "What's wrong?"

Cen Jia's voice came through the door again, a little blurry: "Go downstairs and help me get two packs of towels, they are in the locker in the bathroom!"

The person who was almost at the bathroom door stopped, then suppressed the regret in his heart, turned around and looked for the key in her handbag to go out.

Okay, their world is ruined.

His only role tonight is to be a human heater.

Since Cen Jia gave birth to her child, her whole body would feel cold two days before each menstrual period, and she felt as if she was living in an ice cellar.

It’s not that I didn’t see a doctor for treatment, but it didn’t have much effect. Especially when you are busy at work and stressed, you will suffer from abdominal pain.

She didn't feel any pain today, but she was a little tired. After taking a shower, I curled up and lay down on the bed, like a dying caterpillar.

When Zhou Heng took his aunt's towel, he also took the warm pads in the drawer next to him. After I came back, I quickly went to the kitchen to cook brown sugar ginger soup. It was just drying at the right temperature.

After coaxing the little fairy to drink more than half of the cup, he tore open the package of warm patches and put one on each side of her lower back and abdomen through her pajamas.

Since the two began their inappropriate relationship, he has been doing this procedure once a month, and he has become proficient in it.

After he felt comfortable serving the person, he said: "I asked someone to contact an old Chinese medicine doctor. Let's go see him tomorrow?"

Cen Jia narrowed her eyes and replied to him: "I have an appointment tomorrow."

Zhou Heng frowned: "Who did you date? Push it back."

"Zheng Siyi." As she spoke, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him. After all, she is the dog man’s rumored fiancée!

Her profound expression made the man dumbfounded: "Can you be reasonable?"

He and Zheng Siyi haven't spoken to each other for many years, and even when they meet her father, Mr. Zheng, they don't even exchange greetings. It’s the little fairy herself who has contact with that woman from time to time. When it comes to big customers, if they take the initiative to send money, of course you can't push it out.

And every time he said it, he would give him a "think about it yourself" look.

What is he thinking about? Now he is really having a hard time swallowing his anger, and he can even drop a pot from the sky when he takes a breath.

"Humph!" Cen Jia closed her eyes again and ignored him.

Seeing her frowning slightly, with an unhappy look on her face, Zhou Heng hesitated for a few seconds before finally compromising: "Okay, you go to see your big client tomorrow. I'll ask if there's any way to stop drinking. Decoction.”

He was quite helpless about the fact that the little fairy was afraid of hardship and refused to admit it.

"Yeah." Cen Jia hummed and fell asleep in a short while.

When I woke up the next day, the dog man had disappeared.

There was a message from him on WeChat, saying that there was something going on at the company.

The warmth patch on his waist and abdomen was still very warm, so he must have replaced it with a new one before going out.

I don't know if it was the ginger soup last night that worked, or if I slept all night to replenish my strength. Cen Jia felt much better, but her hands and feet were still a little cold.

She casually ordered a takeaway and got up to wash up.

The meeting with Zheng Siyi was scheduled in the morning.

The other party ordered a few sets of winter clothes, and after chatting for a while, the conversation suddenly changed: "Dongyao is preparing for a new drama recently?"

"Yeah." Cen Jia didn't hide it, "Modern industry dramas are still directed by Director Zheng."

Zheng Siyi took a sip of coffee; "Have the funds been in place? I see that the online publicity is quite strong."

Cen Jia looked at her and said half jokingly, half seriously: "What? Do you want to invest?"

"Haha..." Hearing this, Zheng Siyi laughed, "I thought about it, but I was rejected."

"!" These words surprised Cen Jia.

Zheng Siyi shrugged: "It's not me who wants to vote, it's dad. He went to Dongyao to contact Dongyao some time ago, but we couldn't reach an agreement."

After the hit "Legend of Empire", Dongyao's several recent projects have become very popular. There is no shortage of investors.

Cen Jia said tactfully: "Since setting up the clothing company, I haven't been involved in Dongyao's affairs for a long time."

"Eh?" Zheng Siyi waved her hand hurriedly, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to ask for favors." She paused and said, "Hey, actually I still want favors. Isn't my aunt's cousin admitted to the film school? . He graduated this year, and he wants to win the third male position in that professional drama."

I originally planned to bring money into the group, but there was no shortage of funds.

Cen Jia pursed her lips and said nothing. This professional drama is Dongyao's biggest key project this year, so she knows about it in detail. The role of the third male lead, to be honest... the role is quite heavy and the character has a strong sense of layering. For a newcomer who just graduated to play the role, even an outsider would find it unreliable.

And Director Zheng would never accept randomly arranging people in. At the beginning, "Empire" was an exception when it could directly arrange its own artists to join the group. After all, without Dongyao at that time, this project would not have started at all.

However, facing his big client, Cen Jia didn't say anything: "Well, let me talk to Director Zheng and ask him to give him a chance to audition."

"Thank you so much, otherwise I would have been talked about to death by my aunt." Zheng Siyi exaggeratedly breathed a sigh of relief, not showing any displeasure because Cen Jia didn't directly play the character, "Give him a chance, and if it doesn't work, you can't blame others. "As he spoke, his eyes suddenly crossed Cen Jia's sight, fixed on the man and woman outside the glass door, and then raised his chin slightly towards the tall man among them, "Is that your Mr. Zhou?"